The Dog Emperor and the decayed corpse both felt a bone-piercing chill. Who was this person? After attaining the supreme dao immortal realm, he lay in wait in the shadows, eyeing him covetously.
This creature was too patient. Back then, the great battle was bitter, the soul river about to be wiped out, yet he actually didn't appear.
Perhaps, it was just as the bloodstained silkworm skin had guessed. That creature had reached a critical juncture in its closed-door training and was unable to move.
"Who do you think it is?" the decayed corpse asked.
He felt a strong sense of unease, and a chill rose from his spine. He had some bad conjectures, and his heart was shrouded in a thick haze.
The Dog Emperor also looked around cautiously, afraid that the creature would suddenly attack.
A certain type of instinct made it shiver inwardly. The depths of the vile earth were extremely terrifying. That unknown enemy's level of danger far exceeded its imagination. It was definitely a great disaster.
"Who could it be?" the Dog Emperor asked in a low voice. His heart was shrouded by dark clouds.
Although half of the bloodstained silkworm skin was missing, the Dog Emperor and the rotten corpse could still make some guesses. They had some strong suspicions.
The bloody words on the silkworm skin carried an incomparably intense emotion. The creature that could make the Little Divine Silkworm feel shocked, happy, sorrowful, and despairing should be closely related to him.
"Is it me, that dazzling expert of the great world?" The bald male moved forward, his expression serious. Anyone who saw the Divine Silkworm skin blood letter here would be horrified.
"Look at this blood letter. Regardless of whether or not it is acquainted with us, it has had some sort of interaction," the decayed corpse said in a low voice.
Holding the silkworm skin in his hand, he looked at it with his heart, deducing and connecting the dots. He brought himself into the little silkworm's emotions and felt the blood letter from its perspective.
At this moment, the decayed corpse felt a chill run down his spine. He increasingly felt that some of his conjectures might be true.
"Who did you think of?" the Dog Emperor asked.
"A piece of old cured meat and a dead man," the decayed corpse said in a low voice.
When the Dog Emperor heard this, it solemnly nodded its head. It had also thought of a person who had once been thought to have passed away, but now it was doubtful.
They warned the male in the great mist together, fearing that he would suffer a loss. If he was attacked by that true unmatched being, then it would be extremely troublesome!
However, that person was truly as steady as an old buddha, forcing the nine-colored Soul Overlord. His large palm hacked down several times, suppressing him, and then frantically plundering his soul matter.
That's right, the situation was getting out of control.
It wasn't that Chu Feng wanted to do this, but rather the stone jar. Golden patterns extended beneath his feet, extremely powerful, extending into the depths of the vile earth, plundering unmatched precious substances.
Chu Feng overheard their conversation. The Soul River was so powerful?!
Chu Feng was about to go crazy. Right now, he was just forcing himself to hold on. Did he really think that it was easy for him to stroll around with his hands behind his back?
He wanted to say that he was under unimaginable pressure.
After all, this was a quasi-supreme attack!
Even though it was a bit addictive, making him feel like he was walking on air, once he sobered up, he would naturally realize that he was playing with fire, sowing great karma.
Right now, it seemed like he could do whatever he wanted, and his divine might was unrivalled. However, all of this would have to be repaid in the future!
After today, the stone jar would be silent, and the large hand behind it would disappear. Who would the Soul River seek for revenge?
At that time, what would he do? Where would he go to cry?
At the end of the day, it was the jar and the big hand behind him that was stirring up trouble and acting tyrannically. As for the black pot … it was all his fault!
Moreover, he was carrying the biggest black pot that was related to the Supreme!
Long Dayu, I miss you! Chu Feng missed that strange dragon very much. It was more suitable to carry this kind of black pot. After all, it was already … used to it.
Chu Feng sighed sorrowfully. Were they going to let him live?
Of course, perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, he was unrivalled in heavenly might, and his battle prowess was unrivalled. However, he himself knew his own background.
What would he do in the future? Chu Feng was really about to go crazy.
He was somewhat addicted to beating the Supreme, but now, the addiction … was all gone!
In fact, that peacock was also about to go crazy!
Today, he had suffered great humiliation. Not only were his old injuries acting up, but he was also stroked by cats and dogs. His body was covered in blood. He really had enough and was about to explode on the spot.
Especially now, the man in the fog was inexplicably having violent mood swings. Did he take the wrong medicine? Crazily rubbing him, slashing him, and even his head was smashed!
Corpse, Dog Emperor, and the others were stunned. They looked ahead, unable to suggest anything.
However, they were all very serious, and their hearts were incomparably heavy.
