Chapter 124: The Mystery of the Star Tower

Inside Luo Feng's cave dwelling.

Mo Luo Sa and Mo Yu Qingyan, this de facto master-disciple pair, were eating and drinking.

"Qingyan," Mo Luo Sa gnawed on a large chunk of meat with satisfaction, "your master is now a Transcendent of the Chaotic Realm. Even the resources I casually grant you are beyond what Eternal True Gods strive for. You, a mere Void True God, must seize this opportunity—don't waste your master's efforts."

"I understand," Mo Yu Qingyan knew that, as a disciple of a Transcendent of the Chaotic Realm, his strength was indeed too weak.

"And!" Mo Luo Sa said, "in Chu Capital, many great clans have invited you to banquets—numerous daughters of noble families are drawn to you… you must stay clear-headed."

Mo Yu Qingyan offered a forced smile.

The fact that some noble daughters actively threw themselves at him did stir something in Mo Yu Qingyan, who came from the small town of Hu Yang.

"Cultivators have infinite lifespans—women aren't necessary," Mo Luo Sa said. "Look at me. Look at Yuan. Look at your master! None of us have women! Why? Women distract your focus in cultivation!"

Mo Yu Qingyan froze, startled.

That was true!

His master, Luo Sashen, Yuan Shenjun—they all had no women.

"Cultivation demands focus!" Mo Luo Sa said.

"But many cultivators marry," Mo Yu Qingyan couldn't help saying. During his time in Chu Capital, two noble daughters had stirred his heart deeply.

"You understand the principle. Do as you see fit," Mo Luo Sa rose.

Mo Yu Qingyan sat alone.

He had seen many married couples—his own parents, for instance, who had been willing to die for each other, nurturing their children through thick and thin.

"I'll wait a little longer. I'll watch more," Mo Yu Qingyan felt he'd been blinded lately—he couldn't see the true hearts of those women.

Mo Luo Sa stepped out and immediately saw his master, Luo Feng, descending from the high sky.

"Master," Mo Luo Sa hurried forward.

"Come with me," Luo Feng smiled mysteriously.

Seeing his master's smile, Mo Luo Sa's heart stirred—he immediately suppressed his joy and followed Luo Feng to the quiet chamber.

…

The quiet chamber, one level within the Star Tower, was Mo Luo Sa's exclusive cultivation space.

Luo Feng and Mo Luo Sa were both here now.

"I went out this time and killed a top-tier Chaotic Realm cultivator," Luo Feng said to Mo Luo Sa. "He cultivated the Path of Life's Origin—his physical form was uniquely special."

With a wave of his hand, the massive corpse of Bei Yu Dasheng landed in this level of space.

Mo Luo Sa's eyes instantly lit up.

He sensed the corpse's terrifying aura—far stronger than the faint Chaotic Bloodline that Xue Yun had barely broken through before death.

"Killing a Chaotic Realm cultivator and still getting a corpse?" Mo Luo Sa was delighted.

Normally, if the opponent had a resurrection vessel, even a sliver of consciousness could trigger the complete collapse of their true body.

Thus, Chaotic Realm corpses were exceedingly rare.

"Since becoming Chaotic Realm, my progress has been slow," Mo Luo Sa couldn't help saying. "I've only been able to absorb heavenly energy. Finally, I can make a major leap in power."

Mo Luo Sa's absorption of heavenly energy wasn't slow—he could absorb the energy reserves of a perfect Chaotic Realm body in roughly one cycle. But heavenly energy was pure energy, offering only weak assistance.

A strong cultivator's corpse, however, contained their own laws, greatly aiding the growth of one's inner "Realm."

"Cultivate slowly," Luo Feng smiled, then left this level of space.

Mo Luo Sa immediately activated a secret technique. The massive corpse of Bei Yu Dasheng began to be absorbed and digested. Parts of the Life's Origin Path's mysteries within the corpse started merging into Mo Luo Sa's inner "Realm," causing it to grow at an excruciatingly slow pace.

As the Realm grew, Mo Luo Sa naturally gained deeper insights into the Destruction Origin Path's mysteries.

Normal cultivators tended to focus on specific branches of the Destruction Origin Path. Mo Luo Sa, however, was simultaneously comprehending every branch, advancing comprehensively.

…

The Star Tower—Luo Feng's exclusive cultivation space.

Luo Feng began studying the "Severing Seven-Two Blades."

Previously, Luo Feng had never received a Divine King-level inheritance tied to the Destruction Origin Path. His earlier cultivation, the "Nine Breaking Blades," was created by a cultivator who himself was only a Chaotic Realm—someone who hadn't even fully understood a single branch of the Destruction Origin Path. The blade techniques left behind… Luo Feng had found them baffling.

Even with his powerful mental will, and even after observing Mo Luo Sa's manifestations of the Destruction Origin Path, his progress had remained slow.

"This is true Dao inheritance!"

As he carefully studied the first volume of "Severing Seven-Two Blades," the vast inheritance of the "Splitting Heaven" branch filled Luo Feng with tears.

The creator of "Severing Seven-Two Blades" had reached an impossibly high realm—he explained the "Splitting Heaven" branch from countless angles, with crystal-clear clarity. Many of Luo Feng's confusions since becoming Chaotic Realm vanished naturally.

Luo Feng's understanding of the "Splitting Heaven" branch advanced continuously.

Luo Feng studied slowly, examining every sentence of the inheritance before moving to the next. Under such meticulous study, it took nearly half a cycle to fully examine the "Splitting Heaven" and "Dark Heaven" branches.

After studying them once, Luo Feng felt as if reborn.

"So this is how the Splitting Heaven and Dark Heaven branches truly are," Luo Feng thought. Previously, he had seen them through a fog, full of confusion—but now he clearly saw their paths. Even the deepest branch, Splitting Heaven, he had already grasped over half.

