Chapter 337: The Deepest Depths of Fate

Yet, it was precisely within such a terrifying River of Fate that Wu Feng, under the power of the Origin Divine Pearl, was constantly surging against the current.

Countless beings still existing within the River of Fate were shocked to see him.

What kind of power could possibly allow one to survive in the River of Fate like this?

It can be said that if it were any other Heavenly Dao-level or even Great Dao-level powerhouse using the Origin Divine Pearl, they would not be in the same situation as Wu Feng is now.

For them, finding the origin constitution most suitable for themselves would be quite rapid.

But Wu Feng is different.

He is currently only a Daluo Jinxian powerhouse.

Daluo Jinxian is truly just the starting point of strength.

Placed in the current Journey to the West World, although the strength of a Daluo Jinxian is not bad, it cannot determine one's own fate.

Only a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian can barely manage that.

Therefore, a Daluo Jinxian really does not count for much.

Not to mention that within this River of Fate, even a world like the Primordial World can only sink to the bottom of the river, unable to create the slightest ripple in such a long river.

Weak worlds like those in the Myriad Heavens and Worlds count for even less in this River of Fate.

But occasionally, it seems one can see some unimaginable existences struggling out of this River of Fate, transcending it.

And these have nothing to do with Wu Feng; he is merely moving forward passively under the power of the Origin Divine Pearl, constantly advancing into the depths of this River of Fate.

Constantly delving deep into the River of Fate—even those existences that have detached from the river would not dare to do this.

Because as one delves deeper into the River of Fate, the river becomes even more terrifying; the power contained within it is such that even a Great Dao-level powerhouse would likely only sink into it.

Icy, freezing, pitch-black.

As he continuously delved into the River of Fate, Wu Feng, enveloped by the Origin Divine Pearl, had this intuitive feeling.

At this very moment, looking out, the entire River of Fate was pitch-black; there were no living beings, no worlds, and any concept of time or space did not exist in this river.

At the same time, the power of origin enveloping Wu Feng was also constantly weakening, the light growing dimmer and dimmer, and the speed of advancement becoming slower and slower.

Wu Feng understood that it would not be long before the limit of the Origin Divine Pearl was reached.

By that time, the Origin Divine Pearl would return to the reality of Wu Feng's world with the most powerful force from that stage of fate, carrying Wu Feng's soul and physical body to grow continuously.

It can be said that because Wu Feng's own power was insufficient, it did not weaken the power of the Origin Divine Pearl in the slightest.

Otherwise, the Origin Divine Pearl could not have carried Wu Feng to this depth.

The stronger one's strength, although one can also obtain benefits using the Origin Divine Pearl, more benefits are impossible.

Coupled with the uniqueness of Wu Feng's grocery store, even if he himself were constantly shuttling through the River of Fate, those legendary powerhouses could not enter reality to erase Wu Feng.

If it were someone else doing this, they might face danger at any moment.

One can only say, this is a matter of time and fate.

However, the grocery store itself was Wu Feng's greatest confidence.

Otherwise, how could he have used the Origin Divine Pearl without any protection at all?

For some reason, that is because he is invincible within the grocery store.

Even a Heavenly Dao-level powerhouse could not possibly have the slightest power to resist.

As for what would happen with a Great Dao-level powerhouse, Wu Feng had not tried it, so naturally, he did not know.

But although he hadn't tried it, Wu Feng still had some confidence in the grocery store.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Carrying a trace of Wu Feng's soul consciousness, the power of the Origin Divine Pearl continued to move forward.

The pitch-black River of Fate appeared extremely terrifying at this moment.

This is the depth of fate where countless worlds, countless gods, countless Great Dao laws, and so on, cannot exist.

"It's about to dissipate."

The light on his soul consciousness flickered, appearing as if it were about to dissipate soon.

This gave Wu Feng a subconscious feeling.

He knew that his destination had been reached.

Even if there were secrets in the depths of the River of Fate, or how much further it went, his journey ended on this day.

As for the next time, when Wu Feng would be able to enter this ancient River of Fate, Wu Feng did not know.

There are many Rivers of Fate.

Like the River of Fate of the Primordial World, like the River of Fate of the Chaos World.

But this ancient River of Fate seemed supreme, possessing that uniqueness.

Therefore, such a unique ancient River of Fate.

Wu Feng did not know when he would enter it next time.

Clearly, from the observation just now, even a Great Dao powerhouse could only barely maintain a chance to survive slightly in the River of Fate.

As long as the river became slightly more turbulent, these Great Dao powerhouses would also sink into the River of Fate.

As for Hunyuan Daluo or Heavenly Dao powerhouses, even in this river, their imprint of fate is just a speck of dust.

This is like the silt accumulated in the River of Fate.

Perhaps one grain of silt is the Primordial World; then, in such a long River of Fate, how much silt is there?

Not to mention the Chaos World, which can only sink to the bottom of the river in this River of Fate.

"This journey should end now." Wu Feng's soul fluctuated gently.

It can be said that this journey made Wu Feng understand even more that the world is unimaginably vast.

The so-called Hunyuan powerhouses, Heavenly Dao powerhouses, and even Great Dao powerhouses do not count for much.

Above them, there are likely even more terrifying realms and even more powerful existences, which goes without saying.

"Thump, thump..."

Suddenly, a sound of impact rang in Wu Feng's ears.

The light of the Origin Divine Pearl seemed to have hit something that was confining it.

"Is this the end?" The feeling transmitted from his soul made Wu Feng pause.

Could it be that the Origin Divine Pearl had been carrying him forward in the River of Fate, and they had finally reached the very beginning of fate?

If so, in a way, it made Wu Feng slightly disappointed.

Is the source of the River of Fate so unremarkable?

Of course, if those powerhouses who could detach from the River of Fate knew Wu Feng's thoughts, they would probably really complain.

How could this be unremarkable?

The icy aura contained in this River of Fate is enough to annihilate and kill them all.

Therefore, even those powerhouses who could detach from the River of Fate would not want to enter its depths.

This is purely seeking death, and doing so actively.

Now that Wu Feng can enter here, it only shows the magic of the Origin Divine Pearl.

This is not to say that the power of the Origin Divine Pearl exceeds those powerhouses, but rather the uniqueness of its power.

It seems that the River of Fate's erosive nature towards the Origin River is not strong.

That is why it could carry Wu Feng forward all the way; he did not know how much distance he had traveled, nor did he know how much time had passed.

In such a river.

The concept of time is completely non-existent.