The Last Sentinel

"It failed?"

"How could it have failed!"

Sherlock looked at Ye Feng as he walked out, his face full of disappointment.

During the time Ye Feng was imprisoned, Sherlock even planned to use Ye Feng's compensation to live a life of luxury, invest in the dark horse fund market, and travel around the universe.

But Ye Feng walked out without any reaction, as if nothing had happened.

Ye Feng looked at the green-skinned heretic in front of him with a calm expression. "Will you only get the money and be happy if I die inside?"

Ye Feng's words had exposed her true feelings, and Sherlock looked embarrassed, forcing a smile. "No, no, that's not true, how could that be..."

However, the people around Ye Feng looked at him with triumphant smiles and mocking voices.

"This carbon-based life form won't work!"

"Heh, I guess no one on the shortlist wanted him!"

"I thought he was truly fearless, but it turns out he's just a fame-seeker!"

Dim light and shadow, distorted figures, those oddly shaped, foul-mouthed green-skinned, red-skinned, black-skinned, squid-seafood, amphibious creatures, heretics with various tails and horns, constantly mocking and shouting, their voices echoing into Ye Feng's ears, turning into two sharp words—Heretics!

At this moment, Ye Feng's patience with heretics has reached its limit!

Sherlock noticed the veins bulging on Ye Feng's forehead and said cautiously, "Brother, don't be sad. If you don't like us, let's not go. Let's go back to the tavern, and I'll treat you to a drink..."

Ye Feng seemed to be thinking to himself, then said, "Fall."

Sherlock said, "Brother, what...what did you say?"

Ye Feng said, "Fall."

Sherlock rubbed his pointed ears. "No, bro, I... I can't quite hear you. What are you saying...?"

Ye Feng lowered his head and said, word by word, "The cold wind blows in the Valley of Desolation, and the cicadas sing as the youth returns in spring and autumn."

Sherlock was stunned. He saw Ye Feng suddenly tilt his head back, spread his arms, and unleash a terrifying, suppressed golden spiritual power that roared outwards like a tsunami, enveloping the entire Black Tower Guild venue. Tens of thousands of heretics on all three levels were enveloped within it!

Within the golden divine force field, all the heretics widened their eyes, staring intently at the carbon-based life form before them. At this moment, they finally realized what fear and oppression truly meant.

Ye Feng spread his arms, his trench coat fluttering in the wind, and his figure slowly floated up, muttering to himself.

"At Danghun Mountain, the stone figure sheds tears; the immortal wanders, the demon heads north."

"Ten thousand immortals retreat on the river against the current; love cannot withstand the tears of perseverance."

"Destiny may bring success or failure, but the immortal may regret it, while I do not."

Each word transformed into bolts of golden lightning, which danced wildly like dragons and snakes, fiercely engulfing all the heretics present!

The materialized lightning dragons and serpents roared past, cracking countless fissures in the bodies of the heretics before exploding into a cloud of blood mist—some black, some white, some blue, and some green…

Within the golden divine force field, countless explosive bursts of blood energy surged and converged, rapidly gathering towards the center of the divine force field under Ye Feng's guidance.

Ye Feng spread his arms wide, his voice ringing out, "Heavenly Court - Grand Grade Gu Immortal Technique! Gather!"

As Ye Feng clenched his left hand, countless colorful blood essences converged towards the center. The vortex in the center of the golden divine force field began to rotate, and dense golden threads continuously wrapped and converged into a golden cocoon. Layers of dark golden inscriptions appeared on the surface of the cocoon, resembling the embryo of a mysterious Taigu monster.

In the chat group.

Great Love Immortal King: Hahaha! Not bad! Not bad, your recitation of poetry has some of the style of my Great Love Immortal King! However, your spiritual power is still too weak. Looking at the Gu Realm, your spiritual power is only a little over the third level.

Immortal God of Magic: Little Ye has only been cultivating for a few years! Less than a year, it's already quite good that you've reached the third level. Don't have high expectations.

Quasi-Sixteenth Realm Martial Artist: Xiao Ye is a man of principle. He discovered that the Great Love Immortal King had few ties to his hometown, so he only accepted the Great Love's [Heavenly Court Grand-Grade Gu Refining True Technique]! We didn't take a single thing from what we shared!

Hongmeng's First Affection: All those techniques and skills are ultimately superfluous. Xiao Ye's greatest gain now is not these techniques and secret manuals, but that he has transcended the perspective and values ​​of an ant and has begun to awaken the self-awareness of a strong person!

Master of Machines: The eldest brother is absolutely right. Ever since Xiao Ye left Blue Star, he's been going down the wrong path. His thinking and vision have been shattered by the outside world. He's trapped in a world of mindset like Jerry the Mouse, thinking he can work as hard as the strong in the ordinary world, diligently grinding towers, and gradually becoming stronger according to the path others have laid out for him. This seemingly flawless path is actually a trap, a trap designed by the Ancestor of the Void and Wei Yang. What is the true path to strength? It's doing what the law forbids! Only then can you escape the trap and become strong!

