The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 176: Entering the Desolate World
Before he finished speaking, the dark mist gathered into ancient and mysterious spells, sweeping towards Feng Caiyi.

"Curse, are you from the underworld?"

Feng Caiyi's eyes were solemn, and he sensed a dangerous aura from these spells.

Just as she was about to make a move, a brilliant ray of divine light of destiny suddenly pierced through the dark fog and struck the void space.

The Tianding flew around like a giant star piercing through the two worlds.

"Who gave you the courage to attack the Palace Master of the Temple of Destiny?"

A figure wearing the robe of destiny appeared in the void and dispersed the dark fog with a wave of his hand.

He lowered his eyes and looked down, just meeting Feng Caiyi's gaze. After shedding his undead body, the God of Death seemed to have more vitality and became even more charming.

"I felt the Gate of Disaster shatter, so I set out for the Beize Great Wall. I sensed something was amiss here, so I rushed over. I never imagined someone would ambush the God of Death."

Feng Caiyi felt warm in her heart when she heard this, but she couldn't help feeling guilty.

"God of Disaster, there are changes happening within the Beize Great Wall. The Ancient Demon God is not dead yet and has gradually revived. The second pillar of the Ancient Demon God, Baal, is currently confronting the Emperor of Fengdu. God, please quickly send a message to the mighty ones in Hell to attack the Beize Great Wall together."

"Don't worry, God of Wrath and Qingcang have already set off for the Beize Great Wall. Together with the Emperor of Fengdu, they are enough to deal with Baal.

Lord Death, you have just transformed, so a long battle is not advisable. Please take shelter in my divine realm first."

Chen Ping released a corner of the divine world and wrapped Feng Caiyi in it. Feng Caiyi did not resist. Her current state was indeed not suitable for a long battle. The person behind the dark fog had extremely powerful cultivation strength, at least a strong man at the peak level of immortality. She could not participate in this level of battlefield for the time being.

After taking Feng Caiyi into the divine world, Chen Ping took the myriad divine lights of destiny and the Tianding into the world of nothingness, and chased in the direction of the existence behind the dark fog.

The person who can master the Dark Mist method of the Dark Ancestor must be related to the Dark Ancestor. Chen Ping secretly mobilized his mental power to lock him and saw his face clearly. He was a strange young man.

"The Eight Tribes' followers? It seems that the Nether Ancestor still values ​​these ancient demon gods very much, and even sent out the masters of the Eight Tribes' followers."

Chen Ping smiled faintly and sent out eight groups to follow the crowd. On the one hand, it showed that the Underworld Ancestor did not want the Ancient Demon God to be eliminated so early and lose this chess piece. On the other hand, it could be seen that he did not trust the Corpse Nightmare and others so much.

The Wind and Thunder Corpse Ghosts are more famous, but the Eight Tribes are his followers and they are the true descendants of the Underworld Ancestor.

This strange man should be the second-in-command of the Tianzhong among the Eight Divisions, San Yingtian.

The celestial beings, led by the Tian family, secretly control Tianhuang. The strongest man in the Tian family, Erjuntian, is now a semi-ancestor-level warrior. Together with Gandharva, he sits in the Gray Sea and is the right-hand man of the Underworld Ancestor.

San Yingtian's cultivation is second only to Er Juntian. Although he has not yet broken through to the level of Heavenly Venerate, he is already a strong man at the peak level of Immortal Boundless. He has practiced the Tian family's unique skill "Three Corpses Refining Dao" and can fight against Heavenly Venerate. He is not weaker than Xu Fengjin who has not refined the remains of the Sword Ancestor.

With San Yingtian's cultivation level, if Chen Ping wanted to chase him, he would naturally not be able to escape, but today, he was destined not to be the protagonist, as the protagonist had already been replaced by someone else.

The dark fog disappeared into the depths of the void world, and Chen Ping did not continue to chase it. He tore open the void and returned to the real world.

Feng Caiyi flew out of his divine world with a pale face.

"Have you ever caught up with that person? What is his origin?"

"That person has the power of the Hades curse and is quite powerful, but he is not from the Hades. Yin Xuetian has already caught up with him. With Yin Xuetian's strength, that person can't escape." Chen Ping said calmly.

