Chapter 380 - 17, Knife

The silver-haired woman and Luo Feng walked deep into the large Primordial Hall, where space-time transformed with each step they took.

“Hmm?” Luo Feng noticed in the distance, a fiery and fierce figure within a space cage. Flames surged from its entire body, and even its breath carried Primordial Force. It was climbing with irritation, looking distantly at Luo Feng.

Just being stared at by it, Luo Feng felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart.

“The gap is huge.”

“The breath it exhales could turn me to ashes. One claw from it, and even thousands upon thousands of me would be annihilated.”

At this moment, Luo Feng was very certain.

His own energy reserve of twelve billion times should, in terms of size, reach one or two-tenths of this Destructive Demon God’s power! But in terms of ‘quality’, the gap was too vast. As a result, no matter how many of himself faced a real high-level Primordial Life, there was no chance of resistance!

“Jumping out of the Braided Cage, that’s a qualitative change,” Luo Feng thought to himself.

He now had the confidence to use three types of high-level Primordial Bloodline to jump out of the Braided Cage!

But Luo Feng was not in a hurry to choose.

He needed to first achieve Perfection in the Life and Death Dao, allowing himself to be led by Senior Yuan and others. By then, he should know the most suitable way to jump out of the Braided Cage!

“This is a high-level Primordial Life,” the silver-haired woman said beside him. “In the Infinite Primordial Space, low-level Primordial Life is countless and weak. Only high-level Primordial Life can garner some attention and have some effect in the camp wars.”

Luo Feng understood.

Low-level Primordial Life had no role in camp wars.

“World-level Primordial Life is already a strong force on each side. Regular conflicts generally only involve world-level Primordial powers,” said the silver-haired woman.

Luo Feng also knew.

High-level Primordial Life, world-level Primordial powers, and Primordial Lords. These are the three major levels for cultivators after jumping out of the Braided Cage, with vast differences.

“Once the Lords join the battle,” the silver-haired woman’s voice turned cold, “it signifies the start of war! And right now, it is during wartime.”

Luo Feng listened.

“In camp wars, our losses are significant, with even vast world groups completely losing grip, and many Source Worlds becoming food for the Innate Primordial Life,” the silver-haired woman said indifferently. “But the Innate Primordial Life camp also suffers severe losses. The lowest-level ‘high-level Primordial life,’ the deaths number in the billions. We have also slain many world-level Primordial Life. The seven world-level Primordial corpses placed in the large Primordial Hall of the Dark Sacred Realm were freshly killed in a war tens of thousands of epochs ago.”

Luo Feng was somewhat surprised.

Seven world-level Primordial Life corpses, killed just tens of thousands of epochs ago?

“Even the Primordial Ancestor has been slain,” the silver-haired woman looked at Luo Feng, “This war is different from before; the Innate Primordial Life camp disregards casualties and attacks at all costs, and all the cultivator camp can do is face the battle!”

“Is the situation very bad?” Luo Feng asked.

“Very bad.”

The silver-haired woman looked at Luo Feng, “Cultivator Luo Feng, a Fusion Dao cultivator, when you are guided, you’ll know more!”

“You know I cultivate the Fusion Dao?” Luo Feng looked at her.

“Of course I know.”

The silver-haired woman gazed at Luo Feng, “Every puppet life in the large Primordial Hall is a part of me. As the Guardian of the Dark Sacred Realm, nothing can be hidden from me.”

“You have great potential, and in the future, you will also be an important force in our cultivator camp,” the silver-haired woman said, “But right now, you are still too weak.”

She led Luo Feng forward.

Luo Feng looked at the surrounding space cages, each one holding a high-level Primordial Life, each one bringing an intense oppressive feeling to Luo Feng.

Yet these terrifying existences are but the lowest-ranked soldiers on the camp battlefield.

“Jumping out of the Braided Cage and merely becoming a high-level Primordial wouldn’t be valuable to the entire cultivation camp at all,” Luo Feng thought, recognizing he needed to become stronger.

