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

"My soul was annihilated?"

Fei Lian, who was thousands of miles away, felt the pain from the depths of his soul, as if his soul was split and cut, and he was in extreme pain.

But compared to the physical discomfort, the fear in his heart made him even more frightened.

He is a Daluo Jinxian, almost standing at the pinnacle of the prehistoric world. Even if it is just a soul, there is no way that he can be killed by a genius of the human race. Even Suiren cannot do this easily.

And on Kunlun Mountain.

The only ones who could attack him were the three saints.

"Could it be that a saint protected him?"

"Human Race!"

"How can I have such good luck!" Fei Lian gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly.

Since the matter involves a saint, it is no longer something that can be easily resolved by him with just a few words.

All those below the saint are ants. If it were not for the Way of Heaven, why would there be a need to fight for the position of overlord of heaven and earth in the vast land?

"That's all."

"Just keep a close eye on Suirenshi and try not to let any accidents happen later."

In the end, Fei Lian had no choice but to give up. He released his spiritual sense and felt the surging blood energy of the great witch in the distance, as well as the tribes that were slowly migrating under that surging blood energy.

Led by Suiren, human tribes gathered together and began an almost endless journey.

……

"finished?"

Lin Feng let out a long breath, his mouth still smelling of blood, his eyes and brows showing unimaginable weakness. His body swayed a few times before he could barely raise his head and look directly at Tongtian Sect Master standing in the sky.

Facing a Daluo Jinxian, even just a soul would be enough to kill Lin Feng, but now, the saint can make the other party retreat with just a word. The difference between them is almost impossible to express in words.

“Saint…”

"If I could have this kind of strength, I wouldn't have to worry about the human race, let alone my own survival, right?"

Lin Feng muttered to himself.

He came from the later generations and naturally knew that there was no longer any soil for saints to grow in this world.

If one wants to become a saint, perhaps only the legendary method of proving the truth through force can succeed.

But this road is almost a dead end. According to legend, the great god Pangu stepped on this road and eventually died.

However, Lin Feng has advantages. He can use the god-level entry system to change everything about himself and embark on this path again. It is not impossible for him to even go further than the great god Pangu.

Seeing Lin Feng's increasingly determined eyes, as if confirming his determination to seek the truth, Tongtian Patriarch nodded:

"Your name is Feng?"

"I know you came to Kunlun to seek the protection of the Saint. Why are you planning to leave without even meeting him?"

Lin Feng said, "In the prehistoric world, the saints are omniscient. They naturally know my purpose. They have been in seclusion for a thousand years and have bestowed upon me supernatural powers. This is already a great favor. I cannot ask for more."

Lin Feng did not directly blame Laozi in these words, but only said that he understood the will of the saint and chose to leave.

That's enough.

As soon as these words were spoken, Laozi, who was originally paying attention to this place, also let out a long sigh and withdrew his gaze.

What a pity for this disciple.

If it weren't for the good fortune of the human pioneer, he would definitely protect him. Even if it involved a catastrophe, he would not be afraid. It's a pity that good fortune must come at a price. Responsibility is more important than anything else, and it will inevitably involve more.

Even a saint would be affected by this.

"Are you willing to join my Jie Religion?" Tongtian Patriarch made an invitation.

He didn't want to say anything more now, for fear that his senior brother would regret missing out on Lin Feng, a rough diamond.

Xuandu, who was far away in Kunlun Mountain, had a slight change of expression on his face and looked unconsciously in the direction of Tushita Palace, but quickly shifted his gaze away and shook his head.

Master.

You missed a good apprentice this time!

"Disciple is willing!"

Lin Feng was extremely happy and spoke quickly!

Tongtian Patriarch, among the saints, is the best in killing methods, and his teaching level is far above that of other saints.

The eight disciples under his tutelage are so powerful that they can almost crush all the disciples of other saintly sects!

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian can even defeat four enemies at once!

It can be said that, apart from the human saint of Daode Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu was Lin Feng's first choice to become his disciple, but he did not dare, and had never even thought that he could succeed in becoming his disciple.

After all, if you want to be trained by Master Tongtian, it depends on "fate"!

"From today on, you are my eighth direct disciple!"

Tongtian Patriarch smiled faintly and waved his hand. Lin Feng felt the scene in front of him shake, and finally he stood in a huge palace.

This is the Biyou Palace.

The power of the saint is almost omnipotent. With just a wave of his hand, he was brought from Kunlun Mountain to Golden Turtle Island.

Before the Three Pure Ones separated, Biyou Palace was also the dojo of Tongtian Sect Master. It carried the fortune of Jiejiao and was already home to the scene that was later known as the "Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Pay Homage".

A huge amount of spiritual energy surged around Lin Feng, allowing his weak body to recover almost instantly.

"Feng, you have been cultivating in the human race for thousands of years, yet you still don't have a Taoist name."

"Today, I give you the name, Taoist Tianfeng. I hope you can go further on the path of Taoism!"

Tongtian Sect Master sat cross-legged on the cushion and spoke slowly.

Before Lin Feng could react, two treasures appeared in the sky, floating in the air and emitting faint light.

A jade slip and a jade bottle emitting vigorous blood energy.

"I see that you have two innate magic weapons in your hands, which are more than enough. Your physical strength can rival that of a Xuanxian realm expert, and you can even hold your own against a Jinxian."

"Although you possess physical strength, you are unable to fully develop and exploit its potential. This jade slip records the magical power of my Taoist guardian, the Eight-Nine Profound Art, inherited from the great god Pangu. It is of infinite power."

"Also, the magical sword techniques that Master has practiced are also included."

"This jade bottle contains the blood of the Daluo demon and the great witch that I have accumulated over the years. It can be used for your cultivation!"

The saint's two gifts almost broke Lin Feng's back.

His long-term efforts were far less effective than the improvement brought by these two treasures!

And at this moment.

Lin Feng also truly felt the care from Master Tongtian.

He would not worry about his own troubles or the problems that might arise from his human identity. All he had was the training of his apprentice.

“Thank you, Master…”

Lin Feng bent down slightly, very excited.

That’s the Eight-Nine Profound Art!

The most powerful body-building technique in the ancient times!

With this technique, Lin Feng's future potential can almost be maximized!

"Don't act like a child."

"Go ahead and ask your senior brother to show you around this Golden Turtle Island."