Awakening the Freeloader Talent at the Start, Dad Got Scared

Hell has descended, and monsters are rampaging through the human world!

In this world, everyone can awaken their innate talent when they turn sixteen.

And Chu Feng awakened a talent cal...

Chapter 216 The Primal Artifact, the Dark Lord's Fear

"ah?"

"Refine the Wilderness?"

"Holy crap, that's too much!"

"Fellow Daoist, you should take a rest! The Wilderness is not as simple as you imagine!"

...

The saints knew that Chu Feng was very strong, but to refine the entire Desolate Immortal Realm was simply too far-fetched.

The Wild Immortal Realm was created by Pangu.

Having developed over countless years, its profound heritage is unfathomable.

Even Bodhi Patriarch, who was at the Chaos Realm, did not have a high opinion of Chu Feng at this moment.

However, he seemed to know what the other party was going to do.

Save Pangu!

Just now, at the moment of Chu Feng's breakthrough, he seemed to hear a murmur from Pangu.

However, there was only one sound.

But he was certain that it was Pangu.

However, no matter how secretly Hongjun searched, he could never find out its exact location.

This frustrated him!

However, Chu Feng has absorbed Pangu's essence blood, making his physical body unparalleled. It's possible that he can sense the other party.

They were just too eager.

Refining the Wilderness? This is just a joke!

At the very least, one must wait until the Chaos Realm, at which point controlling ten or so Chaos Artifacts might be possible.

Chu Feng ignored the sages' warnings.

The mouth of the Demon Refining Pot continued to expand, growing larger at a visible speed, like a black hole.

In the instant that the wilderness was completely covered, all the sages jumped into the chaos and stared blankly at the scene.

"boom--"

The lid fits the body of the pot perfectly without any gaps.

Chu Feng sat cross-legged, his body growing infinitely larger.

The power of the physical body and the holy light of the path suddenly erupted.

Endless chaotic laws were drawn in, transforming into a surging torrent that rushed toward the Demon Refining Pot.

The light shimmered, and the avenue rippled.

However, even with all his strength, Chu Feng could not move the Demon Refining Pot.

"Master, the Desolate Immortal Realm contains unparalleled power, but I... I cannot utilize it!"

The spirit of the pot was struggling immensely.

For it, being able to swallow it was already its limit; to try and refine the dark power within was simply a pipe dream.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, this matter cannot be forced. You should wait until you break through to the Chaos Realm before trying!"

Hongjun couldn't help but try to dissuade him.

It wasn't that he wanted to undermine Chu Feng; it was simply that he couldn't do so at the moment.

"Brother Feng! Stop! The karma of the Wilderness is too great! Give up!" Patriarch Bodhi said tactfully, hoping that Chu Feng would not do something futile.

"Indeed! Fellow Daoist Chu, this is something even a sage could not accomplish!"

Why make a fool of yourself! Sigh—

"Give up!"

Why are you so stubborn and won't listen to advice?!

......

No one had a good chance of succeeding with Chu Feng.

In the eyes of these sages, Chu Feng's move was a bit too big and could easily backfire.

In the end, it all ended in a disgraceful retreat.

Why bother?

Chu Feng ignored him and instead focused on using the remaining Chaos Artifacts to enhance the Demon Refining Pot.

With the blessing of the Chaos Artifact, the Demon Refining Pot trembled violently.

"Bang—"

A wisp of black smoke slowly rose from the body of the pot.

The sages who had just been trying to dissuade him all fell silent, staring at the Demon Refining Pot in astonishment, dumbfounded.

"This...how is this possible?"

"No way! He... he can really refine the Desolate Immortal Realm?"

"Holy crap, that's terrifying!"

"Could Brother Feng really be a saint?"

"Damn it—we were just around the corner when he became a saint!"

"Compared to him, why do I feel like my path to sainthood is fake?"

......

The saints were dumbfounded!

They never expected that Chu Feng would be able to activate the Demon Refining Pot.

This is absolutely unbelievable!

It overturned my worldview.

Even Hongjun couldn't help but tremble, staring blankly at the scene, lost in thought.

But it was just for a moment.

Even with the combined blessing of more than ten Chaos Artifacts, the Demon Refining Pot could only operate for a few breaths.

It seems useful, but in reality it has no effect whatsoever.

His current actions are like trying to move an entire mountain with a single horse—it's bound to be ineffective.

Even if you add a dozen more horses, you'll only be able to stay in the same place.

Chu Feng pursed his lips, a slight smile playing on his lips.

With a single wave of his hand, the Jade Tablet of Creation and the Pangu Axe appeared in his palm.

Whether it works or not depends on you!

A holy light burst forth, enveloping the two peerless treasures in pure, flawless white light.

"boom--"

Under the holy light, the rusty Pangu Axe shed its layers of shackles.

An unparalleled aura emanated from it.

The dozen or so chaotic artifacts around them trembled, fear spreading among them.

It was as if a super-powerful weapon had been born.

An unparalleled aura unfolds.

These chaotic artifact spirits huddled within their bodies, utterly terrified.

Endless chaotic vibrations.

The rules are scattered.

One territory after another was continuously expanded.

The sun, moon, and stars revolve within it.

Countless spaces were born.

The damaged Pangu Axe was not only fully restored, but also improved upon its original state.

It vaguely touched upon that unknown realm.

Hongjun unleashed his full Chaos cultivation to protect all the saints present.

He looked at the axe that shimmered with endless purple light, and his mind trembled uncontrollably.

Having lived through countless eons, I have never seen such a treasure.

That's too fierce!

It was as if a mere flick of the wrist could cleave him in two.

One by one, the saints felt a chill run down their spines as they stared at the Pangu Axe.

If it weren't for Hongjun protecting him...

The moment the Pangu Axe evolved, these saints had already perished.

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