Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 1046: Chapter 439: Zhao Feng: Saint’s Power, Truly Experienced! (2)

”These prices are only for outsiders,” Yang Chan said.

It was evident that over the past few months in Qin, she had truly delved deep into the information concerning Qin.

”Look at the magical treasures and weapons.” Yang Jian was completely intrigued, urging Yang Chan to continue looking.

Yang Chan didn’t hesitate, she activated her divine thoughts, summoning the divine weapons and magical treasures.

At a glance.

Acquired top-grade spiritual treasures.

Acquired top-grade divine weapons.

As for the cultivation techniques.

There were also acquired-level cultivation techniques, martial arts, immortal path, and Buddhist path, all included.

However, these cultivation techniques are at the initial stage of acquired, their value is significant, far more expensive than pills.

”Such an abundance of resources, weapons, magical treasures, divine weapons, and pills all covered, does Qin Heavenly Court really wish to use so many treasures to sell? What are they after?” Nezha pondered in confusion.

What’s available in this trading space could even tempt someone like him, at the Daluo Golden Immortal peak, such as the Eight-Transformation Golden Pill, and there’s a plethora of magical treasures and divine weapons, not lacking in acquired top-grade, which would similarly make many Daluo crave.

Such a plethora of resources for any force would only be available internally, yet Qin Heavenly Court uses them for sale?

”Perhaps Qin Heavenly Court has even better ones,” Yang Jian said.

Nezha paused, recalling the past situation during Zhao Feng’s battle with Hao Tian, surrounded by supreme treasures, possessing numerous top-grade innate spiritual treasures that even quasi-saints find hard to obtain, along with innate treasures.

This statement of even better ones seemed to touch upon the essence.

”Qin Heavenly Court, truly not simple indeed.” Nezha summarized it in a single sentence.

Yang Jian unfolded the Tian Xuan Mirror.

Suddenly, the power of rules converged on his body, and the Heavenly Eye on his forehead suddenly emanated a radiance, enveloping the Tian Xuan Mirror.

He appeared to want to see through the true essence of this Tian Xuan Mirror with the Heavenly Eye.

After a while.

Yang Jian shook his head somewhat disappointedly, ”This Tian Xuan Mirror is just a magical treasure, that’s all. Even with the Heavenly Eye, I cannot see through the true mysteries of this treasure.”

”Second Brother.”

”I traveled for a long time within the realm of Qin Heavenly Court, they can truly change heaven and earth,” Yang Chan stated with firm conviction.

”Did you go to the Qin Capital, Xianyang, and not see Zhao Feng?” Yang Jian asked.

”He was out and hadn’t returned to the Qin Capital, but his son told us that when Zhao Feng returns, he’ll send a message through the Tian Xuan Mirror,” Yang Chan replied.

Nezha was taken aback, ”Zhao Feng already has a son? After entering the Taiyi Realm, it’s hard for cultivators to procreate, and for Daluo and quasi-saints, it’s even harder. Did he really have offspring?”

”Brother Nezha, you’ve misunderstood after all.”

”Zhao Feng once lived in the Mortal World, survived in the Mortal World, perhaps even cultivated from obscurity, so naturally, his offspring were conceived during his mortal days,” Yang Jian insightfully revealed.

”If he truly cultivated in the Mortal World, how many years has he cultivated?”

”From my observation, he doesn’t appear very old. After all, the Mortal World separated only a few millennia ago.”

”Yet now he possesses the strength to battle Hao Tian,” Nezha remarked with emotion.

”Qin Heavenly Court.”

”Too many secrets.”

”Perhaps it indeed warrants a trip to Qin Heavenly Court.”

”If Qin Heavenly Court can truly alter the heavens and earth, change everything.”

”How wonderful would that be?” Yang Jian looked eastward, lost in endless contemplation.

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Kunlun Mountain! Qilin Cliff!

Within the formation set by a Saint.

A man and a woman embrace each other, their divine souls quietly merging.

Far surpassing the mere union of physical bodies.

Who knows how long it lasted.

The two almost simultaneously opened their eyes.

However, the first thing they saw in each other’s eyes was a kind of confusion, but upon seeing each other, a deep, unspoken affection emerged in their gazes.

”Husband.”

”I never thought I’d see you again?”

The stunning woman in a purple gown threw herself into Zhao Feng’s arms, incredibly joyful.

