Why? Chu Feng's soul was trembling. He had a type of realization, and it didn't seem like a misconception. Everything in this world, every blade of grass, every tree, the universe, time, and space were all in a painting. They were all people in the painting, objects in the painting.
However, who was it that was looking down on them?
This was horrifying and made one tremble with fear!
Was there a pair of eyes in the darkness, or were there countless pairs of eyes that pierced through the heavens and tore apart the endless ages to look down on everything?
He shook his head forcefully, finding it hard to believe that this was a true realization. He thought to himself that this was an experience of time and space being in disorder. It wasn't real.
Peng!
While Chu Feng's mind was restless and his mind was wandering in the void, the thunderous noise outside shook the wooden city.
The stone box shone. It was also at this time that he discovered that the stone box was becoming more and more sparkling and resplendent. White mist surged out and covered his body.
This was a bit strange. The stone box's shape was chaotic and indescribable. The previous squarish shape might not have been its true form.
Now, it was surrounded by mist, obscuring everything in the world.
All around him, silent scenes were reflected one after another. Chu Feng seemed to be moving through mottled ancient scrolls. Each scene represented a great era, as if he was walking through the accumulation of millions and millions of years.
The stone box was gently shaking and releasing a strange sound. It was as if the world had just been opened, the primal chaos was developing, and all things were budding. It was also as if everything was starting from the beginning again. The past and present were all rotating, pointing the way back.
Hong!
In the end, while he was lost in thought, a loud sound rang out. He raised his head in shock. Through the cracks of the stone box, he saw that the fragments of time were rising and falling, and a withered yellow paper was right in front of him.
The stone box was about to collide with it!
At this time, Chu Feng felt more and more that life's past, the universe, and time were all condensed into a painting. There was someone overlooking everything.
In the end, a great explosion-like sound rang out. The stone box and the letter collided. Light overflowed, scattering the fragments of time. Symbols submerged this place.
Chu Feng was stupefied. The stone box was completely closed, and the last crack also disappeared.
What did he see at the last moment? The withered yellow paper melted, turning into flowing light and tangling with the stone box.
At the same time, he saw a figure, as well as a magnificent great battle. It was unimaginable, indescribable. In the end, he saw that imposing figure sweep out a sword, his aura devouring past, present, and future!
Until heaven and earth stopped moving.
Even such a person was fighting while bathed in blood, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Then, Chu Feng saw the word "Emperor" in the air, and the sword and cauldron resonated together. A latecomer had broken through the cage and entered the battlefield. Was that a powerhouse who had risen from another point in the history of evolution?
Or could it be that everything was reincarnation and there was only one person?
Everything was dark, and nothing could be seen. The stone box was already closed.
After an unknown period of time, the outside world stopped shaking, but Chu Feng's eyes were still closed.
In that instant, it seemed as long as eternity. Violent waves surged in his heart and some unimaginable fragmented scenes appeared before his eyes, but they quickly disappeared from his memories.
Was this the reincarnation of the great world, or his reincarnation? Why would all these scenes appear out of nowhere? Today's experience was inconceivable to him.
"Is it this stone box or that letter that wants to reflect some things in my heart?" Chu Feng explained to himself.
When the stone box dimmed and no longer emitted light, and completely stabilized, Chu Feng felt that he should be out of the danger zone.
He opened the stone box gently, and sure enough, he was out of the range of the wooden city.
The stone box was still the same, and there were no changes. When he turned his head and looked into the distance, that letter had also disappeared.
Whoosh!
He turned around and left, leaving this mystical land.
Along the way, his mind wandered into the cosmos, and his soul light flickered. He had just experienced some scenes which gave him some comprehension. He actually pierced through the final window paper to enter the divine king domain at this time.
There were indescribable and complicated patterns interweaving in his body. From his flesh and blood to his bones, and then to his soul light, they were all densely covered in mysterious patterns. That was the power of a divine king.
Perhaps it could also be said that it was the deduction of order. The comprehension that belonged to him was transforming into dao fragments and manifesting itself.
His body was transforming. Now, the activity of all his cells was strengthening and changing rapidly!
"Not good!"
Chu Feng hid into the stone box at the first possible moment. After that, he steered it and charged into the primal chaos at the fastest speed, using the ultimate treasure to completely conceal his aura.
That was because he didn't want to attract the attention of the descenders from the Yang Realm at this time, and he also didn't want to cross the tribulation at this time!
He still wanted to do great things, so how could he expose himself now?
Moreover, the divine king tribulation wasn't just for show. If it really appeared, it would most likely make one wish they were dead. Even in the Yang Realm, this kind of tribulation would kill a group of quasi-divine kings without anyone's protection.
The stone box didn't emit light and was very dim. It pierced through the starry sky of the broken universe like a speck of dust and charged into the primal chaos at extreme speed.
Before long, Chu Feng chose a suitable place and rushed out of the stone box. The activity of all his cells was greatly strengthened as they frantically absorbed the Divinity Granules and Ancestral Daoist matter that he had accumulated in his body back then.
When he was at the peak of the divine general realm, he didn't kill one or two gods, but two batches in succession. They could also be called two groups of gods, including quasi-divine kings. He operated the Little Six Rays of Time Technique and absorbed everything. His accumulation was too deep.
The Divinity Granules and Ancestral Daoist matter that he couldn't use in the past were now fully activated.
This time, Chu Feng's evolution wasn't as simple as breaking through to the divine king realm. His cultivation soared all the way and his physique was a little terrifying.
