Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams-Chapter 258 - 159: Return, The Grandmaster’s Path - Part 2

Chapter 258: Chapter 159: Return, The Grandmaster’s Path - Part 2

In Chi Country, he had his own principles, not wanting to cause trouble and harm the innocent, and he also didn’t want to make too much noise, attracting official pressure and pursuit.

But here, facing a group of non-human, serpent-like beings who freely slaughtered ordinary people, he felt no guilt whatsoever.

Furthermore, he glanced at the Steel Bones section in his panel.

Chen Feng was wondering if this secret realm world contained some high-intensity metal materials that could nurture the growth of his Steel Bones.

Suddenly, the coarse cloth long robe and the shrub leaves brushed against each other, creating a rustling sound, and Chen Feng summoned the Holy Shield Giant again.

He was about to take flight when suddenly, his Perception detected something unusual.

"Hmm?"

His gaze shifted and he stepped forward.

Pushing aside the shrubs in front of him, he saw a sizable lake in the distance.

The moon was reflected in it, and the water rippled gently.

But what caught Chen Feng’s attention wasn’t the lake itself, but the fact that a crowd of people were gathered around a fire on the other side of the lake.

"Everyone, don’t worry. If we head south for another two hundred kilometers or so, we’ll reach the Holy City."

"There’ll be Power King’s protection there, even Snake God Temple has to be wary... As long as we can get into the Holy City, we can avoid enslavement by the Snake-men."

Among the group of about a dozen people, a woman with yellowish skin and shoulder-length curly hair was comforting everyone.

They were all dressed in hemp robes, some with tattoos on their foreheads, others with tattered skin on their wrists and ankles from the long marks of shackles and chains.

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng thought for a moment, pushed aside the bushes, and stepped towards the gathered crowd.

"Who are you!"

The rustling of footsteps startled a nearby watcher, who gripped their spear tightly, face full of caution.

The group by the lake fire looked over in surprise; some taking out wooden bows and arrows, while others quickly advanced with torches in hand.

But soon, when they saw Chen Feng’s normal face, some of the wariness in their eyes dissipated.

"Who are you?"

The curly-haired woman from before remained on guard, her left hand holding a torch and her right hand firmly gripping the handle of the curved knife at her waist, blocking his way several meters ahead.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Chen Feng scanned her.

Her energy wasn’t weak, even at a level of Entering Strength.

Moreover, he could faintly detect that it was a type of power different from Strength.

"Who are you really!"

Seeing that he did not respond, the curly-haired woman became even more alert, and the people behind her started to pick up weapons.

Realizing that they couldn’t understand his speech,

Chen Feng pointed to his mouth and gently shook his head.

"A mute?"

The curly-haired woman frowned, someone in the background quietly suggested,

"Could he be a pursuer sent by the Black Blade Tribe, a Snake-man tracker?"

"It doesn’t seem so, he doesn’t have snake pattern tattoos on his face."

"What if he’s one of our own enslaved by the Snake-man Clan, implanted with secret techniques to track us..."

Amidst the suspicions, the curly-haired woman hesitated for a moment.

"Did you also escape here?"

Chen Feng nodded, feeling that this wasn’t exactly a lie.

He had indeed just escaped pursuit from the Huo Rong Tribe.

Immediately, the atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Surprisingly, the other party nodded lightly, seemingly believing his words.

"Do you plan to stay, or will you come to the Holy City with us?"

Chen Feng pointed to the south.

"Alright."

The curly-haired woman, Molly, an average-looking woman with bright eyes,

had a black cloth trembling on her forehead, she quickly turned to discuss with the others for a moment.

"Molly, what if he’s a spy?"

"I didn’t detect any power related to the Snake God on him, not at all; he must have escaped."

"So, he’s one of us?"

"Yes, another person adds more strength, let him join us, the more people we have going to the Holy City, the better..."

Chen Feng listened silently throughout, feeling the important role this woman named Molly played in the group’s hearts.

After some persuasion, most people accepted him, albeit still somewhat wary and strange, but with no real malice.

Soon, he mingled in their fireside gathering.

Chen Feng sat quietly on the edge, simply listening to them speak, appearing rather introverted and not very sociable.

"Want some water?"

