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

The Demon King was unable to track Hou Tu's whereabouts simply because, ever since she had been walking in the wilderness, her aura had become increasingly mysterious. Even Lin Feng, who had been with her for a long time, could feel that Hou Tu in front of him had undergone tremendous changes.

"Don't you want to talk about your secret?"

Coming out of the earth again, Lin Feng found himself at the top of Mount Buzhou. The aura that was strong enough to make even the Golden Immortal feel unable to move kept descending and pressing on him, but it was separated by the Nine Revolutions Profound Art.

The aura in front of him was like an auxiliary prop, constantly rippling inside Lin Feng's body, helping the power in his body to transform itself.

And all of this was seen by Hou Tu.

"The human race is unique in the world. After being created, it can create saints."

"Originally, I didn't notice it, let alone care about it. But after your rise, many powerful people have set their sights on the human race. I'm really curious about what secrets a genius like you might have."

"What gives you so many talents?"

Hou Tu spoke softly, with a hint of worry on her face.

She wanted to know something from Lin Feng, but she was afraid that she would not be able to take responsibility after knowing these things, nor would she be able to accept them easily, which would eventually lead to an even more tragic end.

But if you don’t know anything...

That would undoubtedly be like piercing a thorn in one's heart.

The secret of Lin Feng seems to be related to the ultimate destiny of this world...

What could possibly connect him to God the Father?

"The technique I practice is the Taoist Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique, which was originally derived from the great god Pangu."

"You must be feeling wrong."

Lin Feng shook his head and spoke, just perfunctorily.

The practice of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art is his trump card. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not use his full strength in public, and it is even more impossible for him to tell others about this sect.

As for Hou Tu, he did not trust her as much as he imagined, and the relationship between the two sides was more of a cooperative one.

Moreover, Lin Feng really wanted to try whether he could make the Six Paths of Reincarnation come in advance, or make certain modifications to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, so as to gain some initiative for his future.

Small trends can be changed, but big trends cannot be changed. The creation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation belongs to the big trend, and whether the human race can grab something in the Six Paths of Reincarnation depends on the subsequent operations.

"Is it really just the Eight-Nine Profound Arts?"

The Eight-Nine Profound Art is one of the most powerful techniques in Taoism. Although this technique was extremely mysterious in the ancient times, there were still many people who had practiced it. Its true power had long been known to many powerful people.

Lin Feng's potential cannot be easily summarized by just the four words "Eight-Nine Profound Arts". There are even greater secrets and deeper secrets in him!

"You seem to be unaware of your problem." Hou Tu sighed and pointed.

The energy and blood in her body turned into a surging ocean and rushed into Lin Feng's body. In an instant, Lin Feng's face turned pale and he almost thought that Hou Tu wanted to attack him, but soon, his face became serious again.

In his body, the blood and energy were always circulating according to the established operation mode of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, but at that moment just now, this operation seemed to be directly broken, and Lin Feng almost thought that he had become a mortal.

There is something wrong with this Nine Revolutions Profound Art, and it’s a big problem.

"Do you know why you are still trapped in the True Fairyland?" Hou Tu asked.

Lin Feng shook his head blankly, puzzled.

What exactly does Hou Tu mean?

Could it be that it was just to torment him?

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be practicing Father God's Nine Revolutions Profound Art. This divine art is considered the most powerful in the prehistoric world. Whether it's the difficulty of practicing or the potential to prove the truth through force, it is indeed powerful enough."

"But you must know that the Father God was born from chaos. This technique was created by the Father God based on his own situation, not yours."

"You are not even a member of the witch clan, you are just a human being."

boom!

Lin Feng felt like he was struck by lightning and something was wrong.

yes……

Pangu is a creature that emerged from chaos, and his innate potential is unparalleled. Even though the human race is very similar to him and possesses an innate Taoist body, they are certainly not the same. There must be subtle differences between them.

Many innate creatures already have their own cultivation methods at the moment they are born. These inherited memories have already perfected the methods of cultivation over endless time from the moment they appear.

And what about Raymond Lam?

He didn't have so much time, what he had was just recklessness. As long as this thing was good, he would practice it. This would inevitably lead to a result, which was the uncertainty of this technique for Lin Feng.

Perhaps someone will be able to detect the flaws and loopholes between Lin Feng and his martial arts, and finally give him a fatal blow, just like Hou Tu just now.

"what should I do?"

Lin Feng asked blankly.

"You should be shouldering part of the inheritance of the creation of the world. Gain more insights and make adjustments based on your own cultivation."

"It won't even take a thousand years for your skills to be fully suited to you, and then your practice will be twice as effective with half the effort." Houtu spoke slowly.

However, after seeing Lin Feng's worried expression, Hou Tu seemed to have guessed something and said with a smile: "Of course, you have other opportunities."

"This is the last relic left by the Father God. According to rumors, many opportunities were hidden within Mount Buzhou. This is also a test. Even the twelve witch ancestors like us have made great gains here."

"Aside from the six roulette wheels, there might be another opportunity on the mountain that can help you make up for your current shortcomings."

"What opportunity?" Lin Feng asked again.

What he needs most is time.

Now, there is no time to waste on this technique.

"Feel the pressure."

"The pressure before me is the remnant of Father God, and it has the shadow of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art. As long as you can gain some insights from it, you can naturally make rapid progress in your cultivation and even gain a whole new power."

Lin Feng frowned slightly.

To be honest, if he hadn't seen the problem in his body with his own eyes, his first reaction would be that Houtu was lying to him.

But, is there really any secret behind this pressure that oppresses my body at all times and in all places?

Lin Feng didn’t know, and it was impossible for him to know. The only way to know was to try it directly. If Hou Tu didn’t say anything, the matter would be revealed soon.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and quietly entered a state of cultivation. He did not notice at all that Hou Tu's eyes beside him gradually became cold, and the demon king who had besieged them also chose to move at this moment.

Their target happened to be Kongtong Mountain.

"Can't wait?"

Hou Tu was shocked and couldn't help but look at Lin Feng.

I hope I can really stop him.