Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-One: Gathering of Experts
Such a scene is very shocking.
The entire middle of the river seems to be divided. Directly separated from the central area, an ancient palace occupies a vast territory, and the land rises from the bottom of the river.
It seems like something ancient is reviving from it.
Seeing such a scene, Chu Feng couldn't help but become moved.
He sensed that an ancient and vast aura was exuding from it, as if it had gone through the years. At the same time, the most bizarre thing was that the sword box Chu Feng carried on his back was also humming, as if it was producing different reactions.
"In the middle of the ancient river, something ancient was born. The sword box roared and shook uncontrollably. What could it be?"
Chu Feng whispered.
His eyes were deep and he was trying hard to perceive.
but.
At this moment, he was too weak. His realm was locked, his physical body could not be fully used, and his spiritual thoughts were still sleeping, unable to be emitted to perceive the world.
The breath there is rolling, visible to the naked eye.
It was a pillar of light that soared into the sky, and the river was rolling. Even from thousands of miles away, you could see that huge changes had taken place here, and layers of air waves and ancient breath were spreading.
Even without using his own perception, Chu Feng could guess it.
From all directions, there must be countless experts casting their gazes towards this place.
Such changes are astonishing.
The entire ancient river was rolling continuously, the water separated, and the line between sea and sky seemed to be cut into pieces. When an ancient land appeared there, the essence of the palace could be vaguely seen.
It was very huge, standing on it, and it seemed that it was not just a building. On top of it, the ancient light turned into an endless forest, and then, on the river, mist began to surge.
In an instant, Chu Feng's eyes could no longer see the deepest scene.
Everything is gray.
It was blocked and unable to peek into the truth. I could only roughly see that the breath and light had not stopped.
"what exactly is it!"
"Is it related to the sword box?"
"In the center of the Canglang Ancient River, the supreme secret of ancient times is actually buried!"
Chu Feng said to himself, he was extremely shocked in his heart, but unfortunately, his strength is not enough. Now, his physical body is consolidating and healing with difficulty, but the shackles of the realm are still not broken. He is at most equivalent to the fifth level of Qi Transformation.
Strength, and can only use pure physical strength.
"The birth of such a palace will inevitably attract countless geniuses to participate. With my current strength, if I enter, I will die!"
He sighed softly and gave up the idea of exploring there.
This place is the center of the Canglang Ancient River. The Canglang King City does not have enough information and may not be able to clearly perceive it. However, there are countless masters in the imperial city. Such a huge movement will inevitably trigger countless strong people to enter.
This is definitely a relic from ancient times.
Contains the supreme secret.
It is even very likely that it will be the supreme inheritance from ancient times.
Chu Feng took a deep breath.
He no longer paid attention and was very calm.
With his cultivation level, he is not qualified to take risks.
"Practice!"
"Unless I break through my own shackles, I am not qualified to peep into the truth!"
Chu Feng's mind was as before, not disturbed by this incident. He was cultivating and recovering. With the comprehension of the God's treasure technique, he could gradually activate the power of the God and burst out a faint divine light. Such power was very powerful.
Extraordinary, as it continues to wear away, one's own spiritual thoughts are recovering, and at the same time, the divine light that binds oneself is also slowly dissipating.
With the help of the gods' magic and the sword energy gradually flowing out of him, he continued to attack, and his own strength was slowly coming back.
Several days passed.
Chu Feng opened and closed his eyes, and the light inside them flickered.
In his eyes, a sword light intertwined, and he subconsciously burst out with a sharp edge.
"Finally broke through most of the shackles!"
"Now my state has almost returned to about the third or fourth level of Qi transformation. With the addition of the physical body, it is equivalent to the strength of about the sixth level of Qi transformation!"
"At least being above the river is enough to protect myself, but this is not enough. It is best to break through my own shackles, return with cultivation, condense the sword lotus again, and then leave this place. In this way, under the Demon Sword Sutra, when I walk out
By the time I get to Furukawa, my physical body should be able to recover!"
Chu Feng whispered, sensing himself, and nodded with satisfaction.
His condition improved and he finally had the power to protect himself.
However.
At this time, from a distance, dozens of figures flashed past from around the river. Their auras were very deep and powerful, bursting out with tyrannical auras.
"Masters of the eighth or ninth level of Qi transformation! There are even strong men from the cave!"
Chu Feng raised his eyes, his mind was shaken, and he sensed the crisis.
They were a group of masters, running along the ancient river at extremely fast speeds. Moreover, following them, several ancient ships could be seen breaking through the fog and moving slowly, probably towards the central area of the ancient river.
"It seems that the movements here have been known to the forces in the imperial city. Next, there will be a large number of powerful people traveling across the ancient river!"