"Blackwater Lake?"

Luo Feng looked ahead as far as he could, and even from more than ten miles away, he could see the outline of Blackwater Lake.

The vast lake stretched as far as the eye could see, blending with the sky, and anyone unaware might mistake it for an ocean.

Aside from the vastness of its waters and their pitch-black color, there seemed nothing particularly unusual about it.

"Why take a detour?"

Upon noticing Lin Hongyi’s slightly serious expression, Luo Feng asked.

He had just observed that some Golden Palace disciples leaving Mount Heimang instinctively chose to bypass the Blackwater Lake, avoiding getting close.

Lin Hongyi turned back and said, "You should know how the Misty Swamp was formed, right?"

"I know."

Luo Feng nodded, "A thousand years ago, the terrain of the Misty Swamp was originally a series of towering mountains, covering an area of ten thousand miles. Later, a strong man from the Holy Land of the Hundred Nations and a great power from the North Sea domain fought here. The aftermath of their battle destroyed thousands of miles of mountains. With the intrusion of sea winds and abundant rainfall, this area turned into a swamp."

Lin Hongyi lightly affirmed, then asked, "Then do you know the outcome of that epic battle?"

"The outcome?"

Luo Feng was taken aback and shook his head.

From rumors, he only knew that the battle between the two great powers had destroyed thousands of miles of mountains, forming this perilous land. He had never heard the outcome of the confrontation.

A strange light flickered in Lin Hongyi’s bright eyes as she looked at Blackwater Lake and said:

"Ultimately, the great power from the North Sea domain narrowly won, and the Holy Land warrior of the Hundred Nations perished. It’s said that the place where he fell is this Blackwater Lake. This water was stained red with his blood. Though his spirit has long been obliterated, his martial will lingers here. If your cultivation is insufficient, venturing in could have deadly consequences..."

Caw...

As Lin Hongyi spoke, with a piercing screech, a large black flying demon beast swooped towards Blackwater Lake.

Splash!

As the flying demon beast soared over the lake, the previously calm waters suddenly surged violently.

Suddenly, a dark wave shot up into the sky, transforming into a gigantic blade. In a flash, the flying demon beast was sliced in half, blood pouring down like a torrential rain.

An instant kill!

Luo Feng took a deep breath.

Though the distance was substantial, he saw clearly that the slain flying demon beast was a top-tier level six demon beast, the Iron Armor Hawk-Eagle, renowned for its incredible defensive power. Even a Seventh Level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist might not kill it in one blow, yet before Blackwater Lake, it was utterly defenseless.

Lin Hongyi seemed to have expected this, and calmly said:

"That Holy Land warrior comprehended the Grand Momentum; his martial will is extraordinary. Many Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists have ventured in, only to end up without a trace. Some True Yuan Realm experts managed to return by sheer luck, but their ends were tragic, many dying within three days. Even those who survived became insensible..."

"True Yuan Realm experts couldn’t survive; it’s terrifying..."

Luo Feng was once again astonished. Thinking about the massive blade of water earlier, he asked:

"Lin Hongyi, was that Holy Land warrior a saber master?"

Lin Hongyi, somewhat surprised, glanced at Luo Feng, nodded:

"Indeed, he was a saber master, the only one to gain Sealing King status a thousand years ago, known as the Deathless King."

Luo Feng slightly nodded. Just as the Iron Armor Hawk-Eagle was slain, he had sensed a trace of Saber Intent, prompting his earlier question.

"This is my first time hearing such things."

Luo Feng turned to Lin Hongyi with a smile.

A glint of coldness flashed in Lin Hongyi’s eyes, then she calmly said, "I’ve only heard about it. Let’s go."

The two employed Qinggong, bypassed Blackwater Lake, and continued on their way.

"A saber master with Sealing King status, I wonder how terrifying this Deathless King truly was. By the way, during my previous battle with the Asura, I sensed a trace of Grand Momentum. I wonder if there’s any connection between them..."

The thought crossed his mind, and Luo Feng glanced towards Blackwater Lake.

In the blood-red sunset, Blackwater Lake resembled a blood-colored ocean, full of bizarre and mysterious aura, making anyone before it feel subconsciously tiny.

After some thought, Luo Feng released his soul force, exploring in the direction of Blackwater Lake.

"Slash!"

As his soul force approached, suddenly, without warning, a voice filled with a terrifying aura echoed in Luo Feng’s mind. In a daze, he seemed to return to a thousand years ago.

A vast thousand-mile mountain range appeared before him, endless. In the sky, a tall figure wielding a treasured saber stood proudly among the clouds. With a single slash of his saber, an incomparably gigantic blade light appeared between heaven and earth.

Under this blade light, everything seemed insignificant. Wherever it passed, towering mountains split effortlessly, like thin paper.

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

"Slash..."

Heaven and earth trembled. Under the ravages of the blade light, the thousand-mile mountain range was obliterated in an instant, leaving only the deafening roars echoing in Luo Feng’s mind, as if to shatter the very firmament.

Poof!

At this moment, Luo Feng’s body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Luo Feng!"

Lin Hongyi was startled, her delicate hand reached out to catch the wobbling Luo Feng, asking in surprise, "What happened?"

