Chapter 902
Kill
Fu Ri Luo pressed his hands on the altar, his flesh and blood rapidly withering, but his aura surged to its peak.
The black and red portal suddenly expanded.
A giant skeletal hand emerged from within, its palm bearing the marks of the sun and moon, and reached out to grab Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng raised his hand and shook it.
The Heaven-Opening Axe appeared.
The axe blade fell.
The giant skeletal hand was cleaved in two.
An angry roar came from inside the gate.
More bone spurs emerged.
Zhao Feng did not wait any longer.
The Heaven-Opening Divine Axe dispersed, transforming once again into the Thirty-Three Heavens' Supreme Treasure.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal pressed down from above.
Hongmeng Town is located behind the boundary bell town.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear pinned the edge of the portal.
The remaining phantom images of treasures spread out, completely blocking the passage to this ancient god's graveyard.
Zhao Feng took a step forward.
He squeezed through the gaps in the bone spurs and headed straight for Bharadvaja's blood-red altar.
Fu Riluo raised his hand and waved, sending out ninety-nine blood talismans.
Each one transformed into a miniature ancient god, charging forward wielding a weapon.
Zhao Feng did not retract his fist.
The Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist was unleashed in succession.
One punch, one kill.
Before the Blood Talisman Ancient God could even get close, it was blasted into a bloody light.
Fu Riluo's arms trembled, and the speed of the blood sacrifice increased.
The altar absorbed his essence even more fiercely.
His hair was mostly white, and his face was dry and withered, yet he still urged the gate open, shouting, "Open it for me!"
From within the black and red portal, another half of a white skeletal skull emerged.
As soon as the head appeared, all the surrounding fragments of the remnant world were absorbed and stuck to its bone surface.
Zhao Feng didn't even look at the door.
He had arrived at the altar.
Fu Ri Luo pulled out the crimson-black divine blade that was stuck in the center of the altar and stabbed it toward Zhao Feng's heart.
Zhao Feng reached out with his left hand and grabbed the divine blade directly.
The blade sliced through the nail pattern on his palm, and blood splattered out.
Fu Ri Luo was overjoyed and was about to activate the power of the divine blade spell.
Zhao Feng had already raised his right fist.
The treasures of the Thirty-Three Heavens trembled simultaneously.
The 840 million microparticle world within Zhao Feng's body also began to operate.
The power of the dragon and elephant, the laws of primordial chaos, and the intent of the Creation Fist—all three are compressed into one point.
Fu Ri Luo finally panicked.
He released the divine blade and tried to retreat.
Zhao Feng grabbed his neck with his left hand. "It's too late to leave now."
Fu Ri Luo frantically pounded Zhao Feng's arms with both hands, the divine flames of the sun and moon burning up from his palms.
Zhao Feng's arm nail patterns flickered intermittently, yet his five fingers remained firmly in place.
He placed Bhadra on the altar.
The altar cracked.
The black and red portal behind Fu Ri Luo shook violently, and the half-white skeletal skull inside roared, trying to rush out to save people.
Zhao Feng stomped his foot.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear erupted, cracking the edge of the portal.
As soon as the boundary bell of Hongmeng Town rang, the white skeletal skull was shaken back into the depths of the portal.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal pressed down, and the gates began to close.
Fu Riluo's face was covered in blood, and his voice was filled with terror, "Zhao Feng, I am from the Shepherd God Realm..."
Zhao Feng interrupted him, "I have no interest in hearing your last words."
The fist landed.
The Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist struck Fu Ri Luo squarely in the chest.
boom!
Fu Riluo's chest exploded on the spot.
The force of the punch did not stop, penetrating into his limbs and bones, crushing all the sun patterns, moon patterns, and ancient god marks.
He opened his mouth to shout, but before the sound could come out, his head was shattered by the explosive force of the Creation Fist erupting from his body.
next interest.
He completely exploded.
Crimson gold rained down on the altar.
The tattered sun and moon divine patterns struggled for a moment in the blood mist, but were completely destroyed by the sound of the Primordial World-Suppressing Bell.
After the blood-red altar collapsed, the black and red portal was completely suppressed by the Heavenly Emperor's Seal.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear flew back from the edge of the portal, its shaft still wrapped with ancient god incantations.
Zhao Feng flicked his finger.
