Within a few days, Zhao Feng came to a black forest.
The trees here are called Black Ningmu, and their branches are like steel spikes, which is extremely ferocious.
Under the ground of this forest, there is an entire vein of low-grade divine crystal.
“Just right here”
Zhao Feng came to the center of the forest and sat down cross-legged.
Swish
In the Divine Eye Space, some ancient treasures that were successfully copied were taken out by Zhao Feng.
Later, Zhao Feng inhaled another batch of ancient treasures and copied them.
A few days later, another ancient race came to Zhao Feng, dropped a storage space, and left directly.
At the same time, the copying of the last batch of precious materials in the Divine Eye Space was also completed.
"Now, I am 90% sure that I can reach the fifth level true god."
Zhao Feng has a well-thought-out approach.
"The first step to attack the true god is to build the altar."
Zhao Feng's consciousness completely sank into the swirl of divine power within his body.
A huge five-color disc, filled with white crystal thunder and lightning, was slowly rotating inside his body.
The divine light vortex of ordinary people is just a vortex, but Zhao Feng's divine light vortex is a five-color disc.
From this we can see how tenacious and solidified Zhao Feng's divine power is, and the five elements of thunder and calamity divine power bred in it are also extremely powerful.
buzzing
From the center of the divine light swirl, traces of five-color thunder brilliance were drawn out.
Soon, a huge rectangular structure was outlined by Zhao Feng.
There are nine levels of True God, and each level has a sacred platform.
As the lowest level of the altar, it must be strong and hard enough, otherwise it will not be able to carry the subsequent altars, and it will be destined to fail to reach the level of the ninth-level ancient god in its lifetime.
The shaping of the altar requires the extraction of the energy of the divine power, as well as all aspects of its own strength and potential.
buzzing
In the swirling light of divine power, streams of strange five-color thunder brilliance surged out, slowly filling the first altar in a special structural method.
"The first shrine, don't be careless"
Zhao Feng concentrated on shaping the altar.
The first shrine is very important. He also integrated some of the life force and blood power in his body into this shrine.
At the same time, the same precious cultivation materials floated out of the storage space in front of Zhao Feng.
Most of these precious materials are Five Elements cultivation treasures, and some are beneficial to shaping the altar.
Huhu
The energy in these precious materials disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye and quickly integrated into the altar.
Zhao Feng spent a full month on the first altar.
During this period, he continued to use his spiritual eyes to cooperate with the shaping of the altar, and carefully examined every inch to minimize the flaws of the altar.
"The "Five Elements Wind and Thunder Technique" and "Jin Kun Holy Thunder Body" are complete, and the strength has grown far beyond my imagination. I may have a 10% hope of reaching the sixth level of true god."
Zhao Feng guessed based on the shaping of the first altar.
This thought made him breathe a little faster.
Directly attaining the sixth level of divine status, he had never heard of such an existence.
But now, Zhao Feng seems to have a glimmer of hope
From the outside world, every few days, someone would come to Zhao Feng's door and drop a letter of challenge.
"He's been in there for two months."
"I think he doesn't dare to come out anymore. He plans to stay inside and avoid all this."
When several foreigners saw that Zhao Feng had not shown up in the past two months, they couldn't help but become bold and began to talk and ridicule at will.
"If he doesn't come out, he will be expelled from the Spiritual Clan in ten months."
A disciple of the inner clan who happened to be passing by said coldly.
Children of foreign tribes must complete a task within the tribe every month.
However, some children of foreign races will be unable to complete the task due to seclusion for cultivation or special matters. The clan also considered this and postponed the task for up to one year.
If Zhao Feng makes no contribution to the clan within one year, he will be directly expelled from the Spirit Clan.
In fact, most foreign disciples also spend several years in seclusion, but they will complete the task in advance.
But Zhao Feng didn't know this.
Suddenly, around Zhao Feng's palace, the vitality of heaven and earth began to throb inexplicably.
With his palace as the center, a huge but weak vortex was formed, sucking in every trace of the vitality of heaven and earth into it.
At the same time, a square shadow seemed to be outlined above this huge whirlpool.
"This is to shape the altar and attack the throne..."
The disciple of the inner clan raised his nose slightly and said in surprise.
"Is he attacking the throne?"
This news spread quickly in the surrounding area, causing a large group of foreigners to gather.
"It seems that Zhao Feng was forced to panic, so he started to attack the divine throne."
"Hehe, he can defeat Wei Ze and reach the fourth level true god at most, but he still can't deal with these challenges."
Many foreigners talked about it.
"No, why is the vision that impacts the god's throne so weak..."
The inner clan member quickly left here.
Next to the crystal lake, Zhang Yutong showed a playful smile after receiving a message.
"What's wrong, Brother Zhang?"
The young man named Lu from Shenmuhai immediately asked.
"Zhao Feng is now attacking the heavenly level."
Zhang Yutong showed an evil smile.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked at first, and then burst into laughter.
"Does he think that after attaining the status of god, he will be our opponent?"
"I think he was desperate and had no other choice, so he chose to attack the divine throne to increase his strength."
