After the passage was opened, Zhao Feng himself quietly returned to Xuandu City.
At this moment in Xuandu City, the atmosphere has changed drastically.
The 500,000 Qin warriors did not panic at all because they were in a foreign land. They quickly took over the city defense, with a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps. The strict military formation was filled with murderous aura that soared into the sky, and actually forced the surrounding chaotic air currents back by three points.
The monks of the Human Sect, who were used to being lax, were all shocked when they saw this iron-blooded army with strict discipline and strict compliance with orders.
Zhao Feng found Li Mu who was handing over defense to Xuan Du.
"General Lee."
"I will be here!"
Li Mu immediately clasped his fists, stood straight, and responded respectfully.
Zhao Feng calmly ordered: "This place is called Tianwaitian, and it is the first line of defense of our Great Qin against the alien world."
"From today on, you will lead the Northern Camp and station here."
"Cooperate with the disciples of the Human Sect to eliminate the invading enemies. If any demon from outside the domain crosses the border, they will be killed without mercy."
Li Mu said without hesitation: "I will obey your orders!"
For a soldier, orders are his duty. It doesn't matter who the enemy is or where they come from.
The important thing is to kill him outside the territory of Qin.
Zhao Feng turned to Xuandu again, bowed his head and said, "Daoyou, I will leave this place to you."
"Don't worry, fellow Daoist." Xuandu's face was full of gratitude, and he smiled and said, "With the help of the Great Qin elite, Xuandu City is as solid as a rock."
He knows it very well.
From this moment on, the dominance of the defense of Tianwai Tian has quietly shifted from Renjiao to Daqin.
But he did not feel any dissatisfaction with this, instead he felt relieved.
He has guarded this place for countless eons, and he is the only one who knows the pressure involved.
Now, there is finally someone who can share this heavy responsibility.
After explaining the matter, Zhao Feng did not stay any longer.
He stepped into the teleportation formation, and with a flash of light, his figure disappeared.
…
Daqin, Heavenly Palace.
Zhao Feng’s figure walked out from the void.
Ying Zheng was standing in the center of the hall, seemingly waiting for a long time. He smiled and said, "Feng'er, is everything done?"
Zhao Feng smiled and replied, "The Northern Camp has moved into the Heaven Beyond Heaven, and the defense is secure."
Ying Zheng nodded, stood with his hands behind his back, and cast his gaze towards the direction of Nanzhanbuzhou outside the hall: "Now, the five-member group traveling west has gathered, and the prehistoric calamity has reached its peak."
"Countless demons and monks from the Southern Continent are involved, and the Buddhist sect and the Heavenly Court are also unable to take care of themselves. This is a great opportunity for my Great Qin to swallow up the world."
"Now, the eight camps of our Great Qin are taking this opportunity to steadily expand westward."
Zhao Feng understood his father's methods.
Now that Honghuang’s internal conflicts are under the control of his father, he doesn’t need to worry too much.
immediately.
Zhao Feng immediately said, "Father, I have gained a lot from this trip to the Heaven Beyond Heaven. I need to retreat for a period of time to seek a breakthrough."
"Go ahead." Ying Zheng turned around and said with a smile, "The Great Qin has me, just focus on your breakthrough."
Zhao Feng said no more, bowed to Ying Zheng, then took a step forward and returned to his own prince's palace.
Deep inside the palace, inside a secret room.
Zhao Feng sat cross-legged.
Although the journey to Tianwai Tian did not encounter any twists and turns, the emergence of the other world still made him feel unprecedented pressure.
He must take that last step as soon as possible and achieve the state of Hun Yuan.
Only by possessing strength comparable to that of a saint can one truly be qualified to play chess in this game of chess with the entire prehistoric world as the chessboard.
On the other side, the twelve-winged angel incarnation possessed by Zhao Feng's divine consciousness had already passed through the golden passage opened up by the Chaos Bell and stepped into another completely different world.
…
The world of gods.
The kingdom of heaven.
As soon as he stepped in, Zhao Feng felt a world rule that was completely different from the prehistoric world.
There is no spiritual energy in the air. Instead, there is a pure, holy energy full of light and order.
He called it "divine power".
The entire space seemed like a sea of light.
The magnificent hymns echoed in my ears. Countless angels with wings on their backs shuttled and prayed in the sea of light, each of them exuding a powerful aura.
