Water Caltrop Zongzi, Yellow Millet Wine, A Single Fragrance to the End of the Crossing.

"Well come—"

With a long roar, Liu Chengfeng charged into the pack of Earth Jackals like a fierce tiger descending from the mountains, his momentum as grand as a rainbow.

The pack of Earth Jackals numbered thirty or forty, each standing one meter tall and three meters long, baring fangs that were vicious and terrifying.

As the fur of these Earth Jackals bristled, the sound of whistling blood energy filled the air.

The younger ones among this pack possessed a hundred years of vitality, while the older ones had three hundred.

As exotic beasts, they could hunt tigers and kill leopards with ease; in particular, the Earth Jackals with three hundred years of vitality possessed two thousand jin of force.

Liu Chengfeng charged into the jackal pack like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Liu Chengfeng's blood energy roared like a fierce beast descending from the mountains.

The Red Iron Sword in his hand swept up like a rolling wave of blood, carrying five or six thousand jin of force.

No matter how ferocious the Earth Jackals were, under Liu Chengfeng's Red Iron Sword, they were no different from lambs.

In the blink of an eye, the pack of Earth Jackals was routed, and the leader with three hundred years of vitality turned and fled.

Liu Chengfeng had been in Little Meng Mountain for half a year, cultivating as he traveled, and his strength had already reached the fourth stage of the Blood Sea Divine Treasury, his blood energy exceptionally vast.

The limit of the fourth stage of the Blood Sea Divine Treasury was to travel a thousand miles a day and possess ten thousand jin of force.

The Innate Heart Method that Liu Chengfeng practiced allowed his speed and strength to far exceed a thousand miles a day and ten thousand jin of force.

With a mournful cry, the Earth Jackal leader with three hundred years of vitality died miserably under Liu Chengfeng's sword.

Before Liu Chengfeng could extract its true blood, a sudden fishy gust of wind lunged from behind him, a cold light flashed, and sharp claws tore toward his head with a sound that pierced the air.

Liu Chengfeng bent his waist and vaulted backward with extreme speed, but his bare upper body was already left with wounds, flesh and blood flying.

At this moment, Liu Chengfeng looked like a savage; his upper body was unclothed, and his skin was covered in crisscrossing, unhealed scars.

These were the scars left behind from half a year of cultivating and slaughtering exotic beasts, healing and reopening time and time again.

With a low, beastly growl, a Cloud Leopard stood not far from Liu Chengfeng; the Cloud Leopard's fur was streaked with gold, its body five or six meters long and massive.

As it bared its teeth, a fishy stench washed over him.

A Cloud Leopard with six hundred years of vitality was far more powerful than the Earth Jackals from before, and its sneak attack on Liu Chengfeng had failed.

With a roar, the Cloud Leopard lunged like lightning, crushing stones and snapping trees, its sharp claws piercing rock and its angry howl deafening.

"Two-Husband Fierce Man Slash—"

Facing the lunging Cloud Leopard, Liu Chengfeng did not retreat but advanced, gripping the Red Iron Sword tightly with both hands, the blade rising like a rainbow to cleave a mountain.

The ferocity of the strike caused the air to explode, his blood energy turning violent.

As the sword descended, blood splattered, and the charging Cloud Leopard collapsed at Liu Chengfeng's feet with a mournful cry.

No matter how ferocious it was, it was still slain by a single strike from Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng immediately took out a bottle and skillfully extracted the true blood.

Exotic beasts possessed true blood once they reached three hundred years of vitality; this true blood, born innately within the beast, was a necessity for those who cultivated the divine.

The fourth stage of the Blood Sea Divine Treasury required drawing the true blood of exotic beasts into the body to reach perfection.

The more vitality an exotic beast possessed, the more precious its true blood.

For the exotic beasts, the blood energy of divine cultivators was also their best tonic.

All along, the relationship between exotic beasts and divine cultivators had been one of mutual hunting and hostility.

After collecting the true blood, Liu Chengfeng jumped into a deep pool to wash himself off and change into fresh clothes.

"Perhaps I should kill a few larger ones."

