Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh: accident
Make a god!
Hearing these two words, Chu Feng's heart trembled.
Anything related to God means extremely extraordinary and extremely powerful.
Only those who are extremely powerful can be called gods.
"Not bad!" The dean nodded.
"It's about creating gods."
He looked into the distance, as if passing through an ancient road, trying to see the scene at the end.
"The ancient emperor and I, traveling deep into the ancient road, cannot convey much news!"
"but!"
"From the clues, it is not difficult to see that what is hidden at the end of the ancient road is extremely terrifying!"
"Perhaps there are many powerful orthodoxy and aristocratic families entrenched among them, opening up ancient roads. It may not really be anything but good things."
"This is a kind of preparation, leaving a little capital to compete with the unpredictable future!"
The dean sighed softly, "We need someone who has unparalleled achievements. Even if it may not be big, he will try his best!"
He whispered, looking at Chu Feng with eyes full of expectation.
"Why me?" Chu Feng asked in surprise.
He was not surprised that the ancient emperor and the dean would make such a choice.
The future is unpredictable, and if you go deep into the ancient road, your future is uncertain.
That being the case.
Naturally, more strong people should be cultivated.
Create gods.
It is also an act that has to be done.
"Because your qualifications are good enough!" The dean said without hesitation, "Before you, the best candidate was the third prince!"
"However, since Furukawa, we have also noticed something, so we did not give it directly, but allowed you to fight!"
He pondered and told some news.
The ancient emperor and the dean were also paying attention to the battle between Chu Feng and the third prince.
but.
What they expect is different.
No matter who wins or loses, they don't care.
As long as the last person left has enough talent and is not an alien creature, that will be enough.
Chu Feng smiled bitterly when he saw this.
This is royalty.
Even the ancient emperor and dean could not care about any family affection.
"Chu Feng, don't think too much. Each of us has different things due to our own strength, so naturally we have different considerations!"
"At least you won, right?"
"If you participate in the God-making Project, your future will be limitless. You can chase the ancient geniuses and fight against the heroes!"
"It is even possible to break through the limits and achieve many unparalleled achievements!"
The dean raised his eyes, and a bright light burst out in his eyes.
"Break through the limits and achieve many unparalleled achievements?" Chu Feng's eyes moved.
This seems to be the same as my own Heavenly Demon Sword Sutra.
There was a slight movement in his heart.
Is it possible to say.
Is the practice of the Heavenly Demon Sword Sutra also a form of god-making?
"Are there any lessons learned from the past?" Chu Feng asked curiously. He looked at the dean, thinking deeply.
God-making plan.
Obviously it doesn't just happen during these times.
It should have started since ancient times when the emperor stepped into the realm of martial arts myths, achieved yin and yang, and opened up the ancient road to ascension.
It is impossible for hundreds of years without others to be involved.
"have!"
The dean did not hide anything, and said loudly, spitting out several names, "Zhantianwang, Zhantianwang, are the first batch of people who planned to create gods!"
"It's a pity that they failed, but their achievements were not low either."
"then."
The dean's eyes moved, "The last one is your father!"
"Father?" Chu Feng's expression changed.
"yes!"
"Your father, Chu Tiandao, is also the most successful one."
"He got a drop of flawless blood, successfully refined it into his body, and turned it into his own. He used his body as a seed to breed his own supreme martial arts. But unfortunately, a big change happened!"
"Perhaps it was precisely because of the god-making plan that the Ninth Prince's Palace was destroyed!"
"It is precisely for this reason that the third prince is dormant in the imperial city!"
The dean sighed softly.
The God-Creating Project is the one who is closest to success.
He turned out to be Chu Feng's father.
Chu Tiandao!
Such news shocked Chu Feng.
He originally thought that the Ninth Prince's Palace was destroyed only because King Zhantian and the Third Prince were related to beings from outside the territory.
This is just to weaken the foundation of the Chu Dynasty.
But who would have thought.
Deeper down, it is actually related to a monstrous plan.
Make a god!
Use human power to create the supreme god!
What an astonishing move this is?
Even with Chu Feng's character, he was a little unable to digest it for a while.
and.
Every step in the god-making plan is related to his fathers and ancestors.
King Zhan Tian and his father were all participants.
"Tiandao's qualifications are the most amazing in all ages!" The dean sighed, "His physique is extremely special. If he masters a drop of intact blood, blends it with others, and gives him time, he will definitely surpass his ancestors and even truly become a god!"
He was a little helpless.
Mentioning Chu Tiandao, I shook my head slightly and felt very sorry.
"pity."
"He succeeded in the plan, but he was also severely damaged because of it. He took advantage of the abyss to travel, one step ahead of schedule, and reached the ancient road!"
"Perhaps, with his qualifications, he can compete with the creatures in the upper world on the ancient road!"
The dean whispered, and finally, his fiery gaze fell on Chu Feng.
"Now, Chu Feng, are you willing to participate in it?"
"The third prince is dormant in the imperial city, and what he is doing is this last drop of flawless blood!"