"Yin Xuetian is here too?" Feng Caiyi felt relieved. When the semi-ancestor of the time took action, no matter how powerful the enemy was, they would not be able to cause any trouble.

She looked at the young man in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly, "God of Disaster, thank you for the Disaster Gate. If it weren't for the Disaster Gate, I would have died on this trip to the Beize Great Wall."

"Will losing the Gate of Disaster have irreversible consequences for you?"

Chen Ping just smiled faintly when he heard that, and a new door of disaster appeared behind him. This door of disaster was a little illusory compared to the previous one, but the way of destiny contained in it was even more mysterious.

After breaking through the realm of immortality, Feng Caiyi's horizons broadened and his understanding of the way of destiny was elevated to a whole new level.

Looking at the Gate of Disaster again at this moment, my heart was shocked.

"The First Law of Void Extinction, Lord Huo Ze, have you truly realized the First Law of Void Extinction?"

However, the young man didn't seem to care about it. He just said calmly: "I have occasionally realized something, and I can barely be considered to have stepped into the threshold of the first level of the Void Extinction Dharma. Before reaching the Half-Ancestor Realm, I have cleared the way forward."

"Death Lord, there is no need to be surprised. Your journey to the Beize Great Wall has broken it down and then rebuilt it. You only need to retreat and transform your accumulated experience into cultivation. I believe that you will be able to realize the realm of emptiness and extinction in the future.

The road of the Twelve Phases of Destiny is so long, and I hope I am not the only one on this road."

Chen Ping's words touched Feng Caiyi's heart. After refining Gu Xin and the five-eyed golden insect, Feng Caiyi's accumulation was very profound. The initial stage of Immortal Boundless was not her end.

The first level of the Void Extinction Method is a realm that any cultivator who practices the Way of Destiny wants to reach, and she is no exception.

She was not completely without any foundation in the Void Destruction Method. The Lord of Disaster had already comprehended a hint of the Dao rhyme of the Void Destruction Method long ago. The Gate of Disaster condensed by the Lord of Disaster had previously merged into her body along with the two ancient demon gods. The comprehension of the Void Destruction Method also became a part of her foundation.

With the help of this trace of Tao rhyme to comprehend, she also has the opportunity to master the power of Kongmie Fayi in the future, and use the Twelve Phases of Destiny to prove herself as a Heavenly Venerable and a Semi-Ancestor.

"Lord God of Death, I still have to go to the Beize Great Wall to help Emperor Fengdu suppress Baal. You go back to the Temple of Destiny to take charge of the situation first." Chen Ping instructed.

Feng Caiyi originally wanted to return to the Beize Great Wall with him, but after thinking for a moment, she decided to agree.

Her condition desperately requires seclusion, and Xueye Wutong needs to heal her wounds. The God of Disaster is going to the Beize Great Wall, and the Temple of Destiny really needs a person of sufficient weight to take charge.

"it is good!"

After Feng Caiyi transformed into a nine-colored phoenix and flew away, Gong Nanfeng's figure slowly emerged from the void. "Using my Void Extinction technique as a favor, this is a bit unkind of the Chaos Ancestor."

"You're already this old, are you still thinking of taking down this little phoenix? I didn't expect you're still a guy who likes young girls." Gong Nanfeng teased.

The form of the Lord of Disaster changed, returning to the form of chaos.

There was no trace of joking on his resolute face.

"Brother Gong, the Nether Ancestor finally sent out a subordinate, would you like to go with him to investigate?
Let's see what the Nether Ancestor's current condition is like and how much his injuries have recovered."

Speaking of the Nether Ancestor, Gong Nanfeng's expression suddenly became serious, and he nodded solemnly, "Then let's go."

San Yingtian flew all the way, retreating from the world of nothingness towards Tianhuang.

He used his divine sense to check behind him and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one was chasing him.

Er Juntian sent him here, saying that it was the order of the Underworld Ancestor, asking him to do his best to intercept the cultivators returning from the Beize Great Wall.

But Er Juntian obviously underestimated the strength of these monks from heaven and hell. He first sensed Mengge's breath, weighed the probabilities of not keeping him, and simply let him go.

