With his sudden appearance, Chu Feng felt immense pressure.
This is an extremely terrifying being.
It surpasses the original realm.
Even before it appeared, Wu Feng trembled slightly.
"No matter who you are, I will not admit defeat!" Chu Feng went mad, glancing at the trembling Deathstroke out of the corner of his eye.
The Holy Light Avenue swept away.
"boom--"
Cleansed by supreme holy light.
In an instant, Deathstroke underwent a tremendous transformation, giving birth to an existence far surpassing the original artifact.
The foundation is the original instrument, which underwent a qualitative leap under the cleansing of the Holy Light Road.
"Owner......"
The death knell spun around Chu Feng, dispelling all the pressure.
Just then, the unknown entity emerged from the altar.
The moment he appeared, Chu Feng's eyes widened in surprise, and he was somewhat stunned.
The man was dressed in a black robe, and his imposing aura emanated from him.
The entire chaos instantly shattered, the infinite laws of chaos dissipated, and all living beings perished instantly.
Cracks rose from the chaos, intricately intertwined.
The boundless chaos could not withstand it and seemed about to explode, which was extremely terrifying.
Looking at the other person's familiar face, Chu Feng felt a chill run down his spine.
This person looks exactly like him.
Both their expressions and facial features are like a copy.
The only slight difference is...
The other person has a full head of white hair!
"Who...who are you?" Chu Feng asked instinctively.
He was very puzzled as to why this person looked exactly like him; it was just too bizarre.
"Sigh—another cycle begins!" The white-haired Chu Feng had a complicated look in his eyes and looked extremely tired.
"What do you mean?" Chu Feng asked, puzzled.
"Heh, it's nothing. You're a failure, someone who just wanted to take my place!"
The white-haired Chu Feng was very helpless. He seemed to be in great pain, and his tone was filled with inexplicable melancholy.
"Why is that?" Chu Feng was puzzled, his doubts growing.
"Stop thinking about it. Beat me, and you'll know everything!" The white-haired Chu Feng made his move instantly.
A punch was thrown, swirling with ultimate dark magic, and slammed heavily onto the Death Knell.
"Bang—"
A fist-shaped imprint stands out on the death knell, which transcends the primitive artifacts.
The spirit of the artifact couldn't help but let out a mournful cry.
"Master...Master...he's very strong!" The artifact spirit, unable to bear it any longer, spoke up to remind him.
"It's alright! I have a plan!"
Chu Feng narrowed his eyes, determined to find out everything!
The Jade Disc of Creation, the Banner of the Human Emperor, and more than ten other Chaos Artifacts surrounded the white-haired Chu Feng.
"You think you can deal with me with such trash? Aren't you dreaming?"
Chu Feng, with his white hair, scoffed and was about to crush these things.
However, a hint of madness flashed in Chu Feng's eyes.
"burst--"
In an instant, more than ten chaotic artifacts and two primordial artifacts suddenly exploded.
"boom--"
The entire Chaos could not withstand this force, and a large part of its territory turned into nothingness.
Chu Feng was enveloped by the death knell, his eyes fixed on the center of the explosion.
A moment later, a figure emerged.
Chu Feng, with his white hair, was completely unharmed.
"How is this possible? You can withstand this kind of damage?" Chu Feng was extremely shocked and completely numb.
"I said—don't insult me with this garbage, or rather, don't insult yourself!"
Chu Feng, with his white hair, stretched out his finger and beckoned!
In an instant, the souls of Chu Daoxuan and the others passed through the death knell and appeared in front of the other party.
"No...no!" Chu Feng cried out shrilly, trying to stop them.
However, the white-haired Chu Feng smiled slightly: "In order to help you become stronger, I have to make some sacrifices!"
The souls of the group vanished into nothingness in the blink of an eye under the ravages of the dark power.
"Ah—I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"
At this moment, Chu Feng went mad; he had only this one enemy in his eyes.
kill!
kill!
kill!
The death knell enveloped the white-haired Chu Feng, and a storm thousands of times stronger than before was generated.
"boom--"
The entire chaos was blasted into nothingness.
At the last moment, Deathstroke instinctively used a fragment to protect Chu Feng, minimizing the damage to him.
"Cough cough cough—"
He coughed up mouthfuls of blood and looked into the void.
"Hahaha—that's awesome! I love it!"
The voice of the white-haired Chu Feng resounded, and then a black dot appeared in the void.
A moment later, it transformed into a human figure.
Blood trickled from the corner of Chu Feng's mouth, and his black robe became somewhat tattered.
"Still not dead?"
Chu Feng's face turned ferocious, and the Holy Light Path transformed into a giant dragon.
It wrapped itself around the other person.
"burst--"
In order to kill his opponent, Chu Feng chose to fight to the death.
He revealed his own path to enlightenment for the first time.
The moment consciousness exploded on the Holy Light Avenue, the surroundings were plunged into boundless darkness.
"It's over!"
In the darkness, Chu Feng could not feel his own body, and his consciousness became extremely drowsy.
He wanted to sleep.
In a daze, he seemed to see Chu Daoxuan, Liu Ying, Huang Lao, Nuwa, Pangu... walking towards him.
However, at that moment, Chu Feng's voice appeared again.
"Haven't you found a way to use the Holy Light yet?"
"Huh? You...why? Why? You won't even let me go in death?"
Chu Feng suddenly regained consciousness and looked into the boundless darkness.
There stood a figure.
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