Chapter 864
Seeking Rescue
The sermon lasted for three whole days.
Zhao Feng stood in the center of the training ground and explained his understanding of the laws without reservation.
The first to exhibit unusual phenomena was Tongtian.
He sat cross-legged in the front row, his sword dao laws surging within him, and thousands of illusory longswords appeared around him, each one humming and vibrating.
"Buzz!"
A sword rang out.
The chains of laws on the surface of the Tongtian body shattered instantly, and new chains of laws grew from the fragments, thicker, denser, and more resilient.
The bottleneck of the second level of the Primordial Chaos Realm was broken through just like that.
Tongtian suddenly opened his eyes, his aura surged, and the fluctuations of laws spread in all directions like a tide.
"Triple Heaven!"
Ye Fan watched this scene in astonishment from the side.
then.
The Supreme Being's body shone with golden light, and the Supreme Being's principle of non-action underwent a transformation within his body.
They also arrived at the third level of the Primordial Chaos.
Yuanshi followed closely behind, his entire body radiating a pure and divine light, making him exceptionally sacred.
All three realms break through simultaneously!
This scene left all the soldiers in the training ground dumbfounded.
The third level of the Primordial Chaos Realm may not be considered top-tier in the Infinite Continent, but it is already top-tier combat power for the Qin Realm.
He is a powerhouse on par with Ye Fan!
When the Three Pure Ones simultaneously reached this level, the Qin Realm's high-end combat power doubled.
Zhao Feng glanced at the three of them and continued speaking.
Another half day passed.
Nuwa also broke through to the next level.
The moment she opened her eyes, the laws of heaven and earth throughout the entire martial arts arena obediently converged towards her.
The power of creation.
The creative power of the three realms of Hongmeng.
Nuwa stood up and bowed to Zhao Feng, saying, "Thank you for your teachings, Realm Lord."
Zhao Feng nodded.
In the following days, more and more people broke through.
Nezha leaped from the mid-stage of the first level of the Primordial Chaos to the peak of the first level, and Yang Jian's cultivation also reached the same level.
Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not break through their realm, their comprehension of the laws deepened significantly, and the power of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation increased by at least 20%.
Although Qin generals like Wang Jian and Meng Tian were not as talented as immortals or Buddhas.
However, the Lingbao Guizhen Jue technique is so exquisite that everyone has broken through their own cultivation bottlenecks to some extent.
The entire Ninth Fortress experienced a comprehensive leap in strength.
……
After the sermon ended, the Ninth Pass was unusually quiet.
The scout camp sent back a message every two hours, and no trace of demonic activity was found within the 500,000-mile reconnaissance range.
Even the chaotic currents that churned year-round on the edge of the universe were calmer than usual.
Wang Jian delivered the latest scout report into the main hall.
Zhao Feng flipped through two pages and tossed them aside.
"Or is there nothing at all?"
"Yes." Wang Jian clasped his hands in a fist salute. "Since the Demon Lord was destroyed last time, there has been no unusual activity for seven consecutive days. This subordinate has already ordered the scouts and sentries to expand the detection range to eight hundred million miles, but still no trace of the Demon Clan has been found."
Zhao Feng leaned back in his chair, tapping the table with his finger.
Something's not right.
Wang Jian, a veteran of many battles, naturally understood this principle. "The Realm Lord means..."
"Seven demon lords at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm died. Anyone would be furious. But they suddenly quieted down and stopped sending out patrols. It's like they all evaporated."
Zhao Feng stopped pointing. "There are only two possibilities."
"First, they are waiting for someone stronger to come."
"Secondly, they are doing something more important than revenge."
Wang Jian's face darkened.
Neither possibility is good news.
"Pass down the order." Zhao Feng stood up. "The level of combat readiness will not be lowered. Scouts will continue to keep watch. In addition, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Di Jun, Taiyi, and others will take turns guarding the array core. I will go into seclusion."
"Your subordinate obeys!"
Wang Jian turned and left the main hall.
Zhao Feng did not immediately go into seclusion, but instead went up to the city wall.
In the desolate cosmos at dusk, there is no sunset, only an endless galaxy flowing in the distance.
The light curtain of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation covers an area of millions of light-years. Occasionally, stray spiritual energy will collide with the light curtain, splashing out specks of light.
The sword energy of the Four Swords of Zhuxian swirled above the four city gates, faintly humming.
Ye Fan walked up from the side. "You also feel something's not right?"
Zhao Feng glanced at him but did not deny it.
Ye Fan gazed at the silent, dark star field in the distance. "I've heard that the other strongholds of the Immortal Alliance haven't been peaceful lately either. The 68th War Zone has been attacked by three waves of demons in succession, and two of the generals defending the 75th War Zone have died in battle. Only our 72nd War Zone is peaceful to an eerie degree."