After waiting for another two days, he finally met Feng Caiyi. Just as he was about to take action, the God of Disaster came to the rescue.

Although he was not afraid, he did not want to get entangled with it too much, so he chose to escape at the first moment.

At this moment, he felt very frustrated, thinking that Er Juntian had underestimated his opponent's strength this time, and he could not complete this task alone.

Fortunately, my identity has not been exposed, so even if Lord Hades knew, he would not blame me too much.

Flying out from the world of nothingness, the shadow of Tianhuang could be vaguely seen in front.

San Yingtian hid his body and continued to fly towards Tianhuang.

After it flew for a distance, Kong Yinxue's figure walked out from the world of nothingness.

Looking at San Yingtian's receding figure, a cold look appeared in her eyes.

"Ancestor Ming, are you in Tianhuang now?"

“Today, I will help my brother test the depth of Tianhuang.

I want to see how much you have recovered from the injuries inflicted on you by the Great Venerable, the Nine Witches, and the God-Defying Heavenly Venerable."

Kong Yinxue murmured to himself, then turned into a dark light and followed San Yingtian from a distance.

On a desolate planet far below Tianhuang, Shiyan, wearing coarse linen clothes, looked up at Tianhuang, as if he could see the scene on the gray sea.

Er Juntian misjudged the situation, and he was inextricably linked to it.

"Kong Yinxue, a contemporary half-ancestor of the Nether Clan, is the most suitable person to test the depth of the pond water.

"Ancestor Ming, can your injury really be healed?"

There was a smile on the face of the Corpse Nightmare. In the past ten kalpas, the trauma suffered by the Ancestor of the Underworld was too severe, so severe that the Corpse Nightmare began to worry that he would lose the power of an immortal like Bai Yuan did.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Wind and Thunder Corpse Ghost is the loyal dog of the Underworld Ancestor, but if the master is weak, the loyal dog may still bite the master.

The figure of the corpse nightmare shattered from the mirror, and in front of the mirror, Hun Dun and Gong Nanfeng stood side by side.

"The spiritual power of the Chaos Ancestor has indeed reached the ninety-sixth level, and even the Ancestor can spy on him silently." Gong Nanfeng had long guessed about Chaos's strength, and now it was truly confirmed.

"It's just the early stage of the ninety-sixth level, which is nothing. I'm still far behind Brother Gong at his peak. The method of emptiness and destruction is a real path to the beginning and the end of heaven." Hun Dun said calmly. This was not flattery. The more he comprehended the method of emptiness and destruction, the more he was amazed at Gong Nanfeng's talent. Maybe he could not compare with the ancestor of the underworld, but he was definitely one of the top figures in the eternity.

If he had not been born in the wrong era, his achievements might not be lower than those of the Nine Wizards.

How could a hero who was reborn with the help of a residual soul and could cultivate to the ancestral realm again without the help of others be an ordinary person?

Unfortunately, he is now very old and his life is coming to an end.

In order to avoid the detection of the Underworld Ancestor, he used the Tianshu needle as a carrier, which still limited his upper limit.

Perhaps, he could try a new way of proving his truth?
Such a thought arose in Hun Dun’s mind.

The Eight Paths of Reincarnation were a mystery, and he didn't have the extra energy to study them in detail.

Yan Wushen is indeed very talented and has the support of Corpse Nightmare, but the Six Paths of Reincarnation is probably his limit. Even with his help, the probability of condensing the complete Eight Paths of Reincarnation is very small.

In his view, the Eight Paths of Reincarnation is an ultimate path that is no less powerful than the three great heavenly paths of Hunyuan, Creation, and Destruction.

Yan Wushen’s foundation is too shallow, and he does not have a special identity like the Spirit of Heaven. The probability of him realizing the complete Heavenly Dao is too low.

Gong Nanfeng is the ancestor of two generations, and his background is rare in the world. If he is willing to enter reincarnation and give it a try, he may have a chance of success.

Above the desolate sky, there was a gray mist and dark light spreading down, illuminating the entire desolate sky.

This is the aftermath of the confrontation between the two semi-ancestors.

(End of this chapter)