After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 324 The restrictions on the Supreme Jue are lifted

hiss!
Xia Feng couldn't help but take a breath of air.

Although he was not sure whether the Spiritual Light Flying Boat was an ancient artifact, he knew that the entire body of the Spiritual Light Flying Boat was made of special materials.

Coupled with the power of the stars covering it, it can withstand the attack of the Xuan-level Martial God without being affected in any way.

Even if it is an earth-level or even a heaven-level Martial God, it will take a certain amount of time to break through it.

Xia Feng now actually feels that he can chop it into pieces with one strike of the Sky Burial Sword. One can only imagine how powerful this Sky Burial Sword is.

He roughly used his Heavenly Sword Dao to refine the Heavenly Burial Sword and barely put it into his body.

It was really reluctantly put into the body. He could feel that the Sky Burial Sword was a little reluctant. Maybe he needed to refine it carefully with the Sword Dao, but he didn't really want to practice in this environment.

Although the relief of the ancient god on the wall and the creature outside had no ill intentions towards him, Xia Feng did not dare to bet his life on such a thing.

He walked near the wall where he had received the inheritance when he came in.

The reliefs on the wall were still lifelike, and Xia Feng bowed to the wall with a respectful expression.

"I owe you the love of your seniors today. If you have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely bring the successors you need back to inherit your mantles and fulfill your obsessions."

After saying that, he saluted again, then turned and walked outside the ancient temple.

The door of the main hall was opened easily, and there was still a very thick mist outside.

Xia Feng could feel that being looking at him from mid-air, and he seemed a little happy.

In a daze, the thick fog seemed to be withdrawn by the person, and Xia Feng could see some scales in the lighter fog.

Thin and dense dark blue scales exuded a faint light in the mid-air, and the huge dragon head poked out of the mist, looking down in the direction of Xia Feng.

Like a species created by the most exquisite sculptor in the world, Xia Feng felt that he had no more perfect words to describe the creature he saw.

He opened his mouth, but his voice became hoarse at some point: "Are you... the legendary dragon?"

A loud and clear hum came from mid-air: "Yes, I am the Dragon of Nine Mist, you can call me Jiuwu."

Xia Feng took a deep breath, and the position of the dragon's head was lowered, and his figure could even be reflected in the huge pupils.

In the ancient temple with the door open behind him, the reliefs on the wall all looked over at some point.

This feeling of concentrated gazes made him a little uncomfortable, but he still bowed to the being in mid-air.

"Thank you Lord Jiuwu for your blessing."

Whether it was today or before, if it hadn't been for Jiu Wu's whim or premeditation, Xia Feng would have never been able to come into contact with these things in the God Burial Valley.

The ancient temple he saw when he came in as a dream body was not what it looked like today at all.

It must have been slightly adjusted by the Dragon of Nine Mists.

Jiu Wu snorted and laughed twice, and more fog enveloped it.

"No need to thank me, everything is destined."

"Okay, it's time for you to leave. There is no need to come in again before the realm of the Lord God."

Xia Feng looked a little confused: "Master God?"

Jiu Wu's body hovered slightly, as if he was remembering something: "By the way, although your Supreme Art is complete, your training after the Martial God realm is not very detailed."

"Let me lift some of your restrictions." After saying that, it opened its mouth big enough to swallow the sky, and spit out a thick mist towards Xia Feng.

These fogs seem to be mixed with various world rules, the strongest of which is the Avenue of Fog.

The thick mist continued to form into various shapes, and then clustered together and condensed into different avenues that rushed into Xia Feng's mind.

He trembled, as if his brain was about to burst.

This somewhat painful feeling came quickly, but also went away quickly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the feeling of being blown away disappeared.

He breathed a little sigh of relief, feeling a few more thoughts suddenly appear in his mind, and his expression was a little inexplicable.

However, he quickly came to his senses and saluted the Dragon of Nine Mists again: "Thank you, Master Jiuwu."

Jiuwu flicked his tail, and then Xia Feng felt his eyes shuttle, and he suddenly appeared outside the God Burial Valley.

"Interesting human boy, it's a pity that we can't talk more. Let's go, let's keep moving forward. Sooner or later you will discover the truth of this world."

Xia Feng's mind moved, and he subconsciously wanted to ask, but looking at the fog growing in front of him, he hesitated for a long time and still didn't ask.

After using the spiritual light flying boat to quickly return to the Great Xia Imperial Capital, Xia Naiwen immediately discovered that he was back.

"Huh? Feng'er came back very quickly this time. Didn't it go well?"

Xia Feng looked at the days and found that it only took him about a week to go to the Valley of the Burial Gods. This was because he wasted some time receiving the inheritance from the ancient gods at the relief at the door.

Otherwise, it might come sooner.

Compared with Emperor Wu who often stayed in seclusion for years or even decades, his actions this time were indeed too fast.

"Father, everything is going well. Let me sort out what I have gained this time and talk to you in detail later in the Dream Bead."

After he finished speaking, he went back to his small yard.

As for the high-grade divine marrow, Xia Feng planned to study the specific situation before making a decision on where to place it.

Only then did he realize that the Dream Bead that had just been upgraded had a lot of energy condensed on it.

I don’t know whether the Nine Mist Dragon deliberately transmitted it to the Dream Bead, or whether the Dream Bead secretly intercepted it when the Nine Mist Dragon unlocked the Supreme Judgment.

He closed his eyes and calmed down, putting his mind in the dream bead, and the next moment he appeared in the space of the dream bead.

First, he conveyed a general meaning to the girls through the Dream Bead. Now that he has returned to Daxia safely, there is no need to worry anymore.

Then he began to study the Supreme Jue wholeheartedly.

The God of War is indeed not the end of cultivation.

Above the Martial God, there are nine realms: Heavenly God, True God, Lord God, God King, God King, God Emperor, God Venerable, God Emperor, and Ancestral God. Each realm is divided into levels one to nine from low to high.

Most of the legendary ancient gods were formed by the rules of heaven and earth, or they became gods naturally.

The realm is generally above that of the God Lord, and among the current ten major divine realms, the highest realm is only the God King.

Xia Feng's expression was a little subtle. The ancient god was trapped in the God Burial Valley and could not go out. This was the scene again in the God's Domain.

There is obviously a story here.

(End of this chapter)