Qiankun Gourd

Ye Feng practiced in seclusion in the deep cave for two years. During this time, Wangcai's strength improved by leaps and bounds, from the ninth level of Saint Emperor to the third level of Saint Lord, and Hu Ling'er made even faster progress, reaching the fifth level of Saint Emperor, a high level that people look up to.

Whenever Ye Feng thought of Hu Ling'er about to step into the threshold of the first-level Saint Realm, an indescribable confidence surged in his heart. He believed that by then, he would have no rivals in the Saint Realm.

Just as he was thinking this, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the sky above the island, and a towering, magnificent golden palace slowly appeared in the sky. It seemed to be so high that it reached the sky, making it difficult to estimate its top.

"The Daluo Holy Temple has finally appeared!"

There were waves of exciting cheers coming from outside, rising and falling like waves.

Upon hearing this, all the monks who were in seclusion on the island broke out of their seclusion, soared into the sky, and looked up at the mysterious Daluo Temple like a flock of birds returning to their nests.

Ye Feng's heart was also surging, unable to restrain himself, he flew out in an instant, looked up at the golden palace towering into the clouds, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's really magnificent!"

Then, powerful spiritual senses from the surroundings surged in like a tide. When they found that Ye Feng was only at the fourth level of Saint Lord, they withdrew like the ebbing tide and no longer paid any attention to him.

Ye Feng also released his spiritual sense, which spread out in all directions like an invisible net, carefully exploring the movements around him.

At this moment, dozens of cultivators gathered around him, all of them were powerful: two ninth-level Saint Lords, three eighth-level Saint Lords, ten seventh-level Saint Lords, twenty sixth-level Saint Lords, and thirty fifth-level Saint Lords. And a fourth-level Saint Lord like Ye Feng was as rare as a phoenix feather in this imperial realm full of powerful people.

He carefully observed the two ninth-rank Saint Kings in the front. One was wearing a golden robe and had a body as big as a mountain, while the other was wearing a white robe and had an outstanding temperament, like a banished immortal.

“Presumably, the burly man in the golden robe is the Golden Light Saint Lord of the Golden Light Saint Sect, and the young man in the white robe is the Tai Guang Saint Lord of the Tai Guang Saint Sect.” Ye Feng speculated secretly in his heart, with curiosity and awe flashing in his eyes.

Saint Lord Jin Guang and Saint Lord Tai Guang sensed that there was a powerful divine consciousness spying on them, and they couldn't help but cast curious glances at Ye Feng.

"This young man, who is only at the fourth-order Saint King realm, how can he possess such a powerful spiritual awareness?" Saint King Taiguang was secretly surprised. He then recited a spell and performed a secret method of the Saint Realm. He examined Ye Feng carefully and found that he was indeed only at the fourth-order Saint King realm. He could not help but be greatly surprised, with doubt and confusion flashing in his eyes.

Saint Lord Jin Guang was equally shocked. He also performed a secret technique and looked at Ye Feng. After confirming his cultivation level, although he still had some doubts in his heart, he no longer paid any attention to it.

At this moment, the majestic gate of the Daluo Temple, which was hundreds of feet high, suddenly opened, as if a natural moat had been opened.

Upon seeing this, everyone turned into streaks of light without hesitation and rushed into the hall like meteors across the sky.

After everyone entered the temple, Ye Feng followed closely behind. His figure cut through the void like a flash of lightning and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

According to the Daluo Temple Map, there are nine halls in the Daluo Temple, namely the Golden Hall, the Wooden Hall, the Water Hall, the Fire Hall, the Earth Hall, the Wind Hall, the Ice Hall, the Thunder Hall and the Main Hall. Only by successfully passing through the first eight halls can one reach the mysterious Main Hall.

Since no one has ever stepped into the main hall before, no one knows what kind of treasures are hidden in the main hall, which is full of endless reverie and speculation.

Ye Feng flashed and instantly appeared in a magnificent hall. The hall was empty except for him, who stood there quietly, as if he was in a silent universe.

He quickly deduced that everyone who entered here would be teleported to an independent space, as if they were cut off from the outside world.

At this moment, tens of thousands of golden flying swords suddenly appeared in the sky above the hall. They were suspended in the air, and each of them emitted a dazzling golden light. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if it would turn into an extremely sharp sword beam at any time and tear apart the space.

These flying swords were magnificent and shocking. They were surging like a golden ocean, full of endless danger and murderous intent.

Ye Feng's eyes were solemn. He knew that these golden flying swords were definitely not simple. Each of them contained a strong fluctuation of immortal power and was extremely powerful. But since he came here, there was no reason to retreat. He had to move forward bravely and meet this unknown challenge.

He took a deep breath, and the immortal power in his body surged like a surging river. He was ready to deal with it, and his eyes were shining with determination and fearlessness.

At this moment, those golden flying swords seemed to have received some kind of instructions and suddenly turned into golden streams of light, shooting towards Ye Feng like thousands of arrows.

Ye Feng flashed, leaving a trail of afterimages in the hall like a ghost, skillfully avoiding the attack of the flying sword. His figure shuttled back and forth in the hall like an erratic cloud, dazzling the eyes.

However, these flying swords seemed to have a spirit and kept changing their attack trajectories, closely following Ye Feng's figure like a cunning hunter. They drew graceful arcs in the air, as if they were performing a gorgeous dance that was intoxicating.

Ye Feng urged the magic formula in his hand, and a purple bell appeared instantly, protecting him firmly inside. The purple bell emitted a faint fluorescence, like a huge shield to resist the attack of the flying sword.

Bang bang bang!

The golden flying sword kept hitting the purple bell, making a deafening roar. Every loud noise seemed to shake the space and make people tremble with fear.

Ye Feng only felt a strong force impacting the purple bell, causing his body to tremble slightly. He continued to use his immortal power to maintain the stability of the purple bell.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the attacks of those golden flying swords seemed to have a certain pattern. With a slight movement of his mind, purple lightning rays instantly appeared and hit those flying swords with precision like a violent storm.

Bang bang bang!

In a flash, those golden flying swords shattered into tiny points of light and dissipated in the hall.

However, the storm did not subside. A golden giant sword that was 100,000 feet long suddenly appeared from the sky and slashed down at Ye Feng with an extremely fierce momentum.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng did not dare to be careless. As soon as he thought about it, a huge green sword appeared and instantly expanded to a size of 100,000 feet, standing in the void like a towering mountain.

Bang! A deafening roar echoed in the hall, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting, shocking everyone.

The golden giant sword and the blue giant sword suddenly collided with each other, bursting out a dazzling light, as dazzling as two bright stars colliding in the air.

Ye Feng's fingers flew and he kept pinching the blue giant sword, which suddenly increased in power. He immediately smashed the golden giant sword into pieces.

The golden giant sword turned into rays of light in the air and finally flew down to the ground, transforming into a golden giant about ten feet tall. The golden giant waved his huge fist and smashed towards Ye Feng like a violent storm with lightning speed.

"It really never ends." Ye Feng snorted coldly, and his body shot out like a flash of lightning, cutting through the void and punched the golden giant.

Bang!

Ye Feng's fist collided fiercely with the golden giant's fist, causing a deafening explosion. It was as if a huge bomb exploded in the air, which was terrifying.

The golden giant instantly shattered with a crackling sound and turned into countless rays of light that dissipated on the spot, as breathtaking as a gorgeous fireworks show.

Soon, a golden portal slowly appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes, like a door to an unknown world, full of mystery and temptation.

"Is that enough?" Ye Feng smiled in his heart and walked towards the portal.