825: 824: Heavenly chanism Technique 825: 824: Heavenly chanism Technique Traverse the past, glimpse the future, all within the span of a breath.
Heaven and Earth, vast and boundless; under the Heavenly Dao, all beings possess spirit.
The Heavenly chanism Skill rges with the Dao and calculates the entirety of life and death, illusion and extinction.
Heavenly chanisms, though obscure, reveal their truth—yet one must never expose Heavenly Secrets.
Severe consequences lead to the destruction of the Dao; minor ones sever the path forward, forever losing the chance to beco a god.
Tang Feng committed the taboos and grandeur of the Heavenly chanism Technique to mory.
After a year of fusion, Tang Feng officially inherited the Heavenly chanism Skill of the Heavenly chanism Sect, and even deduced so information regarding its destruction a million years ago.
The Immortal River Sect was involved.
As for the Immortal River Sect, Tang Feng knew nothing about it.
It seed he would have to unravel the mystery slowly.
The two won successfully broke through the Heavenly Destiny Realm.
Achieving this within six years was entirely thanks to elixirs pushing them forward.
However, they had no need to worry about unstable foundations; with the support of the Star Array, their foundations were among the most solid in the world.
Back then, Tang Feng practiced the Primordial Golden Body Technique to achieve such strong foundations.
The won’s starting point was no worse than his.
Resuming their journey, half a month later, Tang Feng and his companions arrived at a planet teeming with life.
Amazingly, without the power of the sun, this planet could survive in the void.
As the Immortal Boat entered the planet,
Tang Feng realized why this race could thrive.
Shadow Clan!
A race as miraculous as the Netherworld Clan, they lived within shadows and were truly die-hard creatures under sunlight.
Yet in darkness, they reigned supre.
Of course, this did not an the planet lacked illumination; it did have light, rely in the form of Netherworld Fire.
The exclusive light source of the Netherworld Clan, which did not harm the Shadow Clan.
Surprisingly, the Shadow Clan were not just shadows.
On the contrary, they were much like humans, their bodies flesh and blood.
All in all, quite miraculous.
The Shadow Clan hardly paid attention to Tang Feng and his companions upon their arrival, presumably accustod to nurous visitors from other races coming to this planet.
Resource trading in the Star Domain was absolutely essential.
The trio stayed at an inn within the city, sampling the Shadow Clan’s specialty delicacy, the Dark Shadow Beast.
To their surprise, the beast’s at had so effect on enhancing their ability to restrain their breath.
No wonder it was expensive: a hundred Immortal Crystals per serving, unaffordable for most.
But Tang Feng wasn’t short on money.
Over the next few days, the trio tasted all the Shadow Clan’s delicacies while purchasing various local specialties.
Items like Shadow Clothes and Shadow Pearls—both exceptional goods.
However, top-grade items were scarce, almost impossible to obtain.
Tang Feng didn’t overly covet; he purchased so top-grade ones instead.
Even so, he spent a fair amount of Immortal Crystals and soon attracted unwanted attention.
Wealth exposed naturally invites trouble.
Tang Feng remained utterly fearless; anyone daring enough could co and try.
Now back in the Immortal Domain, his fully restored cultivation at the God-casting Realm was beyond what most could handle.
Still, there would always be fools who misjudged.
One even snuck into Tang Feng’s room, exploiting the Shadow Clan’s mastery of infiltration and ambush.
Without constant vigilance from one’s Divine Sense, one could easily fall prey.
Tang Feng feigned ignorance of the intruder’s approach until a blade was held to his neck, at which point he opened his eyes.
“Don’t say a word.
Take off your ring.”
“You’re only after wealth, why the need for blades?” Tang Feng said with a smile.
“Enough nonsense.
Without the blade, would you give it to ?”
“Who said your blade would make hand it over?” Tang Feng replied.
“You dare refuse?
Do you wish to die?” The intruder sneered.