Zhao Feng's divine consciousness, which was infinitely close to that of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, spread out in an instant, silently analyzing the laws and power structure of this world.
At this moment, a grand voice sounded: "Uriel, you are back."
Follow the sound.
In front of me, I saw tens of thousands of angels surrounding a figure, slowly flying towards me.
The leading angel had a handsome face and a majestic expression, with sixteen huge wings of light spreading behind him and holding a giant sword burning with golden flames.
And his strength has reached the level of a quasi-sage in the ancient times.
This is none other than Michael, one of the seven archangels of the Kingdom of Heaven, the one in charge of war. He looked at Uriel who had returned safely and asked, "What is the situation in that dark land of sin?"
Just as Zhao Feng was about to use Uriel's memory to make up a story, another voice came, "The Father has called you."
Zhao Feng looked over.
Then another sixteen-winged archangel flew over.
His aura was exactly the same as Michael's.
It is the Archangel Gabriel!
Although these two angels were both extremely powerful, they were unable to see through Zhao Feng's disguise.
Under the leadership of the two archangels, Uriel, the incarnation of Zhao Feng, passed through countless holy temples and flew towards the palace at the core of the kingdom of God.
The Temple of Light.
This palace is made entirely of the purest light crystal and is extremely magnificent.
Huge pillars reached up to the sky, and above the dome, countless gestures were drawn, depicting the scene of Jehovah creating the world.
here.
It is the residence of Jehovah, the God of Light, and the core of faith for countless believers in the entire kingdom of heaven and even in the world of gods.
The moment Zhao Feng followed the two archangels into the temple, a vast and abyss-like pressure came towards them.
At the end of the hall, on the supreme throne, sat a figure.
He was dressed in a simple white robe, and his face was blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of eternal light mist.
But behind him, the twenty-four slowly flapping huge wings of light demonstrated his supreme status and power.
saint!
Moreover, he is completely different from the saints of the ancient times. He is a saint from another world who is completely constructed by faith and divine power.
God of light, Jehovah.
"My pious child, Uriel." The voice of Jehovah sounded, calm, gentle, sacred, and majestic: "Welcome back."
"Praise you, my great Father God."
Zhao Feng played the role of Uriel perfectly. He knelt on one knee and performed a standard audience ceremony. Every movement and every look was exactly the same as he remembered.
Michael and Gabriel stood on either side of the throne with solemn expressions. They are Jehovah's most loyal guards.
Jehovah's gaze fell on Zhao Feng.
That gaze seemed to be able to penetrate time and space and see through the origin.
However.
Zhao Feng's soul has long been in harmony with the destiny of mankind, and he has the help of treasures like the Chaos Bell to suppress his fate and isolate it from all investigation.
Jehovah glanced around and found nothing unusual.
"Child, look up." Jehovah's voice sounded again, staring at Zhao Feng, the angel incarnation: "Tell me, at the other side of that crack, in that world shrouded in darkness, what do you see?"
Zhao Feng was prepared. He slowly raised his head, and a look of fear and trepidation appeared on his face at the right time. Then, Zhao Feng organized his words and said, "Great Father God, that... that is an incomparably terrifying world."
"The darkness there is not pure evil, but a kind of power system called 'Tao' that is opposed to light."
"That world is called Honghuang."
"Just by getting close, I could sense thousands of powerful auras that were no weaker than those of Sir Michael and Sir Gabriel."
Hearing this, Michael and Gabriel on both sides of the throne were both surprised.
Thousands or tens of thousands of beings at the same level as them?
How is this possible!
Jehovah remained calm and simply asked, "Where is their Lord?"
Zhao Feng took a deep breath and said with horror: "Father God, in that world, my divine sense only roughly scanned it, and I sensed no less than twenty supreme beings whose auras are as vast and majestic as yours!"
boom!
All the angels present were shocked.
Twenty!
An existence of the same level as God the Father?
How is this possible!
God the Father is the only true God of creation, the source of light, and the supreme being.
How is it possible that in another world, there are so many powerful people of the same level?
"Not only that." Zhao Feng continued to exaggerate and deceive: "Those more than 20 supreme beings seem to belong to different camps. They call it 'Taoism' or 'sect'."
In his words, Hongjun, Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti, Nuwa and others all became the main gods of other worlds, each in charge of a pantheon and with many powerful people under their command.
He portrayed the entire prehistoric world as a chaotic, powerful and terrifying world with numerous gods and endless wars.
