Swallowing the Stars, Hu Yanbo's Pre-Godhood

Chapter 215 Whether someone is stupid or not depends on who they are compared to.

Whether he's stupid or not, he can't be compared to Huyan Bo.

Ten eras passed in the blink of an eye.

For the powerful beings in the cosmic sea, ten eras might just be a short period of seclusion, a chance to become familiar with a certain treasure.

But for Luo Feng, who was inside the Bamboo Heart Pavilion and was nourished by both the Cold Soul Condensing Dew and the Broken East River inheritance space, and for the founder of the Giant Axe, who was fighting day and night with the Xuanhuang Puppet and comprehending the Way of the Axe, it was a different story.

These ten eras were a precious period of rapid growth in strength and continuous consolidation of foundations.

The seventeenth axe strike of the founder of the giant axe has become increasingly clear and sharp from its initial vague prototype. Each move is more powerful than the last, and it is not far from being completely perfected.

The founder of the giant axe is confident that he will be able to create an eleventh-order secret technique before the end of this cycle of reincarnation, and with this technique, he will break through and step into the next realm!

Luo Feng's progress was equally astonishing.

After creating the sixth-order secret technique and absorbing the "Frosty Soul Condensing Dew", he continuously fought against the sages of past generations within the Broken East River inheritance space.

His will grew stronger, and his understanding of the secret techniques deepened day by day.

Although he is still the master of the universe, he is confident that he can unleash the top-tier combat power of an eighth-order true god by relying on the Star Tower, his self-created secret techniques, and the secret art of burning divine power!

This is an unprecedented and unparalleled genius in the history of the vast universe.

In any era, the speed of progress of Giant Axe and Luo Feng is so extraordinary that it would leave countless so-called geniuses far behind.

However, none of these compare to Huyanbo.

Compared to the black-robed figure who left thirteen years ago to cultivate in seclusion at the core of the Yu Shen Zhou, their progress seemed far too slow.

The bamboo pavilion remained quiet as usual that day.

Luo Feng had just exited the inheritance space and was exchanging ideas with the founder of the giant axe. The Mountain Guest and Mo Lin sat facing each other, seemingly deducing some ancient formation.

suddenly-

Without any warning, the space at the entrance of the bamboo pavilion rippled silently like waves.

A figure stepped inside.

He was still wearing that familiar black armor.

However, just as this figure stepped into the bamboo pavilion, and his gaze naturally swept over everyone inside, "whoosh!"

Luo Feng felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand!

A sudden, indescribable sense of dread and suffocation, originating from the deepest part of my soul, swept over me!

The hairs on his body seemed to stand on end at that moment, and his fingers holding the teacup trembled slightly.

He didn't even have time to see the teacher's face clearly, he only felt that gaze sweep over him, and a sense of insignificance and panic in the face of an irresistible power surged uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart!

"Has the teacher's mysterious moves improved again?" This thought flashed through Luo Feng's mind instantly, and his breathing became rapid.

He still vividly remembers the scene where his teacher's words caused the Lord of Liulan Star to faint, but it was more of a strange and incomprehensible experience.

At this moment, the teacher did not even use any power; his mere presence was enough to almost cause this universe master, who was already capable of unleashing eighth-order combat power, to lose his composure!

"All things!" came the low roar of the Giant Axe Founder from the side.

This burly man, who was usually fearless and had a wild fighting spirit, subconsciously took a small step back. His muscles were tense, and the veins on his arm holding the divine axe were bulging, as if he was resisting some invisible pressure.

He stared at Huyan Bo, his copper-bell-like eyes filled with disbelief and horror. "What have you experienced in these thirteen eras? How could the changes be so drastic?!"

"Right now, just being looked at by you makes me feel weak from the inside out, just like, just like when I was young and weak, and I was first looked at by the Primal Ancestor!"

"No, it's even more... more powerless than that feeling!"

"Just how far have you progressed?"

Hu Yanbo seemed somewhat surprised by the two's strong reaction. He then smiled gently, walked to the empty seat at the stone table, and casually said, "It seems that you haven't adapted to the refinement yet, which has caused your will to be slightly outward."

At the core of the "Trial Grounds of Xuanhuang Will", after completing the repayment of ten eras, Hu Yanbo removed the scarlet treasure that served as the core for tempering.

To everyone's surprise, the scarlet treasure turned out to be a wondrous object that could be absorbed!

Therefore, Huyan Bo, having lost the Wu Kingdom, absorbed it without any psychological burden as the last inheritor of the Wu Kingdom.

Huyanbo's will to become a saint went a step further on this basis.

And as a result, it emitted a lingering trace of will that had not dissipated after the absorption was complete.

This explains why, upon entering the bamboo pavilion, an invisible field of will naturally manifested, intimidating Luo Feng and the giant axe.

