The moment he stepped into the palace door, Ling Feng felt an ancient and deep breath blowing against his face, as if he had traveled through a tunnel of time and space and returned to the ancient era.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound from the palace door behind him, and it closed again.
Ling Feng just looked back, then started walking again, walking towards the depths of the hall.
The hall was dark, with only a few faint rays of light coming from high places, illuminating a path of stone steps that went straight forward. Every step taken was accompanied by a slight echo, like the whisper of ancient times, whispering in the ear.
As he went deeper, the air around him began to become heavy, so oppressive that it was almost breathless.
Every step he took seemed to use up all his strength. It was obviously just a flat open space, but it was as difficult as a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.
Ling Feng walked for a full hour in a distance of less than a hundred meters.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
Large beads of sweat fell to the ground along Ling Feng's cheeks, arms, and even thighs.
Every footprint on the path he walked was completely soaked with sweat.
"Bang!"
There was an explosion, and Ling Feng's body began to be unable to bear it. A cloud of blood mist exploded from his body. Ling Feng knelt down weakly, his whole body shaking violently.
"Damn it!"
Ling Feng roared and clenched his fists tightly. He had already reached this point, but it was still so difficult.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, the yin and yang fish floated in Ling Feng's eyes, and he directly opened the Eye of the Emperor.
With the third vertical pupil fully opened, he stood up again, carrying the suffocating pressure, and once again took heavy steps forward.
Bang!
Bang!
Almost every step he took, his body was about to burst into a cloud of blood mist, and the marks left by the sweat under his feet turned into blood marks!
The further he moved forward, the more terrifying the pressure became. A golden light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, finally activating the Golden Eye of the Emperor!
Ten steps later, the Eyes of the Bleeding Angry Emperor condensed again!
Ten more steps, and the true form of Chaos opens!
Ten steps later, the Hunyuan Immortal Demon Tribulation was activated to the extreme!
Ten steps, a perfect killing technique!
Ten steps, the origin of creation, twelve volumes of immortality!
In ten steps, all the will of the ancestor dragon explodes!
Ten steps, sea of heat, and the power of cold marrow burst out at the same time!
……
He walked forward for more than ninety steps with great difficulty, almost using all his strength and all his trump cards.
Boom!
Finally, before reaching the end of the hall, he fell to his knees heavily.
All the bones in his body were almost completely crushed, and every drop of blood was completely drained.
His willpower seemed to have reached its limit, and there was no longer any strength that could help him stand up again.
"After all...it fell short..."
Ling Feng's heart was filled with extremely strong unwillingness. There were only the last three steps left in front of him!
With only three steps left, he could reach the end of the stone steps and walk to the other side of the ancient time to find out.
"No! No!"
Ling Feng looked up to the sky and roared, "I will never give up! I will never give up!"
He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up again. However, before he could straighten his back, the terrifying weight pushed him to the ground again. There was only a "bang" sound, and his knees were hit hard. On the ground, sunk deeply into the ground.
Blood flowed from his knees. He gritted his teeth and stood up again, only to be pressed down again.
After several repetitions, Ling Feng could no longer maintain his kneeling posture. He fell limply to the ground like a shrimp with its shell removed.
Despite this, he still grabbed the ground with his head, trying to stand up again with the help of the force of the shock.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The repeated impacts caused deep cracks in the thick stone steps. Blood seeped into the cracks, dyeing the entire stone steps with a coquettish blood color!
Ten times!
Twenty times!
Thirty times!
……
His body finally bounced up, but he threw his head back and fell down again.
Whether it's his body or his will, Ling Feng has exceeded his own limits, the limits of his limits!
"Bang!"
He lay down heavily, and his consciousness gradually began to blur. Is everything over like this?
clang! clang! clang!
At this moment, the sound of the bell sounded, and Ling Feng's whole body was covered with a layer of faint golden light, as if it had condensed into an ancient golden bell.
It is the Donghuang Bell that automatically protects the Lord!
Immediately afterwards, Ling Feng began to recite some mysterious scriptures vaguely.
Astonishingly, it was the "Song of Eternal Freedom" taught by the Great Immortal Wuji.
