Chapter 339: Bottleneck

A drop of water enveloped Luo Feng, traversing the Primal Universe at extreme velocity.

"Each time I observe the Primal Universe, I am struck by its awe-inspiring vastness," Luo Feng mused, gazing at the distant, colossal Origin World. In the blink of an eye, the water droplet propelled him far beyond it.

"We, the lifeforms confined within this cage, require the protection of a world. We either reside within an Origin World or within the worlds crafted by Senior Yuan and others," Luo Feng contemplated. "Beyond the confines of a world, it wouldn't take long for us to perish."

The Primal Universe was boundless, teeming with relentless, untamed Primal Power. This power was far from the refined, docile energy of Primal Crystals; it was a force that relentlessly eroded life.

Only by transcending this cage could one hope to survive for extended periods within the Primal Universe.

"Even my observations of the Primal Universe fall far short of even a ten-thousandth of its true extent," Luo Feng mused, recalling his detailed scrutiny of the Primal Universe from his home, the Origin Continent, aided by the Eye of Creation and Destruction.

Through the Eye of Creation and Destruction, the Primal Universe revealed a tapestry of countless layers, a spectacle of breathtaking beauty. Energy traversed these countless layers, giving rise to diverse forms and fostering the proliferation of various beings.

Without the Eye of Creation and Destruction, Luo Feng's current perspective would render the Primal Universe as a realm of somber obscurity, punctuated only by the occasional glimpse of colossal entities.

"Hmm?"

Luo Feng noticed a swirling vortex of mist, roughly one-tenth the size of the Origin Continent. From within the vortex emerged a misty head, its gaze fixed in Luo Feng's direction.

"Judging by its size, it should be a high-level Primal Lifeform," Luo Feng surmised.

Encounters with high-level Primal Lifeforms were occasional during these transmissions.

Encounters with World-level Primal Lifeforms, however, were exceedingly rare.

Of course, for those like Luo Feng confined within the cage, assessing strength was straightforward – simply by size!

Legends spoke of Primal Ancestors, beings slightly smaller than an entire Origin World, the most terrifying entities of all.

Those comparable in size to the Origin Continent were likely World-level Primal Lifeforms.

And those akin to a fraction of the Origin Continent were generally high-level Primal Lifeforms.

Such assessments, of course, were not without potential errors. Some formidable beings might deliberately diminish their size.

But the discernment of those, like Luo Feng, who hadn't transcended the cage was limited.

"The Dark Sacred World has arrived!"

The water droplet encasing Luo Feng hurtled towards a unique world.

This world was entirely black, tinged with hints of crimson. It was significantly smaller than the Origin World.

"Swoosh."

The droplet instantly penetrated the Dark Sacred World's interior.

Within the Dark Sacred World, atop a majestic sacred mountain.

Atop the mountain lay a somber, shadowy lake. Luo Feng emerged from it, landing nearby.

"The Dark Sacred World?"

Luo Feng sensed the world's oppressive force, comparable to that of the Nine Rivers Sacred World. His God Emperor-level "Dao of Creation and Destruction" remained stable within the Dark Sacred World, requiring no adjustments.

"My Dao of Creation and Destruction is gradually becoming compatible with all worlds," Luo Feng mused.

"Friend, a flying vessel will arrive shortly to transport us to the Dark Sacred World's five cities," a cultivator not far away said with a smile. The Dark Sacred World was far more perilous, and few cultivators dared to venture alone; they typically traveled aboard official flying vessels.

Luo Feng glanced over, noting that over fifty cultivators had already gathered, each exuding a distinct aura, but all possessing at least the strength of a God Emperor-level Dao Comprehender.

"Thank you," Luo Feng replied with a smile.

He then took flight, soaring into the sky.

Luo Feng's departing figure blurred before vanishing into the horizon, disappearing completely.

This scene left the fifty-odd cultivators in shock.

"To be able to briefly traverse the void within the Dark Sacred World?"

"This… This is something only peak-level existences can accomplish, right?"

"Even among peak-level existences, only a few can!"

Some of these cultivators were newcomers to the Dark Sacred World, while others had traveled here many times. Yet, they all understood the difficulty of "short-range spatial traversal within the Dark Sacred World."

To accomplish this was undoubtedly a sign of the most terrifying beings within the Dark Sacred World.

"Black robes, black hair… I've gathered information on all the peak-level existences with any renown in the entire Dark Sacred World, yet my records contain no mention of him," an elderly cultivator said in confusion.

"I don't recognize him either. Among the Dark Sacred World's five cities, I've never heard of such a peak existence," another cultivator added, puzzled.

The Dark Sacred World only had five gathering cities for cultivators.

Within each gathering city, peak-level existences generally had significant reputations. Gathering basic information on them was relatively easy.

Luo Feng had already obtained detailed information on the Dark Sacred World from Hall Master Yuan Xiang and the cultivator team. After leaving the Transmission Sacred Mountain, he headed directly for "Chengfeng City," the gathering city where the cultivator team was based.

Chengfeng City was the closest of the Dark Sacred World's five cities to the Transmission Sacred Mountain, which was why Hall Master Yuan Xiang had sought their aid in the first place.

"Whoosh."

Luo Feng descended.

Although he had chosen "Chengfeng City" as his first city to set foot in, Luo Feng was in no rush. He was filled with curiosity about the Dark Sacred World.