Wuji Demon Lord: Hahaha! Let's start with burning, killing, and looting! Kill! Slaughter all heretics, absorb their life essence, and refine them into Gu to repay our Great Xia!

Quasi-Sixteenth Realm Martial Artist: Heretics should only be treated as canned food or nourishment. Kill them all, kill them all! Any tolerance of heretics is the greatest desecration of humanity!

Ye Feng chuckled softly, golden divine energy fields of lightning twisting and swirling wildly around his body. The golden cocoon at the center of the vortex continued to grow, from the size of a finger to the size of a fist, then to fifteen centimeters, twenty centimeters, thirty centimeters...

Having survived the desperate battle on the Dark Matter Grand Channel, Ye Feng's mental strength had recovered to the point where it broke through the previous force field. Coupled with the Great Love Immortal King's enlightenment and the [Heavenly Court Grand-Grade Gu Refining Immortal Technique], he reached an unprecedented peak. At this moment, the Great Love Immortal King's Gu Scripture was constantly converging, translating, and evolving within Ye Feng's mind…

The Dao of Gu states that humans are the most intelligent of all beings, while Gu is the essence of heaven and earth!

The process of refining Gu involves three main steps: nurturing, refining, and using. In layman's terms, nurturing means cultivating true essence (spiritual power), refining means finding Gu materials, fusing them in the refining furnace, eliminating impurities, and infusing them with willpower, ultimately making the Gu the core of heaven and earth.

Raising Gu: Cultivating Gu worms, maintaining their activity, and improving their quality.

Using Gu: Combining deadly techniques.

Refining Gu: Refining, combining, advancing, reincarnation.

Acquiring Gu materials is the first step in Gu cultivation. Natural materials include wild plants, spirit stones, and spirit herbs. Non-natural materials mainly consist of the essence of the flesh and blood of exotic beasts, their corpses, souls, and special minerals. One must use one's true essence (i.e., spiritual power) to destroy the will and spirituality of the materials, causing them to fuse and converge into the essence of all things, and then find a specific destiny imprint to integrate into them...

This is the first stage: refining the Gu materials!

Ye Feng intensified the stimulation of his true essence and spiritual power, and endless golden divine fire converged and surged forth!

The golden cocoon, which was originally three feet tall in the golden vortex, began to shrink again, from three feet to two feet, one foot, one finger... until it became an inch!

"It's done!"

Ye Feng gently waved his right hand, and the one-inch-long golden cocoon fell into his palm.

Ye Feng carefully examined the tiny silkworm cocoon, thinking to himself, "Senior, what do you think of this Gu embryo?"

In the chat group, Da Ai Xian Wang Dao commented, "Not bad, it's your first time refining! Almost there! You have some talent!"

Hongmeng's First Affection: Don't listen to Da Ai's nonsense, he was really nervous and excited just now. You still have a lot of talent for refining Gu! No matter how bad this Gu is, it's still at least a seventh-grade Gu!

Master of Machines: Starting with a Rank 7 Gu, tsk tsk, I love your Spring and Autumn Cicada, what rank and transformation was it again?

Great Love Immortal King: Ye Feng can refine such high-level Gu purely because his materials are excellent. So many heretics, tsk tsk, in the eyes of us Gu cultivators, they are all rare and precious consumables. Compared to the Dragon Lord's Dragon Clan, we don't feel bad using them at all! And the quantity is invincible!

Ye Feng: This Gu is still of poor quality. It's not good enough for the big shots' friends and relatives. I'll give it away later!

Great Love Immortal King: Alright, take your time to figure it out. Refining Gu is a big job. You'll find that flesh and blood are the most boring. Planets, origins, and mythical beasts in physics are the best materials. Hahaha, I'm outta here!

Hongmeng's most affectionate message: I'm out of here. Tag me again if you need anything!

Wuji Demon Lord: He's fled...

When Ye Feng turned around again, Sherlock beside him was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

Sherlock had never seen anything like this before. His own brother let out a long howl, and all of them exploded and died instantly!

Sherlock was completely dumbfounded. Was this really the carbon-based life form he knew?

Is this carbon-based life?

This is simply a god!

At this moment, Ye Feng slowly lowered his head and met Sherlock's gaze.

Sherlock hurriedly backed away, "Yes, I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to offend you..."

Ye Feng paced back and forth, walking over Sherlock's head. "Heretic, you should be grateful that your last words, inviting me for a drink, saved your life. I originally intended to destroy you, but your last words saved your life."

"Don't mention me to anyone again. I hate heretics!"

Sherlock looked up again, but Ye Feng had vanished. The Black Tower Guild was now completely empty, not a single person breathing, as if it were a morgue.

Sherlock turned and ran away; today's experience felt like a nightmare, one he didn't want to relive.