The incantation exploded into ashes and was swept away by the Chaos Pearl.
Before the blood rain from Fu Ri Luo had even stopped falling, the Hongmeng Town Bell had already struck once, crushing all the remaining souls that tried to escape.
Zhao Feng raised his hand and grabbed.
Deep within the blood mist, he forcibly seized a fist-sized orb of crimson gold light.
The surface of the sphere is interwoven with sun and moon patterns, while inside, mountains and rivers rise and fall, and stars flow in patches. The clamor of countless living beings can be faintly heard.
Surprisingly, it was Fu Ri Luo's natal world.
At the level of Fu Ri Luo, ordinary storage magic treasures simply cannot contain his wealth.
Moreover, it's not safe to put it in a magic item.
Therefore, all his treasures, elixirs, inheritances, servants, and resources are hidden in his natal world.
Therefore, Zhao Feng deliberately held back, preserving this world.
He exerted force with his palm, causing the crimson-gold sphere to vibrate violently.
Chaos erupted inside the sphere of light.
Many creatures knelt in the mountains and rivers, while the cultivators of the Shepherd God Realm rushed out of the city in panic.
"The Realm Lord has fallen!"
"An enemy has arrived!"
"Defend the temple!"
Zhao Feng stood on the chaotic sea, holding his natal world in one hand, his face showing no emotion.
He touched the surface of the sphere with his fingertip.
boom!
A crack appeared in the sky above my natal world.
Zhao Feng's voice rang out, "Those who submit will live, those who cause trouble will die."
Upon hearing this, many large cities fell silent simultaneously.
However, several cultivators at the Primordial Realm still managed to rise from the Sun and Moon Temple.
They wore crimson-gold armor and had ancient god marks on their foreheads, clearly indicating that they were Fu Ri Luo's true confidants.
An elderly man at the head of the group, holding a crescent moon staff, shouted sternly, "This realm belongs to the Shepherd God Realm and the Sun-Binding Immortal Emperor. Any outsider who dares to trespass upon it will be cursed by the ancient gods!"
Zhao Feng was too lazy to listen.
He pressed down with a single finger across the world's barriers.
From the crack in the sky, the giant gray-white finger fell into the world of destiny.
The old man raised the Crescent Moon Staff, and nine temples behind him lit up simultaneously.
Tens of thousands of cultivators activated the great formation, and a sea of crimson-gold fire rose into the sky, attempting to block Zhao Feng's finger strike.
boom!
The sea of fire was pierced.
The nine temples collapsed from the top to the foundation.
The old man, along with several other cultivators at the Primordial Realm, exploded on the spot, turning into a bloody mist.
Zhao Feng withdrew his finger. "Who else?"
In their natal world, all the cultivators knelt down.
Zhao Feng then tore open the barrier between worlds and stepped inside.
As soon as you enter, a rich primordial energy rushes towards you.
This place is very big.
Nine suns hang high in the sky in the distance, while three bright moons sink to the edge of the earth.
A large number of Primordial Stones were piled up between the mountains.
Those elemental stones were not scattered around, but were cast into mines and embedded in the earth's veins to maintain the operation of the entire world.
Zhao Feng ignored all of this and strode toward the ruins of the Sun and Moon Temple.
There is a hidden door beneath the ruins.
The hidden door was inscribed with ancient script from the Shepherd God Realm, and a crimson-black light shone through the cracks in the door.
Zhao Feng threw a punch, shattering the doorway and revealing a vast treasure trove inside.
Rows of jade shelves stretched out, seemingly without end.
The elixir was sealed in a jade gourd, the magic weapon hung on the bronze wall, and the cultivation manuals were piled up like a small mountain.
There are also many strange materials, sealed in mid-air by ancient god runes.
Zhao Feng reached out and picked up a crimson pill.
The pill contains flowing sunlight, indicating it is of a high grade.
He went all the way in.
Take away the Primordial Stone.
Take the pills away.
Take away the magic weapon.
The cultivation manual was also taken away.
Regardless of whether it's usable or not, he'll just get the Chaos Pearl in first.
Deep within the treasure vault lies a stone chamber filled with forbidden restrictions.
Zhao Feng's expression remained unchanged as he raised the Great Annihilation Primordial Spear and it flew into his palm.
"open."
He gave a low shout and thrust out a spear.
