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Chapter 318

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A Bodhisattva was sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi tree, his body emitting a sweet fragrance. A demonic sage had descended there — this was too strange!

Chu Feng's mind was shaken. He could feel an astonishing aura blotting out the sky and covering the earth from the opposite side. It was too much for him to bear. If he hadn't carved a symbol on the ground at the critical moment, he probably wouldn't have been able to stand still.

This was a domain technique. The ineffable aura he was enduring was channeled into his feet. At this moment, he seemed to have become one with the Buddhist Pure Land and was able to resist the pressure.

On the other side, the Bodhi tree was so thick that even six or seven people wouldn't be able to wrap their arms around it. Unfortunately, it had long since withered without a single leaf and even its branches were rotting.

In the past, this was most likely a divine tree. However, it had been enduring an ineffable power all this time and had become incomparably weak. One could see that some of its branches had rotted and broken off.

How could this be?

Chu Feng observed that the Golden Bodhisattva and the Demonic Saint were motionless. It was as if a picture had been fixed there.

The terrifying aura covered the sky and earth. If not for the symbol under his feet, he would've been suppressed to the ground.

"Eh?!"

At the thought of this, he glanced at the nearby great demons of Mount Kunlun lying on the ground. Could it be that they were all suppressed like this? Was their lives in danger?!

Chu Feng was somewhat anxious but forced himself to calm down. That was because he knew that such a long time had passed. If there was any danger, everything should've happened by now.

Chu Feng strode forward, carving symbols on the ground with every step. Otherwise, he might not be able to withstand the ineffable aura.

The source was naturally the Bodhisattva and the demonic sage!

Along the way, clusters of bright flames danced about. Those were Buddhist lights, but they were burning like bonfires.

Very soon, Chu Feng was astonished. When he came closer, he saw clusters of Buddhist light. What on earth were they? They were sparkling and translucent granules, so tiny that they couldn't be seen. They were burning and hadn't extinguished even after thousands of years.

Could this be a sarira?

There had been relics that had exploded and scattered everywhere, turning into Buddhist lights and flames. After a long time, there were still some remnants of these relics that hadn't been extinguished.

This was simply a bit terrifying. Back then, just how powerful was the complete Sarira? Even a trace of the remnant could form such astonishing energy. This was just too shocking.

Chu Feng sensed carefully. He had already sensed that most of the energy in the Buddhist ruins was supplied by the Buddhist relics left behind and was diffusing out.

Fortunately, its energy was very peaceful and not accompanied by killing intent. Otherwise, this place might have turned into a dangerous place.

Chu Feng sucked in a breath of cold air. He had truly experienced how terrifying the ancient evolvers were. Compared to them, the difference in strength was too great.

He stared at the clusters of Buddhist lights. There seemed to be an old monk with a golden body sitting cross-legged in the flames. It was very blurry.

"Golden Arhat!"

Chu Feng guessed that this relic belonged to a Golden Arhat and not a Bodhisattva. For an Arhat relic to be like this really made him feel a sense of powerlessness.

He thought of Yellow Cattle's words. The so-called carefree realm cultivator could only be considered a small demon in the Star World, where the energy intensity was higher.

There must have been a great battle here in the past!

Finally approaching, Chu Feng saw the Horse King. Now, it had transformed into a ferghana horse. Its whole body was scarlet without a single strand of mixed hair. However, its figure wasn't very exaggerated and was only two heads taller than an ordinary horse.

At the same time, he saw a sparkling and translucent spider that resembled jade. He knew this was the Pan King. It was as big as a human head and not as big as he had imagined.

Next, he saw a black bear that was three meters tall. This should be Xiong Kun's grandfather, the old Black Bear King.

"They've all transformed into their true forms?!"

Chu Feng frowned. After arriving, he crouched down and found that they were still breathing. They weren't dead, but had fainted and fallen into a deep sleep.

At the same time, their bodies were empty and had lost all energy.

A bad premonition emerged in Chu Feng's heart. Could it be that these demon kings had been beaten into their true forms and their realms had been reduced to ordinary birds and beasts?

This made his heart sink and gave him a headache.

That was because, after careful examination, he found that the bodies of the kings were truly lacking energy. They were completely dried up and no different from ordinary beasts.

"Yellow cattle!"

Chu Feng finally saw the Yellow cattle. The little fellow was the same. It was no longer in human form and was over a meter long. Its whole body was golden and its fur was smooth and supple as if it was cast from gold.

Yellow cattle's breathing was steady and it wouldn't wake up no matter how much he shook it. Moreover, there was not a trace of energy in its body and its spirit was also very weak. It was no different from ordinary beasts.