Molly, the curly-haired woman, noticed his reserved nature and took a water flask from herself and handed it over.

Her human brown eyes, Chen Feng nodded as he accepted it.

"We’re all like you, escaped from other Snake-man Tribes."

Scanning Chen Feng up and down, her eyes flickered slightly before turning towards the others gathered around the fire, her tone serious:

"Everyone is prepared to die, but it’s naturally best if we can survive."

"We are heading to the Holy City, where there might be many dangers... We’ll set off at dawn, try to adapt as best as you can."

She gave Chen Feng a deep look, then turned back to join the crowd.

Chen Feng, deep in thought, knew that she didn’t fully trust him, and that her earlier comment was intentional.

Not too concerned because he sensed no malice.

The soft conversation voices faded intermittently as the night grew darker.

Gradually, the crowd dispersed, many unable to resist sleepiness found corners to sleep, while others left the lakeside to keep watch nearby.

"Black Blade Tribe... Holy City."

"Different from Martial Arts Power, nor is it the power of the Snake Spirit..."

His Perception glanced at Molly, who was sleeping in the distance, Chen Feng knew this Secret Realm world must hold many hidden existences.

Shaking his head, he didn’t delve deeper.

Because, he had already seen some black mist appearing out of nowhere.

In an instant, his consciousness fluctuated.

The world seemed pitch-black, an invisible force lifting him up, as if departing from this realm.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Opening his eyes, Chen Feng found himself in his bedroom in Qinggang City.

The black backpack was still on his front, and he was once again dressed in black clothes and white sneakers from this world.

His expression slightly dazed, everything in the Snake Spirit Secret Realm felt like a real world.

Rubbing his slightly swollen head, he got up from the bed.

Step!

His center of balance shifted, and Chen Feng opened his eyes again.

It was the familiar wooden ceiling, sunlight filtering through the gaps in the wooden window.

Faint shouting noises came from the courtyard not far, it was Zhao Tingxiao, practicing his Martial Arts early in the morning.

Lying on the bed to adjust for a moment, Chen Feng knew, this was his true return.

"Seven oh five..."

Pulling out his phone from under the pillow to check the time and date, Chen Feng felt both surprised and relieved.

Three days had passed in the Snake Spirit Secret Realm.

But in reality, it had been just one night.

"Is the flow of time unequal, or is it the intervention of the Dream Realm’s power?"

His gaze flickering, Chen Feng got out of bed and walked to the window in his black slippers.

Zhao Tingxiao was practicing the Flame Burst Style in the yard, his body’s strength deep red, unknowingly reaching the Second Level of Entering Strength.

The trip to Yun Gang had dealt him no small blow, during this time he was either helping master prepare medicines or training Martial Arts.

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Not understanding, Chen Feng simply suppressed the excess thoughts.

Exploring the connection between the Snake Spirit Secret Realm and the Dream Realm can wait for later, and also...

Looking down at the palm pattern, the snake-like one, noticeably dimmer.

[Snake Spirit Power: 40/100]

Exactly a hundred points less.

If he wanted to enter the Snake Spirit Secret Realm again, he would need to gather sixty more points.

"Divine Martial Alliance... Evil God Church."

A gleam flashed in his eyes, Chen Feng clenched his fist with a cracking sound.

The panel’s Four-dimensional attributes were still slowly rising.

Attentively sensing his own body, he could feel the energy of the Snake Spirit Fruit transformed and merged within the Secret Realm, completely digested.

However, the Transformation of his body was still continuing, constantly challenging the threshold of Grandmaster.

His physique has also genuinely crossed the threshold of Golden Steel Level, not weaker than the present half of Steel Bones.

Hum!

With a thought, the Red Tiger Illusion appeared, sprawling lazily on the ground.

Except being six meters in size, and reaching the Peak of True Intent, there was not much difference.

But, Chen Feng was very certain.

His Transformation had already surpassed the level of True Intent.

"Red Tiger Strength has not yet broken through to the Perfect Heavenly Flame Realm, logically speaking, I shouldn’t have broken through to Grandmaster."

"But...

After a moment of contemplation, Chen Feng immediately pushed open the door and walked towards the courtyard of his Third Uncle.

He had to ask about this matter.

Because, he was very certain.

He was Transforming, becoming a Grandmaster.