Passing Years, a Clan's Helplessness
In a bamboo forest atop the Mist Canyon, Luo Feng cultivated alone.
After leaving Linley Luo Feng Luo Feng felt a sense of relief. After all, he was not used to being indebted to others, and now he could finally calm down and focus on his cultivation.
Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the tranquil Listening Wind Pavilion, Luo Feng quietly cultivated for a full three years. During these three years, Luo Feng never stepped out of the Listening Wind Pavilion, always playing his instrument inside. As a cultivator, Luo Feng made considerable progress over these three years. Luo Feng discovered that Luo Feng had an indescribable feeling regarding his comprehension and integration of the Laws of Wind. However, he still hadn't merged the Element of Ice of the Water Element with the other profound Element of Water Profound Mystery he had comprehended. The Lightning Element of the Lightning Element and the profound lightning Profound Mysteries of the Lightning element had touched the threshold of fusion, but he only stopped at that threshold. But it was still much better than the fact that the Water Element showed no signs of fusion at all.
Luo Feng Profound Mysteries to have an extraordinary comprehension of the mysteries of the Wind Element. Perhaps it's because he often plays the zither, allowing his spirit to resonate with nature and thus frequently perceive the Rhythm of the Wind. Or perhaps Luo Feng's love for the wind surpasses his love for the water and lightning elements. He has already fused three Profound Mysteries of the Wind Element, and the fourth, the Profound Mystery of Slow, is also slowly fusion underway. Luo Feng estimates that within fifty years, he should be able to fuse four Profound Mysteries of the Laws. If such talent were placed in the Infernal Realm, it would be considered heaven-defying.
Luo Feng himself probably couldn't understand why he had such heaven-defying talent in the profound Wind Law Profound Mysteries. Having already comprehended the fifth Element of Wind, Luo Feng Luo Feng only comprehended the fifth profound Profound Mysteries of the Laws, but he was also confident that he could fuse the four Profound Mysteries of the Laws the Laws of Wind within fifty years, and had begun to work on fusing the five Profound Mysteries of the Laws.
This period was the most intense for Luo Feng. He devoted all his time to deducing the Wind Law Profound Mysteries, leaving only his Saint Domain True Body to play the zither music again and again in the Listening Wind Pavilion. Sometimes the music was mournful, sometimes melodious, sometimes soaring, and sometimes low. Luo Feng found that he could more easily enter the best state of cultivation and allow his soul to deduce the profound mysteries of the laws when he played the Profound Mysteries of the Laws.
The wind rose, withered leaves fell, the music stopped abruptly, and withered Fallen Leaf drifted down from the trees outside the pavilion.
Luo Feng looked up at the sky, and with a swift movement, he was dozens of meters away. He stretched out his hands and gently caught the leaves falling from the sky. The ground was covered with withered yellow leaves, but Luo Feng walked on the ground without leaving a single footprint or stepping on a single leaf. At this moment, Luo Feng was like a gentle breeze, invisible and intangible.
As if sensing something, Luo Feng flashed back into the pavilion, his five fingers plucking the strings of the zither, and a series of solemn and resounding notes came from the Startling Cloud Zither.
"Puff!"
Starting with Luo Feng's Startling Cloud Zither type of zither), the entire space inside the pavilion was rippled by Luo Feng's music. These spatial ripples spread rapidly into the air, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, with great rhythm and appearing exceptionally harmonious.
In the blink of an eye, the spatial ripples that were still spreading in the pavilion reached thousands of meters in the air.
"Puff!"
The Level Nine Magical Beast, the Frenzied Thunder Swift Wind Eagle, shuddered and then crashed to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, he killed Level Nine Magical Beast thousands of meters away, without even using divine power. The mere fluctuations in the spatial patterns created by his playing were enough to kill the Level Nine Magical Beast. Luo Feng seemed completely unaware, continuing to play the tune at his own unhurried pace.
If this scene were witnessed, one would be astonished. After all, Battle-qi weakens continuously in the air, diminishing to a very low level after reaching a certain distance. The spatial ripples generated by Luo Feng's playing are even more easily weakened than Battle-qi. Yet, Luo Feng casually struck and killed Level Nine Magical Beast thousands of meters away with a single flick of his wrist.
The wind is ever-changing: ethereal, eerie, gentle, and fierce. It can be as tender and caring as a loving mother, or as strict and angry as a stern teacher.
After a long while, the song ended, but Luo Feng still didn't open his eyes, seemingly still savoring the feeling from just now. "Haha, yes, that's the feeling, the wind, this is the wind." Lu Foweng opened his arms, letting the wind pass by him, and muttered to himself.
"Brother, are you cultivating?" Luo Fu's voice came from below the canyon. In the Luo Clan, this entire Mist Canyon was a forbidden area for the family, and no one was allowed to come up here without permission. This was because the family's honor, their most beloved legend, Luo Feng, was cultivating here, and Luo Fu naturally wouldn't disturb Luo Feng's cultivation.