The expression on Xuanhuang Hou Molin's face, who had been observing quietly, revealed his understanding.

"Have you completely absorbed the General's Soul and Bloodline?"

He paused, then continued, "That treasure was obtained by chance by the former king when he explored an ancient and perilous place called the Burial Abyss."

"Of course, that was only a small part of a much more important treasure, but because it contained pure fighting spirit, murderous aura, and unwavering will, it was bestowed upon the Xuanhuang Army by the King," becoming the core of the "Xuanhuang Will Trial Ground," used to hone the will of our Xuanhuang Army's most elite soldiers.

"To move or even absorb it, one's will must reach the level of 'sanctification'."

"And among the soldiers of my Xuanhuang Army, very few possess the will to achieve sainthood, and since this item is the core treasure for tempering the will of the Xuanhuang Army's soldiers, no one will absorb it."

"It's a good thing that you can absorb it now!"

"I just never expected that you would achieve sainthood in such a short span of thirteen epochs!"

"Inconceivable, truly inconceivable."

The Kingdom of Wu has long been destroyed, and the Xuanhuang Army has become a thing of the past.

For Mo Lin, he originally thought that these remaining treasures would only gather dust, but now that they could be absorbed by the inheritors of the Wu Kingdom, it was something Mo Lin had been eagerly anticipating.

"You flatter me, Your Excellency." Hu Yanbo nodded slightly to Mo Lin, acknowledging his compliment.

Luo Feng and the founder of the Giant Axe stood to the side, listening with some confusion. "Military Soul and Bloodline," "Burial Abyss of Saints," "Will to Become a Saint"

These terms were both unfamiliar and lofty to them, especially the phrase "to be called a saint." To the giant axe, it sounded more like a vague title, representing a higher realm than the present one, but he had no personal experience of what it specifically meant.

However, Luo Feng was different.

"To achieve sainthood, to achieve sainthood through will—" Luo Feng's pupils constricted slightly as fragmented words from Duan Donghe Wu, spoken in the Duan Donghe inheritance space, flashed through his mind: "My Duan Donghe lineage has a total of 192 inheritors throughout history. Excluding the third-generation patriarch who stands at the very peak, there are nine others who have achieved 'sainthood' throughout history!"

"Besides the three generations of patriarchs, they are one of the important cornerstones that enabled the successors of my Duan Donghe lineage to reach the pinnacle."

When Luo Feng first heard these things, he thought they were just glorious histories from distant legends, achievements of his predecessors that were worthy of admiration.

He never imagined that one day this title would fall so realistically on the person closest to him—his teacher, Huyanbo!

"So you see—" Luo Feng felt his throat go dry, and his eyes were filled with extreme shock as he looked at Hu Yanbo.

"In terms of willpower, our teacher has now reached a level second only to the three generations of patriarchs among the 192 inheritors of the Duan Donghe lineage, ranking alongside the other nine top sages?!"

This realization is far more impactful than the instinctive fear I just felt!

That placed the teacher among the most elite members of the entire Duan Donghe lineage, who had spanned countless reincarnations and selected countless geniuses from the cosmic seas and even the origin continent!

"I—" Luo Feng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his mind blank.

His previous thought that "possibly having caught up with his teacher's pace while holding the Star Tower" now seemed so absurd and laughable that he felt ashamed!

Every time I thought I was about to catch up, but when I looked up, I always found that the other person was already soaring above the clouds, looking down at a sky that I could not understand!

"Incredibly stupid—" The thought resurfaced with unparalleled clarity, but it was no longer self-deprecation; rather, it was a cold and sober self-awareness born from facing reality.

Compared to my teacher, my progress is as slow as a tortoise crawling!

However, it was precisely because of his vague understanding of the role of "Sainthood of Will" in the Duan Donghe inheritance system that Luo Feng instantly made more connections.

"Willpower Impact - Black Patterned Stone Pillar -" He recalled his experience of tempering his will in the space of the Black Patterned Stone Pillar.

Once you exceed your limits, it feels like a mountain is pressing down on you, making your soul tremble. At best, you'll kneel down in fear and sweat profusely.

In severe cases, it can lead to coma or even death.

The difference in will leads to this absolute suppression on a life level!

"So, Master's words earlier caused Lord Liulan to faint, and prevented the two demon ancestors from significantly weakening!" Luo Feng's eyes deepened with understanding, yet cold sweat seeped from his back. "It wasn't some 'strange technique' at all; it was a mental assault far exceeding the opponent's limits!"

"It's a secret technique of willpower!"

"Now the teacher's will has advanced even further, and I wonder just how strong the Saintly Will is!" Luo Feng thought in horror.

"However, if we were to face the combined might of the Dream Demon Ancestor and the Tremor Demon Ancestor again, I probably wouldn't even need to use my spear techniques. A single thought, a single shock to their will, would be enough to shatter their resolve!"

