Black-Robed Heavenly Sword's heartfelt consolation stunned Shen Feng. Then he burst into tears.
Even though he knew that the three of them had come to him because they had no other choice. They had no feelings for him at all …
But at a time when the people of the Jin dynasty would rather die than become his people, such consolation was especially important.
He felt that he was still a useful person, but what use was he?
"At least I'm ruthless enough …" The crying Shen Feng started laughing crazily again. "Because I can kill my own father and my own sister. At least you can't do that. That's why you don't want me to die, right?"
Dao Yi and Duanmu Xiao 'Er were silent because that was what they thought.
Only Black-Robed Heavenly Sword thought to himself, "Shen Feng, I can only live comfortably as long as you are alive …"
Once again, they came together because of Xie Tian. But this time, their goals were different.
Last time, they wanted to kill Xie Tian. This time, they were thinking about how not to die.
"Our Beast Taming Sect is recruiting disciples and preparing to swallow up the Hall of Thousand Beasts," Duanmu Xiao 'Er said.
But this preparation was not even enough to make the other three turn their heads.
"My Dao Palace …"
Dao Yi realized that his Dao Palace was not prepared at all. He immediately stopped talking.
"I'm all alone." Black-Robed Heavenly Sword pretended to be emotionless.
Shen Feng did not hear a word of what the three of them said.
He knew very well that the three of them came to him because he was ruthless enough.
So they wanted to rely on their ruthlessness to find a chance of survival in the endless despair.
He also understood that everyone else would die, except for him.
But in reality, he wanted to die more than anyone else.
The reason was not the guilt of killing his family, but the terror of the Eternal Soul Oath.
Even more frightening was that he believed that Xie Tian had the ability to fulfill the Eternal Soul Oath.
So the meeting between the three powers ended with Shen Feng's departure. Dao Yi and Duanmu Xiao 'Er did not leave. They stayed in the Divine Palace and waited for Shen Feng to speak.
The Divine Palace was still the same. The tens of thousands of halls had not changed in the slightest, but the people had changed.
The Imperial Garden was in decline, and the Imperial Study was cold and desolate. Walking in this place that completely belonged to him, Shen Feng did not find the pleasure he had imagined.
Sitting in the pavilion that Shen Shao usually sat in, an old eunuch woodenly served him a teapot and a teacup.
The teacup was cold, but the teapot was even colder.
He poured himself a cup of iced tea and drank it in one gulp. Shen Feng did not feel the slightest bit of coldness.
"Because my heart and lungs are colder than ice …"
Shen Feng spared the disrespectful old eunuch. He knew that if he killed the other party, the other party would be indescribably grateful.
"Perhaps the people in the Divine Palace are all eager for me to kill them. For them, this is a release …"
The muttering Shen Feng arrived at the Ancestral Temple. When he saw the Miao Elder, he also saw the white-haired man kneeling in front of the Ancestral Temple.
That patch of white hair made him stop in his tracks, and his heart trembled.
Then, he saw the white-haired man turn around and look at him with his empty eyes.
"Big Brother, do you really want to become the Divine Emperor?"
Shen Feng swallowed his saliva, but found that he had lost the ability to speak.
"Killing Father, killing Sister Ji 'er, even if you become the Divine Emperor, will you feel at ease?"
God? He slowly stood up, with his back facing the Ancestral Temple, and looked at Shen Feng.
Shen Feng opened his mouth with difficulty, "I …"
As soon as the word "I" came out, he could no longer speak, because he saw his third brother cupping his fists and bowing to the sky.
"Worship the God! With all my life force, I, Shen Feng of the Fengshen Clan, worship the path to the Ancestral Temple! "
Boom! Boom!
A blood-red light fell from the Upper Realm, turned into a blood-red fence, and surrounded the Ancestral Temple.
At the same time, the White-headed God? Turned into bright spots of light, and rose into the sky.
"Big Brother, Father must be very lonely. I'm going to accompany Father …"
Looking at the God? The disappeared Shen Feng's confused expression gradually turned livid and ferocious.