Luo Feng finally snapped out of his reverie and said with a faint smile, "Oh, it's Luo Fu. Come on up."
For Luo Fu, the Mist Canyon was reached in the blink of an eye. As soon as he arrived, Luo Fu anxiously said to Luo Feng, "Brother, look at Xiao Yu! He heard from other Saint Domain experts in seclusion that the Necropolis of the Gods is about to open, and he actually says he wants to go too! Big brother, you should try to persuade Xiao Yu. His current strength is only at the Saint Domain Peak Necropolis of the Gods. Big brother knows better than anyone how dangerous the Necropolis of the Gods is. How can Xiao Yu possibly overcome it?"
Luo Feng was taken aback. Xiao Yu was naturally referring to his nephew, Luo Yu. This guy had been a restless fellow since childhood, though he was also quite hardworking. This was evident from the fact that, apart from Luo Yu, there wasn't a single Saint Domain expert in the Luo Clan. Apart from Luo Feng and Luo Fu, among the five generations of the Luo family, only Luo Yu was a Saint Domain expert. The other members, however, were somewhat lax. Born into a family of Deity level experts, even if they were crippled, no one would dare to mess with them. Naturally, they weren't diligent in their cultivation, let alone the emergence of Saint Domain experts.
Luo Feng felt helpless about this. He couldn't possibly take care of everyone, personally teach them, or force them to become Saint Domain experts. Ultimately, cultivation depends on oneself. Of course, the Luo Clan has only existed for a short hundred years, and the oldest member is less than a hundred years old, so it's impossible for so many Saint Domain experts to be born.
Luo Feng called Luo Yu over with great interest, "Little Luo Yu, have you decided to go to the Necropolis of the Gods?"
Luo Yu met Luo Feng's gaze directly, staring at Luo Feng without backing down. "Uncle, you dared to venture into the Necropolis of the Gods alone when you were 50. I'm almost 100 now. Do you think I wouldn't dare to venture into the Necropolis of the Gods with others?"
Luo Feng looked at Luo Yu and said, "So, how do you think your strength compares to mine back then?"
Luo Yu stood there stunned for a moment, then blushed and stammered, "Not even one percent of my uncle's."
Seeing his nephew's embarrassment, Luo Feng stroked Luo Yu Yu's handsome face and laughed heartily, "Xiao Yu, your uncle was a Peak Saint Domain expert when he went to the Necropolis of the Gods the Gods. You can't even beat someone like the Pope of Light, so what makes you think you can challenge the Necropolis of the Gods?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Yu was immediately indignant, yet helpless. Born into a family of Deity level experts, with his father and uncles all being powerful figures, while he himself was merely a worm, Luo Yu felt extremely distressed. Unlike the other members of the Luo clan, he had always taken his father's achievements as his benchmark. Now, in the entire Luo Clan, he was the first and only Saint Domain- Saint Domain expert. When he tried to prove himself, he discovered that Saint Domain experts were nothing special. He continued to cultivate diligently and finally reached the Saint Domain Peak, but he still couldn't gain recognition. Luo Yu was unwilling to accept this, yet he couldn't refute it.
Seeing Luo Yu's dejected expression, Luo Feng smiled slightly and said, "There are still more than twenty years until the next opening of the Tomb of the Necropolis of the Gods. If you really want to go, from now on, I will not allow you to acknowledge me as Luo Feng's nephew and challenge Saint Domain experts. When you reach the level of Desri and Fain, I will personally take you to the Necropolis of the Gods."
Luo Yu suddenly saw a glimmer of hope and looked at Luo Feng with surprise and delight. "Uncle, are you telling the truth?"
Luo Feng nodded, Luo Fu immediately became anxious. His son's talent was much stronger than his own back then. However, he only became Deity level powerhouse after refining the Divine Spark left by his elder brother. Otherwise, becoming a god would have been a long way off. Seeing his son, who was at the Saint Domain Peak, about to venture into the Necropolis of the Gods, how could he agree? However, Luo Feng stopped him.
Watching Luo Yu Luo Feng leave, Luo Feng sighed to Luo Fu, "Luo Fu, everyone has different pursuits. If Xiao Yu wants to go, let him go. How can one become strong without experiencing the trials of blood and fire? You grew up under my protection. Do you want Xiao Yu to grow up under our protection as well? How many of the family's children have truly succeeded? Our descendants must experience blood and fire to grow up."
Luo Fu hesitated, wanting to say something but unable to; "Brother, I understand."
Luo Feng Luo Feng with his hands behind his back atop the misty peak. He had no interest in the family's affairs; whether one became a dragon or a worm ultimately depended on oneself. What Luo Feng was thinking now was whether he should leave. After he fused the four elements of Profound Mysteries, wouldn't it be time to leave anyway? Luo Feng didn't like this kind of life. He longed for a life of constantly breaking through his own limits through battles and adventures, rather than a life bound by his family.
A smile played on Luo Feng's lips, "Perhaps, Infernal Realm is the life I want." In the setting sun, Luo Feng's shadow stretched long and thin.