I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

The eye-catching word "God" on Ye Chongren's forehead was undergoing a miraculous change at this moment.

The originally clear words seemed to have their own consciousness, slowly blending with his skin and sinking into it bit by bit.

"It actually worked!" The old man who had been standing by, the wine jug that was originally tightly clenched in his hand, was now suspended in the air, motionless.

He stood there in a daze, as if under a spell of immobilization, his eyes wide open with shock and disbelief, as if everything that was happening before his eyes had completely overturned all his previous cognition.

Ye Chongren slowly opened his eyes, and his originally dark pupils turned completely into a deep dark blue, like a vast and boundless deep ocean.

And in the depths of the deep blue, golden lightning appeared and disappeared, jumping from time to time, as if some power had awakened.

"Boy, you're such a tough guy! You actually managed to do something as incredible as transforming the Divine Punishment Mysterious Art. This will bring you endless benefits in the future!"

The old man came back to his senses, his face full of smiles. He squinted his eyes and looked Ye Chongren up and down carefully as if he was looking at a rare treasure. There was nothing but admiration in his eyes.

Ye Chongren raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile.

Looking back on the hard training of this month, not only have Honghuang City and the Ferocious Beast Clan made significant improvements in strength, but he himself has also gained a lot from this training and his strength has greatly increased.

This undoubtedly gave him more confidence and self-assurance when facing the impending crisis.

"Thank you, senior!" Ye Chongren said from the bottom of his heart.

During the past month, while practicing the Divine Punishment Mysterious Art, he had deeply understood its mysteries. Because of this, he was no longer so repulsive towards the old man.

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Boy, there is no need to say more words of thanks. After all, you are now my disciple!"

"Husband, this guy is obviously hinting at you." Hou Tu's voice was like the sound of nature, echoing in Ye Chongren's mind.

"I know." Ye Chongren responded in his heart, still with a faint smile on his face, but he did not respond to the old man's words.

Although the old man had indeed taught him the art of Divine Punishment, he also knew in his heart that one can only look at a person's face but not his heart, and no one could be sure whether the old man had other intentions.

After all, he knew very little about everything outside the 100,000 worlds of the prehistoric chaos. In this world full of unknowns, it never hurts to be more cautious.

He is well aware of the principle that it is a crime to possess a treasure.

"Senior, why do we set up this barrier?" Ye Chongren suddenly changed the subject and asked.

This barrier was translucent and emitted a soft light, tightly covering the Tower of Babel and the place where they were.

The old man raised his head and took a sip of wine. He smacked his lips and said slowly, "There's no special reason. I just noticed that something seemed to be happening outside, and you were fully immersed in practicing the Divine Punishment Mysterious Art at the time. I was afraid that you would be disturbed by the outside world, so I set up this barrier."

At this point, the old man showed a hint of pride on his face, and continued: "Don't worry, this barrier was carefully built by me using the power of humanity.

With my current strength, I can't even see through the outside world, let alone let outsiders break in easily."

Hearing the old man's words, Ye Chongren was slightly startled, and his originally calm expression changed instantly.

"Oh no... remove the barrier quickly!" Ye Chongren shouted anxiously.

The old man didn't ask any more questions and immediately cast a spell to remove the barrier.

As the barrier slowly dissipated, Ye Chongren looked up and saw that there seemed to be no obvious changes in the Honghuang City outside.

However, Ye Chongren's brows suddenly furrowed. He keenly realized that the originally close connection between him and Honghuang City was now forcibly severed by an invisible force.

Following the source of this power, Ye Chongren discovered that at the top of Honghuang City, a black flag was fluttering in the wind. The flag was completely black, like an endless dark abyss, and it was constantly emitting a strange and powerful force.

The entire Honghuang City is shrouded by this power, and it is this power that has caused Honghuang City... to change hands!

A strong sense of uneasiness surged in Ye Chongren's heart, and a bad premonition spread in his mind.

"Hurry...quickly inform the young master that the barrier has been opened and there are two people!" At this moment, a hurried voice suddenly came from behind Ye Chongren.

His attention was completely attracted by the mysterious black flag just now, and he was careless for a moment and did not notice someone approaching quietly from behind.

"Looking at them, it seems that they have been guarding here because they can't enter the barrier." The old man twisted the sparse beard on his chin and said indifferently.

Ye Chongren frowned slightly, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring closely at the people who appeared before him. A cold light flashed in the depths of his dark eyes, and he instantly saw through the strength of these people.

There were four people standing here, and their strength was at the eighth level of Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian.

However, the aura they exuded was so powerful beyond imagination, no less powerful than the ninth level of the Hunyuan Wuda Daluo Jinxian realm, and even better in some aspects.

According to Ye Chongren's judgment, even if the previous master of the Xingyun Pavilion, Li Youtian, came in person, he would probably not be able to get away with it in front of these people.

This is the terrifying thing about the core area.

At the same level, practitioners from the core area can often easily defeat the strong ones in the middle area.

What's even more terrifying is that even when facing an opponent who is one level higher than themselves, they are still capable of completely defeating the opponent.

Jiang Qisha from before was a living example.

However, these people in front of him are far from being as perverted as Jiang Qisha, and should be just ordinary disciples.

But this is precisely the reason why Ye Chongren feels heavy-hearted.

He is just an ordinary disciple, but he possesses such powerful strength. How powerful must those geniuses be?

What kind of strength does Jiang Qisha have among these geniuses?

"Boy, don't you think their strength isn't what you'd expect from an eighth-level Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian? Actually, I've already noticed this.

The power level in your body is too weak. To put it bluntly, the level of the skills you have used in cultivation from the beginning is too low.

Perhaps in the early stages of cultivation, this gap wasn't too noticeable, but as the realm rose, it would become fully apparent in actual combat power. For them, this was the true strength of an eighth-level Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian, not the ninth level.

But for those of you practitioners in the middle zone, they seem to possess strength that surpasses your own realm.

You actually have the same problem and the same situation, but they are much stronger than the group of people I saw in the distance when you summoned me last time."

That group of people refers to the people in Honghuang City and Meng Kongchan and others.

Ye Chongren listened quietly without saying anything, and his mood became increasingly heavy.