"Don't think about it." Zhao Feng patted the stone bricks at the top of the crenellations. "You can't figure it out anyway. What's coming will come. We just need to make sure that we can hold off the enemy when they arrive."
He turned and descended the city wall. "I'll be in seclusion these days, so I'll trouble you to keep an eye on things for me."
Ye Fan waved to his back.
……
Main hall.
The gate was tightly shut, but the restrictions were lifted.
Zhao Feng sat cross-legged in the center of the hall and began his seclusion.
His cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, and he is only one step away from the fifth level.
But this step was more difficult than any previous breakthrough.
Zhao closed his eyes, and 840 million microparticles in his body operated simultaneously.
Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique, Undying Golden Body Technique, Ten Fierce Secret Techniques, Spiritual Treasure Returning to Truth Technique...
Several cultivation techniques circulated simultaneously within his body, each operating according to different laws and trajectories.
These techniques vary in their focus: some are offensive, some are defensive, some are geared towards the physical body, and some towards the primordial spirit.
To break through the fifth level, these forces must be completely integrated.
Zhao Feng's consciousness sank into the depths of his sea of consciousness.
In the sea of consciousness, a golden Buddha statue sat in the center, which was the Dharma form condensed by the Undying Golden Body Technique.
Around the Buddha statue, the phantoms of ten ancient ferocious beasts each occupied a different area, with a Kunpeng spreading its wings, a true dragon circling, and a celestial ant suppressing the void...
Deeper still, the divine power within the 840 million particles is slowly merging with the laws of the indestructible golden body.
Zhao Feng gradually pushed the fusion forward. When the two forces in each particle were connected, a muffled roar would be emitted.
Eight hundred and forty million particles, eight hundred and forty million roars.
first day.
Ten million particles have completed fusion.
the next day.
Thirty million.
Day three.
Fifty million.
As more and more particles complete fusion, the resonance effect between subsequent particles begins to superimpose, and the efficiency increases exponentially.
By the fifth day.
Three hundred million microparticles within Zhao Feng's body have already completed the fusion of the divine elephant power and the indestructible golden body.
His physical strength has increased significantly since five days ago.
More importantly, the fused particles generated a new power characteristic—a combination of offense and defense.
Each particle can unleash overwhelming offensive power and instantly form a defensive barrier. Attacking is simultaneous with defense, and defense is simultaneous with attack.
Zhao Feng was satisfied with this change and continued to push forward.
Seventh day.
Five hundred million microparticles within his body have completed their fusion. The threshold of the fifth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm is faintly appearing ahead.
Just then.
Zhao Feng's consciousness detected a slight fluctuation.
Communication array.
He frowned and withdrew a wisp of his divine consciousness from his seclusion.
Ye Fan's voice came through the communication array, filled with anxiety: "Brother Zhao Feng, something's happened. According to the latest news from the Immortal Alliance, Xiao Yan and Lin Dong's exploration team have lost contact."
Zhao Feng opened his eyes. "When did this happen?"
"The news just came in. Xiao Yan and Lin Dong were ordered to carry out an exploration mission in the heart of the Demon Realm in the 81st War Zone. They lost contact three days ago, and there has been no response to their communication talismans. The Immortal Alliance has already sent people to investigate, but that area is teeming with demons, and the situation is complicated."
Zhao Feng remained silent for a few moments.
Xiao Yan and Lin Dong.
He and these two had fought side by side in countless worlds and had a close relationship.
When I first arrived in the Infinite Continent, I also received help from these two people.
Zhao Feng asked, "What did the Immortal Alliance say?"
"The Immortal Alliance means that it is not yet certain whether they have been attacked or not. It is also possible that they have entered a communication shielded area. They are asking all war zones to wait and see."
"Let's wait and see?" Zhao Feng frowned. "What do you think?"
“I don’t think this is right.” Ye Fan answered without hesitation: “You know Xiao Yan better than I do. When has he ever acted without leaving any room for maneuver? Even if he goes deep into the heart of the Demon Realm, he will definitely ensure that the communication talisman is working properly. There can only be one explanation for three days without any response.”
"problem occurs."
Zhao Feng continued his words.
The message string is blocked?
That would require someone to block it.
The Demon Realm is fraught with danger, but the exploration teams sent out by the Immortal Alliance are the elite of the elite. Xiao Yan and Lin Dong are both experts at the fifth level of the Hongmeng Realm, and ordinary demon forces simply cannot defeat them.
The opponent must be quite powerful to be able to make both of them lose contact at the same time.
"What do you plan to do?" Zhao Feng asked Ye Fan.
Ye Fan remained silent for several moments. "I want to go."
Zhao Feng remained silent, waiting for him to continue.
Ye Fan said helplessly, "But as you know, my true body is still on the edge of the universe, fighting alongside the Desolate Heaven Emperor. What I left here is just an avatar. An avatar from the Third Heaven of Hongmeng going to the heart of the Demon Realm is just asking for trouble."
