Ye Feng followed Qi Xuan and continued to move forward in the Wuji Taixu Divine Light. After walking for a while, a white light suddenly lit up in the endless purple light.
"This is……"
Ye Feng looked at it intently and saw that the white light was actually a door, looking extremely tall and majestic, as if it was the gate of heaven.
"This is the real entrance to the Ziwei Tianzu Land."
Qi Xuan's eyes lit up, and he was also excited. The portal in front of him was unscathed and seemed to have not been damaged at all. Then Ziwei Tian should be intact.
"Ziweitian is known as the ancestral land of creation and is the richest among the five great ancestral lands. The genius treasures here can not only allow you to break through the holy realm, but also restore me to the realm of impure."
Qi Xuan speeded up his pace, and Ye Feng hurriedly followed him. The two of them came to the light door, but found that the threshold of the light door was covered with fine cracks, as if with a light touch, the entire light door would immediately shatter.
"this……"
Qi Xuan's face darkened. His previous ideas seemed to be a little overjoyed, and Ziweitian was also affected by the war.
“These traces…”
Ye Feng did not pay attention to the cracks in the portal, but instead looked at the strange patterns on the threshold. These patterns contained extraordinary mysteries. One glance made Ye Feng dizzy, just like the runes of the Kunlun Tianzu Altar.
"This is the Ziwei Heavenly Dao pattern, and you can't understand it at your current state."
Qi Xuan waved his hand, interrupted Ye Feng's understanding, and took him directly into Ziwei Tian.
As soon as he entered Ziweitian, Ye Feng smelled a burning and decayed smell. He looked around and his eyes were filled with anger.
In front of me is a ruin, the land and mountains are all pitch black, and there are even remaining dark magic fires burning.
These magic fires were left countless years ago and still exist today. You can imagine how terrifying it is.
The entire Ziweitian has turned into ruins, with mountains and rivers broken and rivers dried up. These scenes are shocking.
Ye Feng seemed to have returned to the ancient times and witnessed the battle between the fairy world and the powerful enemies. That battle was extremely fierce, and Ziweitian was destroyed by this battle.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Compared to Ye Feng, Qi Xuan was even more angry. He was in the Immortal Realm period and knew what a magnificent scene Ziweitian was.
Now this ruin is completely different from the Ziweitian in my memory, making Qixuan furious.
In the ancient battle, Qi Xuan was not in the Ziweitian battlefield, so he didn't know how tragic agenda happened here. Now he understood why the world outside Ziweitian turned into the Mixing Void, which was completely affected by that war.
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"Ziweitian is like this. Can the spirit of the ancestral land still be alive and still be revived?"
A pessimistic thought emerged in Ye Feng's mind, but he did not say it out loud when he looked at Qi Xuan's grief and angry look.
It took a long time for Qi Xuan to calm down. He thought about the problem that Ye Feng was considering, and his expression became dull.
"I'll take you to Ziwei Tianzu Temple first. If you can't recover the ancestral land, you'd better find a way to leave."
Qi Xuan shook his head. He originally planned to rely on Ziweitian's heavenly treasures to allow Ye Feng to break through to the Holy Demon Realm. He restored to the Wudi Realm, but now it seems that he is completely delusional.
"Um."
Ye Feng nodded slightly, without saying anything, and walked towards the depths of Ziwei Tian with Qixuan.
Along the way, everything was broken. Ziweitian had become a ruin. The more Ye Feng and the other two left, the less confident they felt.
In this scene of Ziwei Tian, the spirit of Ziwei Tian’s ancestor land is likely to fall.
Not long after, Ye Feng and Qi Xuan came to Ziwei Tianzu Altar. This place was like Kunlun Tianzu Altar, and it was also an altar, but it was also broken.
The entire Ziwei Tianzu Altar had cracked into several pieces and was scattered. Qi Xuan's eyes were red when he saw this scene.
Ye Feng didn't say anything, but just silently took out the Kunlun Tianzu Order. He saw that the ancestor Order emitted a slight white light, which continued to shake, as if he could sense something.
"Maybe there is still a chance!"
Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he rushed towards the fragments of the Ziweitian Altar. He pieced these fragments together to restore the ancestral altar.
However, the ancestral hall has been shattered after being baptized by war. Although Ye Feng pieced it together, there are still many places that are incomplete and no corresponding fragments are found.
"Senior Qixuan, please help me find it."
Ye Feng spoke to Qixuan while searching for the broken pieces.
"It's all like this, what else can I find?"
Qi Xuan sat on a stone slab with a disappointed face, shook his head and said, "The ancestral altar has been broken. Even if you piece it together and even restore it to its original appearance, it will be useless."
"The spirit of Ziwei Tianzu Earth has definitely fallen..."
Seeing Qi Xuan like this, Ye Feng knew that he was counting on Qi Xuan and immediately started looking for it.
Qi Xuan gave up, but Ye Feng hadn't given up yet, and he still kept a little hope.
In this way, for the next three days, Ye Feng kept searching for the broken fragments, and finally found most of the fragments, leaving only the largest fragment missing.
"Where has this part gone?"
Ye Feng frowned. He almost searched Ziweitian, but he couldn't find the last piece of fragment.
This piece of fragment is obviously very large and should be very conspicuous, but why can't it be found?
"Don't be busy, let's go quickly and go to other ancestral lands. Ziweitian has been destroyed."
Qi Xuan lay on the stone slab and said to Ye Feng sleepyly. In the past three days, Ye Feng was looking for the broken pieces, so he lay bored on the stone slab and was completely ruined.
"No, I always feel there is still a chance."
Ye Feng shook his head, and he held the Kunlun Tianzu Order in his hand tightly. This ancestral order was still trembling, but the frequency of trembling was stronger than before.
The increase in vibration frequency is related to the recovery degree of Ziwei Tianzu Altar, so Ye Feng concluded that the spirit of Ziwei Tianzu Land may not have died yet, and he still has a chance to recover the ancestral land.
At this moment, Ye Feng noticed the stone slab under Qi Xuan and hurried over to lift Qi Xuan open it.
"Hey, you're still angry!"
Qi Xuan rolled to the ground, jumped up and glared at Ye Feng.
But Ye Feng ignored him and stared at the stone slab in front of him. The stone slab was smooth and flat, without any runes of the avenue. This was not a fragment of the ancestral altar.
"Isn't it..."
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and felt a little desperate. He had searched Ziweitian all over, but could not find the last piece.
"It's just this part to restore the ancestral altar..."
Ye Feng clenched his fists weakly. The stone slab in front of him was not the same as the broken pieces of the ancestral altar. It was obvious that he had read it wrong.
"Boy, I'm talking to you!"
Qi Xuan glared at his eyes, stepped forward, and kicked the stone slab in front of Ye Feng.
"Bang!"
The stone slabs flew up, carrying a large amount of soil, and then a stone slab carved with the runes of the avenue appeared under the soil.
“Here!”
Ye Feng's eyes lit up. Qi Xuan, who had completely ignored the trouble, immediately rushed to the ground and pulled out the stone slab from the ground.