Da Qin: Become stronger and immortal by picking up attributes from the battlefield

but!

Nuwa was still floating in the air, not freed. Her hair was flying wildly under the pull of an invisible force, and it seemed that there was still an invisible force binding her tightly in the air.

The power of space confinement!

That force was like an invisible net that trapped Nuwa inside. The space around her seemed to be solidified. Not to mention that she was still asleep, even if she woke up, it would be difficult for her to break free.

"Suppress with Heavenly Dao Chains, and then suppress with Chaos Bell."

"I see."

Zhao Feng took a quick glance and instantly understood the source of the restraining force.

immediately.

Zhao Feng stared at the imprisoned Nuwa and thought to himself that the Heavenly Chains had been solved, and the next step was to deal with the Chaos Bell and refine this treasure.

Not only can you rescue Nuwa, but you can also obtain another top treasure.

The significance of this to Zhao Feng is naturally self-evident.

Then, Zhao Feng took a step forward, and with a flash of his figure, he came directly to the top of the space and appeared in front of the Chaos Bell.

Even if no one is operating it, this Chaos Bell, as an innate treasure, has demonstrated unimaginable power.

It was suspended in the void, with the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, fire and wind surrounding the bell, emitting an ancient yet powerful aura and releasing terrifying pressure to the surroundings.

The pressure was like a substance. Wherever it went, ripples appeared in the space, as if it could not withstand the force.

As Zhao Feng approached, the terrifying power from the Chaos Bell instantly enveloped him.

The force was like a surging tide, ready to swallow him up.

Even if one has reached the quasi-saint realm, under this powerful force, one will be easily destroyed like an ant.

however.

In front of Zhao Feng, these forces were insignificant and could not hurt Zhao Feng at all.

"Use the bell as a guide."

Zhao Feng looked calm and whispered softly.

He activated the refined Chaos Bell, and the bell instantly emitted a soft light with a unique aura, falling directly towards the Chaos Bell.

As the magic weapon was activated, a strange resonance faintly sounded in this space.

The Chaos Bell, which was originally directed at Zhao Feng, seemed to be inspired by something and began to gradually restrain its pressure and instead responded to the bell.

During this process, Zhao Feng's energy was being consumed at an accelerated rate.

However, with Zhao Feng's physique, the chaotic energy can be easily refined into his own Gang Yuan, not to mention the turbulence of the void, so he does not need to worry about consumption. The turbulence of the void around him surged and gathered madly on Zhao Feng's body, and his Gang Yuan was recovering all the time.

With Zhao Feng's utmost support, the bell gradually found its original place.

As the bells return to their place.

boom!
The Chaos Bell burst out with an extremely terrifying power.

The power of the innate treasure was fully displayed, and the entire void was shaking wildly.

In the void, cracks spread like a spider web, as if breaking the original balance and about to collapse the entire space.

Then,

boom!
A bell rang, echoing throughout the depths of the void.

Since the War between the Wizards and the Undead, the Chaos Bell has not rung again. Since the death of Donghuang Taiyi, the sound of the Chaos Bell that once shocked the ancient world has never sounded again.

Now, it is deafening again.

At the sound of this bell, the endless void was collapsing, reorganizing, and reshaping the space.

Under the vibration of the bell, the space was constantly broken and reorganized, as if experiencing a cycle of life and death.

This was still an instinctive vibration emitted by the Chaos Bell Returning to One, and it was not actually activated by Zhao Feng.

"It is worthy of being the Chaos Bell, a supreme treasure from the past."

Zhao Feng's eyes were filled with shock, and he exclaimed: "In terms of offensive and defensive power, it is much stronger than the Qiankun Ding."

"The real strength of the Qiankun Ding lies in its refining and defense, but this Chaos Bell takes both offense and defense into consideration."

“That’s really amazing.”

Zhao Feng was deeply shocked when he saw the changes in heaven and earth caused by the ringing of the Chaos Bell.

"Fortunately, I got the bell and completed the refining. As the core of the Chaos Bell, the bell is integrated with the Chaos Bell itself. My refining also took effect on the Chaos Bell. Now it has become my magic weapon." Zhao Feng secretly rejoiced in his heart and was very happy.

Today I really got another top-notch treasure.

Moreover, it is one of the three treasures of Creation that has both offensive and defensive capabilities and can suppress fortune.

now.

According to Zhao Feng's perception, the Chaos Bell in front of him has established a connection with him.

It was a connection created after refining a magic weapon, allowing him to clearly sense every fluctuation of the Chaos Bell, so that he could continue to refine it in the future.