Of course, this was the easiest half—the deeper levels were far harder! Many Chaotic Realm peak cultivators were trapped at the final bottleneck, the last step preventing them from becoming Divine Kings.

"A truly top-tier inheritance helps immensely," Luo Feng reflected. Before becoming Chaotic Realm, he hadn't worried about inheritance—Duan Donghe's lineage and his master's Shan Ke's lineage had been sufficient. He hadn't understood why so many Eternal True Gods craved an inheritance.

Only after becoming Chaotic Realm did he feel the difference between having and lacking an inheritance!

Whoosh~~~

Luo Feng sat there, his palm gliding gently through space, slicing through layer upon layer as easily as cutting tofu.

"Understanding the operation of rules allows one unit of force to achieve a millionfold effect. This is the Dao," Luo Feng smiled.

Suddenly—

A vast river of silver blade-light appeared in this space of the Star Tower—twenty thousand "Yin-Yang Particle" forms of silver blade-light, terrifying in power, each one executing the "River of Blades" technique.

"River of Blades" was Luo Feng's most simplified, basic Chaotic Realm blade technique—simple, so it imposed minimal mental burden.

"Boom!" The space within this level of the Star Tower collapsed into chaos, all layers annihilated—only the thick world membrane remained.

"The River of Blades can be even simpler, purer."

!.

With deeper understanding of the Splitting Heaven and Dark Heaven branches, Luo Feng began integrating these insights into the River of Blades, gradually infusing it with simple applications of both branches.

The most basic applications imposed little mental burden, yet even increased the technique's power slightly.

"Let's see how many River of Blades I can now unleash simultaneously," Luo Feng thought.

Thirty thousand silver blade-lights tore through the space.

Forty thousand… fifty thousand…

It climbed all the way to eighty-three thousand silver blade-lights before Luo Feng felt his mental burden become overwhelming.

"After half a cycle of studying 'Severing Seven-Two Blades,' the insights from Splitting Heaven and Dark Heaven have let me control so many blade-lights?" Luo Feng couldn't help but rejoice—this power had increased several times over.

"If I reach Chaotic Realm peak in both Splitting Heaven and Dark Heaven, how many blade-lights could I control?" Luo Feng wondered, curious about his own limit at the Chaotic Realm level.

"Hmm?"

Luo Feng suddenly looked at this space, startled and puzzled.

"My silver blade-lights have increased several times over. Compared to a being at the first level of Divine King, my technique may lack subtlety—but its pure power is certainly not inferior," Luo Feng knew this clearly.

Each unit of silver blade-light in Yin-Yang Particle form, when executing "River of Blades," could match the full-power strike of a mid-tier Chaotic Realm cultivator, burning their divine power to the limit.

Eighty-three thousand such cultivators united? In pure power, they rivaled a first-level Divine King.

"The Star Tower was forged by my master," Luo Feng thought. "My master is only a first-level Divine King. The Star Tower he forged… should be a first-level Divine King artifact."

"The long rod I obtained from Chu Yuan Marquis was also a first-level Divine King weapon."

"As a first-level Divine King artifact, the Star Tower should withstand my full attack—but it should still feel some pressure."

"I've struck with all my strength time and again, yet the Star Tower felt not the slightest pressure."

"Every time I strike with full force, the Star Tower feels no pressure at all."

Luo Feng had never noticed this before—his power wasn't enough. Now, nearing first-level Divine King strength, he had discovered this anomaly.

Luo Feng stepped forward and punched the inner wall of the Star Tower; the wall trembled slightly and effortlessly dissipated the impact. Gradually increasing his explosive power, his punches grew heavier and heavier.

Luo Feng stepped forward and punched the inner wall of the Star Tower. The wall trembled slightly, effortlessly dissipating the impact. Luo Feng gradually increased his power, his fist growing heavier.

Until he unleashed his full force—hundreds of billions of units of Transformation Law energy.

With eighty-three thousand units of silver blade-light, Luo Feng could execute the Chaotic Realm technique "River of Blades." But when unleashing hundreds of billions of units of Transformation Law, he could only manage the crudest strikes—yet the force was immense, crashing against the wall with thunderous force.

The wall still trembled only slightly, effortlessly neutralizing the impact.

"What? Even my full-force melee strike can't budge it even a little?" Luo Feng couldn't believe it.

"That means, if I were trapped inside, I couldn't escape."

"Even a being ten or a hundred times stronger than me, if trapped here, might not get out." As the Star Tower's master, Luo Feng could sense that his attacks were still far, far below its maximum capacity.

How far beyond, he couldn't say. He only knew that even his full power caused the Star Tower no pressure.

Luo Feng refused to believe: "A first-level Divine King artifact cannot be this strong!"

This defied common sense.

A first-level Divine King artifact would require constant divine energy expenditure to suppress beings of the same level.

"My master, Shan Ke—he's just the ruler of a marginal kingdom on the Origin Continent," Luo Feng mused. "He once mentioned that during the forging of the Star Tower, an accident occurred—a golden light merged into the Star Tower, accelerating its formation…"

Back then, when Luo Feng had discussed this with his master, he hadn't noticed anything odd.

A Divine King conducting alchemy exerts such strict control over the environment—how could an anomaly have merged into the Star Tower? Clearly, the anomaly's appearance exceeded the Divine King's control over the environment.

A Divine King forging an artifact exerts absolute control over the environment—how could an accident occur, allowing an alien substance to merge into the Star Tower? Clearly, the appearance of this substance exceeded even a Divine King's environmental control.

"This Star Tower…" Luo Feng carefully sensed it. As a treasure that had accompanied him for eons, he had never realized it held such mystery.

【99】 (End of Chapter)