Luo Feng carefully examined the walls on both sides of the corridor before him. There were no specimens, no Life Charts.
“Blank?”
“What does this mean? Could it be that the Life Charts in this section are not in the form of specimens?” Luo Feng, puzzled, continued deeper into the corridor, carefully observing every trace within, searching for any clue.
He found nothing.
There was nothing unusual about the traces Luo Feng noticed.
Suddenly—
Luo Feng’s ears twitched. Faint, ethereal sounds began to arise faintly from all around, subtle yet omnipresent. Gradually, the sounds grew louder. At the same time, tiny specks of light, emitting a faint black glow, began to appear in the surrounding space. Countless points of light started to converge, forming a vague and indistinct figure not far ahead of Luo Feng.
It was a dim, shadowy figure radiating black light. It seemed ordinary, yet Luo Feng instinctively felt a deep reverence for it.
The blurry figure had its back turned to Luo Feng.
“To reach here means you are only one step away from becoming a True God. Remember… the path to godhood requires reaching the ultimate.”
“Only by seeking within oneself!”
“May you ascend the Wuqi Tower…”
The indistinct figure slightly turned its face, glanced at Luo Feng, and then dissipated.
…
Luo Feng stood there, stunned. He hadn’t even seen the figure clearly, yet in its presence, he had involuntarily felt a deep reverence, an endless impulse to fight for it, to give his life for it.
“This… this must only be a virtual consciousness.”
“It must be far more powerful than my predecessor, Dandonghe.”
The previous Dandonghe had long perished.
However, he left behind a virtual consciousness, forming an energy body to select an inheritor before voluntarily disintegrating.
A virtual consciousness… logically speaking, is not a lifeform, but it contains all memories. Memories themselves are a form of power. When one comprehends all memories and all the Chaos Laws, naturally it is extraordinary. Luo Feng estimated that the virtual consciousness just now was likely a projection left behind by the “Celestial Emperor.”
Even just this virtual consciousness made him feel the urge to give his life for it.
If the Celestial Emperor himself were here, how unfathomable would that be?
“It should be… the Celestial Emperor.”
“This Wuqi Tower was built by the Celestial Emperor! Especially this ‘Path to Godhood,’ with its invaluable Life Charts… even our Dandonghe lineage doesn’t possess them, and the general powerful warriors under the Celestial Emperor wouldn’t have access to them either. The one who left this virtual consciousness here is most likely the Celestial Emperor himself.”
At once, Luo Feng felt…
This title task was no ordinary task!
When he accepted the title task, Luo Feng had purely been after the powerful mechanical stream treasure, the “Wuqi Divine,” and wanted to temper himself. However, the Life Charts appearing in the “Path to Godhood” had only filled him with excitement at the time. Now, after calming down, he realized something was off.
Such valuable Life Charts—how could even beings like the Third Ancestor fail to obtain them? How could the Celestial Emperor of the Jin World so easily share them?
Now, at the end, this virtual consciousness appearing further made Luo Feng feel uneasy.
“Moreover, that colossal being in the Cosmic Sea—I suspect it is the fallen Celestial Emperor.”
“The Celestial Emperor has fallen?”
“He built the Wuqi Tower and created the Wuqi Divine before his demise, establishing this title task.”
Countless thoughts flashed through Luo Feng’s mind.
Suddenly—
“Boom!”
A column of light descended from nowhere, enveloping Luo Feng. In a flash, Luo Feng vanished from the corridor.
…
The fifth floor of the Wuqi Tower was a world of endless snow and ice.
Swish!
Luo Feng appeared.
“Hmm?” Luo Feng looked around at the endless snowy landscape. “This should be the fifth floor of the Wuqi Tower.”
A smile involuntarily formed on Luo Feng’s face.
The fourth floor had brought enormous gains. Some of the rewards he had anticipated upon entering the Jin World hadn’t even compared to what he gained on the fourth floor.
Over 4000 years of time, his divine body had suddenly reached the second stage—”60,000 times the life gene level!” Only the final stretch remained before reaching the 90,000 times gene level.
“That virtual consciousness, likely from the Celestial Emperor, said, ‘The path to godhood requires reaching the ultimate. Only by seeking within oneself!'” Luo Feng silently memorized these words.
Besides the gains to his divine body, the final moments on the fourth floor had also made Luo Feng realize…
This title task was no simple test; it concealed great secrets.
“That colossal being, likely the Celestial Emperor… how could he have perished and drifted in the Cosmic Sea? Why did the will of the Original Universe’s essence actively guide us? And where did the completely opposite forces used by Haolei Star Lord before his death come from?” Many doubts churned in Luo Feng’s mind.
…
Outside the Wuqi Tower, in the silver-gray palace.
The four commanders who had been stationed in the Celestial Emperor Valley for countless years were all seated on their thrones, waiting. Since they couldn’t see any of Luo Feng’s actions deep within the Path to Godhood, they could only wait.
“Whoosh!”
The hitherto floating screen suddenly displayed a scene.
“The fifth floor of the Wuqi Tower!” the black mist from the left throne exclaimed in surprise. “He’s entered the fifth floor.”
“He entered the fifth floor before even half an aeon?”
“Regardless, he has begun his sprint through floors five to seven.”
The four commanders—Silver-Armored Female Commander, Burly Male Commander, Exotic Beast Commander, and Black Mist Commander—were all visibly excited and expectant.