"come over."

Zhao Feng waved his hand, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

The Chaos Bell above the void trembled, and the originally huge bell began to shrink rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into the size of a bell and flew into Zhao Feng's hands.

Obviously he was subdued by Zhao Feng.

As the Chaos Bell was subdued, the entire space began to shake violently again.

The trembling of the space became more and more violent, as if the glass was about to break directly.

Nuwa, who was originally imprisoned by the Chaos Bell, also slowly fell from the void.

“This space is about to collapse.”

Zhao Feng frowned and his expression became serious: "We can't stay any longer."

As the Chaos Bell was collected, this space began to collapse.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Feng immediately waved his hand and used a stream of energy to roll up the still sleeping Nuwa and wrap her up tightly.

Subsequently.

A wave of his hand.

Zhao Feng directly broke through the space.

His power tore a huge hole in space, revealing the endless void outside.

Zhao Feng and Nuwa rushed out of the space directly.

As Zhao Feng left, this space could no longer withstand the pressure of the surrounding void. It shattered in an instant and was swallowed up by the endless void turbulence.

In the northern sea of ​​​​Uttarakuru, Zhao Feng brought Nuwa back to the world, but did not stay there for too long, but went directly to Pangu Temple.

Zhao Feng gently placed Nuwa in the temple.

Nuwa had her eyes closed and was still in a deep sleep, with no signs of waking up.

Zhao Feng placed his divine sense on Nuwa. After a while, his divine sense was like a gentle tentacle, probing Nuwa's injuries without any intention of blasphemy.

"The soul is damaged."

Zhao Feng frowned and muttered to himself: "My body is injured. I must heal it before I can wake up."

After just a moment's investigation, Zhao Feng realized how seriously Nuwa was injured.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Feng had an idea.

"Use various natural materials and treasures to nourish the body and repair the soul."

"As long as the Virgin Mary is awakened, she will be able to recover from her injuries on her own."

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Feng took action immediately.

Then he immediately summoned the Qiankun Ding.

There was a bang.

The Qiankun Ding appeared on the ground in front of Zhao Feng with a powerful aura.

then.

Zhao Feng summoned natural treasures from various storage spaces and put the Three Lights Divine Water, Nine Heavens Xirang, and many natural treasures containing life into the Qiankun Cauldron.

"Begin refining the healing nectar."

"With so many natural treasures, we will surely achieve miraculous effects." Zhao Feng smiled and moved quickly and skillfully. Each natural treasure, with its unique aura and power, fell into the Qiankun Cauldron.

Under Zhao Feng's operation, with the blessing of Gang Yuan, the fire of rules began to burn.

The Qiankun Ding also started to operate, and began to refine spiritual objects to repair the body and soul.

For Zhao Feng at this moment, this was naturally a piece of cake and there was no big obstacle at all.

As time passed, a golden halo flickered inside the Qiankun Cauldron, and a strange fragrance that penetrated deep into the soul and body was released from the Qiankun Cauldron.

The strange fragrance instantly filled the entire temple, as if carrying healing power, making people feel relaxed physically and mentally.

"After being refined with the Qiankun Cauldron, the power of these natural treasures is even stronger."

"We should be able to awaken the Holy Mother." Zhao Feng's eyes fell on Nuwa with anticipation.

Then he waved his hand, and countless golden halos fell from the Qiankun Cauldron towards Nuwa who was lying in front of the statue.

Halos of light scattered like flowers falling from the sky. These halos fell completely on Nuwa and were fully integrated into her body and soul.

Under Zhao Feng's heavy refining, even if an acquired creature obtained a little bit of this nectar, it would be transformed into an innate creature. It is conceivable how great the power contained in it is.

Not to mention that the power of these natural treasures has been integrated together, but they have also become even stronger after being tempered by the Qiankun Cauldron.

After it lasted for a long time, this endless nectar fell on Nuwa's body.

Nuwa, who had her eyes closed, finally responded. Her hands suddenly moved, and a breath gradually revived in her body.

"Where am I?"

Nuwa slowly opened her eyes, looking confused.

There was confusion and bewilderment in her eyes, as if she had been sleeping for countless years, and her thoughts could not easily return.

"Success."

A smile also appeared on Zhao Feng's face: "As long as she is awakened, we can let her heal herself."

Seeing Nuwa open her eyes, Zhao Feng felt relieved.

This can be considered as saving Nuwa.

As time went on, Nuwa's consciousness gradually returned, her eyes gradually became clear, and finally, she thought of her original situation.

