frightfiction #730 - Return to the Endless Sea of Fire
#730 - Return to the Endless Sea of Fire
Li Chengfeng ignored the Frog Saint and disappeared from the spot like a gust of wind.
He circled his own life-realm space and then came to the connected hell-realm space, like an indefatigable explorer.
At this moment, the Skeleton Hermit was sitting cross-legged next to the blood pool, his eyes closed, sensing the mysteries of the blood pool.
He was so surprised by the existence of such a magical treasure in the world that he couldn't close his mouth.
This treasure was like a small world. Although he had heard of such treasures before, they were all owned by supreme masters and were all in the Spirit Realm or the Immortal Realm.
He never expected that he could see one with his own eyes in the Human Realm, and the size of the space was simply shocking his worldview.
Millions of acres of space were simply unbelievable!
Even more shocking to him was the huge Underworld Ghost Tree, and the evil dragon half-step Nascent Soul—Dragon Warlock Wu Zhe—standing on the tree.
Wu Zhe's eyes were wide open as he stood on the Underworld Ghost Tree. He had now recovered some of his strength and was no longer in the state of the Nascent Soul stage.
Li Chengfeng had given the Skeleton Hermit the authority to move freely in the hell-realm space, but he did not become presumptuous because of this.
He didn't want Li Chengfeng to think he was a person who would take an inch and want a mile.
Therefore, he spent most of his time sitting on the Underworld Ghost Tree, communicating and comprehending with this intelligent creature.
The Skeleton Hermit told the Underworld Ghost Tree his understanding and insights, and the Underworld Ghost Tree was indeed a clever fellow, quickly learning some of the dragon race's secret techniques.
In this way, it indirectly provided Li Chengfeng with strength support.
However, Li Chengfeng didn't care much about this. He strode over.
Dragon Warlock Wu Zhe flashed in front of Li Chengfeng with a whoosh, his face full of admiration: "This is really a good place, far away from strife and war. If I stay here and concentrate on comprehension and cultivation, maybe one day I can get rid of the suppression of the rules here and advance to the late stage of Nascent Soul in one fell swoop."
Li Chengfeng responded with a smile: "You can cultivate with peace of mind. There will definitely be opportunities for you to show your skills in the future!"
The Skeleton Hermit also quickly got up and said with a flattering expression: "Congratulations, Master, on advancing to the late stage of Nascent Soul. I am your loyal servant."
"Naturally, there will be a place for you to use your abilities," Li Chengfeng said with a smile, "I promise you that as long as you make another contribution, I will let you go through the path of reincarnation, like Long Tianqi, and transform into a real human being, so that you can ascend and cultivate."
"Thank you, Master!" The Skeleton Hermit was so excited that his eyes flashed with gratitude and anticipation.
Li Chengfeng wandered around the hell-realm space, feeling something in his heart.
This time, he personally traveled through the two major spaces in order to perceive the shortcomings of the space, in order to make up for his own shortcomings.
After the comprehension, his figure flashed, and he came to the Soul Devouring Space again.
He took a deep breath and secretly calculated in his heart that three years had passed in the real world.
With a thought, he reappeared in the endless sea of fire.
At this time, a spectacular scene of soldiers meeting each other was being staged on the endless sea of fire.
Zhuque commanded 60,000 soldiers, and they formed various battle formations, practicing their skills nervously.
Now, they have gradually adapted to the new rule changes and are playing against Long Tianqi's three thousand Imperial Guards cultivators, which is equivalent to a real combat exercise.
Zhuque Zhongli Meiying's commanding art is as smooth as flowing water, which is amazing.
The 60,000 warriors are all former old troops. Their cooperation is seamless, as if they are one person. Their combat power is so strong that it can shake the world.
Long Tianqi and Qingyang, although leading the elite three thousand Imperial Guard cultivators, have not gained much advantage under the ingenious layout of Zhuque and Zhongli Meiying, and the two sides have fallen into a fierce stalemate.
The soldiers of the Zhuque Legion were filled with nostalgia for the past glory and anxiety about the current predicament.
They were once an invincible combat legion, but now they are firmly held back by these three thousand Imperial Guard cultivators, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to their self-esteem.
However, when Zhongli Meiying explained to them that this was the power of the Imperial Armor, that is, the powerful power brought by the magic weapon, they gradually freed themselves from anxiety and began to face the gap between themselves and their opponents.
Beside Zhongli Meiying, two half-step Nascent Soul deputy generals added endless help to her like left and right arms.
Que Yan, the tall deputy general with a beard on his face, was wearing fiery red armor, with flames flowing, and his strength was so strong that he seemed to be able to shake the world.
His aura was majestic, as majestic as a mountain, making people awe-inspiring.
And Que Fei, the petite and beautiful female deputy general, although her appearance gives people a gentle and pleasant feeling, her eyes reveal a ruthless murderous aura, making people dare not approach easily.
She did not wear gorgeous armor, but a simple gray robe, but this simplicity could not hide the tenacity and decisiveness in her heart.
Once she makes a move, it will definitely be a thunderous blow, and she will not stop until she sees blood.
Que Fei put her hands on her hips angrily, her murderous eyes fixed on the three thousand Imperial Guard cultivators, and complained dissatisfiedly: "General, look at them, their equipment is so sophisticated, but we can only covet them.
Can you also get us these equipment? Even if we only equip a thousand sets, our strength will be enough to crush them!"
Zhuque Zhongli Meiying nodded slightly when she heard this, and her eyes revealed firmness and determination: "I also know this, and the improvement of equipment is crucial to us.
Therefore, I want to train you well and improve our overall strength.
As long as we make great contributions, the master will definitely be happy and equip us with the Imperial Armor.
The master has an Imperial Armor base, specializing in producing these equipment, and it should have produced a batch now. It's just that the competition is very fierce, and we must rely on our own strength to fight for it."
Long Tianqi walked over and comforted him: "It's okay, Deputy General Que Fei, I'll talk to the Young Master, and with our military achievements and performance, we will definitely be able to win at least a thousand sets of Imperial Armor for you.
Only after you are equipped with the Imperial Armor can your strength double.
Now is a time of turmoil, and we still have to occupy the North Sea. I believe the Young Master will not let go of the opportunity to improve everyone's strength."
Qingyang has also become much more honest this time. Although he was proud before, he felt that Li Chengfeng was young, and calling him Young Master was also because he was a disciple of Qingning Old Ancestor.
But now, along the way, he has witnessed Li Chengfeng's strength and wisdom with his own eyes, and found that he was completely wrong.
Li Chengfeng's strength is enough to deter the heroes, and there is indeed no problem for him to be the commander-in-chief.
At this critical moment of deciding the outcome, a strong and mysterious wave suddenly broke the tranquility of the space. As if a crack had opened in the sky, Li Chengfeng stepped out of it, like a heavenly god descending.
His strength had silently climbed to the late stage of Nascent Soul, and his surging power was like a monstrous wave in the boundless sea, and like thunder from the nine heavens.
Wave after wave impacted everyone's hearts, making people feel a mixture of palpitation and pain, but they could not extricate themselves.