Chapter 678: Continuous Footprints

"Future Buddha, I say you are an idiot."

"Amitabha! Words are like knives, they can hurt people badly. However, compared to what we have gained this time, they are nothing."

The future Buddha's eyes were smiling, and he was seen holding a white lotus in his hand, with a bodhi branch slung across his waist, and a bright halo floating behind his head, all of which exuded an ancient and unique powerful aura.

"Hehe, you are right. It is worthy of being the place of Guixu. There are really many treasures."

Zhi E touched the dark armor on his body, tightly grasping a black and red Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, with a nine-colored rope wrapped around his waist.

Great crises are often accompanied by great opportunities. Although the two evil men encountered various horrors and died many times because of the bad luck of the lucky ring, the treasures they obtained after burning their luck also came with it.

The six treasures that caught their eye were all genuine ancient artifacts, and all possessed powerful magical properties.

"The effect of the lucky ring burning luck has reached its limit this time. It is not a loss to exchange all my luck for six ancient artifacts!"

"Let's go. If you delay any longer you'll get scolded again."

The Future Buddha raised his hand and waved. The infinitely extending Endless River of Styx suddenly appeared behind him. His figure flashed and he stepped into it.

They haven't encountered any crises or treasures for a long time since they obtained the sixth ancient artifact, which is why I urged them to do so.

Bai Donglin, who saw everything, naturally would not complain about having too many ancient artifacts. When he found that there was no benefit in getting them, he instructed Zhie and the other two to rush to the ancestral realm.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Hasn't Xilifeng found the tomb of the Zhan clan yet?"

The Evil Muttered something and followed closely behind, stepping into the River Styx.

The clones have the same origin and can serve as each other's resurrection base. If they are in a hurry, they can destroy themselves and move away. However, this is not necessary in the current situation.

Because under Xili Feng's guidance, the Endless Styx has extended into the ancestral realm, and the wreckage of billions of worlds in crisis will no longer be an obstacle.

Walking on the endless Styx, in an instant, the two evil men came behind Xili Feng, hiding themselves and did not show up immediately.

"Dao Wuzhong, you spent so much effort to cultivate Xili Feng. In addition to summarizing the world lines and banishing the thirty-three heavens, your ultimate goal is to lead me to the ancestral world, right?"

In the Qi Sea World, at the center of the chaotic vortex, Dao Wuzhong slowly opened his resolute eyes and said softly, "Maybe."

"But, don't make it sound so utilitarian. I won't use my disciples as chess pieces."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and remained silent, sinking into enlightenment.

“Haha, I see.”

In the ancestral realm, in the deepest realm, in a thick fog that blocked all perception, Xilifeng held the compass in his hand, turning around and around, bypassing battlefield ruins filled with terrifying auras, incomplete killing arrays, and terrifying corpses...

Finally, I passed through the dark fog and stepped into a bright and peaceful strange space.

This is a paradise located in the depths of endless silence.

"Jinghong, is this the place?"

"Well, it can't be wrong."

Xili Feng's eyes flickered, he put away the compass with a flip of his hand, and his figure flickered as he landed on the heavy continent below.

The continent is extremely vast, dozens of times larger than the largest Qianyuan Continent in the Only Real World.

As soon as the two landed, they suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, their spiritual senses boiled and roared, and they quickly focused their attention and looked into the distance.

I saw a blurry figure towering into the sky, appearing out of thin air from nothingness, with a golden sword held high in his arms.

"Fuck——"

Boom! The sky was torn in two, and the extremely tragic and terrifying aura imprisoned Xili Feng and the others in place.

"careful!!"

The Wandering Emperor glared with anger, raised his hand and threw it, and the Demon-Suppressing Temple expanded wildly. It had just grown to tens of thousands of light years when the terrifying sword light had already slashed in front of him.

Ding! The world was silent, and then time and space were shattered. The Demon Suppression Temple was actually chopped away, and the two were also swept away from the continent.

"What a terrifying slash!!"

The Wandering Emperor was shocked, this was the Demon-Suppressing Temple. Although it had not yet fully expanded to its complete form of ten million light years, he had never seen anything like it being knocked away so easily.

With a stern look on his face and driven by his will, the Demon-Suppressing Temple expanded wildly, instantly reaching tens of millions of light years high. Compared to it, the vast continent seemed insignificant.

"etc!"

Xili Feng looked solemn and raised his hand to stop Wandering Emperor's actions. He dared not act recklessly in such a place. Although the Demon Suppression Temple was strong, it was not yet to the point of being unscrupulous.

"Leave it to me."

Wandering Emperor showed a hint of hesitation, but he could not refuse Jinghong's words, so he raised his hand and took back the Demon-Suppressing Temple.

"Be careful."

Xili Feng nodded slightly, with a strange look on his face. The figure of Bai Donglin flashed through his mind, and he thought to himself, how could he have the inheritance of the Zhan clan? That's right, Xili Feng sensed a familiar fluctuation on the giant.

Thinking of this, his mind moved, and all kinds of secret techniques began to operate in his body, and a bright light lingered on his body surface.

"Protect! Light! Dust! Forest! Mountain!"

As expected, Xili Feng was a brilliant person. Through the five inheritances that Nini got from Bai Donglin, she had already practiced to perfection. When the method was put into operation, her aura became mysterious and mysterious.

