Ye Feng’s cultivation level, after absorbing the origin of the core of Tongtian Star, directly broke through from the sixth level of the Golden Core to the seventh level of the Golden Core!
Moreover, this is not a simple improvement in cultivation. The power of the stars in his body has undergone a qualitative leap, becoming purer and more condensed. The physical strength has also reached an unimaginable height. He feels that even without the star protection, he can still resist the full blow of the Nascent Soul monk.
More importantly, his understanding of "Zhou Tian Xing Jue" has reached the third level. He could clearly feel that his body was resonating with the power of the stars between heaven and earth, as if he could trigger the stars to descend at any time.
This is the initial manifestation of "star transformation".
Ye Feng clenched his fist, feeling the abundant strength in his body, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The harvest this time exceeded his imagination.
He lowered his head and glanced at the dim, fist-sized crystal in his hand, and put it into his storage ring. Although the energy of this crystal is exhausted, its material is still extraordinary, and it may still be useful in the future.
Just as Ye Feng stood up, he suddenly felt a strange fluctuation. This fluctuation is so subtle that it would be impossible to detect it if not for his powerful spiritual consciousness. This fluctuation does not come from this circular space, but from deeper, as if something was disturbed by his absorption behavior and is slowly waking up.
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed and he became wary. He knew that the Secret Realm of Tongtian would never be that simple, and any huge opportunity might be accompanied by a greater crisis.
He turned to look at several disciples, who were looking at him with admiration.
"Senior Brother Ye, you...did you succeed?" A disciple asked cautiously.
Ye Feng nodded, with a relaxed look on his face. "Well, the harvest is not small." He did not elaborate, but just waved to them. "Okay, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time, let's move on."
He glanced at the end of the circular space, where there was a looming light door. Within the light door, it seemed to be connected to another more mysterious space.
Ye Feng knew that behind the light door might be the truth about the great calamity mentioned by Immortal Tongtian, as well as his true purpose of leaving a legacy.
He stepped towards the light gate, and several disciples quickly followed.
The moment they stepped into the light door, an ancient and vicissitudes of atmosphere hit their faces. The sight before them shocked them again.
This is a huge hall. In the center of the hall, stands a towering stone monument. The stone tablet is covered with densely packed words, and every word exudes ancient and profound charm. There is a faint fairy spirit surrounding the stone tablet, making the entire hall look solemn and solemn.
And directly in front of the stone monument, a figure wearing a white robe sat cross-legged. His face was blurred, and his whole body exuded a powerful pressure, as if he was integrated with the heaven and earth.
"Is this...Is this the Tongtian Immortal?" A disciple asked in a trembling voice.
Ye Feng's eyes fell on the white-robed figure, and he could feel that it was not a living person, but a remnant soul, or in other words, an idea.
He did not step forward rashly, but turned on the "Enlightenment Acceleration" function and carefully observed the words on the stone tablet.
These words are ancient and obscure, but Ye Feng quickly deciphered part of them with the help of his powerful spiritual consciousness and accelerated enlightenment.
What is recorded on the stone tablet is indeed the great calamity mentioned by Immortal Tongtian.
This world does not exist in isolation, but is one of thousands of worlds. Every ten thousand years, there will be an invasion of evil spirits from outside the territory, intending to devour the origin of this world and turn it into a dead zone. In order to resist this extraterrestrial evil, Immortal Tongtian left a legacy in this immortal palace, looking for someone who could inherit his mantle and lead this world to resist the great catastrophe.
The core of the stars he left behind is not only to improve the successor's cultivation, but also to enable the successor to better understand the power of the stars and prepare for future wars.
"Extraterritorial evil spirits..." Ye Feng's eyes were solemn.
He looked at the white-robed figure with a complicated emotion in his heart. Immortal Tongtian paid such a huge price for this world, and even condensed his entire life cultivation and the earth's veins into the core of the star, just to wait for a successor who could inherit his will.
"Senior Brother Ye, what is written on the stone tablet?" A disciple couldn't help but ask when he saw Ye Feng's serious expression.
Ye Feng withdrew his gaze and simply told them the content on the stone tablet.
When the disciples heard about "extraterritorial evil spirits" and "catastrophe", their expressions changed drastically.
"Then...what should we do?" A disciple asked in a trembling voice.
Ye Feng looked at the white-robed figure in front of the stone tablet, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Tongtian Immortal, now that I have obtained your inheritance, I will not sit idly by and ignore it." Ye Feng thought silently in his heart.
He stepped towards the white-robed figure. Several disciples saw this and quickly followed.
When Ye Feng walked up to the white-robed figure, the figure seemed to sense something and slowly raised his head. Although his face was blurry, Ye Feng could feel a kind gaze falling on him.
"Finally... the wait is here." The white-robed figure let out a long sigh, his voice vicissitudes of life and ancient, filled with relief.
"Junior Ye Feng, I would like to pay my respects to Immortal Tongtian." Ye Feng bowed his hands respectfully.
The white-robed figure nodded slightly, and a soft energy emanated from him, instantly covering Ye Feng. Ye Feng felt a roar in his mind, and countless information poured into his sea of consciousness like a tide.
This information has been learned by Immortal Tongtian throughout his life, including his deeper understanding of "Zhou Tian Xing Jue", as well as some detailed information about foreign demons, and some ancient secret techniques that he has never heard of.
At the same time, a picture also appeared in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness. That was the scene of the battle between the Tongtian Immortal and the evil spirits from outside the territory. Those evil spirits had different shapes and powerful strength. Every time they appeared, they were accompanied by the destruction of life.
Ye Feng's mind was greatly shocked. He didn't expect that the extraterrestrial evil spirits were so powerful and numerous.
When all the information poured into Ye Feng's sea of consciousness, the light of the white-robed figure became dimmer, as if it would dissipate at any time.
"My inheritance...my will is entrusted to you." The voice of the white-robed figure became weak.
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-robed figure turned into dots of starlight and dissipated in the air, leaving only a jade slip floating quietly in the air.
Ye Feng reached out and took the jade slip. The jade slip contained the last thoughts of Immortal Tongtian, as well as some information that he could not fully convey.
He put the jade slip into the storage ring with mixed feelings in his heart.
"Senior Brother Ye, he...he disappeared?" A disciple asked, looking at the white-robed figure that disappeared.
Ye Feng nodded and said nothing.
"Senior Brother Ye, what should we do now?" Another disciple asked.
"Let's digest this harvest first." Ye Feng said in a deep voice, "Then, we will leave here."
Just as they were about to leave the hall, Ye Feng suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching quickly.
This aura is stronger than any monk I have encountered before, and even has a faint sense of suffocating oppression.
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and he knew that new trouble was coming.
"Be alert!" Ye Feng shouted, and the Xinglei Sword and the Qingxuan Ancient Sword instantly appeared in his hands, with the sword tips pointed directly at the entrance of the palace.
Several disciples also quickly took out their magic weapons and looked nervously at the entrance of the hall.
Boom!
At the entrance of the palace, a huge figure suddenly descended. He held a huge ax in his hand. He wore a ferocious ghost face, only revealing a pair of scarlet eyes, exuding bloodthirsty light.