"Wasn't I injured by Hongjun and trapped in the void outside the heaven and earth?"

"How did you get out of this?"

Nuwa was full of doubts: "Moreover, he suppressed me with the power of heaven and imprisoned me with the Chaos Bell."

"It has been countless years, how come I am here?" Nuwa regained consciousness and felt an unspeakable worry.

The next moment, Nuwa sat up straight and saw the huge statue of Pangu in front of her.

"Great God Pangu."

When she saw the statue, Nuwa naturally recognized it at a glance.

In the past, when Hongjun had not yet been born, the inheritance of innate creatures naturally included the inheritance of Pangu. That was what Pangu left for all living things in the prehistoric world. Naturally, things related to Pangu also had divine inheritance.

"Could it be that the great god Pangu saved me?"

Looking at the statue in front of her, Nuwa couldn't help but come up with a guess.

Although this guess is somewhat unrealistic.

After all, the great god Pangu transformed himself into heaven and earth, how could he possibly save her?
If the great god Pangu were still alive, he would not allow Hongjun to run rampant in the ancient times.

But just after this guess came up, Zhao Feng spoke up: "Holy Mother."

Hearing this, Nuwa suddenly came back to her senses, turned her head and looked, her aura was instantly mobilized and her holy power was unleashed.

However, she had just woken up and couldn't even exert her full strength. She was seriously injured and her holy power was extremely weak.

Not to mention subduing Zhao Feng, even an ordinary Daluo would find it difficult to suppress him.

The injury is too serious.

"It was the younger generation who rescued the Holy Mother from that space. The Holy Mother does not need to worry." Zhao Feng smiled slightly and spoke to Nuwa very gently.

And under Zhao Feng's gaze, he naturally caught the look of fear on Nuwa's face that had not yet faded.

Nuwa had just escaped from the dark prison space, and her face looked grim, with a hint of panic and uneasiness.

After countless years of imprisonment and the severe damage she suffered at the hands of Hongjun, even though Nuwa was a saint, she was essentially a living being with flesh and blood. How could the fear be easily dispelled?

Hear the sound.

Nuwa looked around and then looked at Zhao Feng in front of her. Her tense nerves gradually relaxed and her body was no longer so stiff. She slowly relaxed a little, but not completely.

"What tribe are you from?"

Nuwa narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Zhao Feng, still with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

Although he knew that it was the person in front of him who rescued him, he had just escaped from trouble and was in this unfamiliar situation, so it was natural for him to be cautious.

Simultaneously.

Nuwa was also secretly mobilizing her magic power, and if anything went wrong, she would take action immediately.

"Human race."

Zhao Feng answered without hesitation.

"wrong."

Nuwa shook her head slightly, her eyes becoming sharper. She looked at Zhao Feng from head to toe and said firmly, "Although you have the aura of the human race, you are definitely not of pure human blood."

"The human race's bloodline is far from being as powerful as yours. It can even be said that the power of your bloodline far exceeds that of mine, and even surpasses all the innate creatures in the prehistoric world."

While talking.

Nuwa raised her hand and waved gently. A soft colorful light surged out from her palm and wrapped around Zhao Feng like a silk thread, as if carefully exploring the mystery of his bloodline.

The ancient world originated from the great god Pangu.

Except for those Chaos Demons who scattered in the wilderness after their death, all other innate creatures were born from Pangu's bloodline and have Pangu's blood flowing in their bodies.

Even for the human race, when Nuwa created humans out of clay, the Nine Heavens Soil she used also contained the divine essence of Pangu. Therefore, after the human race was born, they also had a faint bit of Pangu blood in their bodies.

"I was lucky enough to obtain Pangu's bloodline, so my bloodline is stronger than all living beings in the prehistoric world."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly and did not resist Nuwa's investigation. He just answered truthfully.

He was full of respect for the Holy Mother Nuwa in front of him. This was not only because he was in the primitive world and respected Nuwa as the Holy Mother of mankind, but also because the image of the Holy Mother Nuwa was deeply rooted in Zhao Feng's heart in the historical heritage of China.

Hear this!

Nuwa still stared at Zhao Feng for a long time.

But the probing colorful halo gradually faded away.

After a long time, the tense lines on her face gradually softened, and the wariness on her face slowly dissipated a little.

After all, with her saintly eyesight, she could naturally sense that Zhao Feng was very powerful. The faint aura emanating from his body made her realize that in her current state of being seriously injured and not yet recovered, she was no match for Zhao Feng.

Furthermore, since Zhao Feng rescued her, there must be a reason.