Corpse sighed. "If it's that person from back then, then it's terrifying. He once made all sides unable to breathe. He's an incomparably special existence."
He continued, "He has never died, and has already become a Supreme!"
"Who … is it?" The bald man was suspicious. In fact, he also had a bad premonition, and vaguely guessed who it was.
"Who is Little Silkworm closest to?" Dog Emperor asked.
"Sky Sovereign, and you and me," the bald man answered. He had an extremely good relationship with Little Silkworm, and they were good brothers who had gone through life and death together.
"What about before he knew you and me?" Corpse asked.
After hearing this, the bald man's scalp went numb. As expected, it matched the bad associations in his heart. He also thought so, and it was related to an even earlier time.
That Little Silkworm of Divine Silkworm Ridge had an extremely strange background.
Although many people thought that he, the bald man, Dog Emperor, and the others were experts of the same generation, in fact, he had experienced much longer, and was a creature that had been sealed here from an ancient era.
In that extremely distant era, the Divine Silkworm Ridge had once shaken the world. Everything originated from one person, who had once been unrivaled in the world.
He perfected their clan's cultivation method!
He was previously unmatched in the Nine Transformations, and then he experienced the Tenth Transformation, dominating past and present.
In that era, he made everyone feel restraining fear, all of them feeling helpless. It was because he was too strong, impossible to match, and also because he had lived for a long enough time.
During those years, a few supreme beings that survived all avoided him, all of them lying dormant, having to avoid his brilliance.
The Ten Transformations of Divine Silkworm shook past and present! However, he had lived for an extremely long time, previously making countless people despair. He was the main character of who knew how many eras.
Meanwhile, this person was greatly related to the Little Silkworm!
The Little Silkworm being sealed in the Dog Emperor and bald man's era should be related to that unmatched expert.
That was why at this moment, everyone was horrified. They thought of that person. Was it really him?
When the Black Blood Research Institute's master heard this, his face even became rigid. He really wanted to say, which clan's old cured meat was still alive? It was too terrifying!
This wasn't any other clan, but rather the clan of Divine Silkworm Ridge. Their clansmen were extremely few, but that place was too sinister.
The Divine Silkworm exceeded the Ten Transformations, something that had never been seen before!
A terrifying creature that was believed to have died countless years ago, but he was actually experiencing a death tribulation, truly still alive. Just how powerful was he now?!
"Divine Emperor!"
The black dog finally spoke this name. When it looked back at the long river of time, this was previously a formidable and stunning figure from the ancient years.
It was precisely him who pushed the Divine Silkworm Technique to the extreme, exceeding the Nine Transformations. Now, it seemed like he definitely went even further than what they had imagined. Just how many transformations did he reach?
"In our era, we experienced the Cultivationless Age, all clans revered the one with the highest achievements as a deity. There was previously an unmatched expert from the True Phoenix Race who reached unprecedented heights, respected by all clans as a deity."
"Meanwhile, the one from Divine Silkworm Ridge? He was even more vicious, directly calling himself a Divine Emperor! "
In that era, who else dared do this? There was only one family that took on the title of Divine Emperor, respected by all clans.
This was what made him different from the others.
Great eras were different from other great eras. In that Cultivationless Age, those with the word 'divine' on them signified heaven warping unmatched.
That person's glorious years could indeed shine brilliantly with Heavenly Emperor's era.
"It really is him?" The bald male sighed, always feeling a chill run down his back. It was because that person should have died, separated from them by hundreds of thousands to millions of years.
However, back then, they had indeed interacted with that person, seeing his coffin!
"Mythological Era's Nine Layer Coffin!"
Even the rotten corpse sighed with emotion. That coffin was extremely special.
They had previously truly come into contact with this coffin. It was made of stone, its size pitifully small, able to be held in the palm of their hands, as if there really was a silkworm inside.
However, there was a previously unmatched existence lying inside.
When the coffin was opened, nine-colored light rushed into the heavens, condensing heaven and earth black and yellow, suppressing everything, forcing the monk emperor to appear on Mount Xumi, ultimately compromising.
Divine Silkworm Ridge's might shook the world was related to this person. He led a few dozen clansmen, looking down on all clans, leaving behind an illustrious reputation in history.
Now, regardless of whether it was the Dog Emperor or the rotten corpse, they all thought of this person through the bloodstained silkworm skin.
Just how strong was he now?
Each time he underwent a transformation, it was a new life!
Did he already reach the Divine Silkworm Thirteen Transformations, perhaps even exceeding the Fourteen Transformations?!
When they thought of this, everyone shivered inwardly!
