Qiankun Gourd

Gui Tian frowned slightly. The power of this sword was extraordinary. He did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly urged his magic formula. Lines of demonic energy rolled out and instantly turned into black barriers that blocked in front of him.

From a distance, it looked like there were hundreds of barriers.

Boom boom boom!

The silver giant sword slashed down and hit the first barrier hard.

The first barrier only lasted for a moment before it shattered with a snap. The second barrier also only lasted for a moment before it also shattered into pieces.

Click, click, click!

After a while, the hundreds of barriers were shattered one by one, and the power of the silver giant sword seemed to have not weakened at all, and it rushed straight towards Guitian.

"not good!"

Gui Tian waved his sleeves, and a ghost head with two horns on its head flew out. The ghost head opened its mouth wide, and a black light shot out, heading straight for the silver giant sword.

The silver giant sword struck away the black light and slashed at the black ghost head.

The black ghost head was suddenly filled with demonic energy, and its body grew rapidly, instantly becoming a hundred feet in size.

Seeing this, Ye Feng did not hesitate. He pointed his finger and a black lightning fell from the sky and struck the ghost's head with a crack.

The ghost head was extremely powerful, but when attacked from both sides, its power was greatly reduced.

Crackle and shatter!

The silver giant sword was no longer as powerful as before, and it disappeared in a flash of light.

Ye Feng's body trembled slightly and he took seven or eight steps back.

Gui Tian was not much better off. He also retreated seven or eight steps, with a little blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. The sickle that attacked Ye Feng also flashed and disappeared.

The contest between the two can be considered to be evenly matched.

"Haha! Fellow Daoist Ye, your magical powers are indeed very strong! I admire you!"

Gui Tian knew that it would be difficult to defeat the opponent if the fight continued, so he quickly put away his skills and said with a smile.

Seeing that the opponent's magic power was so profound, Ye Feng did not want to fight to the death with him, so he smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Gui Tian has profound magic power, and Ye also admires it very much!"

The two of them laughed and flew out of the magic circle.

"This Ye Feng is really not a simple person. Fortunately, I didn't act impulsively, otherwise, I'm afraid it would have ended badly!"

Gui Tian thought secretly in his heart.

"Gui Tian's strength is indeed extraordinary. If you want to destroy the Ghost King Sect, you can only wait until I enter the middle stage of fusion!"

Ye Feng thought secretly in his heart.

The two of them seemed to be in harmony on the surface, but each of them had his own plans. It depended on which of them could improve his cultivation faster.

After this incident, Ye Feng continued to practice the "Infinite Divine Light" in seclusion.

A year later, one morning, the sky was cloudless.

Ye Feng was floating high in the sky. He made a hand gesture with both hands and waved one hand. A black and white light shot towards a tall mountain below.

Bang!

The black and white light passed through the mountain peak, leaving a huge hole.

"I have completed the first level of Wuji Divine Light! The second level requires the late stage of fusion to practice, so I will practice here for now!"

Ye Feng felt slightly delighted and returned to the Elders' Hall.

"I don't have many stone spirit crystals left. It seems necessary to go to Yinli Mountain Range again!"

This time next year, it will be time to head to the Spirit Realm Abyss. With his current magic power, he can easily deal with a late-stage fusion cultivator he encounters.

However, if he were besieged by many late-stage fusion cultivators, he would not be sure of winning. To be on the safe side, he needed to obtain more Stone Spirit Crystals to activate the Stone Spirit Sword Servant.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng turned into a beam of light and left the third domain, heading towards the Fenjian Sect in the fourth domain.

At this moment, Wang Lin’s cultivation had already entered the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and no one in the Fourth Domain dared to provoke the Burning Sword Sect.

The Hall of Elders of Fenjian Sect.

"Meet the Master!"

"Meet the master!"

Wang Lin and the three puppets in the early stage of transformation bowed to Ye Feng.

"Has anything happened in the sect over the years? Have the other five major sects ever given you any trouble?"

Ye Feng took a sip of the fragrant tea and asked.

"Master! Our Brahma Sword Sect is getting stronger day by day. We are no longer what we used to be. No one dares to provoke us! The other five major sects not only did not embarrass us, but also often sent us gifts!"

Wang Lin replied respectfully.

"That's good! If they dare to harm our sect, send a message to me and I will destroy them in an instant!"

Ye Feng said lightly.

"I came back this time to tell you something!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, four portraits flew out.

“Of these four portraits, the first one is your master’s wife Xu Ruyun, the second one is your master’s uncle Nie Meixue, and the other two are your junior brother Zhuo Zifan and junior sister Du Qingqing.

They had been practicing in the lower world before. After hundreds of years, I think they should be coming to the spiritual world soon.

Please send someone to keep a close eye on them, and report to me if there is any news about them.

Also, send people to the Xuanjian Sect of the Fifth Domain to look for the Water Sword Fairy and the Yuejian Sect of the Sixth Domain to find Ren Gaoyuan, and ask them to help with the search as well."

"Disciple noted it down!"

Wang Lin replied.

"Okay! I have something else to do so I won't stay long!"

Ye Feng stood up with satisfaction and was about to leave.

"Master! I have a favor to ask of you?"

Wang Lin suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter? Just tell me. There's no need to be polite between you and me, master and disciple!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and said.

"All the sect disciples want to see the Master? So..."

"Haha! Okay, I understand! This request can be met, go and prepare!"

"Great, thank you Master!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Lin happily left the hall with the three puppets.

A moment later, tens of thousands of disciples gathered at Fenjian Peak, all wanting to see the true face of their sect's ancestor.

"Great! I've been on the mountain for a hundred years, and this is the first time I have the chance to see the ancestor in person!"

"I heard that the ancestor is already a cultivator in the late stage of the Void Refining Stage, with great magical powers. I wonder if it is true?"

"The ancestor is not only a cultivator in the late stage of the Void Refinement Stage, he is probably already a cultivator in the Fusion Stage! We can meet each other, I don't know how many lifetimes it took to earn such a blessing!"

"Is this true? If this is true, I can brag about it for the rest of my life! Our Burning Sword Sect's ancestor is a great cultivator in the Fusion Stage!"

"The ancestor is smoking. Today I can finally see him in person!"

"A cultivator in the Fusion Stage, what a powerful existence! If I could see the ancestor today, my death would be worth it!"

Many disciples on Fenjian Peak were talking about the topic. Everyone was extremely excited and wished they could see Ye Feng's true face right now.

Just as everyone was talking, Wang Lin and three figures suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Dear disciples, please be patient! The ancestor will meet you soon!"

Wang Lin sent a message to everyone.

A moment later, a young man wearing a white robe and about a hundred feet tall appeared in the sky.

"Meet the Master!"

When Wang Lin saw this figure, he hurriedly bowed respectfully.

When the disciples saw this scene, they were all stunned. This... this is the ancestor... so strong, so strong!

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

After hearing Wang Lin’s words, everyone reacted and knelt down to pay homage.