"The heart is like white clouds, always at ease, and the mind is like flowing water, letting things go!..."
He almost unconsciously recited the "Song of Everlasting Freedom", and the true meaning of "Eternal Freedom" suddenly spread around him.
In an instant, the suffocating pressure was swept away.
But it turns out that every step Ling Feng takes is the vicissitudes of the ages.
The weight of the years is pressing on his shoulders, and even Taixu Zhoulong in its prime state may not be able to bear it.
But as the saying goes, misfortunes lie on blessings, and blessings lie on misfortunes. At the last moment when Ling Feng was about to be crushed by the heavy power of time, his state of mind finally enlightened him to the true meaning of infinite freedom.
It has reached the same level as the Great Self-Contained Wuji True Immortal.
The next moment, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally, and the gloom that had been weighing in his heart was completely swept away.
The blood that had submerged into the stone steps strangely reflowed into his body. Not only did he become full of energy and blood again, he even faintly noticed that there seemed to be something extra in his blood.
Mysterious and mysterious, elusive.
The next moment, Ling Feng gathered his mind again and looked at the last few stone steps.
He stepped forward resolutely, his true meaning flowing freely and endlessly, and the weight of the years could not be added to him.
Finally, he reached the last stone step.
At the end of the stone steps, a spacious rotunda suddenly appeared.
In the center of the hall, there was a huge stone platform suspended. There was nothing on the stone platform, but it was emitting heart-stopping fluctuations.
Ling Feng looked around and found that the walls were carved with dense ancient runes. They seemed to be alive, flowing slowly under the dim light, as if telling a dusty history.
"Is this the end of the road to apocalypse?"
Ling Feng stared at the stone platform, and while he was thinking about it, a dark crystal slowly floated out from his chest.
It was the source stone that was selected during the Black Stone Trial. The next moment, the Life Source Stone flew towards the floating stone platform, and then, dazzling nine-color rays of light surged from the surrounding stone walls at the same time, all of which were absorbed into the Life Source Stone.
During the rotation of the nine-color divine light, a figure with a chaotic light shining all over his body slowly appeared on the stone platform.
I saw that figure, sitting cross-legged. Although his appearance was not clear, what was certain was that between his eyebrows, there was a ruby-like blood-colored vertical pupil.
Just like the Third Eye Saint outside the main hall!
Ling Feng's eyes narrowed and he quickly bowed to the figure.
"Disciple Ling Feng, pay homage to the Saint of Heavenly Eyes!"
The Celestial Eye Saint's Faxiang did not speak, but just looked down at Ling Feng, with a trace of compassion flashing in his eyes.
It seems to be saying that it must be very hard to get to this point.
The next moment, the Saint's Dharma suddenly dispersed and turned into little chaotic lights, all of which rushed towards Ling Feng.
Buzz!
Ling Feng only felt a tremor in his mind, and then he saw an ancient god. When his life came to an end, he divided his remaining thoughts into nine parts, each controlling one of the nine springs, and scattered them into all the heavens and realms.
The Celestial Eye Saint is one of these nine rays of spiritual consciousness.
This is probably the totem that all races in the world believe in. Although they are different, they all originate from the Xuanyuan clan.
It turns out that before the birth of the ten ancestral dragons, there was a transitional era of chaos.
After the long era of chaos, with the birth of the Ancestral Dragon, the power of these saints gradually disappeared, and finally turned into the so-called "spirit warriors".
These souls are no longer complete. In a sense, they have even become vassals of Jiuquan.
But the power they possess cannot be controlled by common sense.
For example, Chunzi Linghu can actually reverse cause and effect by plundering existence.
In a sense, this is much more contrary to the law of time and space than Taixu Zhoulong.
And the Third Eye Saint must be the spirit warrior who controls the poisonous miasma divine spring.
The next moment, Ling Feng indeed glimpsed a strange whirlpool in his spiritual sea.
"This...is this the Poison Miasma Divine Spring?"
Ling Feng was slightly startled, had he become a poisonous miasma spirit?
No, he should have mastered the divine spring in the true sense like Rufeng and became the master of the divine spring.
Before that, he had also obtained the spiritual power of Hot Sea and Han Marrow.
