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

"Finally, everything has changed."

Lin Feng slowly exhaled a breath, and a smile appeared on his face.

With this talent as a backup, his future cultivation level will at least be able to reach the Golden Immortal level, and he may even have a chance to reach the Quasi-Saint level!

But this is not enough!

Since I have come to this ancient world, I naturally have to try to see if I can achieve enlightenment and become a saint, or even go further than these saints.

Otherwise, it would be a waste of time!

"First we must go to Kunlun Mountain and find the path to the future."

What Lin Feng lacks most now is not the resources for cultivation, nor the talent that others worry about, but the cultivation techniques and the guidance of the strong.

In this regard, even Suiren couldn't help Lin Feng much. Although he was a Golden Immortal, he actually relied more on merit to get to where he is today, and his understanding of each realm was not perfect.

Moreover, although the Golden Elixir Method is suitable for human practice, it will also expose many flaws when it reaches the fairyland. For example, in terms of combat power, it is much weaker than other methods.

However, in the hands of the saint, there are the most advanced cultivation techniques, magical powers, and various secrets in the prehistoric world. Any little bit of it would be enough to keep him well fed and satisfied.

The two ordinary magical powers can allow Lin Feng to challenge opponents of higher levels and perform well. If he can control more, the road ahead will not be difficult.

"peak!"

Suddenly, just as Lin Feng was planning to practice for a while and then go to say goodbye to Suiren, Hao's voice came into his ears.

Hao strode into the cell, glanced around, and was shocked, but when he saw Lin Feng, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately you're okay."

"These demons are rebellious. How dare they rebel and attack you at this time! The ancestor has also been alarmed by this matter, and he asked you to go over there."

The demon prisoners made quite a commotion, and it wasn't just Suiren who paid attention to this.

If Hao hadn't known that Lin Feng and Suiren had reached some tacit understanding, he would have come to support them long ago instead of waiting until now.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. These monsters can't hurt me."

Feeling Hao's concern, Lin Feng felt warm in his heart. He nodded and quickly came to the altar.

The altar was now much emptier. Except for two statues of saints that could not be moved, almost all the objects that could be taken away had been taken away.

Only Suiren, as usual, sat cross-legged in front of the altar and prayed with utmost piety.

What he was reciting was the sacrificial words to the ancestors after the birth of the human race.

The so-called ancestors are not those who lived longer than Suiren, but the strong people who sacrificed before them.

The first group of humans created by Nuwa were almost wiped out by the demons and met a miserable end. His peers who grew up with Suiren also gradually disappeared and almost never appeared again, leaving only him.

"Feng, can our human race really survive?"

Storm is coming.

As one of the actual managers of the tribe, Hao was confused about Suiren's decision.

In the past, the demon race had never posed such a terrifying threat to them as they did today. They even planned to use their blood to lay the foundation for the future overlord of the prehistoric world.

The human race is in extreme danger. Can they have a chance of survival if they reach Kongtong Mountain?

"We have no way out." Lin Feng replied.

His eyes were deep as he stared quietly at the two statues of saints in front of him, as if he wanted to detect something from their expressions, but he quickly shook his head and sighed.

The saints will not interfere.

They knew that when the Lich Calamity began, although the human race would suffer losses, it would definitely survive, and their Taoist lineage would truly unfold at that time. Everything before that was merely a test for the overlord of heaven and earth.

When the six realms of reincarnation begin, the suffering of all living beings will become a thing of the past, and everything they have experienced will be washed away and started over again.

But who has ever asked whether the human race is really willing to accept all this?

The voice of reciting the sacrificial words stopped, and Suiren slowly stood up, turned around and looked at Lin Feng. His soul stretched out like a vast ocean, and quickly retracted.

"You really didn't let me down!"

A smile finally appeared on Suiren's face, as if a heavy burden in his heart had been lifted.

There was no way. He had thought countless times before whether he had put too much pressure on Lin Feng. It was not difficult to cultivate to the celestial realm in a thousand years, but it was as difficult as ascending to heaven for the human race to break through the physical body.

At this moment, Lin Feng also gave his answer.

A physique of the Xuanxian realm, a life force that is even more exaggerated than before, and a body that is almost polished to be unmatched.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, but only sensed it with his soul, he would even think that the person in front of him was a powerful witch who could break through to the great witch at any time!

"Feng, you should have a rough idea of ​​why I called you here this time, right?" Suiren said slowly, "We don't have much time. The Wu Clan has recently begun to mobilize their forces. They informed us that the Demon Clan has noticed something unusual."

"In the past two days, a demon king has descended from heaven, bringing with him a large demon army. He is stationed at the place where we killed the rat demon before, and is observing our every move at all times!"

"You have to go."

"Before our tribe truly sets out, you must go to Kunlun Mountain and look for a glimmer of hope for the human race. Even if it means being the seed of our tribe, you must survive!"

This time, what Suiren said was extremely serious.

With him around, ordinary demon kings dare not easily come down to the mortal world. Only those who can truly be called the top ten demon kings are the real threat.

But none of those demon kings are weak, and all of them are famous in the prehistoric world!

It's not easy to prove that you're a Golden Immortal...

"With the Demon King here, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape."

Lin Feng asked with a frown.

"We haven't yet started a full-scale war with the demons. If we start now, it will only provoke conflict and alert us. If the human race does this at all costs, even if the demon king leads the team, it will not end well."

"If only one or two people leave, even if they have some potential, they won't care. At most, they will send a few strong men to hunt them down."

"But... even if a strong person really comes to hunt you, it might not be a bad thing for you, right?"

Suiren had observed Lin Feng for so long, so he naturally knew where his talent came from.

I don't know where this strange ability comes from.

But for the human race, it may be considered a great opportunity.

He stretched out his palm, and a ball of flame emerged from it. He then spoke softly: "This fire is the last gift I leave for you before you leave."

"There's a divine thought of mine in there. If you encounter a strong enemy, throw it out and you might get a glimmer of hope!"