"Back then, I already felt that something wasn't right. After the battle of Mount Xumi, that Nine Layer Coffin actually entered the starry sky on its own, crossing the cosmos, thus disappearing." The Dog Emperor said.
Later on, after so many years passed, they were all powerful enough, yet they never saw that coffin again.
Now, it seemed like it fell into the Soul River through a world crack?
Was it because the Divine Emperor's corpse developed intelligence, becoming dark, or was it to say that he didn't die to begin with?
For some reason, the Dog Emperor and rotten corpse both shivered inwardly, always feeling like it was more likely the latter.
"He laid in the Nine Layer Coffin back then, perhaps he didn't completely die, only undergoing a transformation. That clan's technique is too special, extremely terrifying."
This was extremely likely. In that era, everyone said he died, but who knew his final whereabouts?
This was especially the case with the unprecedented Ten Transformations Divine Silkworm. As long as the body was still there, everything was still possible!
Each time he died, he would become even stronger when he came back to life. This was the most terrifying thing.
In that era, he didn't completely die, undergoing a transformation between life and death?
Later on, his coffin might have fallen into a world crack and arrived at the Soul River.
"The Nine Transformations Divine Silkworm was already invincible in the Age of Chaos, and the tenth transformation can turn the impossible into the possible. After so many years, if he's still undergoing a transformation, it's simply unimaginable!"
The bald man's heart was heavy.
After some thought, they guessed who it was, and they felt depressed and stifled!
At this time, not to mention them, even Chu Feng felt that something was wrong. He kept feeling that a great terror was approaching, and that a crisis was about to befall.
At this point, what other choice did he have? He could only … walk the path of darkness, and Chu Feng couldn't retreat.
So, where could he vent his anger? Only by beating him to death would he be able to resolve it!
At this time, he really exploded, approaching with large strides, and the blood-colored halo behind him became even more intense. At this time, not only did it form a pair of large hands, but even his blurry body was somewhat illusory!
Who was it?
In the distance, Jiudao was shocked. Was it the one he had prayed for for countless years?
If it was really this person, no matter who was here, no matter what danger there was, he would not be afraid, and he would just sweep through!
Boom!
The large hands were like chaotic immortal thunder, exploding the land. The river of souls was cut off, evaporating, and the wretched earth cracked, falling into the black abyss.
"So fierce!" At this time, Li Xu's eyes were somewhat green.
As for the Martial Madman, his eyes were so green that they were almost black, emitting black light. That kind of aura was too shocking, and without the protection of the Monarch Bell, no one could stand here!
The decayed corpse and the others stared ahead closely.
The Dog Emperor said, "What's there to be afraid of? It doesn't matter. If the one in the fog is really the true body of the Celestial Emperor, so what if the Divine Emperor is still alive and exceeds the Fourteen Transformations? I firmly believe that we can still defeat him! "
Chu Feng felt that the pair of large hands behind him had obviously become stronger, and the illusory image had manifested to suppress the land!
He realized that this was not the complete form. If the blood-colored divine ring reflected a complete living being, how strong would it be?!
There was indeed a huge gap between a Quasi-Supreme Being and a supreme being, a considerable distance!
There was no need to say anything, and he would defeat it first before thinking about the future. Chu Feng threw caution to the wind. As time passed, the one behind him became more and more powerful.
Boom!
The Nine-Colored Soul Overlord went crazy. His hair was disheveled, but he couldn't change anything. He had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation and couldn't get away.
His body was torn apart, and there were wounds all over his body. Blood splashed down in front of his huge eyes.
"Look, he's crying again!" the Dog Emperor said.
"Yeah, he's useless!" the bald man echoed.
The Nine-Colored Soul Overlord really wanted to kill them, to torture them to death!
Rumble!
In the depths of the wretched earth, a huge amount of soul matter surged over and entered the golden patterns in front of Chu Feng. This was a crazy looting!
"Ah …"
The Nine-Colored Soul Overlord let out a long howl, his voice shaking the myriad realms.
At this time, not only the depths of the wretched earth, but even his body was losing soul matter. There was even a sparkling and translucent bracelet being stripped out of his body.
It was a supreme treasure for nourishing soul light, and it belonged to the best of rare materials. It crystallized in the depths of the soul river and needed a long period of precipitation to form.
This kind of thing was stored in the Quasi-Supreme Nine-Colored Soul Overlord's body, so it was naturally a treasure.
Now, it was seized, moreover breaking down in an instant, turning into a beam of light and entering the stone jar in Chu Feng's body.
In the back, the group of people sucked in a cold breath of air. This person was truly domineering!