Chu Feng's heart turned cold. He looked at the demon kings' true forms all over the ground and then at the Bodhisattva and demonic sage under the withered Bodhi tree in the distance. They were not moving at all.

Soon after, he saw the Mastiff King. This was a well-built Tibetan mastiff with shiny fur. Its symptoms were the same as the others — it had been beaten into an ordinary beast state.

There were birds and beasts all over the ground, lying among the rubble and lying on the ruins. All of them had revealed their true forms and could no longer maintain their human forms.

There was only one exception — the old llama. That was because his true form was a human. He sat there cross-legged in a kasaya draped over his shoulders. His body was withered and his skin was loose. His eyes were closed and he was motionless.

As a senior Buddhist monk, the old llama had also been affected. Although he was still breathing, his supposedly invincible energy had completely vanished.

He had also been beaten back to his original form and degenerated. His abilities had completely vanished!

Beside him, a majestic lion laid there, not moving at all.

"What's going on?" Chu Feng's heart sank as an ominous feeling arose in his heart. Could it be that the illustrious kings of Mount Kunlun had all been crippled?

This was truly terrible. Not a single one of them was awake, and not a single one of them had retained a powerful evolutionary energy.

"Old Black, Brother Tiger, wake up!" Chu Feng arrived in front of the black yak and shook his body. He then patted the Manchurian Tiger's head.

Following which, he kicked the Donkey King a few more times. At this point, he had reverted to his true form — an ordinary donkey.

Unfortunately, they were all motionless. It was useless even if he lifted them up and smashed them. They simply wouldn't wake up.

Similarly, Chu Feng extended his spiritual energy into their bodies to summon them, but it was also useless.

His head was about to explode. What was going on with so many demon kings?

Chu Feng got up and looked at the Bodhi tree in front of him. Perhaps the root of everything was there. He strode forward with the Thunderous on his back and the diamond chakram in his hand.

Boom!

Suddenly, his eyes went wide and his body went rigid. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

An astonishing transformation was taking place in front of him. It was as though the heavens and earth were being split apart.

The Bodhi tree was so large that it would take six or seven people to wrap their arms around it. It had originally rotted and died, but now, it was sprouting with vitality and overflowing with green radiance.

Additionally, a Buddhist light appeared on the Bodhi tree and illuminated all directions. Golden radiance shot out from the green leaves in all directions.

What was going on?!

Chu Feng's state of mind fluctuated violently. He was unable to shift his eyes away. Between the branches and leaves, ancient books appeared one after another, their pages automatically flipping with a crashing sound.

Following which, the deafening sound of scriptures caused his spirit to surge. He wanted to connect with the ancient tree.

"Is this a mysterious breathing technique?" His eyes were somewhat spirited as he stared at the ancient tree.

Soon after, he fell into a daze. His entire spirit was about to merge with the ancient tree.

"No, my physical and spiritual energy are about to be sucked dry. They're about to enter the ancient tree. This is …"

In his daze, Chu Feng recalled the symptoms of Yellow Cattle and the old llama. He quickly forced himself to break free from the suction force and break free from the vortex of Buddhist light.

"No!" he shouted.

However, a golden vortex of Buddhist light surged over and swallowed him up.

"Little Feng, wake up!" Indistinctly, he heard a voice calling out to him. It was very anxious and also very sad.

After an unknown period of time, Chu Feng opened his eyes and saw the sunlight shining in through the window. He was lying on a pure white bed. This seemed to be a sickroom.

Chu Feng sat up in confusion. How did he get here? His head was aching and many of his memories seemed to have become blurry.

"Ah, Little Feng, you're finally awake!" His mother, Wang Jing, entered the sickroom. The things she was holding in her hands fell to the ground. She rushed over with tears on her face, crying and laughing at the same time.

"Mom, what's wrong? Don't cry, I'm fine," Chu Feng consoled.

"Child, you made us worried to death. You went to Tibet for a vacation and fainted at the edge of the desert. You scared us to death," Wang Jing said while crying.

"Ah?!"

Chu Feng was shocked. He went on a vacation and then fainted in Tibet?

"Yes, an old herdsman saved you. After that, we rushed to the western region and sent you to the hospital. It's been half a year and you've been in a coma all this time." Wang Jing's emotions were fluctuating violently as tears fell continuously.

Chu Feng was dumbfounded. What was going on?

He had indeed gone to Tibet for a vacation in the past. Some memories surfaced in his mind. In the end, he went to Mount Kunlun. After that, the world changed and many things happened.

"Mom, that's not right. I should have fainted in an ancient temple. That place was illuminated by the Buddha's aura. Oh right, where's Yellow Cattle? How are the black yak and the others?" He hurriedly asked.

