Chapter 891 891 Save Me from Danger
Facts have proved that darkness can quickly lower a person's dignity. While eating breakfast, Xia Feng casually told Cha Naixue about his heroic deeds in the Xumi Realm, how he fought against eight people alone and killed all enemies.
In the process, it is inevitable to add some exaggerations and delete some paragraphs.
"Master, hello, you are so awesome!"
Cha Naixue boasted, but she didn't really hear much of it. She just wanted to divert her attention, but she always subconsciously entered the shared vision provided by the power of Bingzui, watching Xia Feng standing in front of the tablecloth and eating like a madman with hunger.
"Master, you~please slow down~There are still a lot of these spiritual materials, no one will snatch them from you."
“.”
Xia Feng didn't slow down his eating speed, but asked doubtfully: "How have you been doing in the Moon Time Divine Realm these past two months?"
"Master, you've already learned how to use time frames. How's that? Sister Nai Xue is amazing, isn't she~"
".Very good. I will use particle sensing to pair you with some 'Moon-Time-Moon-Space Particles'. I hope you can master Time Reversal within three months."
"Three, within three months?!"
"Can't do it?"
"No, no~ I, sister, I will do my best."
"Um?"
"Don't! Yes, I'm sorry, Master! I will never call myself sister again, please don't do this!"
“.”
In fact, learning [Time Frame] is actually enough, but to be on the safe side, Xia Feng feels that he still needs to let Cha Naxue continue to comprehend Time Reversal.
Make sure that when the man, the fox and the frame fight against the Witch of World Destruction, everything will be safe!
An hour later, Xia Feng finally managed to replenish his spiritual energy and mental strength, and his fatigue completely disappeared.
"Okay."
Xia Feng glanced at the wavy-haired woman and said, "Please pack up yourself. I'll be gone for a while."
Tears flickered in Cha Nai Xue's beautiful purple eyes. She raised her head lazily, bit her lip and replied softly: "Hmm"
Countless ancient rune lines have long been engraved on the floor of the room.
Xia Feng came to the center of the room, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Dark purple flame wings suddenly appeared on the abdomen, and a pale-colored character [姒] condensed in the center, and then transformed into the character [帝].
Holy Seal of Revelation.
It contains the retrospective formation of [Gate of Apocalypse], which has the ability to delay transmission and instant transmission.
If the extension is to be passed on, it needs to be arranged an hour in advance. Now the time has come. Xia Feng's mind moved slightly, and the light of the formation under his feet flowed rapidly, converging in front of him and rising up the golden gate of Dao Yao, cleansing the divinity.
As a pale golden vortex lit up and expanded in the door, Xia Feng stepped in.
What surprised him was that this time it was no longer the vast and ancient world.
He raised his head and looked around, but could no longer see the pale dragon head emerging from the fairy clouds. All around him was darkness, loneliness and coldness.
Looking at the dark golden pillars that seemed to reach the sky in the dim light, and the ceiling carved with various magnificent mysterious murals, Xia Feng realized that this should be the interior of the Temple of Apocalypse.
A light appeared in the darkness, and Xia Feng looked up.
On the endlessly high steps, there is only a gilded high-backed throne emitting a faint light, and nothing else, which looks a bit lonely.
The woman in the dark gold imperial skirt leaned sideways, looking drowsy, as if taking a nap.
However, the moment Xia Feng appeared, she suddenly opened her eyes, and her narrow and majestic pupils shrank, but she did not say a word, just staring at Xia Feng quietly.
Xia Feng also had an indifferent expression.
No one spoke.
"Heh~ Your Majesty is quite patient. You don't even want to ask me if I've obtained the Cinder Sun Divine Realm?"
Empress Tianwu said calmly, "The fact that Shang Jue hasn't taken action yet already tells the story."
"Oh? Your Majesty guessed wrong." Xia Feng smiled, "The spirit paper was actually taken away by the Black Moon Pope."
".!" The empress frowned slightly, but when she saw Xia Feng's smug smile, she immediately realized that the arrogant believer was playing tricks on her.
"My followers, this joke is not funny." She said calmly.
Xia Feng raised his black pupils slightly, and when he spread out his palm, a piece of rose-gold spiritual paper floated in his palm.
"Swoosh——" the spiritual paper instantly teleported in front of the woman in the imperial skirt.
The woman narrowed her pupils slightly, and after confirming that it was correct, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, a page with floating secret symbols appeared in Xia Feng's palm again. There were thousands of items in it, and the cover was written "Deity's Contract".
This was the contract that Xia Feng signed with the Eighth Generation before leaving the Temple of Apocalypse last time.
The content of the contract is very simple. As long as Xia Feng obtains the spiritual paper of the Jinyang Divine Realm, he must be allowed to return to the sealed place in the eighth life.
You can go see Miss Evil Dragon.
"Your Majesty, the task you entrusted to me has been completed perfectly. It's time for you to fulfill your promise." Xia Feng became very respectful and said with a bow.
The woman in the imperial skirt put away the spiritual paper, raised her beautiful eyes, and did not answer Xia Feng's question. Instead, she asked, "Xia Feng, I want to hear about your experiences in the Xumi Realm. Can you tell me?"
"?" Xia Feng couldn't help but be stunned. He keenly noticed that although the empress's tone was still majestic and superior, it was obviously much gentler than before.
Xia Feng didn't quite understand the empress's intention, but he still followed her instructions and briefly recounted the events of the Lower Xumi Realm. Of course, he didn't mention the plans of the Life Star God or the two natural gods.
However, what surprised Xia Feng was that the Empress was not at all surprised that he had won the final victory. She was not concerned about the ownership of the Xumi Throne. Instead, she continued to ask in confusion, "You said that you broke through the Heavenly Gate in advance. How did you do it? Can you tell me in detail?"
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It must be said that Xia Feng was a little uncomfortable with the Eighth Generation's unusual gentleness and friendliness for a while.
"There's nothing special about the method of opening the Heavenly Gate. You just have to endure it."
Xia Feng still shuddered when he recalled the pain, even experiencing phantom pain. He shook his head and explained, "Perhaps it's because I have pale blood. My strong physique can help alleviate some of the pain, but it still hurts."
Empress Tianwu remained silent. She had felt the memories of her original body and knew very well that the pain could not be simply described as "very painful".
The reason why Xia Feng was able to endure it was probably because he had a very strong belief and obsession in his heart.
Obviously, this obsession is the Jinyang Divine Realm, which wants to bring the Divine Realm Spirit Paper back to the Temple of Apocalypse to save me from danger!
"To be honest, if it weren't for the desire to return to the sealed place and see Lord Dragon God, I really wouldn't be able to endure it."
The believer's casual voice rang out again, and her thoughts of 'saving me from danger' faltered. "?"
"." The majestic pupils of the sacred Bai Yuan drooped, annoyance filled his heart, and nameless anger rose!
"Your Majesty, I have already explained the course of the Battle of Xumi. Is it time to fulfill your promise?"
The woman in the imperial skirt closed her eyes quietly. She always believed that there was no essential difference between herself and her original body.
But she didn't understand why this believer didn't think she was and insisted on going back to the sealed place to find the Ninth Life!
There were only some slight differences in memories and emotions between her and the Ninth Incarnation. Just because of this, should her identity be denied? Shouldn't she be worshipped as the Lord God?
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
She slowly raised her majestic face, her pupils looking down at the man below the divine rank, "My believers, come forward."
(End of this chapter)
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