"Ding, the mission is released: Comprehend the power of Hunyuan in the five-color altar. Mission reward: Hongmeng value + 500 million, lottery chance + 1."

Hearing the electronic sound in his mind, Zhou Yi threw a storage bag to Nuwa speechlessly, and then walked towards the five-color altar.

Zhu Qiang's eyes also followed Zhou Yi to the five-color altar.

Just now Zhunti and I suffered a loss because of this altar. Now when they saw Zhou Yi walking over again, their eyes were full of curiosity.

The altar was unremarkable and looked abandoned. There were five stone pillars standing on it, as if they were absorbing something and then pouring it into the altar.

On the edge of the altar, facing the five stone pillars, five platforms extended out.

Five very ancient characters are carved on the five platforms. Zhou Yi frowned, what characters are these?

"Senior, do you know these words?"

Zhou Yi passed the words he saw to Luo Hu.

"Haha, illiterate!"

Luo Hu sneered.

Zhou Yi: "..."

What the hell, can you still talk properly?

Isn’t it normal that we don’t know each other?

"Guys, do you know what this word is?"

"Gold, wood, water, fire and earth!"

Hearing this, Xuan Ming poked his head out to take a look and read.

"..." Zhou Yi.

Really know each other!

"Idiot, use your mental power to read it!"

Zhou Yi was speechless, his mental energy was immediately revealed, and the meaning of the five words immediately appeared in his mind.

The direction he was in was fire, and the platform he was standing on just now was carved with water.

Five elements?

Zhou Yi stepped onto the platform, and the burning feeling in his soul suddenly came over him.

Zhou Yi was trembling all over, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his soul.

His face turned pale, and the next moment, he felt light all over, as if some impurities had been removed.

Gradually, Zhou Yi felt faint, his ears were ringing, his eyes were dizzy, and all kinds of uncomfortable feelings came one after another.

"This is obviously forging my spiritual power, but why did the Hongmeng Jade Order give me the task of comprehending the power of Hunyuan?"

Could it be that the power of Hunyuan is also mixed with spiritual power?

Zhou Yi told Luo Hu his doubts.

Luo Hu confirmed Zhou Yi's guess and passed on the power of Hunyuan he understood to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi slowly understood what Luo Hu said, and his soul continued to be forged by the altar.

Because Luo Hu's power of Hunyuan was only a prototype, Zhou Yi quickly understood it, but it was a pity that the Hongmeng Jade Certificate did not remind him that the task was completed.

Zhou Yi sighed, Luo Hu's understanding of the power of Hunyuan was indeed not perfect.

The burning feeling became even more intense, so intense that Zhou Yi almost fainted, sweat dripping down his face.

The rumbling sound echoed in Zhou Yi's mind.

"What is he doing?"

Xuan Ming followed up curiously, but as soon as she came up, she immediately felt dizzy and staggered, falling from the platform. Fortunately, Hou Tu had quick eyes and quick hands and hugged her.

This must be an opportunity!

Nuwa's eyes were piercing. If the East Prince in front of her was really Senior Hongyun, then this altar must be a rare opportunity.

In Nuwa's mind, Senior Hongyun seemed to know everything and knew everything.

Taking a gentle step, Nuwa suddenly felt hammers coming from around her, hitting her soul.

Nuwa staggered for a while and almost followed in Xuan Ming's footsteps.

"too horrible!"

As soon as she came up, she was hit by such a bombardment that she almost couldn't hold on, but Zhou Yi had been standing there for nearly an hour.

Nuwa gritted her teeth and resisted the dizziness coming from her head. She stood on it and did not come down.

The next moment, Nuwa felt the growth of soul power!

Nuwa's eyes flashed with light, this was actually a rare and excellent place to practice spiritual power and enhance the strength of the soul.

"Brother, come up!"

Nuwa used all her strength to tell Fuxi.

Fuxi was startled, then took a step forward, then his face turned pale, he staggered, and almost fell off the platform.

A shadow suddenly appeared, and then appeared on the fourth platform.

Seeing this, Hou Tu also occupied a platform.

Those watching from a distance have all guessed that this is definitely a good place.

But they were intimidated by the power of Zhou Yi and others and did not dare to come.

Soon, Hou Tu couldn't bear it anymore and walked down from the platform with difficulty. Zhu Rong and others who rushed over quickly helped Hou Tu down.

Ju Mang stepped forward without believing in evil, but ended up following Xuan Ming's footsteps, even worse than Xuan Ming, and passed out directly.

"You are too weak, don't go up and try easily."

Hou Tu said with difficulty.

The ancestral witches were helpless when they heard this.

Zhu Rong looked at Zhou Yi with piercing eyes, "Houtu, is that really Taoist Fellow Hongyun?"

The other ancestral witches also stared at Zhou Yi closely, as if they wanted to see any flaws.

"Don't look at it. Didn't Taoist Hongjun say that? His name is Dong Wanggong. Could it be that Taoist Hongjun has mistakenly admitted the wrong person?"

Hou Tu glanced at Zhou Yi, and she knew that a strong man like Zhou Yi would not hide his name and live under another name for no reason.

Zhou Yi must have his reasons for doing this, so he said.

When Zhu Rong and other powerful men from the Wu clan heard this, they didn't have the slightest doubt.

"Let's go! Daozu will give a sermon in Zixiao Palace in ten days. Let's go and listen!"

This time, Zhu Rong and others immediately showed their disinterest.

Seeing this, Hou Tu shook his head sadly.

The feeling of having these big bosses of the witch clan sit down and listen to the lecture was more uncomfortable for the ancestor witches than killing them.

"This time, I must go!"

Hou Tu kept a straight face, these ancestral witches would not listen if she didn't do this.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Zhu Rong and others immediately showed expressions of extreme helplessness on their faces.

Seeing the appearance of Zhu Rong and others, Hou Tu said nothing, but he was extremely anxious in his heart. After every sermon given by Daozu, the strength of the demon clan would be improved to a higher level.

As for the Witch Clan, it was only when Ancestor Hongyun went there that he helped the Witch Clan improve. Since then, the strength of the ancestor witches has stagnated.

Hou Tu was worried that if things continued like this, the Wu tribe would be eliminated by history like other small races.

The three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn must be powerful, but what about now? Have they withdrawn from their status as overlords?

Just when the Wu clan exited the secret realm, Zhou Yi opened his eyes. He had already understood the way of fire and the way of wood. He opened his eyes and looked at the way of water, only to see Di Jun sitting on it.

At this moment, Di Jun could hardly hold on anymore.

Zhou Yi smiled slightly.

"Bitch, why are you laughing?"

At this moment, a scolding sound came.

Zhou Yi was speechless. How come Jiu Ying, a bastard, always remembers to eat but not to fight?

"Snapped!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand and Jiuying immediately flew out.

"Little fat man, I won't kill you to save the face of Nuwa, but if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will send you on your way next time."

"puff!"

Di Jun spurted out a mouthful of blood and rolled down the platform.
Chapter completed!