Liu Chengfeng could not help but glance toward the deeper reaches of Little Meng Mountain.

Little Meng Mountain was a mountain range spanning several hundred miles, filled with countless peaks and deep valleys.

Over the past half year, Liu Chengfeng had been cultivating in Little Meng Mountain, starting by hunting ordinary exotic beasts of three to five hundred years.

By cultivating while hunting, he had rolled through life-and-death situations in the midst of danger.

Each and every battle had allowed Liu Chengfeng to master his heart method and sword techniques more perfectly, until every move and stance reached the pinnacle.

After half a year of blood-training in Little Meng Mountain, Liu Chengfeng had figured out all the exotic beasts within it.

In Little Meng Mountain, there were six or seven exotic beasts nearing a thousand years of age; these were no longer things that a cultivator at the Blood Sea Divine Treasury stage could kill.

On the contrary, if a Blood Sea Divine Treasury cultivator encountered an exotic beast of nearly a thousand years, they would become a delicious meal in its mouth.

Beyond the thousand-year exotic beasts, there was one most powerful beast in Little Meng Mountain.

By Liu Chengfeng's estimation, it likely possessed three or four thousand years of vitality.

Liu Chengfeng kept it in his thoughts; he was already at the fourth stage of the Blood Sea Divine Treasury.

To reach perfection and break through the Blood Sea Divine Treasury, he needed to draw true blood into his Blood Sea Divine Treasury.

Liu Chengfeng no longer had any interest in exotic beasts of three to five hundred years.

"Worship the ances—"

Liu Chengfeng set aside the thought of killing exotic beasts for their true blood, not forgetting the other purpose of his visit to Little Meng Mountain—to pay respects to the corpse.

Ever since he last communicated with the corpse, it had never appeared again.

Even Little Meng Mountain itself remained silent, unwilling to lead the way for Liu Chengfeng, as if it were wary of something.

Even so, after crawling and rolling through Little Meng Mountain for half a year, Liu Chengfeng had already found a lead.

By gathering information from the birds, beasts, streams, and ancient trees of Little Meng Mountain, he synthesized the data and deduced the approximate location of the small boat and the corpse.

He wandered around for a long time before finally arriving in a deep valley.

Upon entering the valley, he saw a ferry crossing with a river lying before him, the surface of the water shrouded in mist and impossible to see clearly.

Walking into this place, it was deathly silent; under the perception of Heavenly Mound, there was not a sound from any insect or blade of grass, as if this were a world of silence.

"It's right here."

Walking inside, he saw at a glance a small boat moored at the ferry, with a corpse lying upon it.

That was correct; these were exactly what had appeared in his mind.

In the deep valley, before the mysterious ferry, such a scene felt eerie and gloomy, as if this were the entrance to the underworld.

Liu Chengfeng took out the water caltrop zongzi and yellow rice wine he had prepared in advance, placing them before the corpse.

Then, he lit the sandalwood incense and bowed.

He turned Heavenly Mound in his mind to call out to the corpse.

"Water caltrop zongzi, yellow rice wine, one stick of incense to the end of the ferry."

"Water caltrop zongzi, yellow rice wine, one stick of incense to the end of the ferry."

As soon as Liu Chengfeng finished chanting these words, the corpse also began to chant them, and immediately after, the corpse on the small boat climbed up.

It grabbed the water caltrop zongzi placed before it and began to eat with audible smacking sounds, then gulped down the yellow rice wine.

For a corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years to climb up and eat was a truly terrifying and bizarre sight.

Once full, the corpse took a single breath toward the curling incense smoke, and the sandalwood incense was instantly consumed.

"The taste of childhood."

The corpse was satisfied, smacked its lips, and looked toward Liu Chengfeng.

The pitch-black eye sockets staring over made one feel a chill run down their spine.

"Lie down properly."

The corpse picked up a bamboo pole and poled the small boat away.

Liu Chengfeng didn't even think twice; bold as the heavens, he lay flat on his back in the small boat.

The small boat sailed silently into the river, which was so quiet that it felt as if it were the only thing existing between heaven and earth.

Mist shrouded the river, making it impossible to see in which direction the small boat was heading.