But in essence, it is just using the body of chaos to simulate the power of the two laws of ice and fire into the state of hot sea and cold marrow.
Use the power of chaos to continuously replenish the "imprints" of the two divine springs in your body, thereby achieving control over the power of the hot sea and the power of cold marrow.
This is actually different from Rufeng's situation.
Rufeng's control over Chunzi's divine power was more like something he was born with, and had nothing to do with the bloodline of the Tiandao clan.
But now, he could finally feel the same feeling as Rufeng.
He is the Poison Miasma Divine Spring, the Poison Miasma Divine Spring is him!
In my mind, a misty voice of vicissitudes of life suddenly echoed, "The poisonous miasma belongs to you, the divine way is vast, you encourage yourself..."
"Poisonous Miasma Personality?"
Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, but the voice in his mind had completely dissipated.
The vortex in the depths of the spiritual sea is like an immortal brand, completely bound to the origin of his soul bit by bit.
This feeling was inexplicably familiar to Ling Feng. Could this so-called personality be something similar to the godhead?
The first time he felt this way was when the True Immortal Wuji taught him the "Three Volumes of the Divine Way". Through Chang Zizi's Songs, he understood the power of the Divine Way, and thus had his first understanding of the "divine personality".
The second time, when the seal of Donghuang Bell was further lifted, he felt that the connection between the power of faith and himself seemed to be something similar to the godhead.
But this time, there was no need to resort to any external objects. The "Poisonous Miasma Divine Spring" was bound to the origin of his soul, making him seem to directly possess the "divine head".
In short, it can be described as mysterious and mysterious. Ling Feng can't say any special changes for the time being, but it seems that the essence of his life has changed and he has become a similar existence to the mythical "Xuanyuan Clan".
The next moment, Ling Feng's eyes narrowed. If he had the "Poison Miasma Personality", then Rufeng would have already possessed the "Spring Breeding Personality".
His daughter has taken this step even more clearly than him!
Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng looked up at the Origin Stone that was still floating on the stone platform.
Under his gaze, the stone slowly floated to Ling Feng's eyes.
Then, with a "swish", it sank directly into the center of his eyebrows.
A hot feeling came over me, and the third vertical pupil opened automatically and uncontrollably.
Then, he felt as if his Eye of Shura had been melted. Under the guidance of the black stone, the Eye of Punishment automatically condensed, and after merging with the huge spiritual power contained in the black stone, it completely replaced the Eye of Shura.
No!
Strictly speaking, it should be fused with the Eye of Shura and become his third vertical pupil.
And this was far from over. The poisonous miasma whirlpool in the sea of spirits actually began to release extremely huge divine power and merged into Ling Feng's three eyes.
This feeling is very similar to the previous two evolution processes of the Eye of the Emperor, but this time, it not only integrates the power of heavenly punishment, but also the personality of poisonous miasma.
This surpasses all the predecessors of the Tiandao clan and creates a new level that the Tiandao clan has never seen before.
For a moment, Ling Feng felt that his three eyes were so hot that his whole head was about to explode.
"Roar!——"
With an extremely high-pitched roar, Ling Feng couldn't control himself and once again activated the true form of chaos, the power of poisonous miasma, the power of heaven's punishment, and the blood of heaven...
The surging and abnormal spiritual power violently impacted his limbs and bones. After a while, there was another deafening roar, and Ling Feng's entire body exploded.
Hurrah!
Rain of blood splashed, Ling Feng's body collapsed in an instant, and the origin of his soul seemed to be burned to ashes by a soul-burning fire.
In the end, everything seemed to cease to exist, leaving only a whirlpool of nothingness.
It is the character of Poison Miasma!
The vortex transformed by the poisonous miasma's personality rekindled the dazzling golden light. Then, the soul was reshaped, the body was reorganized, and in the blink of an eye, another intact peak was suspended in the air, and then slowly fell down. On the floating stone platform where the Third Eye Sage sat cross-legged before.
The next moment, he suddenly opened his three eyes. The Eye of the Emperor finally completed its third transformation and evolved to an unprecedented new level.
Divine Punishment—Eye of the Emperor! (End of chapter)