The blazing sun exploded. The second spear swept across.
The silver moon shattered.
The stone gate could not withstand the pressure and crumbled into dust on the spot.
Inside was a black jade table.
There weren't many things on the table.
An ancient jade slip.
Three irregular pieces of black and gold.
There is also a picture of an animal skin.
Zhao Fengxian picked up the jade slip.
As soon as it was held in his palm, a dense stream of information from inside the jade slip flooded into his mind.
Ancient Gods' Graveyard.
Dangerous restricted area.
There are also some places marked "explorable", "not allowed", or "requires three Celestial Emperors to accompany you".
The most important information in the jade slip is about an ancient immortal emperor's cave in the Chaos Sea.
The ancient red-eyed immortal emperor sat in Huadong Mansion.
Zhao Feng held the jade slip and finally smiled, "No wonder Fu Ri Luo came in; it turns out he came for this cave."
Zhao Feng put away the jade slip, and also put the black gold fragment and the animal skin map into the Chaos Pearl, then turned and walked out of the treasure vault.
He did not linger in his natal world. After leaving, he used his magic power to refine it into a crimson gold world bead, which he then threw directly into the Chaos Bead.
As for the creatures inside, they will naturally be dealt with by the powerful figures of the Qin Realm.
After doing all this, Zhao Feng stood once again on the Chaotic Sea.
The jade slip was unfolded.
The location of the Crimson-Eyed Immortal Emperor's cave is deep within the desolate wilderness of the Chaos Sea.
Beside it was a line of blood-written words left by Fu Ri Luo: "With the red eyes not yet opened, the immortal light cannot approach. After the three tides, the cave entrance will appear on its own."
Zhao Feng raised his hand and stroked the jade slip.
The path transformed into a crimson ray of light, passing through dozens of remnants of the Chaos Sea and pointing directly to the edge of the wilderness.
Without delay, he took a step forward, passing through layers of gray-white mist.
Deep within the Chaos Sea, stellar remains shattered, and ancient realms rise and fall.
Occasionally, wrecked warships would drift by in the distance, their hulls riddled with rusty spears.
Some ancient skeletons are stuck in the spatial rift, with runes still glowing inside the bones.
Zhao Feng did not linger.
Half a day later.
The chaotic energy ahead suddenly thinned out.
A vast expanse of crimson light mist spread across the void.
In the center of the light and mist, there is an inverted mountain range.
A bronze gate hangs below the mountain range.
The gate was ten thousand feet high, and a closed eye was carved on it.
When Zhao Feng arrived, a large crowd had already gathered outside the red mist.
The Immortal Alliance, the Realm of Shepherds, the Lineage of Eternal Life, the Heavenly Academy, the Ancient Clan, and some other powerful figures whose names are unknown, all occupied positions in different directions.
They were initially discussing it amongst themselves.
The moment Zhao Feng stepped into the edge of the crimson mist, all sound ceased.
The nearby cultivators all retreated.
On the other side of the crimson mist, the powerful figures of the Shepherd God Realm also saw him.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing black and gold armor, with ancient god bone patterns on his shoulders, indicating that he was at the early stage of the seventh level of the Primordial Chaos Realm.
More than twenty Shepherd Gods cultivators stood behind him.
These people were not weak, but they stayed at the edge and did not go forward.
They didn't dare show their faces until Fululu arrived.
the other side.
Mi Bao was also there.
She changed into a seven-colored treasure dress, with the Treasure Dividing Rock hanging behind her and a seven-colored treasure umbrella above her head.
Several powerful members of the Immortal lineage stood beside her.
When those people saw Zhao Feng, their expressions completely changed.
Some people instinctively reached for the magic weapon.
Mi Bao raised her hand to stop them.
She stared at Zhao Feng, her gaze serious.
During the battle against the Chaos Tide, she had already witnessed Zhao Feng's strength. If the great tide hadn't separated the two of them, she might not have been able to escape unscathed.
Furthermore, with the treasure right in front of us, it would be unwise to act rashly.
Zhao Feng scanned the crowd, his gaze finally settling on the bronze door.
He chuckled. "It's quite lively."
No one responded.
At the edge of the crimson fog, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Xing Zhan was also in the ancient tribe's ranks.
Seeing Zhao Feng, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Good heavens, you're still alive and kicking!"