The Nine-Colored Soul Overlord was seriously injured. His hair was disheveled as he resisted. He roared out, "Who exactly are you? Stealing my Soul River's unmatched treasure, you have already established great karma. The true unmatched are all here, you … want to challenge the Soul River alone?!"
When faced with this type of intimidation, Chu Feng had his hands behind his back, feeling disdainful. Was this stealing? This old one was openly robbing, looking at you out of the corner of my eye.
At this time, his mind burned with passion, his excitement difficult to suppress. It was because he discovered that the seed in the stone jar was becoming more and more full, life force rich!
It could actually be like this. That seed needed to be nourished by the essence of soul matter to be planted, and not in strange earth?
Chi!
The Nine-Colored Heavenly Blade burned, sparkling and translucent like a flame, releasing blade radiance that could cut through ten thousand realms. It was formed from unmatched great dao chains, hacking towards Chu Feng.
Peng!
The wretched earth trembled violently, finally trembling.
The pair of large hands behind Chu Feng directly clamped down on this blade. This time, he didn't give the Nine-Colored Soul Overlord a chance to attack, fiercely activating energy.
Hong!
The long blade became dim, a few cracks appearing. Moreover, at this time, as if it sensed Chu Feng's thoughts, the stone jar's golden patterns also extended over.
With a kacha sound, the nine-colored long blade finally shattered, turning into metal chunks. Without a doubt, this was refined from nine types of mother gold.
It was collected! Chu Feng's mind was jumping crazily. This was an unmatched material, perfect for refining into his diamond chakram.
Golden patterns extended beneath his feet. The stone jar's energy was extremely terrifying, absorbing soul matter and also refining these nine types of mother gold alloys.
In the end, a lump of mother gold appeared on the ground, and then it was devoured by the golden patterns, entering the jar.
"I want to refine my own weapon, fusing the diamond chakram with the small gray grinding stone in my body!" Chu Feng made up his mind.
The Nine-Colored Soul Overlord roared angrily. All of this happened in the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint. The weapon he had refined with his blood and soul was destroyed just like that, causing him to bleed from all seven apertures and his entire body to split open.
Hong!
He naturally wasn't willing to give up and wouldn't wait to be captured. He was going all out. Behind him, endless light rushed into the heavens. That was his tail feathers. There were a total of eighty-one feathers, dazzling and resplendent. They formed a ring of light that illuminated the ages, illuminated the ages!
If it was any other expert, as long as they were illuminated by this light, they would immediately turn into ashes.
Clearly, this was a power that surpassed his own limits. Once activated, it would injure his foundation. Unless it was a life and death crisis, he definitely wouldn't use it.
Unfortunately, he had met the wrong opponent!
Hong!
The phantom image behind Chu Feng gradually appeared. Apart from a pair of arms that became a bit more solid, one of his legs also gradually became more defined.
This vibrating vile earth was about to collapse!
At this moment, everyone was shaken. His power hadn't even been completely displayed yet, it was simply … unimaginable. How powerful would it be when all the great powers merged into one?
Spanning past and present, eternally unmatched!
Peng!
At this time, a large hand turned into a fist, directly smashing over, blasting apart the Nine-Colored Soul Overlord's tail feathers!
Dazzling multicolored light erupted, incomparable energy pouring out. The Peacock Race's half unmatched being released a miserable cry. He had never been this miserable before. That was his dao object.
The eighty-one tail feathers condensed all of his cultivation. Now that it was blasted apart, even if he used all of his strength, he still couldn't stop it.
One could see seventy-two bright tail feathers explode, great dao symbols burning, forcibly blasted apart by that fist, erased.
However, in the end, there were still nine left, still growing on his back.
These nine were extremely special, different from the masses, truly reaching the unmatched level!
This was also where his confidence came from, able to continuously evolve through this. He found the true unmatched path, as long as he was given enough time to evolve all eighty-one true feathers to the unmatched level, then he would cross that threshold, becoming a true unmatched being!
However now, the man in the great mist didn't give him a chance. He locked down his body, reaching out a pair of large hands, one hand pressing down on him, the other grabbing the nine tail feathers, forcefully pulling them out!
"Ah …"
A heart tearing lung splitting miserable cry sounded, shaking up the soul river, also startling all realms. All of the experts heard it, moreover seeing a terrifying irregular scene.
A nine-colored peacock that filled the dark cosmos, incredibly massive, was restricted by a pair of large indistinct hands, forcefully tearing off the nine dao true feathers!
Blood dripped outwards, dyeing the soul river red, illuminating the vile earth. The nine-colored Soul Overlord cried out in grief, furious, his entire body erupting with inauspicious matter, but he still couldn't stop everything.
