Divine consciousness spread, penetrated the darkness, and enveloped the entire hall.
The Divine Pill and the Law of the Earth have been refined, and it's time for him to leave.
Soon, he discovered a secret door in the corner of the hall.
The giant gray stone door, which is a hundred feet high, is carved with ancient abstract reliefs and is covered with a layer of dust.
Ji Tianxing teleported to the stone gate and observed it carefully.
"It seems that behind this stone door is the passage leading to the fifth floor of the shrine.
It stands to reason that Zixiao Tianzun must know the existence of this secret door.
However, judging from the traces of the secret door, it has not been opened for tens of thousands of years.
Could it be that... Zixiao Tianzun has not been to the fifth floor of the shrine?"
Ji Tianxing's observation was meticulous and he analyzed a lot of things from these trivial clues.
An interested smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he began to use the secret technique of the Divine Eye to carefully observe the giant gray stone door.
The result was just as he expected.
There is a formation seal on the giant gray stone door, and it is a god-level formation.
"Obviously, it's the work of the previous Zixiao Tianzun again.
Zixiao Tianzun only has the strength of the True God Realm, so if he cannot break this Heavenly God Formation, he will naturally not be able to enter the fifth level."
This thought flashed through Ji Tianxing's mind, and he observed the Heavenly God Formation more intently.
Time passes silently, one day, two days, three days...
The sealing formation on this secret door is more mysterious and complex than the formation at the entrance to the Requiem Hall.
It took Ji Tianxing half a month to figure out the structure and context of the formation.
"The foundation and structure of this formation actually evolved from the Thousand Illusionary Star Spirits Formation?
The previous Zixiao Tianzun actually mastered this divine formation, and also superimposed more complex changes on this basis?
Interesting! It seems that Zixiao Tianzun is good at formations and has profound attainments!"
Ji Tianxing murmured to himself, with a smile on his lips.
"It's a pity that he only has the cultivation level of the God Realm. No matter how brilliant his formation attainments are, he still has limitations."
As he spoke, Ji Tianxing held the Divine Art with both hands and fired out stream after stream of colorful divine light, flying into the giant gray stone door.
"Boohoo!"
Countless colorful divine lights, split into hair-thick divine power, penetrated into the veins of the sealing formation, deciphering the formation in every detail.
This sealing divine formation has 120 million variations, which is truly unparalleled in mysteries.
But for Ji Tianxing, these are not problems.
Back then, as the unparalleled god king, he personally arranged and cracked many king-level god formations, all of which had one billion and eighty million variations.
That is almost the ultimate in formations in the world, exhausting the limits of the divine formations.
Three days, five days, ten days passed...
Ji Tianxing continued to cast spells without stopping for a moment.
A full half year has passed.
He had consumed a huge amount of divine power, was quite tired mentally, and his face was a little pale.
Finally, he successfully cracked the sealing formation on the giant gray stone door.
"Whoa!"
The huge gray stone door lit up with a dense purple light, forming a barrier a hundred feet high.
A gap opened in the middle of the barrier, condensing into a portal more than ten feet high.
Ji Tianxing stopped his movements and let out a breath of turbid energy. His figure flashed through the light door and flew into the darkness.
Behind the huge gray stone door was not a dark passage as he thought.
But boundless darkness.
Darkness separates the Requiem Hall from the fifth floor of the shrine.
In short, the fifth floor of the shrine is a special space.
"Whoa!"
The next moment, golden light flashed, and Ji Tianxing penetrated the darkness and entered the fifth floor of the shrine.
After getting his feet on the ground, he released his spiritual consciousness to spread around and explore the surrounding situation.
The fifth floor of the shrine is also an empty, dark, and cold hall.
At first glance, there is no difference from the Requiem Hall on the fourth floor.
There is a gray ground under your feet, surrounded by gray walls, with abstract reliefs carved all over the walls.
Ji Tianxing took a few glances and could roughly tell that the scenes depicted in those reliefs were of the gods eradicating evil spirits and all living beings worshiping the gods.
His eyes looked toward the middle of the hall and landed on an altar that was a hundred feet high.
The altar made of gray rocks has experienced tens of thousands of years of ancient times, leaving behind mottled traces of erosion over time and a layer of dust.
On the top of the altar, there is also a tall statue.
It was a gray-brown stone sculpture three feet high, carving a strong man with a strong body and a strange appearance.
The strong man's body shape was similar to that of a human being, but he had two extremely thick legs and a pair of huge feet as big as millstones.
And his upper body actually had a pair of blade-like wings and four tentacle-like arms.
On the head, which is as long and narrow as a date stone, there are three half-black and half-white eyes.
Although this strong man has a strange shape and appearance, there is no evil aura at all. Instead, he is more mysterious and majestic.
Ji Tianxing looked at the statue for a few times, then murmured in a low voice: "It seems that this is also a requiem hall.
According to previous experience, this statue should be the previous Zixiao Tianzun, a powerful god who fell in ancient times.
It was he who discovered the Zixiao Cave in the star core of Zixiao Star and built the Zixiao Palace.
But I don’t know if he left a trace of his soul in this statue?”
As he spoke, Ji Tianxing released his spiritual consciousness and looked towards the statue.
However, after his consciousness enveloped the statue, he found nothing and only felt the endless coldness and deathly silence.
That statue is just a cold, lifeless divine stone, and even the fluctuations in divine power are very weak.
This result made Ji Tianxing a little disappointed and regretful.
"Sigh... Even a powerful god, even a divine stone with special effects, cannot preserve a ray of remnant soul for tens of thousands of years.
The long and ruthless years are ultimately the greatest enemy of all gods."
Ji Tianxing murmured a few words in a low voice, and his eyes suddenly fell on the hand of the gray stone statue.
The statue stretched out four long and narrow arms, and its long and narrow palm with four fingers actually held a two-meter-long silver stone pillar.
Ji Tianxing observed carefully and found that the stone pillar was in the shape of a pointed spindle and was somewhat broken and missing.
Probably because of too long a period of time, the pointed shuttle turned into a dark silver color, without any luster, and was covered with dust.
"Whoa!"
Ji Tianxing waved his hand to create a breeze, blowing away the dust on the shuttle.
I saw that the seemingly rough and simple dark silver-tipped shuttle was covered with ancient divine patterns and symbols.
"It's actually an artifact?"
Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and suddenly became interested.
He waved his hand and shot out a golden light, wrapped in a dark silver-tipped shuttle, pulled it out from the statue's hand, and pulled it in front of him.
Then, he held the dark silver-tipped shuttle in both hands and observed it intently.
After turning over and over and observing for about a quarter of an hour, he finally figured out the function and grade of this dark silver-tipped shuttle.
"Judging from the divine patterns on this artifact, it turns out to be a top-quality celestial artifact, and it's related to the stars.
The previous Zixiao Tianzun was a powerful deity, and his ability to refine the best deity weapons was already the limit of his abilities.
This should be the most satisfying work of his life. No wonder he still holds it in his arms after his death.