Zhao Feng glanced at Xing Zhan and said, "I'll be fine even if you die."
Xing Zhan chuckled. "Interesting. I've wanted to fight you for a long time. I hope you can still be this tough when we're vying for the inheritance later."
Zhao Feng ignored him and walked step by step toward the front of the crimson mist.
The monks along the way quickly made way for them.
Nobody wants to get in the way.
Zhao Feng walked to the piece of broken star closest to the red copper portal and landed directly there.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear was planted beside him.
The Hongmeng Town Boundary Clock hangs behind him.
After he sat down, the positions of the various factions around him were all forced to move outwards.
Mi Bao gritted her teeth.
The black-and-gold-armored man from the Shepherd God Realm also frowned.
But no one made a move.
The closed eye on the bronze portal suddenly trembled.
A deep rumble came from the depths of the crimson fog.
All the monks looked up at the same time.
A thin line of blood seeped from the slit of the eye on the door.
Su Wuce's expression changed drastically. "Time is almost up."
After the bronze portal trembled, the entire crimson mist churned up.
The mist swirled to the outer edge, and the few rogue cultivators who were nearby hurriedly retreated.
One of the old men slowed down by half a step, his sleeve getting stained with the red mist.
With a hissing sound.
His protective magic was burned through, and his entire sleeve turned to ash.
The old man's expression changed drastically, and he retreated thousands of feet. "The residual aura of the terrifying crimson light!"
This sound made many people's hearts tighten.
The Crimson-Eyed Immortal Emperor has been in meditation for many years, and his cave has not yet been opened. Even the residual energy leaking from the crack in the door is enough to corrode the protective magic power of a Primordial Realm cultivator.
If the truly terrifying crimson light is hidden inside, its value is self-evident.
The black-gold-armored man from the Shepherd God Realm raised his hand, and a cultivator behind him took out an array plate.
The sun and moon patterns on the array plate lit up, as if trying to calculate when the portal would open.
But just as the array plate began to rotate, the closed eye on the portal suddenly flashed.
boom!
The array plate exploded into fragments.
The Shepherd God Realm cultivator's hand was blasted open, and he groaned as he retreated.
The man in the black and gold armor frowned. "Don't bother calculating it."
The cultivators from the Shepherd God Realm quickly lowered their heads.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Immortal lineage, Mi Bao was also observing the portal.
Behind her, the Treasure-Dividing Rock emitted a precious light, and a small jade ruler flew to the edge of the crimson mist.
As soon as the jade ruler was inserted, dense cracks appeared on its surface.
Mi Bao immediately retrieved it.
But when the jade ruler returned to her palm, it had turned dark red.
With a burst of magical power from her palm, the jade ruler shattered into powder on the spot.
A female cultivator from the Immortal Cultivation lineage spoke in a low voice, "Young Miss, the Crimson-Eyed Immortal Emperor is known as the number one attacker in the seventh level of the Primordial Chaos Realm. I'm afraid this restriction will be difficult to break."
Mi Bao did not respond.
She looked in the direction where Zhao Feng was.
Zhao Feng did not make a move; his expression remained calm.
Mi Bao felt uneasy.
She had fought against Zhao Feng.
The quieter a person is, the more confident they are.
Just then, the bronze gate trembled again.
A thin line of blood seeped from the closed eye on the door.
The two lines of blood intersected, and the area of the crimson mist expanded several times over.
Several smaller factions on the periphery hastily retreated.
One team had originally occupied a good position, but now that the crimson fog was approaching, they had no choice but to retreat to the side of the Shepherd Gods team.
A man in a green robe from the Shepherd God Realm spoke up unhappily, "Get lost, this is not a place for you to stand."
The leader of the rogue cultivators looked grim. "Brother Dao, we are all cultivators from the Immortal Alliance. There's no need to make things so ugly, is there?"
The man in the green robe sneered, "Ugly? When it comes to seizing opportunities, everyone has to rely on their own methods. Although we are all cultivators from the Immortal Alliance, we are now competitors."
The group of independent cultivators froze instantly.
They dared not openly break ties with the Pan God Realm.
But if you move back any further, you'll lose all your space.
The rogue cultivator gritted his teeth and looked at another open space next to him.
It was not far from Zhao Feng's place.
They hesitated for a moment, then moved closer to Zhao Feng. (End of Chapter)