Chapter 1545: The Barren Land

The starry sky was ablaze with countless shining stars, forming a vast and distant galaxy.

At the far end of this galaxy, there was a dim star.

Amidst the endless galaxy, it was like a speck of dust, so inconspicuous.

Yi Feng stood in the void, hovering above this planet, feeling its barrenness and its lifelessness.

Then, Yi Feng slowly stepped forward, approaching the planet.

Just as Yi Feng was about to enter the planet.

A powerful force rushed towards him.

It was resisting outsiders, ready to expel anyone who dared to enter this planet.

An aged voice accompanied this force.

"Unwanted intruders, do not trespass here, get lost!"

The aged voice was very rude, but Yi Feng was not angered by the other party's impoliteness.

He calmly stood outside the planet and said loudly, "I am traveling through the stars and passing by this place. Seeing that you are alone and lonely, I thought to visit and make friends. If I have disturbed you, please do not blame me!"

After a long time, the aged voice sounded again.

This time, it was not as rude as before, but the tone was still quite heavy.

"This place is dangerous, you should leave quickly, lest you bring trouble upon yourself."

Yi Feng smiled faintly, said nothing, and seemed not to heed the advice, instead directly breaking in.

Like a streak of light, he swiftly landed on the barren ground, next to the old man who had just spoken.

As far as the eye could see, the ground was full of scars, with rocks and deep pits everywhere.

The ground was covered with black gravel and dust, without a trace of green, devoid of any life.

In the distance, several towering tornadoes, hundreds of feet high, were visible.

They swept through the desolation, wreaking havoc on the planet.

The sky could barely be seen, but the dust in the air made it look as if it were covered by dark clouds.

Thunder constantly flashed and rumbled, but no rain fell.

From the parched ground, it seemed that this place was extremely arid.

The old man beside Yi Feng sat cross-legged on the barren, withered ground, and the drought seemed to have affected him as well.

He was disheveled, skin and bones, like a straw about to wither from lack of rain.

He was like a candle in the wind, swaying and barely surviving.

Seeing that Yi Feng had ignored his warning and directly entered, the old man was quite annoyed and was about to scold him.

But Yi Feng spoke first, "Friend, since I'm already here, what's the point of saying more?"

With that, Yi Feng took out fine wine and delicacies, placing them between himself and the old man.

"I just have a craving for wine and lack someone to drink with. Since I've met you, don't you want to have a few drinks with me?"

The old man's nostrils twitched, and the aroma of wine and meat entered his lungs.

It was a scent he hadn't felt in a long time, and he felt his stomach churning and saliva secreting.

The old man swallowed his saliva, and his eyes lit up.

He showed a look of greed, but tried to suppress his expression.

The old man couldn't remember how long he had been here.

Since he had been stationed here, he hadn't eaten a single meal, nor tasted fine wine.

This good wine and meat undoubtedly made his fingers twitch.

As the saying goes, food and sex are human nature and instincts.

Although he could fast, such a feast delivered to his doorstep made him eager to indulge.

After all, such an opportunity might not come again for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

The old man glanced at Yi Feng, thinking that this young man had a good face and seemed harmless.

He then said, "You're right, since you're here, I'll have a few drinks with you. But don't wander around, this planet has great dangers!"

With that, the old man directly picked up a wine jar and took a big gulp.

"Ha! Refreshing."

Then he grabbed a lamb leg and took a few big bites, chewing with his mouth full of oil.

"Crunch, crunch."

He couldn't bear to swallow such delicacies whole, he wanted to chew them thoroughly, savoring the juicy meat.

"Come, young friend, meeting is fate. As the host, I'll toast you with your wine!"

Yi Feng smiled, picked up a wine jar, and clinked it with the old man.

Then he also drank heartily.

"Good wine, good wine! It's been a long time since I've had such good wine, truly refreshing, hahaha!"

The old man became happier as he ate and drank.

The barrier between the two gradually melted away as the atmosphere warmed.

While drinking with the old man, Yi Feng looked around at the barren environment and asked leisurely, "I'm curious, why are you alone here?"

"Gulp, gulp. Ha..."

The old man swallowed the wine and meat.

Then he wiped the oil from his mouth with his tattered sleeve.

The old man said casually, "Young friend, it's better not to ask what you shouldn't. This is not a secret you should know. I'm not telling you for your own good."

Yi Feng smiled faintly, somewhat helpless.

Then he asked, "Do you play chess?"

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said cheerfully, "Good, let's play a few games!"

Yi Feng pushed the wine and meat aside and calmly took out a chessboard, placing it on the ground.

The old man eagerly said, "I'll take black, I'll go first!"

"Tap."

The old man quickly placed a piece and urged, "Young friend, make your move! Although I haven't played chess with anyone for many years, I play against myself in my mind every day. Today, I'll show you my skills!"

Clearly, the old man was very confident in his chess skills.

Playing chess against himself in his mind had become his only way to pass the time.

Yi Feng placed his white piece unhurriedly.

The two played faster and faster, placing pieces like flying.

The black and white pieces on the board became more and more numerous and dense.

Just as the old man thought he was about to win, his smile gradually widened.

Yi Feng cleverly placed a piece, turning the tide.

This brilliant move surprised the old man.

He thought Yi Feng had just gotten lucky, and his smile slowly faded.

"This game doesn't count, I was careless, I was about to win! You're quite lucky..."

Yi Feng took the opportunity and smiled, "Luck, just luck!"

This happened several times.

Each time, the old man thought he was about to win.

But at the last moment, Yi Feng always managed to turn the tables with one or two brilliant moves, winning the game.

This made the old man lose with admiration, yet he still felt unsatisfied.

The old man sighed, "Truly, the new generation surpasses the old, wave after wave!"

The old man looked at Yi Feng with his yellowish eyes, feeling that this young man was excellent yet very reserved.

Suddenly, a strange feeling arose from the depths of the old man's heart.

He suddenly remembered that many, many years ago, there was someone he greatly respected, who was also like this.

This young man gave him a sense of déjà vu, but his memory was very vague.

That person was very important, but he couldn't remember that person's face.

The old man clutched his head, racking his brains to recall, feeling a sharp pain in his head.

After struggling to no avail, he looked intently at Yi Feng.

"Young friend, your appearance, demeanor, and speech all feel very familiar to me. You're not just passing by, are you? Who exactly are you?"