As Tianzun disappeared into ashes, the terrifying pressure that shrouded the entire world also disappeared.
The light from the scroll of mountains and rivers below dimmed and turned into a folding fan again, flying back to Xiao Wuhen's hand. His face was pale, but his eyes were looking at the figure standing in the sky holding a sword with extremely complicated expressions.
In Wanren City, the monsters who escaped from death burst into cheers. They looked at Ye Feng no longer in awe, but as if they were looking up to a god.
"Win...win?" Meng Zhan got up from the ground, his huge golden pupils filled with shock.
"He really...killed 'Heaven'?" Hu Xian'er murmured to himself, her mind agitated and unable to calm down for a long time.
Ye Feng slowly fell from the air, his breath a little sluggish. The "Destroy" just now almost drained all his strength. He shook the fragment of the formation core in his hand and grinned at the stunned people: "Don't be stunned, the barbecue is cold, keep eating."
Everyone: "..."
At this moment, a space crack silently tore open in the center of the banquet hall. An old man wearing a Confucian robe, with white beard and hair, and a pale face, but with an air of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, walked out slowly.
His breath, as deep as the sea, was no weaker than the previous Hu Xiaotian.
"Ancestor!" When Xiao Wuhen saw the person coming, he quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
The person who came was none other than the Xiao family’s Dinghai Shenzhen, an old monster who had lived for an unknown number of years—Xiao Zhenshan.
Xiao Zhenshan's eyes ignored his juniors, but stared at the fragments of the formation core in Ye Feng's hands, and an unprecedented light burst out from his cloudy eyes.
"You have gathered all the cores of the ancient boundary-breaking formation... unexpectedly?" He trembled.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and said in a deep voice: "My little friend, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
Ye Feng looked at him, then at Xiao Wuhen, who looked nervous next to him, and nodded.
A moment later, in a secret room in Wanren City.
"So, if I kill that Heavenly Lord, it is equivalent to lifting the 'lid' of this world?" Ye Feng touched his chin, thoughtfully.
"You can say that." Xiao Zhenshan's eyes were full of admiration, "My little friend, this move is not only for myself, but also for all the seekers in this world, breaking the shackles of the ages! Such merits are immeasurable!"
He solemnly bowed deeply to Ye Feng.
"I, Xiao Zhenshan, on behalf of all the monks in the world, thank you Xiaoyou Ye!"
"No, no, no, no," Ye Feng quickly supported him, "I just saw that he was unhappy, so I just killed him without thinking too much."
Xiao Zhenshan laughed loudly, and the more he looked at Ye Feng, the more he liked him. He is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and has an extraordinary character. No wonder he has achieved such success.
"Now that the formation is united, I, the Xiao family, are willing to devote all our efforts to help you repair the ancient formation and start the road to ascension!" Xiao Zhenshan said firmly, "The foundation of the ancient formation is in the ancestral land of my Xiao family. Without further delay, we will set off immediately!"
Start the road to ascension!
These six words made Xiao Wuhen on the side breathe quickly. This is the ultimate goal that all monks in this world dream of.
Ye Feng also nodded, he was looking forward to it as well. This world is already a bit small for him.
However, just when they had reached a conclusion and were ready to leave.
The space suddenly trembled violently.
At this moment, a jade talisman in Ye Feng's arms shattered with a "pop" sound.
An urgent voice sounded directly in his mind.
It is the voice of the sect leader Lu Yuanqing.
"Ye Feng! Come back quickly!"
The voice stopped abruptly.
Ye Feng’s brows instantly wrinkled.
For the sect leader to summon him back so eagerly, it was obvious that something terrible had happened to the Tianji Sect.
On one side is the Ascension Ancient Formation that is about to open, and on the other side is the sect’s emergency call.
Ye Feng fell into deep thought.
After a moment, he raised his head, looked at Xiao Zhenshan who looked expectant, and smiled apologetically.
"Mr. Xiao, I'm really sorry."
"It seems that I have to take a step back about this ascension."
"There is something urgent at home, I have to go back first."
"What's going on?" Xiao Wuhen stepped forward and asked.
Ye Feng did not answer. He just handed the fragment of the formation heart to Xiao Zhenshan and said in a calm voice: "Senior, I will leave the formation heart to you for safekeeping. I will ascend after I finish handling the affairs of the sect."
"Go ahead, little friend!" Xiao Zhenshan solemnly took the fragment of the formation heart, "If necessary, my Xiao family can support you at any time!"
He knew that Ye Feng had just experienced an earth-shattering battle and was at his weakest moment. However, he had to rush back to the sect immediately, which showed how urgent the situation was.
"Thank you." Ye Feng nodded, his eyes swept over Meng Zhan, Hu Xian'er and others, and finally fell on Xiao Wuhen, "The endgame here will be left to you."
Before he finished speaking, the space around him was slightly distorted, and the whole person had disappeared into the secret room.
Xiao Wuhen looked at the place where Ye Feng disappeared, his lips moved, but in the end he just clenched the folding fan in his hand.
……
Tianji Sect.
A little too quiet.
The mountain-protecting formation is intact, and the spiritual energy in the mountain is still strong. Many outer disciples can even be seen breathing and practicing in front of their caves, and there are also disciples competing in the martial arts field. Everything seemed orderly, no different from before.
But Ye Feng’s spiritual consciousness was so powerful that it enveloped the entire sect in an instant.
He "saw" it.
I saw the expressions on the faces of the disciples who were "cultivating" were numb, and their movements were stiff, as if they were puppets on strings, repeating a fixed routine.
He "saw" that the spiritual birds that usually chirped in the sect were huddled quietly in their nests, shivering, not even daring to make a sound.
He "saw" in front of the main hall of Tianji Peak, the main peak, the sect leader Lu Yuanqing and several Supreme Elders were standing there with solemn expressions, looking up at the sky, as if waiting for something.
The entire Tianji Sect atmosphere is a bit suffocating.
Ye Feng flashed, and the next moment he appeared beside Lu Yuanqing.
"Sect Master, I'm back."
"It's good to be back." When Lu Yuanqing saw Ye Feng, his tense face finally relaxed, but the worry in his eyes only increased, "You...killed Tianzun?"
He could feel that the "ceiling" that shrouded the head of this world had disappeared.
"Killed a guy who claimed to be Tianzun." Ye Fengyan said concisely, "What is going on now?"
A Supreme Elder with white beard and hair said bitterly: "We don't know either. About an hour ago, an indescribable pressure enveloped the entire sect. It did not attack us, it just..."looked" at us. All disciples whose cultivation is below the Nascent Soul stage , The mind and heart were affected, and it became what it is now. "
Another elder added: "We tried attacking and activating all the killing arrays, but all the power, when approaching the source of the pressure, was like a mud cow entering the sea, dissipating into nothingness. It... seems to have exceeded the scope of "power" that we can understand."