Swish, swish, swish...

At this moment, the previously calm Blackwater Lake suddenly erupted with strong winds. The dark waters churned endlessly, raising giant waves tens of meters high that slammed down, turning the surrounding dense forest into dust.

"I’m fine. I just couldn’t suppress the reverse blood flow for a moment."

Luo Feng shook his head.

"That’s good."

Seeing that Luo Feng looked normal and was unharmed, Lin Hongyi nodded without further probing, and glanced at the tumultuous Blackwater Lake, saying:

"This Blackwater Lake is too strange. It’s best not to approach lightly until reaching the True Yuan Realm. Let’s leave here first."

"Mm."

Luo Feng nodded. The two performed Qinggong and continued on their way.

As they left, Luo Feng glanced back at the Blackwater Lake, thinking to himself: What a mighty Grand Momentum!

He himself had already comprehended Grand Momentum and it had reached Small Success. He understood immediately that the terrifying aura his soul force had sensed was precisely the Grand Momentum.

However, this trace of Grand Momentum was too strong. Even his soul force couldn’t withstand it, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, he withdrew his soul force in time from over ten miles away, so the impact wasn’t significant.

"No wonder he’s an absolute powerhouse with the qualification of Sealing King. Even after a thousand years, the martial artist’s will left here is still so strong... But I’m also grateful to him. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to kill the Asura."

Luo Feng sighed softly, feeling an infinite sense of sentiment.

The Deathless King, who could easily obliterate mountains and rivers, would also fall. The person who killed him must have unimaginable strength. The way of Martial Arts is truly endless.

But that’s precisely where the charm of Martial Arts lies — mysterious and powerful, filled with countless possibilities, enticing countless people to risk their lives and forge ahead.

The yearning for mystery and power is human nature.

"My Grand Momentum has reached Small Success, yet it’s still insignificant. The Grand Momentum of the Deathless King is probably at Great Accomplishment, maybe even perfected. I wonder what the perfected Grand Momentum would be like..."

A thought flashed through Luo Feng’s mind, and he immediately shook his head.

His Grand Momentum was only at Small Success and still far from Great Accomplishment. As for perfection, it was even more unattainable.

He took a deep breath, pushing aside the chaotic thoughts, and thought to himself: I don’t have the strength to enter Blackwater Lake now, but once I have enough strength in the future, I can explore it and have a match with the Sealing King saber man from a thousand years ago...

Both were outstanding Martial Artists in the Spiritual Rotation Realm. At full speed, they moved like lightning and quickly left Misty Swamp.

The evening glow in the western sky had long disappeared. The night was starless, with only a crescent moon hanging high, moving within thin clouds and casting large shadows on the earth.

They ran a few hundred miles at once. Luo Feng noticed Lin Hongyi’s pale face and delicate forehead covered in sweat, recalling that she was still injured, slowed down, and said:

"Let’s find a place to rest for the night and continue traveling tomorrow."

Lin Hongyi exhaled wearily. Her injuries had only recovered about fifty percent, and running continuously was indeed hard to bear. She said to Luo Feng:

"Sorry."

Luo Feng gave a faint smile: "There’s nothing to apologize for. If it weren’t for you, I might have run straight into Blackwater Lake and ended up with no remains. Besides, I am also very tired today."

Luo Feng wasn’t making excuses. After a day of tense and intense fighting, even though his body was vigorous, he was still flesh and blood, and there would be times of fatigue.

Lin Hongyi smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, and said:

"We should find a place that can shelter us from the rain, as it might rain later tonight."

"Mm."

Luo Feng nodded, and the two continued traveling.

After a while, in the pitch-dark night, a glimmer of lights appeared in their view.

Seeing the lights, Luo Feng’s eyes lit up and said:

"There are people ahead, probably a village. Let’s go stay for the night."

"Wait."

Lin Hongyi stopped Luo Feng, who was about to move forward, pointed at his clothes, and said with a smile:

"Going over like this might get us chased away immediately."

Luo Feng glanced down and couldn’t help but laugh silently.

After a day of fierce battle, their Golden Palace uniforms were already ragged and covered in bloodstains. Seeing this would surely terrify ordinary people.

"Let’s change clothes before going over."

Scanning the area, Luo Feng spotted a Chaotic Rock Forest and said to Lin Hongyi, "You go ahead, I’ll stay here."

"Okay."

Lin Hongyi didn’t hesitate, nodded, and her silhouette flashed as she entered the Chaotic Rock Forest. Seeing Luo Feng standing still with his back turned and her gaze flickering, she gently flicked her fingers.

Swish...

The Yuangang Hall Inner Sect Disciple uniform slipped off silently, revealing a flawless figure in the moonlight, gently caressed by the night wind...

"Done."

A moment later, a pleasant voice sounded behind Luo Feng.

When Luo Feng turned around, his eyes froze for just a split second.

Under the moonlight, Lin Hongyi had changed into a set of ordinary clothes. The graceful red cloud-patterned dress wrapped around her slender figure, making her look even more beautiful, with less of her usual heroic air and more charm. The coexistence of two different temperaments had a unique allure.