The forbidden artifact spirit roared, and divine runes shot out.

Divine runes continued to spread from the top of Chu Feng's head.

"Bang!"

A divine power emanated from it.

The middle-aged man released his grip and took a step back.

The group of people dressed in mourning clothes scattered as if they had encountered something terrifying.

In an instant, Chu Feng felt the pressure ease and the energy in his body recover, but he was now extremely nervous.

Because the aura emanating from beneath their feet far exceeded expectations; compared to these people dressed in mourning clothes, the thing in the coffin was the real boss.

He had a deep intuition that if he were caught by that thing at his feet, even if he possessed a forbidden weapon, he would perish here.

"run!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Feng leaped and appeared beside the rouge box.

It was enveloped in a large area of ​​defensive divine runes.

The forbidden artifact spirit and Chu Feng instantly escaped the river of time.

"Bang!"

In the long river of time.

Chu Feng's figure descended upon the cursed hell.

He stared at the river of time in the sky, his scalp tingling.

The group of people dressed in mourning clothes tried to come out and attack Chu Feng.

With a single thought, the forbidden spirit arose, and the golden altar shattered.

In an instant, the river of time vanished.

The sky returned to calm, as if it had never existed.

"It's gone!" Chu Feng stared blankly at the sky and let out a long sigh.

He thought that after fusing with the Seed of Creation, he would be invincible in the Cursed Hell.

I didn't expect to be proven wrong so quickly.

If it weren't for the forbidden artifact's rescue, only annihilation awaited him.

The moment Chu Feng returned.

Memories from the minds of tens of billions of people have been restored.

The vanished avatar of the deity reappeared.

Chu Daoxuan, Bai Yan, Huang Lao, and Yue Shen felt a moment of disorientation.

The countless demons were stunned for a moment before returning to normal.

Liu Ying wiped away the tears on her cheeks, her gentle eyes filled with confusion.

Why am I crying?

...

Cursed Hell.

"There are always people better than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding!" Chu Feng murmured, his voice filled with endless sighs.

"Master, how am I?" The forbidden artifact spirit asked, its face full of confidence, like a child waiting to be praised.

If it were up to Chu Feng's usual temperament, he would definitely have given him a good beating.

But he simply can't bring himself to say it now.

He patted the forbidden artifact spirit on the shoulder.

"You're great!"

"Yay!"

Upon receiving the praise, the forbidden spirit was as happy as a child, excitedly dancing around.

"What exactly are those things?" Chu Feng looked at the forbidden artifact spirit and couldn't help but ask.

"Judging from the aura, it must be an ominous entity from the temple!"

"Temple?"

"Yes, Master, the temple is the birthplace of the God of Order and the forbidden artifacts! It is the center of all the heavens!"

The forbidden artifact spirit has begun to popularize science.

"Moreover, with the birth of each God of Order, some inexplicable things appear. These things are immortal beings, called indescribable things, and are bizarre!"

"Undying?" Chu Feng gasped, his heart filled with extreme fear.

"Unkillable, an eternal existence, just like me!" The forbidden artifact spirit's tone contained a hint of smugness, as if it were showing off.

"Are you also something indescribable?" Chu Feng was taken aback, utterly puzzled.

"No, what I mean is that any god or creature born within a temple is immortal; it possesses this characteristic from the very beginning."

"But I think those gods are just so-so!" Chu Feng thought of the divine punishment and the woman in red makeup, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"That's because they are all clones, possessing only one ten-thousandth of the original's power, or even less!" The forbidden artifact spirit curled its lip and hurriedly warned.

"One in ten thousand?" Chu Feng's eyes widened.

Now he realized how different he was from those gods of order, and he no longer dared to underestimate them.

"But Master, don't be disappointed. You are extremely different. Back then, that madman created the Three Thousand Hells in order to possess power that surpassed the Temple."

"Although he failed, you have already embarked on this path!"

"As long as we continue to integrate with the Seed of Creation, we will continue to grow stronger, and surpassing them is only a matter of time!"

The forbidden artifact spirit looked at its master with immense admiration.

"Is it really that simple?" Chu Feng was very skeptical.

When he faced that middle-aged man, the Lotus of Original Sin within him was completely suppressed, and he was unable to move an inch.

Even now, observing the seven lotuses of creation within her body, an ominous aura lingers on the tiny faces of the figures on them.

"Don't worry, Master, there will be absolutely no problem. You are only fusing the Seeds of Creation within the Cursed Hell. If you fuse a few more, you will reap unexpected rewards!"

Chu Feng remained silent, deep in thought.

This was a huge blow to him, a real shock that made him acutely aware of his own shortcomings.

At the same time, other thoughts also arose in my mind.

Those indescribable, ominous things—if one were to use their innate talents, it's uncertain whether they could harness that energy for their own benefit.

Chu Feng then brought up this idea.

In an instant, the forbidden spirit fell into deep thought.

"Theoretically speaking, it should be possible!"

"But even the God of Order dares not touch those ominous things!"

"They're like viruses; once you get infected, you can't get rid of them, and over time, they themselves become that stuff!"

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!