Zhao Feng nodded.
He did consider going himself.
The relationship between Xiao Yan and Lin Dong and him is what it is.
The bond forged through countless battles across the myriad realms cannot be easily dismissed with a few words like "wait and see."
But what about the Ninth Fortress?
With the seven demon lords just defeated, it's only a matter of time before the demons launch a counterattack.
Meng Tianzheng made it very clear that the next one to arrive might be a terrifying being from the seventh level of the Hongmeng Heaven.
Neither the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation nor the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation could possibly deal with a powerhouse of this caliber.
Even if it were just the Demon Lord making a move, he could easily break the formation.
With his departure, the entire fortified pass was effectively left wide open.
Zhao Feng sighed, "I also want to go."
"But I cannot leave."
"The Ninth Pass is the gateway to the Immortal Realm. The Demon Clan will not give us any breathing room. Meng Tianzheng is gone, and the Immortal Alliance will not send reinforcements in the short term. If something happens here as soon as I leave, the lives of 24,000 people will be lost."
Ye Fan nodded. "I understand. That's why I have an idea."
"explain."
“Hong Yi,” Ye Fan said calmly, “If you ask him for help, given Hong Yi’s personality, he will most likely agree.”
Zhao Feng thought for a moment.
Hong Yi.
One of the top powerhouses on the Infinite Continent, whose strength is unfathomable.
At first, Zhao Feng thought Hong Yi was only at the fifth level of the Hongmeng Realm.
But as his cultivation improved, he keenly realized...
Hong Yi's strength far exceeded his expectations.
“Okay.” Zhao Feng replied without hesitation, “I’ll contact him right now.”
He immediately took out an ancient bronze mirror and infused it with his magic power.
Light patterns flowed across the mirror surface, and one law node after another was activated. The transmission wave passed through layers of spatial barriers and extended towards the direction of the 80th War Zone.
We waited for about half an incense stick's time.
A figure appeared on the mirror.
He was a young scholar dressed in a Confucian robe, with a square face and a calm demeanor. Behind him floated an ancient book, its pages turning on their own without wind, each page covered with densely packed characters of laws that seemed to dance.
Hong Yi.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao."
Hong Yi's voice came from the mirror, his tone calm, "Long time no see, what brings you here?"
Zhao Feng didn't waste any words and directly recounted the story of Xiao Yan and Lin Dong losing contact.
Hong Yi frowned slightly after hearing this, "The 81st War Zone, the heart of the Demon Realm..."
He pondered for a moment, "I've also received news about this matter. You've seen the Immortal Alliance's attitude: to wait and see. But to be honest, the Immortal Alliance's wait and see often means they don't intend to get involved."
Zhao Feng tightened his grip on the bronze mirror. "That's why I came to find Brother Hong."
Hong Yi did not answer immediately.
In the mirror, he looked down at something in his hand, and after about ten breaths, he looked up again. "Fellow Daoist Zhao, I have a question for you. Tell me the truth."
"You said."
"Do you think Xiao Yan and Lin Dong were simply ambushed by the demons, or was someone pulling the strings behind the scenes?"
Zhao Feng's pupils contracted for a moment.
Hong Yi's question was very accurate.
Zhao Feng had only felt that things were strange before, but he hadn't thought about it in this direction.
But as soon as Hong Yi mentioned it, all the clues immediately came together in his mind.
"I'm not sure," Zhao Feng said, enunciating each word clearly, "but I don't rule out the possibility."
Hong Yi smiled faintly, "Next, you need to be more careful. I have already used the I Ching to calculate that their actions against Xiao Yan and Lin Dong are a ruse. Their real intention is to lure you out of seclusion. This is a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain."
"Someone wants to kill you."
In Zhao Feng's mind, countless clues instantly connected.
The Demon Clan's eerie silence, Xiao Yan and Lin Dong's perfectly timed "disappearance," and the Immortal Alliance's ambiguous attitude...
All of this may seem unrelated, but in reality, it's all aimed at me.
"You don't need to worry about Xiao Yan and the others." The ancient book phantom behind Hong Yi turned a page, and countless laws and characters flowed. "I will personally send an avatar at the sixth level of the Hongmeng Realm to them, which is enough to ensure their safety."
"You, guard your post well."
"Their target is you. As long as you don't move, the Ninth Pass will be their death trap."
Zhao Feng took a deep breath. "Thank you, Brother Hong."
"There's no need for thanks between us." Hong Yi's image began to blur. "Be careful, your enemy is stronger than you think."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bronze mirror lost its luster and returned to its ancient state.
Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.
Zhao Feng stood motionless, but a terrifying aura was slowly emanating from his body.
He was outmaneuvered.
Although Hong Yi did not tell him the specific information, Zhao Feng had already deduced it.
This incident is most likely related to Wang Lin and his gang. (End of Chapter)