At this moment, it seemed Chu Feng had reached the end of the seventh floor, for a grand gate stood before him.
The gate was square and exquisitely crafted, its relief carvings particularly refined. Most importantly, it wasn't sealed. With just a light push, it would open.
Yet, until it was opened, this gate blocked all attempts at probing. Whether it was Mental Power or Chu Feng's unique Celestial Eye, neither could see what lay beyond. This left Chu Feng unable to predict whether fortune or misfortune awaited him on the other side.
"You've come this far. Knowing your personality, no matter what's inside, you'll want to take a look, right?" Egg chimed sweetly, for she didn't know what was behind the door either.
"True. In that case, I'll just open it and see." Chu Feng smiled faintly, waved his sleeve, and a wave of force surged out, slowly pushing the gate open.
As the gate swung open, a dazzling ray of sunlight flooded in. When it was fully open, even Chu Feng's eyes widened slightly, and the smile on his face deepened.
Before him truly lay an entirely new world. Someone had actually used Spirit World Techniques to create a whole new dimension.
Although this world wasn't enormous, it possessed a certain scale. There were mountains, rivers, plains, valleys, blue skies with white clouds, and a red sun hanging high, shifting and moving along a cycle of day and night.
"Incredible. What kind of power was needed to arrange such a formidable formation?"
Chu Feng knew that everything in this world, though vividly real, was ultimately illusory. The mountains, rivers, blue skies, white clouds, stars, and sun—none of it was real. They were all condensed by a powerful formation. Should this formation collapse, everything here would vanish along with it.
But how powerful must one be to condense such a formidable formation? And what immense energy could sustain its continuous operation?
"My, my. It seems the master of this Asura Ghost Tower is truly extraordinary, even surpassing my expectations. However, the more powerful the owner, the more dangerous this tower becomes."
"But since you've already come, it would be a waste to leave empty-handed. Chu Feng, take a look around this fictional world. The Asura Ghost Tower is a sealing formation; no one would build such a thing for no reason. He likely lured people here intentionally. So search carefully—you might find an unexpected reward."
"But be cautious. The master here is too powerful. The barrier mechanisms outside were child's play. If he truly wanted to seal this place, you couldn't have entered at all. This is where the key lies. If there are traps here, unless you spot them in advance to avoid them, once activated, certain death awaits." Egg's voice was grave as she warned.
"Understood." Chu Feng nodded. He understood how formidable the owner must be. But with Chu Feng's nature, he certainly wouldn't leave empty-handed. So he leaped up and began carefully observing this virtual world.
Chu Feng first flew eastward but found nothing beyond some beautiful scenery. Soon, he reached a boundary, so he turned back and headed in the opposite direction.
Eventually, Chu Feng realized the world was rectangular. Flying south, east, or west, one would quickly encounter an invisible barrier. However, heading north revealed an expanse that seemed boundless.
"Heavens, that bird... it's simply enormous!" After flying over several more mountain peaks, Chu Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart skipped a beat. Not far away, on a mountain range, he spotted a gigantic skeleton.
It was the remains of a colossal bird, dead for a very long time—tens of thousands of years at least. Even from the bones alone, one could sense an ancient and distant aura.
Moreover, from these remains, Chu Feng could tell this giant bird had been incredibly powerful in life. The sheer size and strange shape of its bones proved it was no ordinary creature.
Setting aside its sharp talons, its volume was astonishingly vast—roughly the size of a small mountain. If it were still alive, flying through the heavens, it would surely blot out the sun and awe the world. A single flap of its wings could unleash a violent hurricane, devastating landscapes and destroying everything. Slaughtering multitudes would be a mere thought away. It was absolutely not a benevolent being.
"Hehe, judging by this, it should be some ancient demon beast, now extinct. In life, it seems to have cultivated to the peak of the Martial King realm, just one step away from becoming a Martial Emperor who rules the world. But sadly, it was killed with a single pulse of oppressive might—every bone shattered, every internal organ pulverized, and even its origin essence drained." Egg explained.
Looking closely, Chu Feng indeed saw countless fine cracks on the bird's massive bones. It had been crushed to death purely by someone's oppressive force.
Understanding this, a hint of solemnity returned to Chu Feng's eyes. To kill such an existence with mere oppressive force—what kind of being could do that?
"That's not all. This isn't just one bird; it should have been part of a massive flock." After flying over this mountain peak, Chu Feng was even more astonished. Scattered across this vast mountain range were the terrifying skeletons of countless giant birds.
The number was immense—at least tens of thousands. They varied in size and strength, but even the smallest stood several zhang tall, and the weakest were at the Heaven Martial realm. All had died from the same oppressive force. This was undoubtedly a powerful demon beast clan, forcibly exterminated.
After passing this mountain range, Chu Feng traversed a vast valley. Within it lay an uncountable number of demon beast skeletons—another species, equally formidable in life, now reduced to piles of white bones.
In the days that followed, white bones were visible everywhere. Most belonged to demon beasts, and they were always found in groups. Judging from the shape of their remains, one could imagine how powerful and terrifying they had been in life.
Truthfully, flying over this sight, even Chu Feng, who had seen much of the world, felt a chill run down his spine, a complex mix of emotions and questions arising within him.
So many powerful demon beast clans, all killed by the same oppressive force, the same method, the same slaughter. This must be the work of a single individual. But what kind of existence could wipe out so many powerful demon beasts? And what deep-seated hatred could drive someone to exterminate their entire clans?
ps: One chapter was owed from yesterday, so today it should be made up. Barring any surprises, today will be five chapters.