"When I returned, I saw that the two major pantheons, the Buddhist sect and the demon clan, were engaged in a massive war that affected the entire world. Countless lower and middle gods perished!"
Under the throne of God.
Michael and Gabriel's faces were filled with horror. They were completely stunned by the horrific world that Zhao Feng described.
How could one world possibly accommodate so many supreme gods at the same time?
This completely goes against their understanding of divine power and faith.
Just when all the angels were frightened by Zhao Feng, the eyes of Jehovah, who was shrouded in light mist on the throne, suddenly fixed.
An indescribable and irresistible force instantly descended from the throne.
Zhao Feng, who was kneeling on one knee, felt that the space around him solidified instantly, as if he was suppressed by billions of sacred mountains. Even moving a finger became a luxury.
This power far exceeds that of a quasi-saint and is the true power of a saint.
The change happened too fast and too suddenly.
Michael and Gabriel didn't even realize what was happening.
"The thread of faith in you has been broken." Jehovah's voice remained calm: "Tell me, who are you?"
After hearing what Jehovah said, Zhao Feng no longer had any hope in his heart.
He knew that he had underestimated this saint from another world.
Below the saints are all ants.
Even saints from other worlds are the same!
Being able to rule the world and achieve the supreme status of a god, he is not someone who can be fooled by just a few words.
The so-called thread of faith is probably the basis for him to control the angels under his command.
His own divine thoughts took over, and Uriel's original consciousness had long dissipated, so the thread naturally broke.
"Great Father God, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Zhao Feng did not give up, but looked confused and continued to play dumb. What if Jehovah was just deceiving him?
However.
It seemed as if Jehovah had lost his patience.
He didn't say any more nonsense, and the power that was restraining Zhao Feng suddenly tightened: "Since you won't tell me, then I will come and see it myself."
A divine thought that was completely different from the ancient soul-searching technique, but equally domineering, probed towards Zhao Feng's eyebrows.
See here.
Zhao Feng no longer had any hope of luck and chose to self-destruct without hesitation: "Explode!"
The next moment.
This body of a twelve-winged angel, which possessed the strength of an early Daluo Jinxian, along with the terrifying divine consciousness that was infinitely close to that of a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, exploded!
Boom!!!
A destructive force instantly exploded in the solemn and sacred Temple of Light!
This was not a simple explosion of divine power, but a self-destruction of Zhao Feng's divine thoughts mixed with his comprehension of the Tao.
The violent force transformed into a black storm of destruction, almost swallowing up the temple and even half of the kingdom of heaven.
"presumptuous!"
Michael and Gabriel were filled with shock and anger, and attacked at the same time, flapping their sixteen wings and transforming their quasi-saint-level divine power into a wall of light in an attempt to resist.
But in the face of the destructive storm, their strength seemed insignificant.
It is easy to let them destroy, but it is too difficult to stop Zhao Feng's self-destruction and protect the palace.
It was at this time.
Jehovah on the throne finally moved.
He simply raised his hand and gently clenched it towards the black storm that was powerful enough to destroy everything.
In an instant.
Time seemed to stand still.
The space solidified inch by inch.
The violent destructive force that was enough to terrify even a quasi-saint was forcibly pinched together by that seemingly ordinary hand, compressed into a pitch-black dot, and eventually completely annihilated.
The whole process was an understatement.
It was as if just a speck of dust was brushed away.
Peace returned to the temple, and only the nothingness left after the angel's incarnation's self-explosion proved what had just happened.
Michael and Gabriel looked at the void with lingering fear, their faces full of fear and self-blame.
Gabriel and Michael quickly bowed and apologized, "Father God, it is our fault that we allowed the heretic to sneak in in disguise!"
Jehovah slowly stood up from the throne, looked down, and said calmly: "That world is indeed extraordinary. But what this pretender said was exaggerated, intended to confuse my mind, which shows that the foundation of his world is far inferior to mine."
"It's just..." He paused, his eyes seemed to penetrate endless time and space, looking at the world crack that was still slowly healing, "The world barrier has not been completely penetrated, and the army of the Kingdom of God cannot descend yet."
"Send me the oracle."
"From today on, we will strictly guard the crack passage and send prayers to spread the glory of our Lord to that dark world."
“Wait for the day when the barrier is completely broken.”
"When the time comes, I will personally lead the army of God's Kingdom and spread light over that sinful land."
...(End of this chapter)
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