The shattered buildings ca into view, the city in ruins was all too familiar.
Streets full of potholes and darkness, a blood-red moon still hanging high.
"I’m... back again?"
Chen Feng’s face was grave, imdiately recognizing this as the Qinggang City he had previously left.
Beside him, the Holy Shield Giant was on high alert, wary of ambushes, but he soon noticed sothing was off.
"Where are the Black Tide creatures?"
His gaze swept over, Perception amplified.
Chen Feng keenly observed that there were no Black Tide creatures present in the ruins.
Moreover, in the half-darkness around, there was not a trace of the black mist.
The seemingly contradictory situation made him cautious. He and the Holy Shield Giant soared upward, overlooking the entire city.
Buildings collapsed, street lamps shattered, all a wasteland.
Several hundred ters, a thousand ters, several thousand ters...
Man and Giant streaked across the sky, yet did not find any Black Tide creatures appearing.
"What’s going on?"
Frowning slightly, Chen Feng again looked into the distance.
The breach in the High Wall was still there, but different from before, it was unusually quiet, with no large creatures clambering over it.
The whole world was eerily quiet, as if he had arrived at a different parallel dinsion’s Qinggang City.
Looking up again, the blood moon overhead continuously emitted its eerie moonlight, yet Chen Feng was sure he wasn’t trapped in an illusion.
What exactly was happening?
The suspicion and vigilance in his heart grew stronger.
Could it be that the Illusion Technique was too advanced for him to notice?
He almost started doubting himself, until...
Thud!!
A sudden dull sound echoed, piercing through the silence of Qinggang City.
His gaze sharpened as he turned his head to look.
It was the Blue Light District of Qinggang City, equally pitch-black with no signs.
However.
Thud!!
Another dull sound arose, and the invisible space there visibly rippled with waves.
Without hesitation, Chen Feng and the Holy Shield Giant exploded with speed, flying over imdiately.
The thumping continued, he clearly saw the spatial ripples there becoming denser.
But just as he arrived, it suddenly beca calm.
It was as if so life form had given up struggling, and all the dull sounds instantly disappeared.
Perception amplified, Chen Feng frowned slightly.
Then leaped down to the ground, crouching, he extended his hand forward to touch.
Buzz!
An invisible barrier blocked his way as if segregating part of Qinggang City’s Blue Light District.
"Is soone behind this?"
Frowning at the anomaly, Chen Feng suddenly clenched his fist.
Qi gathered, Daylight Gang Qi rose like light.
Bang!!
A punch shattered the barrier.
A torn circular crack appeared in front, and in the pitch-black Qinggang City, there appeared strands of light.
They were intact buildings and street lamps, smooth asphalt roads.
Though shrouded in darkness, they seed like the last hope left in this city, inexplicably familiar.
Besides...
There was even a trace of white-gray mixed with golden light fading into the distance, as if a youth’s silhouette stood on its shoulders, disappearing with it.
"Impossible!"
His gaze changed slightly, Chen Feng rushed into the spatial barrier.
Fixing his eyes on the disappearing Giant and youth silhouette, his heart surged, naturally recognizing it as himself.
Or more precisely, a younger version of himself.
Imdiately, he looked around again.
Everything was exactly the sa as the safety zone from when he first entered the Dream Realm, a cage only broken by the Holy Shield Giant after reaching the Sixth Order.
Perception therefore amplified, but not a single Black Tide creature was sighted, as if the entire world left only him and the Giant.
In an instant, reflecting on the prior commotion...
"Could this be my past?"
An inexplicable conjecture arose in his mind, Chen Feng suddenly felt, that his forr illusory self seed to be just a Grandmaster?
Could this be another parallel dinsion.
Or perhaps... a Dream Realm loop?
Buzz!!
Blood Wings fluttering, he soared into the sky.
Shooting towards the location of Qinggang City’s High Wall, he wanted to find out the reason.
Upon reaching the High Wall breach, he looked down at the outside world.
No black mist, only the sky’s darkness and eerie moonlight.
Wow!
Without hesitation, man and Giant flew once more out of the Ruins City.
The next second.