It was as if he was shedding his mortal body and being reborn. He had once experienced the vicissitudes of a hundred years in the foreign realm, and now he was growing in reverse. He almost returned to his youth, but in the end, he forcefully stabilized his youthful appearance.
He didn't want to become a relatively tender youth again. He needed a physique of a golden age.
The fine patterns all over his body were like lightning streaking across all his cells, developing to the extreme. The divine king order was growing and imprinting itself in his body.
At the same time, Chu Feng also faced a problem squarely. There was a seed in his body. That was his new self that was being nourished and reborn. In the end, it was going to transform into a divine fetus and be born into the world.
Moreover, he felt an incomparably intense desire that originated from that seed as if it was going to come out of his body right now.
At the same time, his current physical body and the original soul light actually emitted a wave of grief. His scalp went numb as if he had a premonition that he was going to meet his end.
He had made up his mind to walk the path of the strongest. Wasn't this the best choice?
However, why was there grief in his heart, feeling grief for himself?
In that instant, Chu Feng carried a dismal state of mind, standing in the primal chaos in a stupor.
Hong!
The heavenly tribulation arrived. It was especially terrifying, blasting him outwards.
Fortunately, this was divine king tribulation, not the destructive lightning that was born in the primal chaos. Otherwise, no matter how powerful he was, he would still be turned to ashes if he didn't reach the Empyrean Realm.
Chu Feng began to cross tribulation. At the same time, he carried a type of indescribable grief. He was in great grief as he examined himself.
Was that seed really going to come into the world? The path of the strongest was to break through the old self to begin with. The divine fetus would come into the world and forge the most powerful new self.
"I can't hold back!"
Hong!
In the end, Chu Feng guided the heavenly tribulation into his body, killing that seed!
He didn't know if this was because what he cultivated was a damaged method, and as a result, his mental state was unstable. In the end, he was going to break through.
Or was it to say that there was another possibility? Was this a warning from his intuition? It was telling him that he had to end this path.
Regardless, he was going to take action himself now. He was going to get rid of that seed!
He didn't wait for the new self to be born. He only wanted his current self.
Hong!
The divine king tribulation entered his body and all of it blasted toward that seed. At the same time, it was equivalent to him experiencing the most terrifying impact. This wasn't a baptism, but a true life and death tribulation.
After an unknown amount of time, the nearby primal chaos collapsed and turned into nothingness.
Chu Feng's body was tattered and reconstructed countless times. He was reborn from a drop of blood, his broken bones were reconstructed, and he performed the miracles of a divine king.
However, he was blasted into a tragic state again and again.
Fortunately, this wasn't the depths of the primal chaos. He didn't draw that kind of supreme lightning, and it was only his own divine king tribulation.
In the end, he finally endured it. That seed was shattered. When he circulated the Robbery Induction Breathing Technique, flowing light formed into a field and expanded outwards from the shattered seed. It was like the rise and fall of a vast ocean. There were too many Divinity Granules and ancestral daoist matter. They fused into his physical body and soul light.
He was being nourished!
"The path of the strongest has been severed. What other way do I have to walk toward the strongest?" Chu Feng sighed softly. He was feeling the changes in his body.
His physique was improving. On the path of evolution, he leaped up and rushed above the mid-stage divine king realm!
This kind of evolution speed could be said to be a legend in the cultivation world!
However, he also knew that this wasn't the strongest path. After entering the Yang Realm, he might be suppressed by many geniuses. This made him frown.
But just now, he really couldn't control himself and couldn't control himself. A kind of instinct made him get rid of that seed in his body.
He used his own flesh and soul light as strange soil to give birth to a seed, giving birth to a new self and cutting off the old self. Why … was he doing this?!
"Is this the old self's unwillingness? Is this a backlash or a true instinct warning me? I … don't know!"
Chu Feng was silent. He didn't know whether what he was doing was right or wrong. However, his path of evolution had changed today. He had to think about the golden path after entering the Yang Realm.
Those who were called geniuses in the Yang Realm were too terrifying. What did he have to contend for supremacy? He had to take every step well!
Chu Feng passed the divine king tribulation without mishap.
He sat cross-legged in the primal chaos for two days and comprehended the changes in his body.
On the third day, he got up and entered the dilapidated universe. He rushed to the final battlefield, the final trial ground. Could he pass it quietly and charge into the Yang Realm?
Here, Chu Feng saw some old friends. There was Ying Wudi, the silver-haired lolita, Ying Zhexian, Yuan Shicheng, Yuan Yuan, and the Vermilion Bird Fairy.
In addition, there were old friends from the Dao Race and the Buddhist Race.
The geniuses of the Yin Realm were all gathered here. They walked together with their own race in the dilapidated universe, such as the Banished Immortal Cave, the Amitabha Temple, and the Origin Demon Palace. They were going to pass the final trial and enter the Yang Realm.
To these people, it wasn't a big problem. Ninety percent of them would be brought into the Yang Realm.
Chu Feng arrived. His white clothes were otherworldly. He displayed a cultivation of the Saint Realm and an outstanding temperament. This was the golden age of guiding the world.
The most crucial moment that belonged to him was about to arrive. Everything would come to an end.
"Brother, which race are you from?" Someone came forward and greeted him enthusiastically. He was shocked to see that Chu Feng was already a saint at such a young age.
His talent was even more astonishing than the nine small saints of the dilapidated universe. Could he be compared to the geniuses of the Yang Realm orthodoxies?
"I'm Shi Fan," replied Chu Feng calmly.
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