"Why did you happen to enter that space?"

Nuwa frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubts, leaned forward slightly, and asked with a sense of oppression: "This space is hidden in the depths of the void outside the prehistoric world. Even a saint would never be able to find it without a special opportunity."

This obviously filled her with doubts.

When she was imprisoned by Hongjun, Hongjun had asserted that no one would be able to find her unless he took the initiative to open the door.

This made Nuwa wonder what the origin of Zhao Feng was.

Is he Hongjun's man, or is there another hidden story?

As an innate creature that has existed since ancient times and a saint, Nuwa has gone through countless years and seen all the emotions and desires in the world and the unpredictable human heart. If Zhao Feng was really sent by Hongjun with ulterior motives, then it would be a big trouble.

"Don't worry, Our Lady."

Zhao Feng took a step forward and said sincerely, "I am definitely not Hongjun's man."

"It was a coincidence that I was able to find the Virgin Mary this time."

"Firstly, I am fortunate to have obtained the bell of the Chaos Bell. Secondly, I am grateful for the guidance of the Supreme Saint."

Zhao Feng smiled and explained slowly.

He knew in his heart that if he wanted Nuwa to completely let down her guard, telling her the truth was the only way.

"You actually got the Chaos Bell?

"When Nuwa heard this, she couldn't help but show surprise, her eyes widened instantly, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

It can be seen that after hearing this, the last trace of vigilance on her face has completely disappeared.

"Could it be that the bells were broken up by the Virgin Mary?" Zhao Feng was sharp-minded and immediately grasped the deep meaning in Nuwa's words and asked tentatively.

"When I was imprisoned by Hongjun and in dire straits, I tried my best to smash the Chaos Bell and scatter its bells."

"I was hoping for a glimmer of hope, but I didn't expect that this would become the key to my escape today."

Nuwa sighed slightly, and said with some reminiscence in her eyes: "Now it seems that this ray of hope has finally been grasped by me."

Speaking of which.

Nuwa forced a smile on her pale face, and her eyes were full of kindness and gratitude as she looked at Zhao Feng.

"indeed."

Zhao Feng smiled and nodded, agreeing: "If there is no guidance from the Chaos Bell, even if I get the guidance of the Supreme Saint and come to this Northern Julu Continent, I will never be able to determine the exact location where the Holy Mother is imprisoned."

As he spoke, Zhao Feng gently raised his right arm with his palm facing up. A bright light flashed and the Chaos Bell instantly appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the Chaos Bell has been refined a little by Zhao Feng and can be controlled by him. It rotates gently in his hands, making clear and pleasant sounds.

"brat."

Nuwa was filled with emotion, her eyes full of amazement: "Your creation is truly amazing."

"Looking at your appearance, you are only a thousand years old, but you already possess such a powerful strength, and you also possess two innate treasures."

"Hongjun's Qiankun Ding is now in your hands. Are you... the one chosen by the great god Pangu himself?"

Nuwa stared at Zhao Feng with a probing look in her eyes.

As a saint, even though she is still seriously injured, her vision and insight are still extraordinary. In addition, she majored in the way of creation, and her perception of living beings is particularly keen.

"I am also blessed by the great god Pangu to be where I am today."

Zhao Feng replied modestly.

Although this statement may sound a bit pretentious, it is not entirely false.

After all, the three paths of heaven, earth and man were all left by the great god Pangu. It is an indisputable fact that Zhao Feng's strength improved by leaps and bounds after he obtained the power of humanity.

"No wonder."

Nuwa suddenly realized, nodded slightly, and the doubt in her eyes completely disappeared.

Subsequently.

Nuwa's gaze shifted to the Qiankun Ding beside her, and she sniffed the nectar scent in the temple that had not yet completely dissipated. She instantly understood how she was rescued, and also knew that all this was done by Zhao Feng.

"Thank you very much for your help this time."

Nuwa looked sincere, clasped her hands together, and bowed deeply to Zhao Feng: "If it weren't for you, I might have been trapped in that dark space forever, with no chance of escape."

After being freed from the predicament, Nuwa no longer had to endure the endless loneliness and suffering of sleep. This was undoubtedly a relief for her.

"The Virgin Mary is too serious. After all, I am also a human, and the Virgin Mary is the Virgin Mary of the human race."

Zhao Feng quickly turned sideways to avoid Nuwa's gift, and returned the gift with a fist salute, speaking sincerely.

"In the prehistoric world, status is determined by bloodline and strength."

Nuwa had a smile on her face, but her expression was somewhat serious: "Daoyou, you have the blood of Pangu, and the power of your blood is far greater than mine. You deserve the title of 'Daoyou'."

