He felt that the power in his body, the huge energy that could destroy the world and destroy the world after thousands of years of hard training and thousands of years of accumulation with the help of the great formation, was rushing crazily into the body of the young man in front of him in a way that he could not understand, let alone stop!
He wanted to struggle and resist.
However, he was cut off from the connection with the formation, and his origin was eroded by the "immortal corpse energy". His strength was reduced to ten percent.
But Ye Feng seemed to have turned into a real black hole.
The Holy Lord's body, which was originally as solid as a god, began to become illusory and dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The white robe on his body turned into spots of light.
His blurred face turned into smoke.
"Who...are you..."
These are the last words he left in this world.
Ye Feng did not answer him.
Just the most direct action gave the answer.
Swallow! Refining!
The whole process lasted as long as a stick of incense.
When the last trace of energy was sucked into Ye Feng's body, the Lord of the Holy Land, the supreme being who had ruled the continent for thousands of years, completely disappeared from this world.
Not even a trace was left.
The suffocating pressure between heaven and earth disappeared.
The chaotic crack in the sky also slowly healed.
In the sky above Qingfeng City, only Ye Feng was left, floating quietly.
He closed his eyes and felt the surging power in his body like a river bursting its banks.
[Ding! Successfully kill the Lord of the Holy Land and obtain Qiankun Points: 10,000,000! 】
[Ding! It is detected that the energy in the host body is saturated. Has a breakthrough begun? ]
The Holy Lord's unimaginably huge cultivation energy was like a violent torrent, washing and surging through his limbs and bones.
"Boom!"
An unprecedentedly powerful aura soared into the sky from Ye Feng's body!
His cultivation, at this moment, was like a broken bamboo, advancing rapidly, and finally, it stayed steadily at...
The peak of transcending tribulation!
There is only half a step away from the legendary realm of ascension!
Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, and two golden rays of light flashed from his eyes and penetrated directly into the void.
He clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying power in his body that could crush stars, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
"This wave... is not a loss."
In the distance, Xiao Wuhen and several elders of the Xiao family were completely dumbfounded.
They opened their mouths, stared, and their brains were blank, like several petrified statues.
The Holy Lord...is dead?
Been swallowed by Ye Feng...?
Then, Ye Feng... broke through to the peak of transcending tribulation on the spot?
What happened in this hour was more bizarre and dreamlike than their previous lives combined.
"I...I'm not dreaming, am I?" An elder pinched himself hard, grinning in pain, but still couldn't believe the facts in front of him.
"He...he absorbed the Holy Lord..." Xiao Wuhen murmured to himself, looking at Ye Feng no longer looking at a peer, or even a senior.
That's looking at a... real monster that cannot be deduced by common sense!
Ye Feng ignored their shock. He turned around and looked towards the center of the continent, in the direction of the Holy Land.
"The real owner has solved the problem, and it's time to... demolish the illegal building."
He disappeared in a flash.
Only one sentence was left, echoing in the ears of Xiao Wuhen and others.
"What are you doing standing around? Follow up and eat melon."
Holy place.
Located on the top of the "Sky Mountain" in the center of the continent.
Here, it is shrouded in auspicious clouds and auspicious energy all year round, cranes are flying, and the aura is so rich that it almost turns into substance. Countless beautiful buildings and jade buildings are suspended above the sea of clouds, forming a true fairyland in the eyes of mortals.
However, under this sacred and peaceful surface, there is a huge bloody altar hidden in the deepest part of the Sky Mountain Range.
On the altar, runes were flowing, and blood was shining into the sky, dyeing half of the sky a strange dark red.
The entire continent’s earth veins, spiritual energy, and even the fate of all living beings are continuously gathering here through the "All Souls Gathering into One God Refining Formation".
In the center of the altar, a vague human-shaped shadow made of pure energy is slowly condensing.
It is the so-called "Holy Son".
The monster comes from outside the sky and needs to swallow the whole world before it can come.
At this moment, the shadow has mostly solidified, and an evil aura emanates from it, making the elders of the Holy Land guarding the altar feel palpitations.
"It's almost... we're almost successful!"
Tianfa stood under the altar, his eyes full of enthusiasm and expectation.
The Holy Lord personally took action to deal with that boy who didn’t know the heights of the world.
As long as a moment passes, when the Holy Lord returns, and all the spirits and souls of the sacrifices at the "Feast of Ten Thousand Immortals" are sacrificed, the Holy Son will be able to arrive perfectly!
At that time, these "shepherds" will receive "divine grace" from outside the sky, reach heaven in one step, and gain eternal life!
Just when he was dreaming about a better future, a sudden change occurred! "Crack!"
A crisp cracking sound sounded from the center of the altar.
The enthusiasm on Tianfa’s face froze instantly.
He looked up in shock and saw a tiny crack appearing out of thin air on the chest of the phantom of the "Holy Son" that was about to take shape!
Immediately afterwards, the crack spread rapidly throughout the body like a spider web.
"What's going on?"
"The energy supply...the energy supply is interrupted!"
An elder responsible for monitoring the formation shouted.
They could clearly feel that the huge energy that was constantly flowing from all over the continent came to an abrupt end as if it was cut in half!
"Impossible! How is it possible for the Holy Lord to take action..."
Before Tianfa finished speaking, an extreme fear seized his heart.
He saw a figure appearing above the altar at some unknown moment.
Hunting in green clothes, black hair flying.
That face is none other than Ye Feng, who is wanted across the entire continent!
However, Ye Feng at this moment is completely different from the seemingly harmless young man on the wanted poster.
He was suspended there quietly, without emitting any breath, but it made all the powerful men in the Holy Land present feel a tremor originating from the depths of their souls.
"Where are you... Lord Holy Lord?" Tianfa's voice trembled as he asked a question that he himself could not believe the answer to.
"He."
Ye Feng's eyes fell on the bloody altar, and his tone was as calm as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"I thought he was too noisy, so I sent him on his way."
"As for you..."
The corners of Ye Feng's mouth raised a cold arc.
"Let's bury him together."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and shook it lightly at the bloody altar below.