“I wonder if this soldier, Luo Feng, can conquer all three floors and reach the eighth.”
“Floors five, six, and seven provide great benefits to powerful warriors, yet they are extremely difficult. Many elite soldiers from our Jin World have the chance to enter the fifth floor, but most are eliminated at the fifth, sixth, or even seventh floor… only one has ever made it to the eighth floor.”
“These three floors are indeed extremely challenging.”
“Luo Feng is indeed very strong; he has a good chance of conquering all three floors.”
The four commanders were filled with anticipation.
The Wuqi Tower concealed great secrets.
As for floors eight and nine, even the four commanders couldn’t see them. Throughout history, countless elite soldiers have tried, with one particularly strong warrior reaching the eighth floor but ultimately failing. The eighth floor was the ultimate barrier. Success meant ascending to the ninth floor!
Upon reaching the summit, one would succeed and receive the title.
…
The fifth floor of the Wuqi Tower was a vast icy world.
Luo Feng looked around.
“Am I the only one here?” Luo Feng pondered. “Where are the other soldiers?”
There had been fifteen soldiers on the fourth floor.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, the blizzard around him surged, enveloping Luo Feng. An ancient voice echoed in Luo Feng’s mind: “Soldier Luo Feng, all other soldiers have been eliminated. From the fifth floor onward, you alone will continue. On this floor, there is a powerful opponent. You must defeat him to proceed to the sixth floor! Failure means leaving the Wuqi Tower.”
Luo Feng nodded inwardly.
Only the first three floors posed a risk of death. Now, there was no longer a risk of death.
“Hmm?” Luo Feng’s pupils constricted as he looked into the distance.
Through the snowstorm in the distance, a figure approached. He wore white robes and walked slowly, yet he kept getting closer.
Luo Feng saw clearly now. The approaching white-robed man had a handsome face, with a red mole on his forehead. He smiled slightly, his ears slightly pointed, and looked at Luo Feng appreciatively: “Soldier Luo Feng, my energy will be the same as yours. Since you are skilled in blade techniques, I will fight you using blade techniques.”
The white-robed man extended his hand, and the surrounding snowflakes wildly gathered, quickly forming an ice blade. At the same time, the white-robed man began to radiate an immense battle intent. He seemed to transform into a battle blade itself… that powerful battle intent kept pressing toward Luo Feng.
“A blade?”
Luo Feng extended his hand, and the Blood Shadow Blade appeared out of nowhere. He locked eyes with his opponent, his battle intent no less intense.
“Good,” the white-robed man grinned. “Take my first strike.”
Whoosh!
The white-robed man’s figure moved like a ghost, his blade shadows ethereal. One after another, countless blade shadows appeared. Almost instantly, billions of blade shadows filled the space before Luo Feng, as if he had entered a world of blade shadows. How could Luo Feng possibly defend against so many?
“An illusion? It cannot deceive me!” Luo Feng roared mentally, and instantly, all illusions vanished.
Yet, one blade shadow had already reached Luo Feng’s face.
“Clang!”
The ice blade clashed with the Blood Shadow Blade. The white-robed man was immediately sent flying backward.
“Second strike!” the white-robed man shouted, rushing forward at an even greater speed, as if gone mad, his momentum surging like a raging fire. His blade’s power was heaven-defying, carrying boundless might as he slashed downward—a strike so powerful it seemed to split the world in two.
“Seal it!”
Luo Feng vibrated the Blood Shadow Blade, instantly sending forth a thin blade of light to meet it. Then, it rapidly thickened. As the two attacks collided, the thin blade transformed into a small world, enveloping the enemy’s blade.
The small world cracked!
The two blades collided!
“Third strike!” the white-robed man roared, his divine body spinning rapidly, instantly transforming into a whirlwind…
…
“Ninth strike!”
…
“Thirty-sixth strike!”
…
“Ninety-ninth strike!”
…
“163rd strike!”
…
The white-robed man was like a madman possessed. Every time his strike was blocked, he immediately launched another blade technique. Each technique was different. Luo Feng, who had started off giving his all, gradually became excited, and now he too was like a demon, engaging in battle after battle.
“It’s actually like this…” Luo Feng realized that this fifth floor was not a trial at all—it was a reward.
No wonder they said that from the fourth floor onward, it was all rewards.
The blade techniques used by this white-robed man were clearly meant to guide Luo Feng. Through their battle, they were teaching him… all of the white-robed man’s blade techniques could be categorized into the ten fundamental laws: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Lightning, Light, Time, and Space.
Though the Chaos Laws are mysterious and unfathomable, the path beyond True Godhood is the pursuit of the ultimate Chaos Laws.
Yet, at the root of everything, are the ten fundamental laws.
Regardless of fused laws or cosmic evolution… the simplest ten laws are the foundation.
Yet even these fundamentals… Luo Feng’s comprehension remained rather superficial. The white-robed man’s blade techniques, solely in terms of the Metal Law, had demonstrated a complete set of sixteen strikes—each with its own unique artistic conception, and each reaching the pinnacle of the sixth stage. How utterly unfathomable was that?
Could such an unimaginable blade technique be created from just one of the basic laws?
Just through combat, Luo Feng’s understanding of the ten fundamental laws was skyrocketing. One exchange of blows was more effective than countless aeons of cultivation. How could Luo Feng not be excited?
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