The further he went, the more high-level Primordial prisoners he saw. Facing the gaze of hundreds of high-level Primordial Life was also a test of Spiritual Will. Yet Luo Feng walked the entire path calmly.

In any case, they were just a bunch of prisoners and couldn’t hurt him one bit.

“Aside from the Primordial prisoners, what else do you want to see?” the silver-haired woman asked.

“Take a look at the corpses of the Primordial life,” Luo Feng said.

The silver-haired woman nodded.

Through the change in space-time, Luo Feng soon found himself before the corpses of high-level Primordial Life.

“In the war, the corpses of high-level Primordial Life were too many, and they’ve all been left for the cultivators to exchange,” the silver-haired woman said, “Just one trillion Primordial Crystals can exchange for one high-level Primordial Life corpse. Many cultivators join forces to exchange for one corpse.”

Luo Feng knew of this.

One trillion Primordial Crystals for a high-level Primordial Life corpse might seem high. But in reality, dozens or even over a hundred cultivators could jointly purchase a corpse, and after research, the materials from the corpse could earn back most of the cost, making the price not too steep.

“Too many corpses.”

Luo Feng looked at the massive corpses resembling connected mountain ranges, each one emitting a blend of resentment, despair, and anger. The congregation of so many corpses’ grievances felt oppressive to Luo Feng.

After a long while, he finished viewing all the high-level Primordial Life corpses displayed in the large Primordial Hall.

“This is—”

Luo Feng saw it.

Seven colossal corpses, each larger than the Land of Origin’s mainland.

Compared to them, those high-level Primordial Life were negligible.

They ranged from five-thousandths of the entire Source World’s size of the Land of Origin, to a maximum of two percent!

“Too massive,” Luo Feng looked up in awe, “The hidden space within the large Primordial Hall can be so vast as to effortlessly contain seven massive corpses.”

Facing these seven world-level Primordial Life corpses, Luo Feng truly felt as if he were confronting the Source World.

The sense of oppression is too strong.

At this level, I’m afraid a mere glance could turn me to ashes.

Yet in the war between camps, they still perished!

“Even thousands of High-level Primordial Lives can’t withstand a single move in front of a World-level Primordial,” the silver-haired woman said. “The gap between major levels is immense.”

Luo Feng nodded, he could see that.

“On the camp battlefield, even Primordial Ancestors have fallen. Only the lords from our Cultivator Camp have never died in battle,” the silver-haired woman said confidently. “The war between the two camps has lasted for endless ages, even though we are currently at an absolute disadvantage. But I believe ultimately, we the Cultivators will win, because our lords are undying.”

Luo Feng knew that some Primordial Ancestors indeed perished in battle; the Blood Scale of his Star Tower came from one such Primordial Ancestor.

“The lords are undying, yet we’re still at an absolute disadvantage?” Luo Feng couldn’t help but speak, even our people admit to being at an absolute disadvantage—how disadvantaged must we be?

The silver-haired woman hesitated slightly, then sighed softly.

“Once you’re guided, you’ll understand,” the silver-haired woman didn’t explain further.

The only boast-worthy aspect of the Cultivator Camp is that our lords are undying! It allows Cultivators to still believe in eventual victory and to fight without reservation.

At this moment, Luo Feng knew the Cultivator Camp was at a disadvantage but wasn’t very clear on the real situation within the Infinite Primordial Space.

…

Later, Luo Feng observed various treasures and Secret Treasures. As long as they were stored in the large Primordial Hall, he’d seen them all.

“You’ve seen all the treasures and Secret Treasures,” the silver-haired woman looked at Luo Feng, “Is there anything you want to redeem?”

“Treasures valued over ten million battle merits aren’t stored here?” Luo Feng asked.

The redemption prices for Secret Treasures ranged from ten thousand to fifty million battle merits.

