Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

In front of the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower, Sun Donglai, who sensed Zhang Yifeng's presence, came out happily to greet him.

Even though he was at the Immortal Saint level, Sun Donglai acted like a shopkeeper in the mortal world. When he saw Zhang Yifeng, he showed a fawning attitude: "Master Feng Yi, you are here again? What else do you want to buy from the treasury?"

Zhang Yifeng shook his head: "I'm here to climb the Demon Refining Tower."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Donglai's face suddenly showed a solemn expression: "Sir, you..."

Just when he was about to say that Zhang Yifeng's cultivation had not yet recovered, and if he entered the demon-slaying trial, there might be some changes, but he sensed the powerful immortal aura on Zhang Yifeng.

He is only in the middle stage of Immortal Venerable, but the richness of his immortal energy is already enough to rival that of an Immortal Saint.

"In that case, please come here, sir."

As he spoke, Sun Donglai put on his smiling face again and brought Zhang Yifeng to the steps where the monsters were being refined.

The steps wind up and twist and turn straight to the top of the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower, dividing into ninety-nine floors. This is the appearance of the entire demon refining place.

“The number of layers does not represent the strength of the Saint Realm monsters. No one can tell whether one is stronger or weaker than the other, even though they are both Saint Realm monsters.

In addition, you should also know that there are only three chances to climb the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower. Unless you can reach the top, you will not get another chance to climb.

Now you are only in the middle stage of Immortal Venerable, but you have the possibility to reach the top. Why not come back when you become Immortal Saint? Wouldn't you have a greater chance of success?"

There are ninety-nine levels in the Demon Refining Tower and ninety-nine holy demons. Even Zhang Yifeng is not sure that he can step to the top of the Demon Slaying Tower.

"Is it true that no one has ever stepped foot on the ninety-ninth floor of this Demon Refining Tower?"

"Of course there are. The three Immortal Emperors in the sect have all stepped into the highest level of this Demon Refining Tower."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head helplessly. Qing Yurou curled her lips and said, "What you said is the same as if you didn't say anything. The Demon Refining Tower was refined by the three Immortal Emperors, and these Demon Saints and Demon Saints were also captured by the three Immortal Emperors. Is there anything more to say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Donglai shook his head: "No, no."

"Oh? Is there a secret?"

"This Demon Refining Tower was indeed refined by three Immortal Emperors, who captured these holy realm demons and imprisoned them here. However, after that, the three Immortal Emperors also climbed the Demon Refining Tower again. All three emperors entered the 99th level of the Demon Refining Tower."

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but secretly smack his lips.

Even for an Immortal Emperor, it is not easy to fight against ninety-nine Saint Realm powerhouses in a row and defeat them.

It seems that only the Emperor Realm can access this Demon Refining Tower.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng took a step forward: "Let me test the level of this Demon Refining Tower in this Immortal Venerable realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng stepped onto the stairs of the Demon Refining Tower.

There were flashes of light all around and ripples in the air, covering the entire Demon Refining Tower. Behind the ripples was a demonic aura that was like an abyss.

As the flowing light completely enveloped Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yifeng's figure also stepped onto the steps, moving forward step by step.

"boom!"

A ray of light rose into the sky, attracting the attention of all the demon slayers in the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower.

"Someone has entered the tower!"

Someone shouted in surprise, and in an instant, the entire Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower was surrounded.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Yifeng. Someone in the crowd recognized Zhang Yifeng's identity and called him the one with supreme luck. The demon slayers present gasped.

"Is he going to create another miracle today?"

"How is that possible? He is only at the Immortal Venerable level. Fighting against a Saint Realm demon, even if he can only pass three or five levels, that would be his limit!"

"Do you think that Master Fengyi is you? He was personally enshrined as a Saint by one of the three great emperors of the Demon Slaying Sect!"

Countless discussions echoed in the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower. Even though there were many demon slayers coming and going on normal days, not many people would say anything, let alone make such loud noises.

But today, Zhang Yifeng's ascent of the tower really caused everyone's surprise.

Climbing the Demon Tower at the level of Immortal Venerable was, in the eyes of all the demon slayers present, a wasted opportunity to climb the tower.

However, because the person who climbed the tower was Zhang Yifeng, the man with the greatest fortune in the human race, everyone present felt a little uncertain.

"No matter what, even at the Immortal Venerable level, it's impossible to kill ninety-nine Saint Realm demons in a row, right?"

Someone in the crowd said this, and everyone fell silent.

Ninety-nine demons in the holy realm, let alone the Immortal Lord, even if they are the Great Perfection Immortal Saint, no one has been able to do it since the fall of the Purple Gold Demon Refining Tower until today.

Zhang Yifeng was naturally unaware of the turmoil in the outside world.

At this moment, in the eyes of ordinary people, Zhang Yifeng was still standing on the steps, moving slowly upwards, but a desolate battlefield had appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng.

Atop a dilapidated, bumpy and scarred land, stands a demon saint.

The Demon Saint's body was covered with wounds, but he was still standing, holding a large sword with an exaggerated shape and an arc that almost made a circle.

Sensing Zhang Yifeng's aura, the Demon Saint held on to his body and raised the sword high: "I am the Saint of the Great Desert Imperial Clan, Jin Zhang, who are you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly.

Zhang Yifeng could sense with his soul that the desolate battlefield in front of him was not a physical place at all, but a complete illusion.

The Demon Saint named Jin Zhang was not the demon who had been suppressed here for hundreds of years, but an illusion, but with the cultivation strength of a Demon Saint.

"This trial, isn't it real?"

Zhang Yifeng murmured in his heart, looking at the Demon Saint of the Desert Imperial Clan named Jin Zhang in front of him. He stretched out his hand and the Sixteen Saints of Silence flew into Zhang Yifeng's hands.

Without a word, as Zhang Yifeng rushed out, the Sixteen Saints of Silence slashed at Jin Zhang. With one sword strike, it was as if a den of ghosts had opened wide, and countless hungry ghosts rushed out with grayish-white deathly energy, heading straight for Jin Zhang's body to bite him.

The three Ghost Emperors arrived, and under the roar of their imperial might, Emperor Peng, Emperor Xun, and Emperor Lu, in just a moment, the Golden-Seal Demon Saint turned into minced meat all over the sky, which was eaten by countless hungry ghosts.

Zhang Yifeng put away his sword and squinted his eyes at the desolate battlefield in front of him. In front of the place where Jin Zhang originally stood, there was a hill formed by countless corpses.

"Oh? I see..."

On this hill, a soul landed here, and the power flowing through it came from the Golden Seal Demon Saint just now.

These demon saints and devil saints had already lost their lives when they were sealed in the Demon Refining Tower.

What remains here is just an illusion of trial, and the soul in front of him, and the memories contained in it, are the secrets that Zhang Yifeng can obtain from this Demon Refining Tower.

The memories of ninety-nine powerful saints are enough to outline all the unknowns in this world.