”Xiao’er?”

Zhao Feng looked somewhat bewildered, his thoughts gradually returning.

”It is I.”

”Husband,” Yun Xiao nodded repeatedly, her eyes brimming with happiness.

As she looked at Zhao Feng, her beautiful eyes were filled with emotion, completely unwilling to part, seemingly entangled with endless feelings.

And Zhao Feng stared, his thoughts and memories slowly returning.

As he looked around at everything.

Observed the pervasive evil qi and resentful energy surrounding them.

All the memories suddenly returned.

”The Saint’s Power is truly terrifying.”

”With my current strength, I was actually trapped in this formation. If not for my strong Primordial Spirit, under the power of this formation, through countless cycles of reincarnation, I might have been completely annihilated, my physical body decayed.”

”Saint.”

”Truly a Saint.”

”All under the Saint are ants!”

”Now I understand why this saying exists.”

”Entering the Saint Realm, one becomes a world unto themselves, capable of creating small worlds with a wave of their hand, forming creations at will.”

”This truth of Qilin Cliff has been left for so many years, perhaps weakened by the influence of Evil Qi, slightly diminishing the power of the Saint’s formation, yet even so I was unable to extricate myself from it. If not for my strong Primordial Spirit getting me through all the tribulations of this formation, I might have completely sunk within it, unable to awaken.”

”Through countless cycles of reincarnation, in the earlier generations, I still knew I was myself, but after the tenth generation, I completely forgot I was me, fully influenced by the formation, trapped in lingering cycles like Yun Xiao.”

”Facing calamity every life, enduring hardship each cycle, finally, together in death like mandarin ducks.”

”How formidable indeed!”

As the memories fully integrated, thoughts returned, Zhao Feng felt a kind of unimaginable fear in his heart.

Since arriving in the Earth Immortal Realm.

Even though Saints had disappeared for countless years, their might still deeply penetrates the hearts of countless Great Divine Ability Practitioners in the Earth Immortal Realm, making them revere, making them aspire.

But every time the saying arose, ’Under the Saint, all are ants.’

Zhao Feng never held such deep reverence.

To Zhao Feng’s view, Saints must have mastered Rule Power, ultimately just stronger cultivators.

Yet entering the formation set by Taiqing this time, he was completely trapped, unable to break through, even entirely awed by the power of the formation, entering countless cycles of reincarnation, beyond his own control!

This time, Zhao Feng truly understood what Saint’s Power was.

This is truly an ’Under the Saint, all are ants.’

”Saints are so powerful.”

”If the Supreme is truly the incarnation of a Saint, then in the Primordial, he is truly invincible.”

”I could never be his match.”

At this moment.

Zhao Feng also thought of Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, thought of his might.

Regarding this.

Zhao Feng became more apprehensive.

And at this moment!

Looking at the absent-minded Zhao Feng, Yun Xiao seemed not to have recovered her memories as a Saint’s disciple, still concernedly watching Zhao Feng: ”Husband, what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

”Xiao’er.”

”Look around, then recall the Saints, recall your own memories,” Zhao Feng said with a serious expression.

Having gone through countless entanglements of generations, even though he had recovered his memories now and awakened from the trap of the formation, those countless cycles of memories fully integrated into Zhao Feng’s Sea of Consciousness, this can’t be faked. Therefore, to Yun Xiao, Zhao Feng was also too familiar as if in that cycle.

”Saint?”

”Memories?”

Yun Xiao’s expression slightly changed.

Then.

Her expression turned complex, became struggling.

And then.

The aura around her began to surge chaotically.

Starting from Daluo.

Directly entering Daluo Peak.

Then Quasi-Saint Early Stage, ultimately reaching Quasi-Saint Early Stage Peak.

This was the strength Yun Xiao possessed during the times of Divine Enthronement.

Being trapped for so many years, Yun Xiao fully fell into cycles of reincarnation, her strength neither regressed, nor progressed.

The storm of aura around her persisted for quite a while.

Yun Xiao slowly opened her eyes, seemingly regaining clarity, recalling something.

”I remember.”

”I remember everything.”

”Master, Jie Sect, Senior Brother, Junior Sister...”

Yun Xiao murmured, her entire aura becoming somewhat unstable.

Obviously.

Her thoughts were still before being suppressed by Taiqing.

Now thoughts have returned, seemingly difficult to accept.

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