When Chu Feng's consciousness immersed into the jade slip, a sudden change occurred. Before his eyes, the world spun, revealing a purple figure standing like an emperor of the mortal realm, tall and majestic.

His eyes were deep, and as he swung his fists, he shook the World Tree and the universe.

The scenes shifted, depicting his last battle, where he spilled his blood on the battlefield at the end of the ancient path. His purple robe was stained red, soaked in blood.

It was too desolate. Fist imprints scattered, with surging purple aura.