With the path to the Ancestral Temple sealed, even though he was the Prefecture Lord, he could no longer rightfully become the Divine Emperor.
"God?! How dare you! Ah, ah, ah! "
Shen Feng was like a beast in a desperate situation. His eyes were red, and he gasped for breath, but there was nothing he could do.
He could only wait. Wait for the God? The God Worship that was performed at the cost of all his life force would disappear one day.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly thought of his situation —
At this moment, even if he became the Divine Emperor, what was the point …
Could he not die …
But he did not need to die …
"Haha, hahahaha …"
Shen Feng, who was laughing bitterly, left the Ancestral Temple.
Miao Lao, who was dozing off, looked up at Shen Feng's back, shook his head, and continued to doze off.
He had seen this kind of people many times.
The departure of the four cabinet ministers, the disappearance of the three aristocratic families, and the suicide of some people of the Jin dynasty did not cause the eternal darkness of the Jin dynasty to fall apart.
There was still a group of people who were struggling to support the overall situation of the Jin dynasty.
Shen Feng received this group of people.
He wanted to know if these people were as heartless as he was.
Unfortunately, he could not see through this group of civil and military officials led by Xing Yan, the minister of the Ministry of the Army.
Because this group of people still saw him as the future Divine Emperor. They were still respectful, and still did their best for the Jin dynasty.
"This is the loyal subject in my heart!"
After the court meeting, Shen Feng personally sent the ministers away before turning around and leaving.
Time flew. In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
Xie Tian, who was in a nameless mountain in Yunzhou, finally succeeded in cultivating the last word of the Nine Words Cultivation Method — Hun.
Once he mastered the word, Xie Tian, who was re-cultivating, easily reached the peak of the Brute Force Level 10.
When he was 12, Xie Tian reached the Brute Force Level 10 in two months.
When he was 18, Xie Tian achieved it again in two months.
But this time, he was more than a hundred times stronger than the last time.
"Tremble!"
Xie Tian punched, and the mountain trembled.
"Entangle!"
Xie Tian punched, entangling all living things.
"Soft!"
Xie Tian punched, gentle like water.
"Explode!"
Xie Tian punched, explosive like fire.
"Quick!"
Xie Tian punched, fast and traceless.
"Collapse!"
Xie Tian punched, and rocks cracked.
"Merge!"
Xie Tian punched, and all living things merged.
"Transform!"
Xie Tian punched, and turned into dust.
"Hun!"
Xie Tian punched, and the force was at will.
After nine punches, Xie Tian opened his bloody eyes. At the same time, Dark Blade and the female monarch were trembling.
"Xie Tian, you will truly shine when the path of re-cultivation is completed!"
Dark Blade was overjoyed because Xie Tian, who had cultivated three cultivation methods, would bring these nine terrifying words to greater heights!
"Such a Brute Force Level, such a Brute Force Level …"
The female monarch, who was sitting paralyzed on the side, murmured in fear.
She was terrified because she had never seen someone in the Brute Force Level who could beat an Inner Qi Level, or even a Connate Level!
When this terrifying Brute Force Level appeared on Xie Tian, she was filled with despair.
"There's still a long way to go." Xie Tian shook his head as he recalled what he had learned from practicing the Nine Words Cultivation Method. "The Nine Words Cultivation Method is too broad. I don't know how long it will take to master it."
In his opinion, the Nine Words Cultivation Method was a summary of all the techniques in the world to exert power.
This summary used nine different methods to make one's power explode with unimaginable power!
What was more shocking was that the Nine Words Cultivation Method was not only suitable for cultivators, but also for body cultivators and soul cultivators!
"No wonder the Evil Emperor was so powerful. With the Nine Words Cultivation Method as a Brute Force Level Cultivation Method, it should be the strongest Foundation Cultivation Method in the world …"
"No." Dark Blade waved his blade. "The strongest is the Essence Cultivation Method."
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