Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 1294: Chapter 562: Only One Opportunity Away from Primordial Daluo!

Besides this.

There is no other possibility.

”Chaos Tao Fruit.”

”Could this be the power that just transcended the rules?”

”Above the Realm of Primordial Great Luo, the comprehension of Tao has begun.”

”Could the Dao Fruit be what one comprehends above the Realm of Primordial Great Luo?”

”Could the power Pangu God just gave me be this Dao Fruit?”

At this moment.

Seeing the last column of All Attributes, Zhao Feng seemed to have an understanding, his eyes filled with a contemplative light, his mind recalling all that had just happened.

However.

Zhao Feng did not dwell too long and quickly came to his senses, seeing the Pangu’s phantom still present.

”This junior thanks Pangu God for the gift.”

Zhao Feng immediately bowed towards Pangu’s phantom, his actions extremely respectful.

Having been given such a fortune upon meeting, how could Zhao Feng not be grateful?

”No need.”

Pangu smiled slightly, that smile was very kind and amiable, appearing exceptionally friendly.

”May I dare to ask Pangu God,”

”Did you foresee that this junior would come?”

Zhao Feng asked respectfully with strong curiosity, his eyes filled with a desire for knowledge.

”You will know when the time comes.”

”Right now, your strength is not enough.”

Pangu shook his head, his gaze holding expectations for Zhao Feng.

In his eyes, it seemed he could see through time and space, seeing what Zhao Feng would become.

”What kind of strength is enough?” Zhao Feng asked urgently.

”At least reaching the Heavenly Dao Realm.”

”Only then can you know.” Pangu smiled slightly, his smile seemingly hiding endless secrets.

”Heavenly Dao Realm?”

Zhao Feng murmured to himself.

His eyes showed a bit of confusion, yet carried a trace of determination.

He naturally understood what this realm was.

If the Saint Level were the Realm of Primordial Great Luo, then the realm above that would be the Heavenly Dao Realm.

For Zhao Feng, this realm was naturally very distant, currently unattainable.

Even though Zhao Feng’s All Attributes were now barely a step from breaking through to Primordial Great Luo, the threshold of the Martial Dao Ancestor Realm.

But this small step was still millions of miles away.

Zhao Feng needed an opportunity to smoothly break through this realm.

”In this space.”

”I have left only a thought.”

”Since you have come.”

”This thought has reached its end.”

”The Witch Clan is entrusted to you.” Pangu spoke slowly, each word carrying great weight, and held a strong expectation.

”Pangu God,”

”Have you not truly fallen?”

”Where is your true self now?” Zhao Feng hurriedly asked, filled with urgency.

Today,

Zhao Feng felt he glimpsed a true great secret within this Primordial world.

If Pangu had not fallen, what was the existence of Primordial?

What were the so-called machinations of all living beings?

Where exactly did Pangu exist?

”When the time comes.”

”You will understand.”

Pangu smiled slightly without answering.

Then the next moment,

Pangu’s phantom gradually turned into golden light and dissipated.

As the phantom dispersed,

The heart of Pangu that was originally within the space also gradually dimmed, finally shattering and disappearing.

This heart of Pangu might have been the foundation of this space, and with its shattering disappearance...

The space seemed to lose its stability.

With a loud boom.

It directly shattered.

The sound was like heaven and earth collapsing, deafening.

And Zhao Feng was directly ejected from this space.

Upon reappearing,

He had already returned inside the Pangu Divine Hall.

”Master.”

Upon seeing Zhao Feng appear, Jiufeng immediately knelt on one knee, respectfully bowing.

”How long was I inside?” Zhao Feng immediately turned to ask, feeling somewhat complex.

”Master was inside for hundreds of years.” Jiufeng replied honestly.

However,

Jiufeng’s gaze was very calm, obviously, the time difference meant something different to Primordial Spirits compared to Postnatal Spirits.

Hundreds of years for a Primordial Spirit was merely a fleeting moment.

