The Heavenly Tribulation Sword is the first talent awakened by Ye Qingdi, the God of Creation.
In Ye Feng's long-lasting memory, after he was born, his father, Emperor Ye Qing, had already reached the level of a god.
But Ye Feng had seen Emperor Ye Qing use the Heavenly Tribulation Sword once, and its power was terrifying, killing a majestic ancient dragon.
At that time, Emperor Ye Qing took Ye Feng to kill the ancient true dragon in order to obtain the blood of the true dragon and extend the life of Ye Feng, the crown prince who had an innate curse.
Buzz!
At this moment, in the Qingdi Tower, when Ye Feng stretched out his hand and touched the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, Ye Feng's whole will and spirit were suddenly pulled into a mysterious field.
At this moment, Ye Feng looked around and found that the area around him was no longer inside the Qingdi Tower, but a vast expanse of land.
At the end of this vast land, there is an extremely huge abyss.
"Roar!"
With an earth-shattering roar, a giant dragon measuring tens of thousands of feet suddenly jumped out of the abyss.
But at this moment, at the end of the vast land, a tall man with boundless majesty walked over.
He was wearing a golden imperial robe, a flat crown on his head, and held a light blue sword in his hand. He exuded a vast aura that overshadowed the heavens.
"Father..."
Ye Feng's eyes trembled, this tall man was his father, Emperor Ye Qing!
At this time, Emperor Ye Qing stepped from a distance, flew directly to the sky, and slashed down the giant dragon with a sword.
"Boom!!"
Suddenly, the terrifying and violent sword energy was filled with an artistic conception of great destruction. It struck down at once and directly tore the giant dragon into pieces.
Wow!
And at this moment, Ye Feng's spiritual will instantly returned to his original form.
At this time, the vast land around Ye Feng disappeared, and he was still in the Qingdi Tower.
"Little Feng, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, the bald bird asked quickly from the side.
Just now, the bald bird saw Ye Feng touching the sword. It remained motionless for a while, and then it suddenly ran over.
"I'm fine, it's just that my mind just entered the artistic conception of this Heavenly Tribulation Sword."
Ye Feng glanced at the bald bird beside him and explained casually.
Then he stared at the light blue sword in front of him, a little confused.
Ye Feng knew that the Heavenly Tribulation Sword was the first natal talent awakened by his father.
Logically speaking, for Emperor Ye Qing, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword should be the same as his talents such as the oven of creation, ancient monuments, and destiny charts. It is inseparable from his own body. It is a talent, not an external one.
weapon.
"Could it be that the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in front of me now is the physical war sword that my father used to cast from some precious material? It was modeled after the Heavenly Tribulation Sword that he awakened. The physical war sword that was cast is left in this Qingdi Tower.
In it, leave it to future generations of the human race?”
The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more he felt it should be like this.
After all, the original intention of building the Six Great Enlightenment Ancient Buildings was to leave a treasure to future generations of humanity.
But no matter what, this physical Heavenly Tribulation Sword modeled after talent was forged by Emperor Ye Qing himself. It is definitely a magic weapon. Ye Feng guesses that it will definitely not be weaker than the one he got from the demon world.
Nine Netherworld Sword.
And what makes Ye Feng most happy is that he and the Heavenly Tribulation Sword have the same origin, and he can activate a trace of the divine power of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.
Unlike the Nine Netherworld Sword, which is trapped by the backbone lock of the god of death, he can hardly use its divine power. Every time he uses it, he needs to convert his power into a source of magic, and then he can stimulate some of the will of Hades, so his power is limited.
"Qiang!"
Ye Feng suddenly pulled out the Heavenly Tribulation Sword from the groove in front of him. He could feel a devastating wave from the sword, a terrifying and majestic power.
"Wow!"
Ye Feng took out a sword sheath and carried the Heavenly Tribulation Sword behind his back.
He did not refine the Heavenly Tribulation Sword to enter the Invincible Sword Domain because he did not have the ability yet.
A god-level war sword, Ye Feng found that the Invincible Sword Domain could not accommodate it for the time being, and that majestic divine power might burst the current Invincible Sword Domain's territory.
"Little Feng, look here quickly!"
Suddenly at this time, the bald bird exclaimed not far away, seeming extremely excited.
Whoosh!
Ye Feng quickly dodged away and immediately saw the bald bird looking at a wall deep in the Qingdi Building.
At this time, Ye Feng saw that this wall was covered with densely written small characters.
“These fonts!”
Ye Feng's eyes were filled with joy. He recognized the fonts on the entire wall in front of him. They were indeed his father's handwriting.
Back then, Emperor Ye Qing taught Ye Feng to practice calligraphy in the palace of the God of Creation, so Ye Feng was very familiar with his father's handwriting.
The bald bird's eyes were excited and he said: "The contents written on this entire wall are probably the records of the enlightenment and enlightenment left by the amazingly talented God Emperor of Creation back then. This is a supreme treasure!
Feng Xiaozi, please understand quickly and absorb the power of the laws of heaven and earth. Maybe you can condense a part of the divine personality that belongs to the most powerful people in the realm of gods in the immortal realm!"
Ye Feng's eyes moved and he said: "Godhead? Can I condense it in the immortal realm?"
The bald bird was extremely excited and said: "Although it is impossible to condense the perfect godhead, it can be condensed into a part, such as one percent or two percent."
Ye Feng said in surprise: "Only one percent or two percent can be condensed?"
The bald bird immediately said eagerly: "What do you know! That is the immortal godhead, the incomparably noble godhead! You can start to condense the godhead in the fairyland, which is equivalent to touching the level of the godhead in advance, even if it is just condensation
If you gain one percent of your godhead, Feng Boy, your combat power will increase dozens or even hundreds of times in an instant! Just be content!"
Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he said, "Is it true or false?"
"of course it's true!"
At this time, the bald bird hurriedly said: "Little Feng, don't waste time, hurry up and understand! It is estimated that many other powerful geniuses or powerful people from the demon world will come this time, and the sacred mountain of gods and demons is connected to the legendary ancient war base.
The ruins, maybe this time the ruins of the ancient war base will be opened, so time is limited, so hurry up and learn about it!"
"good!"
Ye Feng quickly sat down cross-legged, facing the entire wall covered with fonts, and began to comprehend the enlightenment and godhood records left by his father, and released the swallowing vortex, beginning to absorb the heaven and earth on the sacred mountain of gods and demons.
Use the power of law to condense your own godhead to the greatest extent possible.
At this time, the bald bird also opened its mouth and spat out a pen and a piece of paper from the space in its stomach, and directly began to excerpt the words on the wall one by one. Its eyes glowed and it murmured: "These records,