Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

It was as if all the blood power of the vast ocean was integrated into Lin Feng's body, and all the treasures were quickly digested by him, even swallowed up.

Lin Feng's physique has also been strengthened like never before. His blood is like the vast ocean, flowing endlessly. Just standing there, the sound of his heartbeat is enough to rival Zhong Ming's, and there is even a hint of the aura of a great wizard.

“I seem to be going down a different path.”

Lin Feng felt the change in the strength in his body. Now his cultivation was only one step away from becoming a celestial immortal. If he strengthened his body once more, he could directly break through to the realm of Xuanxian.

However, the Golden Elixir Method he practiced did not include any method to strengthen the physical body...

So, strictly speaking, he was forcibly using his resources and talents to push his body to a level that was not in line with his natural strength.

"If I continue like this, I'm afraid my path will get closer to that of the Wu Clan."

"Pure physical strength, without any support from any technique, is indeed a major flaw."

"But in this world, the only martial art that can truly be called top-level is probably the Eight-Nine Profound Art!"

"Unfortunately, this technique is only mastered by three saints."

Lin Feng felt a little regretful.

The Eight-Nine Profound Art evolved from the Nine-Revolution Profound Art of the great god Pangu.

That was a technique that used force to prove one's truth. Even the Three Pure Ones could not replicate and practice it. They had no choice but to piece together various insights to form a simplified version. But even so, the Eight-Nine Profound Art could be said to be extremely powerful.

This time, he went to look for the saint and wanted to become his disciple, but for Lin Feng, such hope was extremely slim.

After all, he is just a human.

Moreover, Lin Feng's existence represents extraordinaryness. Ever since he held the Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand, he has been closely related to the future of the entire prehistoric world.

Even if one succeeds in becoming a disciple, it is probably difficult to learn the Eight-Nine Profound Art. After all, this art is known as the Xuanmen's magical skill to protect the religion, and all those who practice it must have reached the pinnacle of cultivation and talent.

He...it's hard to say.

"Don't think about that."

"The millennium is almost here."

"It's time to go out and see how those guys are preparing."

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Lin Feng's face, and he slowly walked out of the interrogation room.

Hundreds of years passed, and there were only a few days left before the millennium. The entire cell fell into silence as time passed. The demon prisoners did not dare to struggle at all. They could only look at Lin Feng in the interrogation room day after day, waiting for him to come out.

"Everyone, have you reached an agreement?" Lin Feng asked.

He glanced at the prisoners around him, and there was a hint of murderous intent in the depths of his eyes.

In fact, his fortune was closely related to these prisoners. If he killed all these guys and collected their entries, not to mention anything else, at least Lin Feng could ensure that he could directly break through to the Celestial Immortal, or even reach the threshold of the True Immortal.

Until then.

His cultivation will also grow rapidly, and even his footwork will be improved to a higher level.

"Human youngster, you really want us to die."

"I won't give in to you. You'll never get anything from me in this life!"

Angry roars rang out.

These people are the poorest among the prisoners. Their collections are extremely limited, but they have no intention of attacking Lin Feng. They can only say a few harsh words to deal with him perfunctorily.

Anyway, we are all going to die in the end, so we might as well curse them first and take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters.

Even if they risked their lives to capture Lin Feng, the benefits would be enjoyed by others and would have nothing to do with them!

Lin Feng ignored these guys and instead looked at the other demon prisoners who had profound backgrounds.

These guys have powerful cultivation bases, led by the True Immortal Realm. They fight for the demon clan all year round and don’t even have their own caves. Most of the treasures they have left behind are carried with them. They are the real source of Lin Feng’s windfall.

Wow!

One by one, the demon prisoners were silent as they put down a huge amount of resources and jade slips containing secret information, completely revealing all their knowledge.

"Junior, don't you want our things?"

"Come and get it yourself!"

"Don't be so courageous!"

A demon prisoner spoke in a low voice, his eyes staring at Lin Feng: "All our things are here, just take them away. Whoever has more things will live!"

The atmosphere is wrong.

There was no longer any panic in those eyes. Instead, there was only coldness, as if they were preparing for a final fight.

Suiren had been afraid of this happening, so he left a lot of backup plans for Lin Feng. He could unleash the power of the holy fire at full strength, and with Lin Feng's cultivation level, he could retreat safely.

However, he didn't care about the threats from these guys, but walked forward with a smile.

In full view of everyone, they began to collect all kinds of treasures one by one. They looked like people who were extremely greedy for money and did not even care about their own lives. They were completely unaware of the changes in the surrounding environment.

"Do it!"

There was a sudden loud noise, and when Lin Feng walked to the center of the cell, the figures closest to him had cold lights in their eyes and suddenly attacked, using all kinds of magical powers.

At this moment, the sacred fire in the cell seemed to be stimulated and surged wildly, turning into ropes to suppress all the demon prisoners.

However, the incident happened suddenly.

The power accumulated by the holy fire was far from enough. Just as the big demons said, they couldn't be defeated in a short time!

"It's still done."

Lin Feng raised his head. Facing the layers of magic, he no longer had the panic he had before. He moved his feet slightly, and in full view of everyone, the magic passed through his body.

Afterimage?

Do not!

It's an illusion!

"Magic power, clone technique?"

"How could it be? When did it happen?"

There were also many powerful demons present who had practiced the art of splitting their bodies. Although this method was a magical power, it was not considered powerful among many magical powers. Sometimes it could only create some illusions to break free from the restraints of others and allow oneself to escape. It was rarely used in battle.

But this clone technique seemed to be used in a variety of ways on Lin Feng. He strolled leisurely among the vast amount of spells, and suddenly flames appeared on his body, and he pounced on the prisoners like a tiger.

"Heavenly Fire Technique?"

"Suiren also taught you this!"

The Heavenly Fire Technique is one of the most powerful magical skills among the entire human race. It has killed countless great monsters, and many of the great monsters present have also witnessed the power of this technique.

When the five great demons from the depths of the prison cell saw the Heavenly Fire Technique, countless fears emerged in the depths of their eyes.

No, they must survive. Even if only three great demons can get out, even if only one can escape in the end, they must bring back Lin Feng's information first.

Although it is insignificant to the overall situation, it is a bit too exciting to have such a genius under the noses of the demon clan.