“Yes, the large Primordial Hall continuously stores only Secret Treasures below ten million battle merits,” the silver-haired woman said. “As for those above ten million battle merits, each one is immensely valuable, possibly equivalent to a World-level Primordial Life Corpse. So they’re specially stored, not in the Dark Sacred Realm.”

Luo Feng understood.

He had noticed.

Treasures valued above ten million battle merits correspond to Secret Treasures worth more than a hundred thousand Infinite Space Reward Points, not lesser than the Eye of Life and Death. Some may even be more precious!

“Each Cultivator can only purchase one Secret Treasure above ten million battle merits, and trading is prohibited,” Luo Feng sighed inwardly.

The Infinite Space Reward Point redemption doesn’t limit the number of purchases but restricts point acquisition.

“You can study it carefully.”

The silver-haired woman smiled slightly, then left.

…

Luo Feng returned to the Cave mansion within the large Primordial Hall, ready to redeem treasures and Secret Treasures anytime, and studied the detailed information of each Secret Treasure above ten million battle merits.

“My ‘Life and Death Dao’ has gone slightly astray,” as Luo Feng accumulated more insights, he realized this too.

“My cultivation path is most deeply influenced by the Star Tower! Back on the Land of Origin, I meticulously observed that Blood Scale. It was like a beacon in the dark, guiding my way,” Luo Feng frowned. “But in that Blood-colored Scale, the Secret Patterns I observed showed 34.2% Life-related, while Destruction-related merely occupied 9.2%.”

“Using it as guidance led my Life and Death Dao to lean more towards Life.”

Luo Feng pursued the ultimate immense Life Form, then transformed its power into Destruction, naturally possessing immense destructive prowess.

Yet this path inherently leans more towards Life.

In the Divine King Stage of cultivation, it already favors Life.

“Strictly speaking, my Life and Death Dao is seventy percent Life and thirty percent Destruction combined.”

“From the very beginning, influenced by the Star Tower, my direction skewed. I can’t retrace my steps; I can only forge ahead,” Luo Feng understood clearly—there’s no such thing as a wrong path.

Even pure Life can aim for the highest level.

Seventy percent Life, thirty percent Destruction can still reach ‘Half Primordial,’ still able to proceed further.

“I still need a Secret Treasure that aligns with the Blood Scale of the Star Tower to corroborate each other,” Luo Feng thought, corroborating each other can also broaden his horizons.

“This Secret Treasure needs to possess the mystique of the Primordial Ancestor Level, containing Life and Death, yet inclined towards Destruction,” Luo Feng considered.

The Blood-colored Scale centers on Life.

The other treasure should focus on Destruction.

With both for reference.

His Life and Death Dao could be pursued more smoothly.

“From this angle, it should be this one.”

Luo Feng took a fancy to one of the Secret Treasures.

Sky Splitting Saber: A weapon naturally nurtured in a Mysterious Land within the Infinite Primordial Space, containing the highest-level Destruction mystique, yet amid endless terrifying destruction, it harbors vitality. This saber, suitable for Cultivators of the ‘Destruction Path’ and ‘Life Path’ to redeem, requires 30 million battle merits for exchange.

“Containing the highest-level Destruction mystique, yet harboring vitality? With Destruction dominant and Life supplementary? This is it,” Luo Feng chose it; he indeed favored sabers but had never encountered a suitable saber-type Secret Treasure.

This time he finally found it!

“Cultivator Luo Feng, are you sure you want to redeem the Sky Splitting Saber?” a gentle voice arose.

“I’m sure,” Luo Feng replied.

“The Sky Splitting Saber, should it be transmitted to the Dark Sacred Realm or your homeland, the Source World?” the gentle voice asked. “Although the Sky Splitting Saber isn’t crafted from Innate Primordial Life Materials, its value is extremely high, posing potential risks outside the Source World.”

“Transmit it to my homeland Source World,” Luo Feng said.

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