“Go ahead and kill ,” Tang Feng said with an unconcerned expression, causing the intruder to hesitate.
However, the blade pressed harder against his throat, cutting into his skin.
“Kid, I’m not joking—hand over the Immortal Ring now!”
“No.
Kill if you must,” Tang Feng said.
“You’re courting death.” The intruder slashed harder but quickly realized sothing was amiss.
The blade felt as if it was cutting tal; it couldn’t penetrate the skin at all.
Completely unscathed—how was that possible?
“Naive fool.
With your level of skill, you dare steal from ?
Simply courting death.
Since it’s your first offense, get lost now.” Tang Feng chuckled.
“You—you just wait.
Don’t look down on !” The intruder, genuinely scared, realized that even using full force caused no harm—proof that Tang Feng’s strength vastly surpassed his own.
Sensibly, he scurried away to avoid further confrontation.
This unexpected incident didn’t irritate Tang Feng.
Everyone walks their own path.
Though the man harbored murderous intent, his lack of skill was evident.
Tang Feng decided to give him a chance.
After all, no real harm was done.
At Tang Feng’s cultivation level, what he refined was his ntal realm.
The next day, rain fell across the planet.
Tang Feng marveled—without temperature cycles, where does wind co from?
Where does rain originate?
So phenona were beyond explanation.
Perhaps a Shadow Clan expert manipulated the weather with rain arrays and wind formations—it seed the most plausible idea.
The gray, rainy skies indeed set a dreary mood, especially for visiting extraterrestrial immortals.
In the city, Tang Feng observed the strongest Shadow Clan cultivator only at the Initial God-casting Realm.
But he didn’t believe this reflected the race’s true power; instead, he suspected sothing far more terrifying.
Their ability to conceal themselves would undoubtedly rank among the best.
Unless deliberately revealing their presence, even Divine Sense might fail to detect them.
Yet this very ability also turned them into prey.
Certain clans and sects sought to capture them and forcefully subjugate them, later exploiting their stealth for covert operations.
This concept wasn’t re speculation; many families had already achieved it.
Ever since the Shadow Clan retreated from the outside,
brazen Shadow Catchers infiltrated their territory and secretly captured weaker mbers.
By coincidence, Tang Feng encountered such a group one day.
The forces behind them must have been formidable; otherwise, they wouldn’t dare display such open conduct within the city.
Perhaps agreents had already been struck between powerful entities, granting them unchecked freedom to capture.
They deliberately targeted weaker Shadow Clan mbers.
To certain families, weaker captives were preferable—easier to train, less challenging to control.
Though lacking overwhelming strength, their stealth expertise made critical strikes as impactful as elite warriors.
This group worked discreetly; if not for being insiders, their subtle approach wouldn’t have been noticeable.
Years ago, prominent figures visited the Shadow Clan and arrogantly took captives, unmoved by any appeals.
Now, there were even Shadow Clan mbers selling their own people—a twisted mindset where clan mbers mattered less than Immortal Crystals.
Their kinsfolk endured tornt and enslavent across various clans, yet they remained indifferent.
Such cold-hearted attitudes sent shivers down Tang Feng’s spine.
As Tang Feng debated intervening, the two won couldn’t hold back any longer.
They acted, halting an attempt on the street to abduct Shadow Clan captives.
The plight of these Shadow Clan won was even more tragic—once captured, they were subjected to various indignities.
It was no surprise the Shadow Clan had lost many beautiful mbers.
All due to relentless plunder.
And today, even the auction house featured Shadow Slaves for sale.
Before addressing that, the current crisis had to be resolved.
The two won fought back but were no match for their opponents.
Soon, they were overwheld.
Tang Feng had no choice but to intervene personally.
The group was subdued quickly, while the Shadow Clan captives were freed by the two won.
“Kid, how dare you interfere with my Mu family’s matters?
Prepare to die!” one injured figure spat before escaping hastily.
Tang Feng wasn’t too concerned.
If they returned, he’d deal with them again.
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