“Furthermore, I see that you have already reached the state of Quasi-Saint Great Perfection. Once the time is right, you can attain the Dao of Hun Yuan and achieve the Supreme Sainthood. In the future, you will surely be one of the top powerful people in the prehistoric world.”

"I am worthy of the title 'fellow Taoist'."

"Besides, the grace of saving my life cannot be resolved with just a simple thank you."

Nuwa's words were full of gratitude and recognition for Zhao Feng.

"In that case, then I, the junior, will not refuse the honorific and I deserve the title." Zhao Feng nodded with a smile and finally accepted it calmly.

After all, this is indeed a rule of the ancient times, where strength is respected.

"I will never forget your kindness today." Nuwa emphasized again, her eyes firm, as if she had made a vow in her heart.

And this time!
Zhao Feng changed the subject, and with a curious look on his face, he asked, "Daoyou! Why did Hongjun want to kill you? Was it just because you helped the human race?"

Hear the words.

"It seems that Taiqing really told you a lot about what happened back then."

Nuwa sighed slightly, her expression showing loneliness and resentment: "I have even told you this."

"However, it's better for you not to know these things."

“Although Hongjun is the Chaos Demon God, he now controls the way of heaven and his strength is unfathomable.”

"The hatred between him and me can no longer be resolved, but I don't want you to get involved. He is too powerful." Nuwa had a serious face, her brows furrowed, and her eyes were full of fear of Hongjun.

Apparently!

In Nuwa's heart, Zhao Feng was her savior. She was well aware of Hongjun's terror and did not want Zhao Feng to fall into danger because of her, so she spoke earnestly and advised him not to get involved in this matter.

"Fellow."

Zhao Feng smiled calmly, his expression showing a bit of fearlessness and coldness towards Hongjun: "Hongjun has been eyeing me for a long time."

"In order to kill me, he even brought down divine punishment many times. So, fellow Taoist, there is no need to hide anything and just tell me everything you know." Zhao Feng looked calm and directly told Nuwa about his current situation.

Upon hearing this, Nuwa was immediately shocked, her eyes widened, and she said in disbelief: "Why would Hongjun punish you?"

"Also, although Hongjun has already merged with the Dao, the use of the power of the Dao must also follow the rules of the Dao. How can he use the punishment of the Heaven at will?"

Obviously, Nuwa's current cognition is still at the level before she was imprisoned, and she knows very little about the changes in the ancient world today.

"I'm afraid that the Heavenly Dao now has been completely controlled by Hongjun. He can manipulate the power of the Heavenly Dao at will based on his own selfish desires." Zhao Feng said in a deep voice with a solemn expression.

Hear this!

Nuwa's expression instantly turned extremely ugly, and she murmured, "It has come to this?"

Nuwa looked solemn, her heart filled with shock and fear: "In this case, doesn't it mean that Hongjun's strength has reached the realm of heaven?"

The terrifying power of Hongjun in the past instantly emerged in her mind. At that time, he had not yet completely controlled the way of heaven. Now that he has complete control over it, how powerful would he be?

This made Nuwa feel a deep chill.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist." Zhao Feng saw Nuwa's worried expression and quickly comforted her: "Although Hongjun is strong, he is still no match for the Saint Taiqing."

"Over the years, Hongjun has been suppressed by the Saint Taiqing..."

Zhao Feng did not hide anything and told everything about the current situation in the prehistoric world and even the fight between Taiqing and Hongjun.

Hearing this, Nuwa was so shocked that she stood there in a daze, her face full of shock. She stared at Zhao Feng, unable to speak for a long time.

After a long time, Nuwa murmured to herself: "I didn't expect Taiqing's strength to be so strong."

"Even Hongjun is no match for him."

Zhao Feng was naturally not surprised at all by Nuwa's surprise.

Taiqing’s strength is so powerful that even Nuwa couldn’t imagine it.

How many people in the entire prehistoric world know that Taiqing can defeat Hongjun?

"So, fellow Taoist, if you want revenge, don't worry too much."

Zhao Feng showed a cold smile, his eyes were full of determination and resoluteness: "In the future, the main force to deal with Hongjun will be the Saint Taiqing."

"And I will do my best to fight against the power of the Heavenly Dao controlled by Hongjun."

"One day, Hongjun will be completely killed!"

future.

The battle with Hongjun is bound to happen.

And then.

Hongjun tried to put him to death many times, how could Zhao Feng not take revenge?

...(End of chapter)