Buzz!!
The world changed, as if ti and space had been thrown into chaos.
Chen Feng felt his feet touch the ground, focusing his gaze to the sides.
His expression froze, he had returned to the Qinggang City safety zone.
Except...
Boom!!
A dull boom erupted, the invisible barrier broken by brute force.
The white-gray Giant mixed with golden light appeared with the youth, then brushed past him.
Exactly the sa appearance, even the deanor and aura.
Chen Feng reached out.
But.
Buzz!
The Giant and youth quickly faded away into nothingness, throughout seemingly never noticing his presence.
Frowning deeper, Chen Feng increasingly felt sothing was wrong.
Could it truly be a Dream Realm loop?
The conjectures kept piling up, just when he was about to rush out the city walls again.
Buzz!!
The silver short blade he carried suddenly vibrated, emitting a humming sound.
Chen Feng paused, looked down.
The Power of the Holy Sword contained within the silver short blade unexpectedly overflowed without him noticing, transforming into golden brilliance, covering all the silver.
The next second.
Clang!!
Golden light soared, forming the Holy Sword.
With a horizontal slash, as if cleaving heaven and earth in two, instantly dispelling all darkness, along with the eerie moonlight spilling from the air, dimming it all at this mont.
At the sa ti, within the Snake Spirit Secret Realm.
On the pinnacle of the Holy City, an unusual commotion arose from the Royal Palace, drawing curious and puzzled gazes.
Golden light of the Holy Sword seed to flash by, causing the faces of the three Legion Commanders to change slightly, urgently rushing towards the palace.
Unaware of these happenings, Chen Feng’s heart was already stirred by many waves.
But at this mont, there was no ti to delve into these thoughts, nor ti to ponder why the Power of the Holy Sword acted autonomously.
Because.
Looking up, at the Qinggang sky where the Holy Sword slashed across.
As the golden crescent slash gradually dissipated, a completely different world reflected in the air.
A bustling, expansive city, well-protected by intact High Walls.
People coming and going on the streets, cars driving, with Transcendents flying through the air.
A scene of tranquility and harmony, Chen Feng’s gaze flickered, and he quickly saw that there was a colossal palace suspended high above the city.
Entirely golden, as if carved from gold.
Each beam and pillar was over ten ters thick and over a hundred ters tall.
As for the main door, it was unimaginably grand, almost a thousand ters in size.
Perhaps sensing his attention, the palace suddenly radiated golden light.
The entire cityscape vanished, with street figures dispersing into orbs of light, floating up and rging into the palace.
Chen Feng held his breath, preparing solemnly.
Then, he saw the palace doors slowly open, revealing a crack.
A giant golden stele appeared, engraved with dozens of nas.
At a glance, he could not take it all in, as Chen Feng’s attention was more focused on the sides of the stele.
There stood humanoid golden statues, so in loose martial arts uniforms, massive and tall, others in trench coats, with graceful postures.
Every statue was lifelike, each with a different expression, totaling at least more than a dozen.
Buzz!
In an instant, it felt as if there was a response.
A panel floated, flashing with surprising hints.
[You have discovered the Heroic Spirit Hall—High Wall Alliance!]
[The civilization is extinct, but the heroic spirits are immortal!]
[Function: Able to preserve the spiritual fla of angel-level powerhouses, with divinity revival!]
[Hint 1: Heroic spirits have diverse personalities, retaining all past mories and most of their abilities!]
[Hint 2: The reviver can annihilate the revived heroic spirit, letting them return to dormancy in the hall!]
[Hint 3: The higher the level of the heroic spirit, the more divine attribute fragnts are needed for revival!]
[You can collect enough divine attribute fragnts to revive heroic spirits!]
[Current quantity of divine attribute fragnts: 0]
Lines of text entered his sight, leaving Chen Feng almost stunned on the spot.
Heroic Spirit Hall?
The Heroic Spirit Hall of the High Wall Alliance?
He had never seen any related records or mories in Qinggang City...
Wait!
His gaze fixed as he suddenly thought of a figure.
The transcendent with the spirit-controlling talent, Wang Yu!