Pu!
The nine unmatched feathers were removed. He immediately became weary, injuring his foundation. His own dao fruit was covered in cracks, currently collapsing.
The material of these feathers was extremely powerful, extremely terrifying. When they descended, they tore through space, tearing apart the ultimate earth, simply unstoppable.
If this thing was refined into a weapon, it would be unimaginable. This was an artifact that could wipe out realms!
Chu Feng's eyes burned with desire. This was definitely a good thing. If he could absorb its essence, refine it into the diamond band and small gray grindstone, the results would be unimaginable.
He wanted to refine it into his own weapon.
Golden patterns extended, covering the nine unmatched true feathers. In the end, they actually became dim, gradually returning to normal!
They wouldn't be refined into ordinary feathers, would they? Chu Feng was worried.
The nine feathers disappeared, falling into the stone jar.
In any case, they had temporarily fallen into Chu Feng's hands, and he would study them later.
His heart was burning. Those were nine … unmatched true feathers!
At this point, Chu Feng was sure that the quasi-supreme being before him was no longer a threat.
Thus, he was at ease.
With confidence in his heart, his strange words … also came. He couldn't help it.
"So weak!" Chu Feng opened his mouth for the first time, making his own voice.
The Peacock Race's quasi-supreme being's eyes were spitting fire, and he was extremely angry. He was being looked down upon like this? But what could he do? He was about to die!
Behind him, although the Martial Madman was shocked, he also felt that something was strange. Why did this person give him such a special feeling? Had they met before?
"Peerless Lord, I'm willing to follow by your side!" The Black Blood Research Institute's master was the most excited, and he couldn't help but speak.
"Lord, you are truly peerless through the ages!" Tai Yi's second son, Tai Heng Ancestor's eyes were also burning. He also wanted to kowtow, worship that person's feet, and become his disciple.
But why did he also have a feeling that something was wrong? He felt strange in his heart.
The corner of Chu Feng's mouth twitched. If his identity was exposed, how would this group of people feel?
"What are you waiting for? Are you using me as a chess piece to test the strength level of the invader? How long do you want to wait! "The Nine-Colored Soul Master roared, angry and sad.
If he didn't become a supreme being, he would still be a chess piece!
He was the master of the Soul River in name, but that was only on the surface, handling all kinds of dirty and tiring work.
Bang!
Behind Chu Feng, the large hand turned into a fist, and he struck with a killing blow.
With just one punch, the Nine-Colored Soul Master exploded!
However, Heaven's Cry didn't happen, and the phenomenon after the quasi-supreme being's death didn't appear.
In the distance, the dense fog dispersed a little, revealing the scene in the depths of the vile earth. It was an abyss, and there was an object floating there, receiving the Peacock Race's quasi-supreme true spirit.
"It really is him!" The Dog Emperor's pupils contracted.
Had that person finally come out?
In front of the black abyss, a cocoon floated. It was like a jar, emitting a faint luster and silent. It was the cocoon that had taken away the Nine-Colored Soul Master's true spirit.
Was it him? A Divine Emperor that surpassed the Thirteenth Transformation, or even the Fourteenth Transformation?!
In the abyss, it was silent, and the cocoon was empty. How many times had the powerhouse that had suppressed the past and present died, and how many times had he transformed? Had he really come?!
At this moment, the Dog Emperor's black hair stood on end.
Unknowingly, the broken Emperor's Bell also shone and actually began to ring. Without anyone activating it, the bell waves rose and fell like waves, transforming into tsunamis and exploding.
Jiudao and the Crouching Corpse's hair also stood on end, and they felt a bone-chilling coldness from head to toe.
At this time, Chu Feng suddenly turned around and looked in another direction.
There, a road appeared silently, passing through time and space, appearing on the Soul River!
The Reincarnation Road!
Chu Feng's pupils shrank. He recognized this road. This was a road related to reincarnation, and he had walked it before.
However, this road looked even more ancient, and it was somewhat special and different.
The first thing he thought of was that this was the ancient underworld — the Reincarnation Road!
Buzz!
In another direction, there was a violent tremor, and time and space became hazy. There, a passage appeared, and he could vaguely see that it was connected to a blurry sinkhole!
This couldn't be the Celestial Emperor's Burial Pit, right?! Chu Feng's heart was beating wildly.
At this moment, he only wanted to say, this time … it was going to be a disaster!
Apart from the true supreme being in the depths of the Soul River, even the ancient underworld and the Celestial Emperor's Burial Pit had monsters crawling out?!
How could it not be a disaster?!
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