Tianguan was shocked. Although he was born in the late ancient times and had never seen those ancient strong men who were dominating the world, their reputation has been passed down to this day. Especially the two Saint Ancestor War Ancestors are the best among the ancient strong men. If they were one, they were not afraid, but they were afraid of coming up together. At that time, even the master might not be able to stop him.

The ancient saint king withdrew his gaze and said, "Give me another 50,000 years, and I can refine the Chaos Pearl to more than 70%. At that time, even if the Holy Ancestor and the War Ancestor join forces, I will not be afraid of them, so I will never provoke a war in these 50,000 years."

"Then the disciples of the God King of Heaven let him grow up."

"Don't worry, so what if you give him growth? At most, 50,000 years will allow him to grow to the level of the war ancestors back then, and you should be the Saint King at that time."

Tianguan felt it was reasonable. He practiced the twelve-arm golden body passed down by his master. Once he became a saint king, his strength would definitely be greater than that of ordinary saint kings and god kings.

"You retreat first!" The voice of the ancient sage king seemed to come from the ancient times and could not resist.

"Yes! Master!" The Heavenly Officer respectfully withdrew from the hall.

When the Tianguan left, the ancient sage king spread his right hand and a palm-sized ball appeared above the palm. It didn't look like a ball, but it looked like a chaotic star plane, rotating continuously.

"Master, you have made my hand and left your soul mark in the Chaos Pearl. It took me billions of years of hard work to refine it to 50%. But you didn't expect that I had absorbed your mark, but instead took my twelve arms to the next level."

"After fifty thousand years, I will give you a surprise to let you know who is the eternal controller of the fairy world and the universe."

...

After staying in the Star Domain battlefield for about a month, Lin Fenghan and the other two returned to the Tiandu Realm.

Huangxia Temple, it is rare for everyone to gather together today.

"Qiyan, you have reached the fifth level of the water path, not bad." Lin Fenghan nodded.

Meng Qiyan smiled and said, "Practicing in the holy tower twice the result, it is easy to feel the existence of the law of water. Now, not only has the water path entered the fifth level, but the water magic also merged two. The third water magic technique is almost complete now." Xiaohuo said anxiously: "Boss, I am about to enter the sixth level of fire-type magic power. Burning Heaven Fire can even burn space, but it only takes a blink of an eye."

Lin Fenghan attaches great importance to Xiaohuo’s burning sky fire, which is enough to burn the world. If he reaches the realm of the God King, he will definitely be the main force here.

"Boss, I am also in the middle stage of the fifth level." Little underworld.

Lin Fenghan nodded, then looked at Luo Shishi and said, "Shishi, you guessed well, you should have integrated three kinds of immortal arts!"

Luo Shishi nodded, "Fenghan, I am already understanding the fourth magic, but the Way of Water has not yet broken through the fifth level."

"It's already very good. We have time to practice."

After hearing what happened here, Lin Fenghan turned his eyes to Ye Changfeng and Xiao Ling.

"You are still used to it in the Tiandu Realm! I have asked my fifth senior brother to refine an intermediate travel artifact. It should be a few months before you can go to the Immortal Realm at any time."

Xiao Ling smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm practicing in the holy tower too fast."

Ye Changfeng and Chen Bingtianlang both smiled. If it weren't for Lin Fenghan's relationship, their cultivation would not have improved so quickly. Maybe they would have stayed in the True Immortal Realm stage in this life. With the Holy Tower, there would be a glimmer of hope to become a Holy Immortal.

"It may take me to retreat for a long time this time. Just treat this place as your home." After the Demon-Slaying Sword was unblocked, Lin Fenghan's body had an extremely pure force. This power was a bit like the power of the Shura God, and was very similar to the power of the God of War. It is the original power of the Demon-Slaying Sword. Lin Fenghan needs to refine this original power into his own, and then he can fully exert the power of the heavenly artifact.

"Okay, we won't be polite."

After a few days of rest, Lin Fenghan entered Xuanhuang Tower and began to practice.

In the training room, the Demon-Slaying Sword was suspended in front of Lin Fenghan out of thin air. The rich dark red light seemed to establish a connection with Lin Fenghan's power of gods and demons, and kept shuttled through Lin Fenghan's body.

The original name of the Demon-Slaying Sword is Shura Sword. I don’t know how the War Ancestor was built back then. The original power inside is extremely domineering and powerful, especially it has inexplicable lethality against Shura. What Lin Fenghan wants to do now is to refine the original power in the Demon-Slaying Sword and then re-inject it into it. At that time, the Demon-Slaying Sword will truly become his Demon-Slaying Sword, rather than the War Ancestor’s Shura Sword.

A trace of dark red original power was refined by Lin Fenghan, and then returned to the Demon-Slaying Sword. This situation proceeded very slowly, and it was often only a day or two to refine a wisp. Compared with the original power that was like a vast ocean, this trace was almost negligible.

Days passed day by day. At first, Lin Fenghan could go out once a month or two and gather with everyone. As time went by, the retreat time became longer and longer. The most time was in seclusion for a full five years, but he himself could not feel the passage of time.

Autumn goes and spring comes, spring goes and winter comes, and this cycle goes and circles.

Before we knew it, a thousand years have passed, and there has been no change in the realm of heaven. What has changed is the state of mind and cultivation of people. When facing the years, everyone will change.

The body that was petrified moved for a moment, and Lin Fenghan slowly opened his eyes, and the entire cultivation room flashed with dazzling light. Ordinary people who were in it would definitely think that when they came to the star field, they could see the planes of star destruction and their minds were shaken.

"Senior Brother Lin, you are out of seclusion." Seeing Lin Fenghan walk out of Xuanhuang Tower, several intermediate disciples who were about to enter Xuanhuang Tower greeted him.

Lin Fenghan nodded. He advanced to the intermediate god of war more than 600 years ago, and then won the first place in the intermediate disciple ranking competition, so all the intermediate disciples in the Tiandu Realm would call him senior brother.

"Senior brother is really hardworking. It takes several years to retreat every time. No wonder he was able to break through to the intermediate level God of War in such a short time. Now he is probably breaking through more than forty acupoints." Several people walked into Xuanhuang Tower in a discussion.

It took me seven years to retreat this time, and I don’t know how Qiyan and the others were doing.

Every step is hundreds of miles away, and Lin Fenghan swept towards his mountain peak.

There was no one in Huangxia Temple. Lin Fenghan smiled faintly and walked towards a bamboo forest outside the temple. There were stone tables and chairs, which were very quiet.
Chapter completed!