If he could easily crush two great demon ancestors, then crushing his disciple, who, although somewhat powerful, had a will far from reaching that level, would only be a matter of a thought!

"Alright, I didn't come here to show off to you." Hu Yanbo waved his hand, turned his gaze to Mo Lin and Zuo Shan Ke, and said seriously, "The main reason I came here is to take another look at the secret techniques within the Wu Kingdom's heritage."

"And I would like to ask Senior Sitting Mountain Guest about the application of higher-level willpower techniques."

"However, the matters I seek to examine and explore involve many profound mysteries beyond the realm of true gods, which you are shielded from by the primordial will of the universe," and are therefore unable to know.

Within the entire primordial universe and the cosmic sea within its sphere of influence, any detailed cultivation method involving "above the True God"

The core inherited information will be subject to instinctive interference from the original Yu Shen will.

Of course, beings like Zuoshanke (the reincarnation of the God King of Jin) and Duandonghe Wu (the Eternal True God), who possess extremely high levels of life and knowledge, know that "this information comes from their original experiences and memories," which the original cosmic will cannot forcibly erase.

However, it would be impossible for them to impart this kind of information, which transcends the true gods, to the native creatures of the cosmic sea.

Huyanbo, however, was an exception.

Previously, when discussing the secrets of the Divine Eye with the Mountain-Sitting Guest, the primordial cosmic will did not interfere with him at all.

This also allowed him to learn this secret art of willpower directly from the Mountain Hermit.

Of course, this "exemption" seems to be limited to him alone.

If other powerful individuals were nearby trying to listen or memorize, all they would hear would be incomprehensible noise.

"I understand!" Luo Feng nodded. As the inheritor of the Broken East River, he knew this better than anyone.

Hu Yanbo nodded slightly to the two men, then gestured to the mountain dweller. The two men got up and walked towards the quieter area on one side of the bamboo pavilion, which was shrouded in a faint emerald light.

Giant Axe chuckled and dragged Luo Feng toward the newly opened martial arts training space: "Come on, Luo Feng, spar with me a few more times! Your teacher is getting more and more monstrous; we can't fall too far behind!"

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The "Divine Eye Secret Technique" has nine levels: Void True God, Eternal True God, and Chaos Ruler. Each realm has three levels.

Now that Huyanbo's will has absorbed the "military soul and blood essence", it has made progress in becoming a saint, but it has not yet reached its peak level. Therefore, it can learn the seventh level.

He had already learned the seventh level of the Divine Eye Secret Technique after repaying his will, and now he only needs the Mountain Guest to tell him the story so that he can repay it.

"Volume Three, Divine Eyes in their Initial Formation." A faint light seemed to gather in the eyes of the Mountain-Sitting Guest.

"This scroll is not simply about gathering willpower, but about using willpower as a fire to forge a pair of eyes that can see deeper and more truly."

"Divine Eyes."

"The will of the Void True God is already vast, but if one does not know the proper method, it is like a blind man holding a torch, the light shines in all directions but no dust is seen."

"This scroll teaches you, the torchbearer, how to concentrate your light into a beam of light. Under that beam, anyone whose will does not reach the level of a true god in the void will find it difficult to escape unconsciousness, or even death!"

The art of attacking with one's will is not limited to the divine eye alone.

However, the Mountain Hermit has studied this art extremely deeply, and has gathered all its many variations and supreme mysteries into the medium of "eye", thus creating these nine volumes of secret techniques.

Its ingenuity and systematic nature are rarely seen in the works of gods.

It should be noted that even the third-generation ancestor of Duan Donghe, who was also a god-king, could only create a three- or four-volume scripture if he were asked to create a secret technique for attacking with willpower.

This is why, although the Duan Donghe lineage is all-encompassing, it did not leave behind any specific martial arts techniques for attacking the will that could lead directly to the pinnacle, because it was not the area that the three generations of patriarchs were most proficient in.

The man sitting on the mountain continued to explain, and Hu Yanbo listened attentively.

"As for the eighth volume, 'Observing the Universe,' and the ninth volume, 'Opening the Heavens with Divine Eyes'—" After finishing the first seven volumes, the Mountain Guest pondered for a moment before continuing.

This "Divine Eye Secret Technique" is one of the few substantial forms of help that this fallen god-king reincarnation could offer.

"The nine volumes of 'Divine Eye' are the culmination of my hard work, and can be considered an unparalleled skill in the art of willpower and combat, but—" The Mountain Guest changed the subject.

"Ultimately, it reflects my understanding of 'will' from the perspective of a god-king."

"Above this, there are even more vast and incredible existences and traditions."

"It is also the most precious and dangerous thing I can offer."

He raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as torches, and stared directly into Huyan Bo's eyes: "The Art of Countless Origins!"