With one step forward, the void shattered, and Xili Feng instantly appeared in front of the giant. At this moment, the giant's phantom, which had been extremely eager to attack just now, seemed not to have seen Xili Feng and remained unmoved.

"well!"

As if sensing something, a complex expression flashed across Xilifeng's eyes. She slowly stretched out her white hand and gently pressed it on the giant's broad brow. She said softly, "You are all great warriors. The war is over. Have a good rest..."

Buzz! ! The giant phantom trembled violently, and then disintegrated into countless light points. It was vaguely visible that in each of the light points, there was a figure with a fanatical look and overwhelming fighting spirit. The number of them was no less than trillions.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!!"

Endless points of light drifted in the wind, and it seemed as if one could still hear the shouts of battle that resounded throughout the universe.

"The great battle recorded in the Golden Imperial Battle Monument actually took place here!"

In the endless river of Hades, Zhie saw what was happening in the outside world, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

At the beginning, Bai Donglin accepted the inheritance of the Golden Pointed Stele with Shen Wuque in the low-dimensional world. After recognizing the war stele as his master, he saw the scene manifested in it, which described countless warriors forming giants to fight against the enemies coming from the depths of the universe.

Spanning endless years, the passion and will of these warriors remain unchanged. They still follow their instincts and protect their own lands. Such faith is truly moving.

Xilifeng slowly landed on the ground and looked at the huge footprints deep into the ground in front of him. He raised his eyes and looked around. On the boundless continent, there were footprints like this, stretching continuously and endlessly.

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As if out of respect, Xili Feng did not escape into the air, but chose to walk on the ground step by step. Seeing this, Wandering Emperor followed closely behind.

Every time a pair of footprints were stepped over, a vague shadow of a giant would rise up, and then disintegrate into countless points of light. Along the way, the ocean of light enveloped the continent, like a dream, extremely gorgeous.

After a long time, after crossing a long distance, the two finally arrived at the core of the continent, a plain, as smooth as a huge piece of jade, naturally polished.

There was only one thing on the empty white jade plain. It was a gray stone tablet with a single large character written on it - "War".

Xili Feng naturally recognized the Zhan clan's writing system; it was the first variant of writing that her master taught her.

Seeing the stone tablet, a feeling of heroic spirit rose in the hearts of the two men. Even the strong will of the Ten Realms could not prevent the influence of this strange atmosphere on their emotions. The Wandering Emperor's expression changed and his eyes became more vigilant.

"Jinghong, this feeling is..."

"Look!"

Xili Feng raised his hand and pointed, and Wandering Emperor looked over. He saw a figure sitting cross-legged on the tall stone tablet, and the heroic emotions were radiating from the figure.

"My perception has been distorted. At this distance, I can't even see the figure's face clearly."

Xili Feng nodded and took the lead to step towards the stone tablet. The War Clan Tomb that the master mentioned was right in front of him. He would definitely find the answer to the master's disappearance here.

"Jinghong! Your body!!"

Xili Feng's figure paused, and he raised his hand. His slender arm, as white as jade, suddenly became ethereal and melted, disintegrating into empty particles.

Looking at Xilifeng who was standing there, Wandering Emperor was so anxious that he didn't care about offending anyone. He stretched out his hand through the space, grabbed Xilifeng's shoulder, and pulled him back.

"Ahem, Jinghong, are you okay?!"

Wandering Emperor withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, looking a little embarrassed. They had known each other for nearly 100 billion years, and this was the first time he had such close contact with Jinghong. His mind was confused.

"Nothing."

A glow flowed on Xilifeng's body, and her disappeared arm was instantly restored. She did not notice anything unusual about Wandering Emperor, but stared blankly at the stone tablet not far away.

Did she fail at the last hurdle? She was extremely unwilling, but her reason told her that the area where the stone tablet was located was shrouded in a terrifying area. If she forced herself to approach it, she would only die.

"Future Buddha, I want to take over your body."

"good!"

The Future Buddha opened his eyes again, and his expression had changed drastically. A trace of his self-consciousness separated by Bai Donglin took over his body.

The Buddha's light dissipated, the distorted time and space calmed down, the original particles were reconstructed, and the Future Buddha completely turned into Bai Donglin's appearance. Even the aura of his soul and the fluctuations of his will were the same.

"Hey, nice to meet you!"

Zhie had a frivolous look on his face, thinking to himself that it was a good thing he was not chosen, so he could stay and watch the show.

"Um."

Bai Donglin nodded slightly and glanced down at the battle monument that had already completed the fusion. At this time, the battle monument surrounded by seven colors was shaking violently. It was obvious that the last battle monument was nearby.

He suppressed his thoughts, stepped out of the Styx, and appeared in front of Xili Feng.

"you……"

"Brother Bai, why are you here too?"

Looking at the two people who were extremely surprised, Bai Donglin pondered for a moment and thought to himself that Xilifeng's mission had been completed and there was no need to hide it from her any longer.

Alone, he reincarnated ninety-nine times, from the ancient times to the new era, spanning hundreds of billions of years.

This woman has to bear so much, it must be very hard!

"Xilifeng, my good disciple, thank you for your hard work all along."

(End of this chapter)