"What are you talking about? When you were in a coma, you kept talking in your sleep. Sometimes, you would say some strange names. Why are you still like this now that you've woken up? Son, what's wrong with you? Do you still recognize me?" Wang Jing's face was full of worry.

Soon after, the doctor came.

"The patient's head was injured. Due to the severe stimulation, there are some mental disturbances. Don't worry, he will slowly recover."

After the doctor arrived, he gave Chu Feng a thorough examination. Finally, he quietly said this to Wang Jing.

"What about the energy in my body, my flying sword, and the black substance that's bothering me?" Chu Feng was extremely puzzled.

Soon after, Chu Zhiyuan came.

In the next few days, Chu Feng was completely dumbfounded. He strongly requested to be discharged from the hospital. He understood that the world had never changed. The only thing that changed was himself. He was injured in Tibet and fainted there.

Half a month later, his parents had a heart-to-heart talk with him.

"Son, don't think too much. You will slowly recover. Perhaps, there really is a reincarnation cycle. When you were in a coma and lost your soul, you went through a reincarnation cycle."

In the next few months, Chu Feng was a little depressed. No matter where he went, he wanted to find traces of the world changing. But in the end, he failed.

This was a real world, not a dream. There was no illusion. He was a modern man. Yellow cattle, black yak, and everything else did not exist.

Once, Chu Feng used the pain of cutting his wrist to test whether he had fallen into an inexplicable state. The result was that it scared Wang Jing so much that she sent him to the hospital.

"Son, why are you so stupid? Don't take things too hard. Cutting one's wrist is the behavior of a coward!"

Chu Feng was confused. The Yellow cattle, the path of evolution, and the last trip to the Himalayas were all fake. These people and things did not exist in reality.

"There is a parallel universe. Perhaps, your spirit has wandered into another space and time and finally came back."

In the end, this was what a professional said when he conversed with him.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible!"

Chu Feng could not hold it in any longer and shouted continuously.

However, the breathing technique he had memorized was useless. He did not have the so-called energy in his body and could not evolve in this world.

Just like that, he was muddle-headed for a period of time before finally accepting reality. He had once had an inexplicable experience. Although it was real, it was only an illusion.

Before long, Chu Feng went to work. After that, everything was like an ordinary person. He got married, had children, and slowly grew old.

Decades later, his hair had turned white, but he could not forget that he once had such a real experience. This was a knot in his heart.

"This is life, plain but real."

One day, when he could no longer walk, he still felt regret and couldn't let go of it. He could not help but sigh. This kind of experience was normal and real.

"It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this!"

In the last moments of his life, he was still unwilling to give up. He shouted with all his might. Although his voice was weak, his spiritual fluctuations were incomparably intense.

"Go back, it's real. I want to return to the real world, this damned dream!"

At the final juncture, he didn't care anymore. Even though the end of his life had arrived, he still firmly believed that what he had experienced was real.

With a bang, Chu Feng's body swayed. He opened his eyes and found that he was not too far away from the Bodhi tree. His body was still young and there were some birds and beasts lying in disarray in the distance.

"The Bodhi tree, also known as the Tree of Enlightenment, can help one achieve the dao."

Chu Feng looked at the ancient tree. At this time, its leaves were withering and rotting, returning to a withered state.

"The Bodhi tree has been reversed. The Tree of Enlightenment has become a tree that makes people doubt their own dao fate. I've always had doubts about my own path of evolution. Today, it has magnified my doubts," Chu Feng muttered to himself.

That was because he was a modern person who only believed in science.

That reincarnation experience made his heart palpitate. It made him rejoice, but it also frightened him. His emotions were complicated.

He could imagine that regardless of whether it was Yellow Cattle or the old llama, they must have experienced their own reincarnations. The doubts in their hearts toward the dao had been magnified limitlessly. Now, they were also struggling and lost.

He looked at the black yak, the Manchurian Tiger, the Elder Lion, and the other beasts. Their greatest doubt was how could ordinary beasts evolve into high-level lifeforms?

So, they had all revealed their true forms and denied themselves? This frightened Chu Feng.

This place seemed peaceful, but it was extremely dangerous!

Under the Bodhi tree, the golden Bodhisattva could already be seen. He was very young and merciful. His body had been pierced by the spear. The demonic saint was tall and powerful. Blood was dripping from his forehead after being grazed by a finger, but it didn't pierce through.

Why were they frozen here?

At this time, the black substance within Chu Feng's body had transformed into a silvery white color. Then, it rapidly reversed at an astonishing rate.

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