"The quantity and quality of low-level Primal Lifeforms in the Dark Sacred World far surpass those of the Nine Rivers Sacred World," Luo Feng said with anticipation. "I've even heard that, occasionally, Primal Prisoners will appear."

Primal Prisoners were high-level Primal Lifeforms whose strength had been sealed.

In addition to those imprisoned within large Primal Halls, there were a few Primal Prisoners roaming free in the wild. Their strength was completely suppressed, and each time one was discovered, it attracted teams of cultivators who sought to slay it.

"In the Dark Sacred World, even peak-level existences are quite vulnerable when acting alone,"

"But for me, the threat is minimal."

Luo Feng walked upon the land.

The simulated Eye of Creation and Destruction on his brow scanned in all directions.

Having consumed the "Hundred Tribulation Heart Marrow," his thought processing speed was amplified three thousand-fold, and he remained in a state of sustained inspiration for more than half an Epoch. This level of cultivation efficiency surpassed that of Luo Feng's normal cultivation by one or two thousand Epochs.

As a result of his previous seclusion, Luo Feng's Dao of Life and Dao of Destruction had both reached the "Half-Primal level," despite encountering some minor obstacles.

However, progress on the "Dao of Creation and Destruction" had become difficult.

Luo Feng's gradual advancement from the God Emperor-level Dao of Creation and Destruction, drawing nourishment from the Daos of Life and Destruction, had been relatively smooth at first. But it became increasingly challenging, until he reached a complete bottleneck, unable to progress further.

Stuck at a bottleneck, unable to advance! It was then that Luo Feng turned to perfecting his "Undying Blood Sea Body," the "Simulated Eye of Creation and Destruction," and other secret techniques.

"I'm still quite a distance away from the Half-Primal Dao of Creation and Destruction, stuck at a bottleneck," Luo Feng sensed the difficulties faced by other cultivators, where being stuck in a specific place, unable to comprehend, prevented progress.

Even so, compared to the battle in Yulan City, Luo Feng's "Dao of Creation and Destruction" had accumulated deeper foundations. It was also bolstered by the two Half-Primal level paths of Life and Destruction, naturally elevating his state of being and significantly enhancing the power of his various secret techniques.

"Hmm? I've discovered a Primal Lifeform team." Luo Feng's simulated Eye of Creation and Destruction could see much farther than before, and he had spotted a team in the distance.

It was a team of Primal Wasteland Hooves.

"In the Nine Rivers Sacred World, Primal Wasteland Hooves generally act alone, and it's rare to see even three or five working together."

"But here, there are a full 82 Primal Wasteland Hooves working together?" Luo Feng observed. "Seven God Emperor-level Perfected, and seventy-five God Emperor-level Late Stage?"

A team like this would likely overwhelm Palace Master Weiyang in a single exchange.

Luo Feng approached with interest.

With a step, he traversed a spatial rift and arrived nearby.

"Hmm?"

All 82 members of the Primal Wasteland Hoof clan noticed Luo Feng almost simultaneously.

"A cultivator acting alone?"

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

The Primal Wasteland Hooves acted without hesitation. In the Dark Sacred World, countless years of mutual slaughter between low-level Primal Lifeforms and cultivators had made killing an instinct.

"Rumble rumble~?" As the Primal Wasteland Hoof clan moved, countless cyan thunderbolts condensed in the void. The thunder flowed like water, as if the heavens were collapsing, crashing down upon Luo Feng.

Luo Feng stood his ground, allowing the thunder to strike him. The watery thunder failed to touch a single hair on Luo Feng's head, blocked by an invisible force.

The Primal Wasteland Hoof clan was already extremely fast, and they charged towards Luo Feng together. But when they realized that their thunder couldn't even harm a hair on Luo Feng's head, they shuddered. All the Primal Wasteland Hoof clan members slowed down and immediately attempted to flee.

"Since we've met, don't even think about leaving." Luo Feng stretched out his hand.

His hand transformed into a massive, furry claw that instantly pierced the void, enveloping the vast expanse of space before him.

Space was divided, and the Primal Wasteland Hoof team was trapped within that isolated space.

"Whoosh."

Luo Feng retracted his hand. Within his furry palm were the imprisoned 82 Primal Wasteland Hoof clan members.

Within Luo Feng's palm, the Primal Wasteland Hoof team were like mere toys, utterly powerless to resist.

"Buzz."

Their bodies remained intact, but the life cores within them silently shattered, and they all died.

"Meeting is fate!" Luo Feng immediately stored all the corpses in his storage treasures.

Such a low-level Primal Lifeform team posed no threat to Luo Feng. By his own estimates, during the battle of Yulan City, he could overpower four Transcendent-level existences single-handedly! Now, he could likely overpower ten Transcendent-level existences! One person was comparable to a team of peak-level existences.

"But even with this strength, I'm far from invincible," Luo Feng understood.

Invincible was a realm a whole level above peak-level.

At least worth twenty or thirty peak-level existences, that was the minimum threshold for being invincible!

In reality, if one's mental will could escape the cage, then peak-level existences, under the will's pressure, would be utterly helpless.

Luo Feng walked to a lake and suddenly sat down in a cross-legged position, contemplating the puzzles of cultivation.