Many of the core disciples sneered and sneered, feeling a little proud in their hearts.
"Let's go. Since Zhao Feng has chosen to attack the divine throne, he will accept our challenge after proving his success."
Zhang Yutong suddenly stood up.
"Brother Zhang, you are worrying too much. I think he is just using the treasured land of the Spirit Clan to attack the divine throne. After he succeeds, he will take the initiative to leave the Spirit Clan."
Another core disciple echoed.
Afterwards, all the core disciples gathered here dispersed.
Foreign territory.
Around Zhao Feng's palace, more and more people gathered.
"Zhao Feng was forced to panic, but even if he attacks the divine throne, he can't get out of the predicament."
The two brothers Zhao Lanyi looked ahead with cold eyes.
"Get out of the way, many core disciples are coming."
From behind, a voice sounded.
The foreign and internal disciples who gathered near Zhao Feng's palace immediately dispersed.
Then, the core disciples who came together came to the front of the palace.
"It turns out that he is attacking the divine throne in another dimension."
Zhang Yutong raised his eyebrows and said casually.
The vision of heaven and earth that impacted the god's throne was very huge, and outside Zhao Feng's palace, there was only a vague vortex of vitality, and the shadow of the god's platform was even weaker.
This proves that Zhao Feng is hiding in another dimension and attacking the divine throne.
However, this is also normal. It would be too stupid for Zhao Feng to attack the god position directly in his residence. If his enemies are desperate to obstruct and plot against him, his promotion will definitely fail and his achievements will fall short.
Not far away, Pan Hao also came here.
"What is he trying to do? Even if he succeeds in attacking the throne, he is no match for those challengers."
Pan Hao felt a little anxious inside.
buzzing
Around the palace, the coverage area of the vortex of vitality doubled, and the shadow of the second shrine gradually formed.
"Second level god status"
Zhang Yutong said softly.
"Yufei, Yufei, Zhao Feng is attacking the divine throne."
Kong Die flew to Zhao Yufei's residence and shouted.
"Brother Feng is attacking the divine throne?"
In the Amethyst Palace, Zhao Yufei looked stunned for a moment, then became a little angry.
In her opinion, Zhao Feng must have been forced by the Spiritual Clan to attack the divine throne at this time.
"What does this kid want to do?"
Near Zhao Yufei's palace, Ancient God Fu Ling murmured.
His first feeling: Zhao Feng's attack on the divine throne was to improve his strength, so he refused to compromise and chose to resist.
But even if Zhao Feng reaches the fourth-level god position, he is still no match for those challengers.
"Is this kid sure of reaching the fifth level?"
A bold idea emerged in Ancient God Fu Ling's mind.
He was also present at the last battle between Zhao Feng and Wei Ze.
He always felt that Zhao Feng seemed to be hiding a lot and was not exerting his full strength.
"Master"
At this time, Zhao Yufei came to the entrance of the palace.
She knew that her master was always nearby just to prevent her from meeting Zhao Feng.
"Go ahead"
Ancient God Fu Ling said calmly.
call out
Zhao Yufei turned into a stream of purple light and disappeared into the sky.
At the same time, the figure of Ancient God Fu Ling suddenly escaped into the void.
In Zhao Feng's palace, the huge vortex of vitality became wider and wider, gradually solidified, and turned into a five-color vortex.
The shadows of the two shrines on it gradually gained a hint of color.
A purple light flashed and Zhao Yufei came nearby.
"Q"
Zhao Yufei looked a little worried.
soon
The color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled, and several otherworldly figures appeared in the depths of the sky.
"If this kid chooses to challenge the throne, does that mean he refuses to compromise?"
An ancient god in black robes, his tone was a little cold.
This person is the ancient god of the Spirit Tribe who came to negotiate with Zhao Feng some time ago.
"No matter what, after he successfully breaks through, things will come to an end."
Ancient God Fu Ling said calmly.
"However, the space this child entered is somewhat extraordinary. It actually fits so well with the structure of the world of the Wild God Realm."
Another ancient god exclaimed.
buzz boom
Around Zhao Feng's palace, the scope of the five-color vitality vortex doubled again.
At the same time, the shadow of the third altar slowly emerged
"It's already the third level"
"Contains powerful power of the five elements, such a solid altar."
Ancient God Fu Ling's eyes flashed.
Based on his experience, he could tell the situation of Zhao Feng's altar just by looking at the shadows of these three altars.
In the ancient dream, the divine power vortex in Zhao Feng's body had shrunk by twice as much.
And the light of divine power swirled up, stacked on top of three altars. The crystals of the altars were translucent, with various colors of light flowing inside, and deep and mysterious textures flowing outside, as if containing the avenue of heaven and earth.
"Continue to the fourth seat"
Above the three altars in Zhao Feng's body, a ball of five-color thunderous brilliance suddenly burst out, trying to outline the outline of the fourth altar.
But at this moment, his movements paused slightly.
Zhao Feng's attention shifted slightly.
"This is?"
His expression suddenly changed.
Because he discovered that the color of several hair strands in his long pale golden hair that was dancing in the wind had changed.