Liu Chengfeng just lay there on the small boat, watching the mist in the sky.

He did not know what kind of place the end would be, but he was willing to gamble on it in his heart.

The small boat glided for an unknown amount of time; the river remained quiet, but high mountains began to appear on both sides.

The next moment, Liu Chengfeng felt something was wrong; these were not high mountains, but ribs as huge as mountain peaks piercing the sky.

Liu Chengfeng confirmed it again and again: what appeared on the left and right were not mountain peaks, but giant bones.

The river was shrouded in fog, and its width was unknown, but giant, incomparable white bones began to appear on the water's surface.

The depth of the river was unknown, and the bones lay in the water, with only a small portion of their frames exposed.

On the river, one after another, massive skeletons appeared, each several thousand meters tall.

There were giant bones like the Earth Dragon, three or four thousand meters long, lying on the river surface with wide-open mouths still spitting magma.

There were skeletons like the Giant Ape, eight thousand meters tall, standing straight and reaching toward the sky, holding a three-thousand-meter giant sword wreathed in divine light.

There were skeletons like the Ancient Elephant, ten thousand meters tall, covered in hard armor.

If it were to charge, it could knock one mountain after another flying.

There were also giant bones of a Divine Bird wreathed in flames.

The power and divine abilities radiated by these giant bones were enough to destroy ten thousand miles of land; it was terrifying.

Fortunately, Liu Chengfeng lay in the small boat and was not harmed.

Watching the giant and terrifying skeletons passing through the sky, Liu Chengfeng could not help but be shaken to his core.

His intuition told him that these massive skeletons must be exotic beasts.

Exotic beasts of ten meters were already powerful, so these giant beasts of several thousand or even ten thousand meters—

How powerful and terrifying must they have been when they were alive?

Amidst so many massive skeletons, the small boat appeared so insignificant.

As the small boat sailed into this Giant Bone World, one could not help but feel a chill run down their spine.

"What is this place—"

The corpse poling the boat did not answer; it simply continued to push the vessel forward.

Perhaps it was the arrival of Liu Chengfeng that disturbed the deathly slumber of these giant remains.

Suddenly, a roar echoed out.

The river water surged, falling like a torrential rain, and as the skeletons awakened, one giant remain after another seemed to come back to life.

An anomaly occurred; they instantly gained flesh and blood, all of them beginning to move.

A Earth Dragon several thousand meters long roared as it charged toward the sky, magma dripping from its maw as it bellowed, melting everything in its path into scorched earth.

A Giant Ape several thousand meters tall pounded its chest with a thunderous "bang," shattering the void as it hoisted a massive sword toward the heavens, slashing directly upward.

The sound of a dragon's roar resonated through the heavens and earth as a Frost Dragon spread its wings, soared into the sky, and exhaled a breath of extreme cold, freezing ten thousand miles.

In an instant, a terrifying scene unfolded: one skeleton after another came to life, restored to their former appearance, and charged toward the sky.

They roared and bellowed, intent on tearing the sky apart, for in the heavens above resided their most furious and hateful enemies.

They would break the sky and destroy the nine worlds just to kill the enemies above.

One massive exotic beast after another awakened, their terrifying power threatening to destroy the entire world and overturn the very river itself.

Yet, the small boat continued to glide peacefully along the water.

With a thunderous "boom," golden light exploded in the sky, and a peerless, terrifying divine might pierced through the nine heavens and ten earths.

In that moment, Liu Chengfeng saw a supreme figure.

The supreme figure stood above the nine heavens, guarded by divine halos and surrounded by the heavens and earth; with a single glance, all worlds lay beneath his feet.

This figure appeared invincible throughout the ages, tearing apart dragons with his hands and shattering divine lions with his fists.

As he struck out to slaughter in all directions, collapsing the heavens and slaying ten thousand beasts, his black hair danced wildly, radiating an aura of absolute invincibility.

Cries of agony rang out endlessly, blood staining the azure sky, and beneath the divine halos, this figure slaughtered one massive exotic beast after another.

"Who is that—"

Seeing such an invincible figure, Liu Chengfeng could not help but cry out.