The island is surrounded by steep cliffs, like a city wall, enclosing the entire island. There is only a sandy beach in the southeast corner, facing a gap several kilometers long. From here, one can enter the island. If low- and middle-level apostles want to land on the island, they must enter from here.
High-level apostles all flew over the mountains surrounding the island and entered the interior.
The interior of Tongtian Island is flat. When Xu Feng landed on the island, there were already large houses, hotels, markets, and entertainment venues built here, all of which were obviously to serve the apostles who came here.
Xu Feng raised his head and glanced towards the sky. In the clouds, there was a tall tower with no visible top, floating quietly. The surface of the tower was built with huge rocks, and there were traces of knife and axe carvings everywhere on it, as if it had been through a war.
There are signs of cracks at the corners of the tower, and you can even see some mosses spreading out from the cracks, dyeing a large area of the tower green. From a distance, it is full of a sense of historical heaviness and vicissitudes. If it were not too mysterious, it would surely be studied by countless historians and archaeologists, who would like to find some traces of distant history from the tower.
In his previous life, when Xu Feng came to the Tower of Babel and took the tower climbing trial, the Tower of Babel had already appeared for many years. The same was true for the List of Gods and the List of Heaven, Earth and Man. They had been completely integrated with the real world and became part of the real world.
But now when Xu Feng looked at the Tower of Babel, he always had a mysterious feeling. He could sense a hint of Taoism emanating from the phantom of the Tower of Babel.
“The Tower of Babel connects all the heavens and worlds. It is now just locking onto the coordinates of the real world and is breaking through the void to enter the real world!” Xu Feng thought to himself, “It seems like the phantom is motionless at this moment, but in fact, I don’t know how many worlds it has traveled through. The Dao rhyme that is emanating now should be the Dao rhyme about the laws of space that is emanating when the Tower of Babel breaks through the void!”
"If I can comprehend these scattered Dao rhymes, perhaps I can comprehend the artistic conception of space..."
Thinking of this, Xu Feng suddenly became impatient and jumped up, flying towards the Tower of Babel in the clouds.
This opportunity only comes now. When the Tower of Babel fully reappears and begins to integrate into the real world, all this Dao rhyme will be restrained and disappear, and will no longer be emitted without reservation like it is now.
When Xu Feng flew to the cloud layer, he found that there were already thousands of high-level apostles sitting cross-legged in the void, quietly comprehending the Tao rhyme emanating from the shadow of the Tower of Babel! This was an opportunity to comprehend the artistic conception of space, and it must not be missed.
"There really isn't a single stupid person who can become a high-level apostle!" Xu Feng couldn't help but laugh.
Among so many high-level apostles, those who have not yet comprehended the artistic conception are all at the very edge, where the amount of spatial Dao rhyme emitted is the least. The closer to the virtual image of the Tower of Babel, the more spatial Dao rhyme will be emitted, and the greater the chance of successful comprehending.
Just wanting to get close to the phantom of the Tower of Babel is not an easy task. The good positions are occupied by other secret realm apostles, and these artistic conception apostles all use the artistic conception they have mastered to form one area after another. It looks very spacious, unlike the outer edge areas, where there are too many people and it is so densely packed that people with trypophobia will probably have a headache when seeing it.
Now it seems that these secret realm apostles seem to be very harmonious and are all in their respective positions, but in fact, when they discovered that the Tower of Babel was emitting the Dao rhyme of space, no one knew how many fights there would be and how many secret realm apostles would die every day, which eventually led to the current relatively stable situation.
"Here comes another one, he looks very young..."
“Haha, this place is already very far away from the phantom. The Dao rhyme that is emanating from it is better than nothing. It is impossible to perceive the artistic conception of the space…”
"Things like comprehending artistic conception depend on comprehension and opportunity. If you don't have enough comprehension and opportunity, it won't work even if you are at the core. If you have enough comprehension and opportunity, even if you are at the edge, the Dao rhythm will be attracted to you and you will comprehend it..."
"Come on, young man, come over here. There's an empty seat next to me that can accommodate one person..."
When the apostles on the edge saw Xu Feng, they had different attitudes. Some watched coldly, while others took the initiative to greet him.
Xu Feng smiled and waved to the apostle who greeted him, leaped up, and continued to fly towards the core area of the Tower of Babel.
"Um?"
The apostle in the front position suddenly became nervous, thinking that Xu Feng wanted to take his place.
"You want my position?" The apostle immediately became alert, ready to take action at any time. The apostles beside him also subconsciously moved away from this side, fearing that they would be affected.
Xu Feng glanced at the apostle, who was just a seventh-level peak apostle who had not yet comprehended the artistic conception.
"Excuse me!"
Xu Feng said lightly.
The other party's eyes immediately became calm. As long as they were not fighting for his position, everything would be fine.
"Go further and you will reach the territory of the masters of artistic conception!" The apostle looked at Xu Feng and couldn't help but remind him.
In order to prevent other apostles from intruding into their territory, all the artistic conception masters in front of them displayed their own artistic conception. The artistic conception is invisible and colorless, and cannot be seen or touched. Only when the edges of their artistic conceptions touch each other can they feel waves of strong fluctuations.