But for Postnatal Spirits, it was an eternity.

”Indeed.”

”Time was uncertain within that space.” Zhao Feng thought quietly.

”Master,”

”Just now... was it a manifestation of Father God?” Jiufeng asked with anticipation, eyes shining with hope.

The question naturally ignited hope in Jiufeng, perhaps a hope for the entire Witch Clan.

”Pangu God has entrusted the Witch Clan to me.”

”I will find a way to bring the Witch Clan back into the world.” Zhao Feng said slowly, conveying a certain intention.

Upon hearing this!

Jiufeng was extremely excited, immediately dropping to both knees before Zhao Feng: ”Thank you, Master.”

”Besides this.”

”I also wish to bring the Demon Clan of the Northern Continent under my command.” Zhao Feng continued.

Yet in these words,

Zhao Feng was watching Jiufeng’s face.

And upon hearing Zhao Feng’s intention to subdue the Demon Clan, Jiufeng showed no resistance.

”After the Witch-Demon War, our two clans have been imprisoned in this Desolate Continent and understood that we are but ants, all affected by great calamities, unable to control our own fate.”

”So-called hatred is naturally a joke.”

”So for countless years, although there have been frictions between our Witch Clan and the Demon Clan, both sides have restrained themselves, and I have also with the current Demon Clan leader Bai Ze signed a pact against large-scale conflict.” Jiufeng explained respectfully.

”Indeed.”

Zhao Feng nodded, now understanding why the Witch and Demon Clans could thrive in this Northern Continent for so long.

All because the leadership of the two clans had maintained a subtle balance.

”Thus,”

”I need not go to great lengths.”

Zhao Feng smiled with confidence and composure.

Then Zhao Feng’s spirit spread out.

With a raise of hand.

The next moment...

The Void of the Pangu Divine Hall suddenly shattered, as if torn open by a giant invisible hand, and Zhao Feng reached in.

At the headquarters of the Demon Clan.

”Have you still not found out?”

”The origin of that divine thought back then?”

Bai Ze asked his demon kings, his gaze carrying a trace of urgency and doubt.

”Reporting to Master,”

”That divine thought disappeared after its appearance, and we have been unable to find it for hundreds of years, unsure if it’s related to the Witch Clan.” Several demons responded respectfully, their bodies trembling slightly, seemingly fearing Bai Ze’s wrath.

”Alright,”

”You may withdraw for now.”

Bai Ze nodded in deep thought. His brow furrowed, lost in contemplation.

As the demons withdrew,

Bai Ze’s expression was somewhat complex.

”Who could it be?”

”Could it be a Saint?”

”But why would a Saint care about this Desolate Continent?”

”They were exiled long ago.” Bai Ze pondered secretly.

Then the next moment,

Boom!

The void in front of Bai Ze suddenly shattered.

The sound echoed like thunder within the Demon Clan Headquarters.

”Who?”

Bai Ze instantly became alert, his fur standing on end like an enraged beast, mobilizing all his demonic power instantly.

But a sky-reaching giant hand directly reached out from the shattered space, as if capable of grasping the heavens, it reached directly for Bai Ze.

Although Bai Ze was a Quasi-Saint strong person, having cultivated for countless years and reached the Mid Quasi-Saint Realm, under this sky-reaching giant hand, his demonic power had no resistance, instantly crushed like an ant.

The giant hand directly seized Bai Ze, dragging him into the shattered space.

Subsequently,

The space immediately closed, as if no ripples had occurred.

Once everything calmed down.

Inside the Pangu Divine Hall.

The void had not yet closed.

With a bang,

Bai Ze’s body crashed into the Divine Hall.

Upon regaining consciousness,

Bai Ze leapt up, extremely vigilant, but when he saw Jiufeng,

”Jiufeng, is this your doing?”

”Do you intend to break the pact?”

Upon seeing Jiufeng, Bai Ze immediately exclaimed in terror.

Being directly seized, Bai Ze clearly felt a sense of threat.

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