Could this be sohow connected to him?
Just as the thought arose, the sky suddenly trembled.
Chen Feng looked up to see the palace’s giant golden gates slowly closing again.
During this ti, dots of light seed to fall, passing through the reflected images and landing in the ruins city.
So floated, others drifted through windows, landing between buildings.
Dark red, blue light, gold...
All were expanding into circles at a slow pace.
In an instant, Chen Feng realized, wasn’t this the light orbs he had picked up before?
Except much smaller, like tiny new buds barely growing, they had no other differences.
Buzz!
At that mont.
The half-moon of blood moved erratically again as if blinking, casting a swath of eerie moonlight.
The space where Qinggang City was located had so kind of folding wave, and Chen Feng once again felt that disorienting chaos of space and ti.
Until the end.
Roar!!
The familiar roar reached his ears, as countless Black Tide creatures attacked again.
The ruined city, dark surroundings, and drifting black mist.
Chen Feng found himself still standing in place.
Looking into the distance, beyond the breach in the high wall.
A terrifying aura and commotion approached rapidly, as if so powerful lifeform, beyond the Sixth Order, was reviving and charging furiously.
Chen Feng paid no heed to this, only raised his head to the sky.
The grand golden palace still existed, only with closed doors, ambiguously real and surreal, as if in another realm, untouchable.
Boom!!
The Holy Shield Giant again unleashed a bombardnt punch, raising a terrifying storm, clearing out all surrounding life.
In the splatter of blood, Chen Feng sensed in all directions.
Those scattered light points grew unevenly, but most were slow in speed.
He wasn’t disappointed, after all, the light orbs in Qinggang City before had run dry.
And now... he could afford to wait!
Buzz!
Suddenly, the world shook, and his eyes opened.
The familiar ceiling ca into view, and Chen Feng lay in bed for a few seconds, feeling sowhat dazed.
This dream experience was different from before, with traces of bizarre places everywhere.
Two almost identical Qinggang Cities, he suspected that it was a separate realm of dream and reality.
And the Heroic Spirit Hall.
Collecting divine attribute fragnts to revive angel-level powerhouses, such a capability was truly inconceivable.
So far, only Wang Yu seed to have a connection to it.
Recalling the diary that appeared at every coincidence...
"Could he be guiding ?"
Chen Feng frowned, he had this suspicion more than once, but only this ti it was most striking.
It’s not that he was blindly guessing.
But because...
Focused perception, in the Black Dream Space, the silver short blade turned ordinary, no longer possessing any power of the Holy Sword.
Obviously a dead object, yet it took the initiative, leading him to discover the existence of the Heroic Spirit Hall.
There was clearly only one connection.
Alonco, who repaired the Holy Sword.
Wang Yu, who could summon heroic spirits.
The thought flashed, and Chen Feng lay on the spot for a long ti.
Until the end.
"Hoo!"
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, he pressed down many guesses, got up, and walked to the window.
Inside the pavilion, there were many people.
Disciples practicing martial arts standing, so true inheritors were trying to cultivate Thunder.
His gaze fluctuated with this, Chen Feng shook his head.
"Whether or not soone is guiding."
"I just need to beco stronger, strong enough to fear no opponent..."
The revival of heroic spirits depended entirely on himself, and the collection of divine attribute fragnts seed not easy either.
In the end, it all ca down to relying on himself.
Instantly, his gaze moved to the panel.
"Enhance!"
[Heavenly Gang Dominator Body: Vigorous Body (43%) ]
[Thunder Technique: Thunder (81%) ]
Extre Martial and Thunder depleted entirely, yet the two skills still could not break through.
Chen Feng was not disappointed.
Because.
"Golden Day Skill, break for !"
Buzz!
Two hundred Breakthrough tokens turned into nourishnt, all ten Jinxuan consud.
The Golden Body Secret of the Second Layer, already obtained in mory images, surfaced in his mind, bringing endless insight.
It was the day and night honing of muscles and bones, diligent tempering.
The progress of True Skill therefore skyrocketed, until the end.
[Golden Day Skill: Golden Body (1%)]
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