If the apostles who have not perceived the artistic conception intrude upon each other, they will be torn into pieces immediately.
Xu Feng smiled slightly, without stopping, he flew straight towards the area closest to the Tower of Babel, and at the same time, he displayed his Ice Age state of mind.
In front of the SSS-level Ice Age state of mind, any state of mind that came into contact with it would be immediately crushed. Some apostles that were blocking the way even had their state of mind directly collapsed, and the whole person was backlashed and fell from the air to the ground.
The backlash of the shattered state of mind was not severe. It was like the defense was broken, but the state of mind did not disappear. The apostles who fell to the ground quickly recovered their strength and landed steadily on the ground. Otherwise, if they fell from such a height, they would be seriously injured even if they did not die.
"Oh my god, is this another giant shark that broke in? We are no match for him at all!"
"What kind of state of mind is this? How could it be so terrifying? The state of mind I displayed didn't even last for a second before it collapsed directly..."
"It's at least S-grade quality. It's hard to imagine. Judging from his level, he should have just entered level seven. I didn't expect him to be so powerful!"
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Apostles are different from cultivators. They can comprehend the artistic conception. Most of them will go into seclusion to improve their understanding of the artistic conception, and then try to break through to level seven to advance to the secret realm. Therefore, among the apostles in the secret realm, the vast majority of apostles who have comprehended the artistic conception are level eight apostles, and only a small number will be like Xu Feng, who is still level seven. After all, the apostles in the secret realm who can comprehend the artistic conception are all chosen ones of heaven, and their goal can never be just to become a strong artistic conception master.
Xu Feng's flying speed was not fast, but he was very determined. All the apostles from the secret realm who blocked his way fell one after another. They either took the initiative to avoid him or had their artistic conception crushed, falling to the ground like dumplings.
"Stop now!"
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At this moment, three apostles stood in front of Xu Feng!
"The territory ahead is the territory of the Six Divisions of Ghost Sakura. No outsiders are allowed to approach!"
The three men were wearing black tights with samurai uniforms on the outside, and black masks on their faces, revealing only their eyes. They had two sharp blades, one long and one short, hanging on their waists, and a long knife tied to their backs. They exuded a gloomy aura and looked like they were ready to die together with others at any time.
"The Six Divisions of Ghost Cherry?" Xu Feng frowned slightly.
The Ghost Sakura Rokubu is a very famous killer organization in the Sakura Country. Many famous assassinations in the past life were related to this organization. However, they acted too arrogantly and disappeared completely after a few years. It is said that they offended a transcendent who went straight to the headquarters of the Sakura Country and completely wiped out the organization.
"Another killer?" Xu Feng frowned. After being entangled with Gong Yue for a long time, Xu Feng felt a little disgusted with the profession of killer.
Seeing the three assassins of the Six Divisions of Ghost Sakura in front of him, Xu Feng snorted coldly, and with a thought, dozens of soul fire talismans appeared in the air and flew towards the three people quickly! At the same time, three heart swords shining with black metal luster also appeared out of thin air and slashed towards the three people!
"Baka!"
The three men were furious and drew out their long swords. Their figures turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared on the spot. The next moment, the three men appeared in front, behind and above Xu Feng at the same time, waving their weapons and slashing towards Xu Feng.
“Soul Devouring Slash!”
“Reincarnation Slash!”
"Sakura Dance Kill!"
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Xu Feng raised his eyebrows. The artistic conception of these three people was actually all sword intention. With the help of the sharp blade in his hand, he condensed the artistic conception into a point, instantly breaking the enemy's artistic conception defense, and then performing the instant killing technique to kill the enemy with one blow! Such a killer is very difficult to deal with even if there is only one person. Ordinary artistic conception masters may be seriously injured if they are caught off guard, not to mention that Xu Feng now has to face three people who cooperate well at the same time! "Hey, too arrogant, the killers of the six divisions of Ghost Sakura have a bad reputation, but no matter their level or strength, they are not something that ordinary artistic conception masters dare to provoke!" An apostle who was comprehending the Dao rhyme of space in the distance was startled by the fighting, opened his eyes and took a look, then slowly shook his head.
"Haha, at such a young age, you have already become a master of artistic conception. It is inevitable that you are arrogant. You will remember it next time after suffering a loss!" A person next to him shook his head and laughed.
"The Japs are so hateful, bastards. If I could beat them, I would really want to kill them all!"
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The surrounding apostles all dodged to avoid being affected by the battle. Seeing Xu Feng being approached by three people using instant kill techniques and instantly falling into a disadvantage, they could not help but shake their heads and sigh.
However, the next moment, the three killers holding sharp blades suddenly stopped in mid-air, motionless, as if they were imprisoned by something.
"You are overestimating yourself!" Xu Feng sneered, and with a thought, the Ice Age artistic conception only covered the one-meter square area around his body. In an instant, the three killers from the Six Divisions of Onin Sakura were immediately frozen into ice chips, their bodies collapsed, and with a "puff", they turned into powder all over the sky, floating towards the ground.
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