Chapter 228 Daji goes out for a trip, Wang Feng returns home
Half a month later.
Lead-gray clouds hung low, and the howling wind over the wasteland blew up fine sand and gravel.
Wang Feng stood in front of the crowd, his black robe rustling.
"Are you all ready?"
He turned his head to look at Feng Zhoulong and his group behind him.
The scientists had long since changed back into modern attire, which looked out of place in these ancient times.
"Let's get started." Feng Zhoulong pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the dim light of the sky. "In this day and age, there aren't even any decent laboratories. If I stay here any longer, I'll even lose track of my project data."
Shaka, who was standing beside Wang Feng, nodded slightly.
After half a month of further training with Wang Feng, the girl's expression lost its youthfulness and became more charming and mature.
The violet eyes were filled with a gentle yet determined light: "I'm ready, teacher~"
Wang Feng took a deep breath. An ancient wind, carrying the scent of grass and trees, rushed into his lungs. He slowly took out the Eye of Time. The amber stone eye glowed faintly in his palm, as if echoing the pulse of time and space.
"Then let's get started!"
"The Dark River!"
As the curse was uttered, Wang Feng raised his arms high.
Pitch-black electric light flowed and intertwined between his ten fingers, twisting and expanding like a living thing.
In an instant, a dark void crack tore open above everyone's heads, and a surging dark river roared and rushed, like an inverted Styx pouring back into the sky.
"Eye of Time, the Long River of Time!"
The stone eye suddenly burst out with a dazzling green light, shooting straight into the surging darkness.
The moment the two forces collided, the entire space trembled violently. The long river of darkness, like ice and snow thrown into boiling oil, boiled violently with a piercing roar.
Just as the darkness was about to dissipate, Wang Feng suddenly caught a glimpse of countless fragments of memory emerging from the depths of the river.
Saga was resisting Su Lu and Apollo at Zhenbei Pass, Feng Zhoulong was recording data by the campfire, and personally creating an angel soul fetus. All the images were distorted and shattered in the green light.
The blinding white light engulfed all consciousness.
Everyone felt their bodies suddenly lose weight, as if they were dice thrown into a tumbler.
In the last moment before she lost consciousness, Shaka felt her hand being held firmly and warmly.
…
Jade Fox Palace
Green smoke curled from the gilded incense burner. Daji leaned on the white jade couch, with nine fluffy fox tails spread out like clouds.
Suddenly, her fox ears trembled slightly, as if she remembered something important.
"Oh!" she cried softly, and pulled out an ancient sword from the tip of her fluffy tail.
The sword is simple and unadorned, yet it faintly reveals an iron-blooded murderous aura. It is the Tai'a Sword that the King of Qin entrusted to be passed on.
"I forgot to give the sword that A Zheng entrusted to me to that young man."
As her slender fingers stroked the sword pattern, Daji's red lips slightly raised.
Having not set foot on earth for a thousand years, this is a good excuse to travel around the world.
She spun her waist lightly and got off the jade couch, and picked up the jade belt around her waist with her white hands.
The hazy gauze slid down like running water, piling up into clouds on the moonstone ground.
Her graceful figure was reflected in the diamond-shaped mirror, and her icy skin and bones shone with a pearly luster under the palace lantern.
"It's still acceptable~" She blinked at the person in the mirror.
With a wave of her white hands, a rouge-colored Han skirt emerged from the void.
The wide-sleeved flowing skirt covers her graceful curves layer by layer, but it cannot hide her elegant charm.
"I heard that women in the mortal world dress strangely these days." She lightly touched her lips with her fingertips and suddenly smiled again: "Well, when in Rome, do as the Romans do."
Just as he was about to move, the pearl curtain at the palace door rang softly.
A snow-white nine-tailed fox bowed respectfully: "Teacher, are you going on a long journey?"
"Go and deliver a little gift," Daji said, curling her hair with her jade fingers. "You will guard the palace for me."
"Disciple obeys your command." The white fox lowered his head, and when he looked up again, only a faint fragrance remained in the hall.
…
In the ruins of Dubai, the scorching sun scorches the broken walls.
Suddenly, a blinding white light tore through the sky, as if a god was wielding a sword and splitting the heavens.
In the light, several figures stumbled to the ground, followed closely by a towering golden Titan as tall as a mountain, with the ancient sun god pattern flowing with blazing light.
"We're back?" Feng Zhoulong held onto a broken concrete wall, feeling dizzy and almost unable to stand.
The dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes, and in a trance he couldn't tell whether it was the scorching sun in the desert or the afterglow of time and space.
Wang Feng closed his eyes and concentrated, his perception spreading like a tide.
The outline of the holy city, the breath of the evil abyss, and the instantaneous contract.
A long-lost smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Yeah, I'm back."
When he looked up at the azure sky, his body suddenly shook.
In the direction of the holy city, he sensed a power of faith as vast as a sea of stars.
That majestic wish power was like a sleeping dragon, accumulating for countless centuries over the long river of time, waiting for him to awaken.
"Such a powerful force of faith should be enough to fill the sea of stars and help me break through the forbidden spell, right?" he whispered to himself.
The power of faith accumulated during the ancient king's era, if placed on an ordinary wizard, would probably be enough for more than a dozen super-level masters to break through the forbidden spell.
However, for Wang Feng, those energies only expanded his star sea several times.
Looking inward at this moment, his sea of stars had already surpassed the scale of the "universe" of ordinary forbidden spell wizards.
That vast and boundless energy space is as vast as the real universe, with stars moving and twinkling in it, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.
But the strange thing is——
The capacity of the starry sea is enough to make any mage dumbfounded, but there is still no sign of saturation.
Like a bottomless pit, it always remains hungry, as if waiting for more and stronger energy to be injected.
"Could it be that the fusion of twenty elements requires twenty times the energy to break through to the forbidden spell?"
"Forget it, now that things have come to this, let's go home first."
…
Dusk gradually deepens in the seaside villa of Wang's manor.
Jiang Shaoxu leaned against the French window, her slender fingers unconsciously tapping the glass. The sea in the distance was surging with waves, just like her restless heart.
"This heartless guy hasn't sent back any news in half a year." She murmured softly, her fingertips outlining a vague outline on the window.
"Maybe he met a more beautiful fairy and he doesn't want to leave anymore~" Ai Tutu squeezed the rabbit doll in his arms until it was deformed, and his cherry lips were pouting so much that a bottle of oil could be hung on them.
She deliberately spoke in a light tone, but she couldn't hide the loneliness in her eyes.
Ding Yumian didn't say anything, but just stared quietly at the black tea on the coffee table that had already gone cold, and her dim eyes were reflected on the water.
They knew better than anyone that along with Wang Feng, the entire Dubai also disappeared.
"Ah~" The three women sighed in unison.
"My beloved concubines, are you worried about me?"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of teasing. The doll in Ai Tutu's hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and she turned her head sharply -
“Brother Wang Feng!!”
The girl rolled off the sofa like a frightened rabbit, but turned into a cheerful lark in the next second.
She ran over barefoot, and when she was three steps away from Wang Feng, she jumped up and hung on him.
"You're finally back."
She buried her face deeply in Wang Feng's neck, her voice muffled, with a bit of grievance and a bit of joy, like a little animal that finally waited for its owner to come home.
"Sorry I'm late."
(End of this chapter)
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