Peerless Martial Soul Chapter 6033: what?

With a subtle nod, he inspected his internal state and discovered that his condition had peaked.

Every injury throughout his body had been fully mended.

A wave of gratitude washed over him, realizing that Xue Feng had sacrificed his remaining power, injecting it into him before death to ensure he survived the perils of the Broken Gate.

He had not only escaped unscathed but found that all his previous wounds were completely healed.

It was in this absolute peak state that he arrived within this Daoist world.

Vast, suffocating forests stretched endlessly between the mountain peaks.

However, Chen Feng’s brow furrowed slightly as a sense of unease took root.

He realized that there wasn't a single breath of life echoing around him. The area seemed shrouded in a tomb-like silence, devoid of any living presence.

“This defies logic. The immortal Qi here is so vibrant and potent that it should inevitably nurture powerful existences.”

After a moment of contemplation, Chen Feng unleashed his aura.

In a heartbeat, his consciousness expanded to cover a radius of thousands of miles, intent on uncovering the truth of this place.

The instant his power radiated outward, it felt as though it had been pricked by a searing needle, forcing him to retract it immediately.

The moment Chen Feng's power had spread, his sensory perception underwent a radical shift.

While the immortal Qi had merely seemed dense before, his heightened senses now revealed it to be riddled with countless, inexplicable threats.

These hazards were like steel needles concealed within a soft sponge.

Hidden, yet utterly lethal!

Taking a sharp breath, Chen Feng muttered under his breath, “There are numerous dangers here capable of ending my life.”

He understood then that this world was far from ordinary.

Individual dangers were not the issue; rather, it was the sheer density of these threats that surpassed all expectations.

Under normal circumstances, a standard Daoist world shouldn't harbor such a concentration of fatal risks.

If one were to quantify the dangers within a ten-thousand-mile radius of the Tianlang World as one, the count here would be at least a hundred.

This implied that this realm was a hundred times more perilous than the Daoist world he had previously inhabited.

Chen Feng immediately sharpened his focus, becoming intensely vigilant.

With a sudden flicker, he silently vanished from the mountain peak.

Fortunately, while there were certain restrictions on using his power to fly, it wasn't impossible; only his altitude and speed were somewhat hampered.

Chen Feng quickly adapted to these limitations.

He moved through the rugged mountains and thick woods without obstruction.

Yet, as time passed, his wariness intensified, and he felt a prickly sensation against his spine.

For some inexplicable reason, he felt as though an unseen gaze was tracking him through the forest.

This persistent stare filled him with an indescribable dread.

Chen Feng’s figure darted rapidly through the trees.

However, his expression darkened as he realized, “That gaze is definitely following me from behind.”

“Furthermore, it seems to be closing the distance.”

Eventually, a cold shiver ran down Chen Feng’s spine, as if an unknown horror was slowly creeping up on him.

It felt as though that entity was now right at his back.

Standing right there, watching his every move!

At that moment, Chen Feng’s nerves were strained to the breaking point.

In spite of this, he didn't succumb to panic. Instead, he gnashed his teeth, calculating his next move.

“Whatever this unknown thing is, it can approach me without a sound and exert such a massive sense of pressure. It must be incredibly formidable.”

“If I am to strike back, it must be a decisive, killing blow.”

“But why can’t I perceive it at all? I can’t sense its presence! That is the most terrifying part!”

Chen Feng was tempted to spin around and look.

Yet, a sudden intuition warned him against it.

He felt that if he dared to turn his head, the repercussions would be catastrophic.

As Chen Feng hesitated in this predicament, a sharp cry suddenly rang out from a clearing ahead: “Who goes there?”

In a flash, several beams of light erupted, streaking directly toward Chen Feng.

These projectiles consisted of a three-foot-long sword wreathed in crimson light, a small axe no larger than a palm, and a spear tipped with blades at both ends.

All three surged forward with overwhelming auras, targeting Chen Feng’s forehead, Dantian, and throat.

Chen Feng’s brows knitted together.

The trio of attacks aimed at his vitals simultaneously, making evasion a difficult task.

It was clear that the attackers possessed excellent coordination.

The most significant threat among the three was the palm-sized axe.

It was enveloped in a dim, black radiance that seemed capable of reducing everything to nothingness.

However, with a quick glance, Chen Feng determined that the three assailants were significantly weaker than himself.

They didn't pose a true threat.

He was about to counterattack when a different thought struck him, and he altered his movements.

Chen Feng shifted his body slightly to the side.

With a burst of effort, his form blurred, narrowly avoiding the trajectory of the three magic weapons.

The weapons sailed past him, striking the area directly behind him with great force.

Chen Feng had done this intentionally to test whatever was stalking him!

To his disappointment, the three strikes crashed into the thick forest behind him without hitting a single thing.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The forest within a hundred-meter radius was blown to splinters.

At that exact moment, the sensation of being watched vanished, as if the entity had retreated.

Chen Feng spun around instantly, only to find the area completely empty.

Frowning, he wondered, “Was all of that just a mental trick?”

“No!” He immediately dismissed the thought. “It couldn't have been an illusion. I am certain it was there, despite it being invisible to my senses. That thing is either incredibly bizarre or exists in a manner that defies my current understanding.”

Just then, four figures emerged from the dense woods, encircling Chen Feng.

The man in the lead demanded coldly, “Who are you, and what are you doing in our Sect's forbidden back mountain forest?”

The speaker was a lean man in blue robes with an ordinary face, appearing quite unremarkable.

Nevertheless, he was clearly the leader of the group.

As he spoke, the auras of the other three rose menacingly, signaling their hostility.

Chen Feng noted that they had recalled their magic weapons, which were now glowing brightly in their hands.

It was obvious that any unsatisfactory answer would trigger an immediate battle.

“The mountain behind the Sect? The Forbidden Forest?”

Chen Feng was briefly taken aback before shaking his head. He hadn't expected his arrival to be so poorly timed.

It appeared he had stumbled into the territory of a specific Sect. Furthermore, this area was clearly restricted. Given the name 'Forbidden Forest,' it likely held strange and unpredictable perils.