Rewriting the Gods

Wa Palace!
Jiang Haofeng looked at the Qiankun Ding in front of him with surprise, feeling the innate origin that had already been perfected in it. Jiang Haofeng's face suddenly showed surprise, it was finally done!

His three bodies and three corpses are enough to tie with a semi-saint. If he had three bodies and nine corpses, he might have a chance to compete with a saint.

How the next Conferred God Tribulation will unfold depends on today.

If one could possess the power to truly contend with a saint, even if one could only initially contend with a few dozen or a hundred moves, the human race would have the strength and foundation to truly withstand disasters.

By then, the plan that I had planned for many kalpas could be slowly implemented.

But if one's luck is bad, even if three bodies and nine corpses gather together, they are still no match for the saint, and that would be troublesome.

Whether it is the ancient times or any other world, in the final analysis, it all comes down to strength.

Conferred Gods is a big game, a game that will drag all the players down if they don’t handle it well.

If you want to benefit from this game and get the results you want, you must become a chess player. If you cannot qualify as a chess player, it will be extremely difficult to rewrite the fate of the human race!
What to do next depends on how much power you can gain.

After preparing for a whole kalpa, when it came to the final revealing scene, even Jiang Haofeng couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

You must, you must have fighting power comparable to that of a saint!

"open!"

As Nuwa raised her hand, the surrounding Taoist rhyme of creation instantly dissipated, and the Qiankun Cauldron glowed with light. Six streams of light broke through the air, rising and falling in the void, and a mighty pressure swept out.

Three beads, a tower, a sword, a mirror, six magic weapons are suspended in the void.

Compared to when Jiang Haofeng had just taken them out, these six treasures now exuded a rich innate immortal spiritual light. Although their power had not increased much, these six treasures had been transformed from acquired things into innate treasures.

A hint of surprise flashed across Jiang Haofeng's eyes, and the tension in his eyes also dissipated a lot. He didn't expect that after the goddess Nuwa had performed a ritual to refine them, not only could these acquired treasures be transformed into corresponding innate spiritual treasures, but even their power was slightly improved.

Although the improvement is not that big, these six treasures are still in the category of top-grade innate spiritual treasures, but any improvement is better than no improvement, and it can be considered an unexpected surprise.

Nuwa waved her hand, and six magic weapons in the void fell in front of Jiang Haofeng, saying:
"The six magic weapons are ready. They will become innate spiritual treasures in the future. The methods used to refine them are a bit crude, so I used the Qiankun Cauldron to refine them again. Although they cannot be upgraded to top-grade innate spiritual treasures, their power has been increased by 10%."

"Your six magic weapons are considered top-notch among the top-grade innate spiritual treasures."

"Thank you, ma'am!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Haofeng immediately bowed and thanked him.

He was even happier. The power of the magic weapon increased by 10%. It didn't sound like much, but these six treasures were six acquired treasures that he had refined with the strength of the entire human race.

In the ancient world, each piece is a masterpiece among masterpieces. The 10% increase in power is comparable to the full force of an ordinary lower-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Moreover, these six magic weapons are used to support the Three Corpses. The stronger the origin of the magic weapons, the stronger the Three Corpses that will be eliminated in the future will also be.

The six magic weapons were all improved by 10%, which adds up to 60%. This is equivalent to the extra mana of half a late quasi-saint. How could Jiang Haofeng not be surprised?

Nuwa raised her hand slightly, and an invisible force surged, helping Jiang Haofeng up. However, compared to the past, this time, facing this force, Jiang Haofeng had some resistance.

Jiang Haofeng could feel that if he combined his future body and the three corpses of his present body, he would be able to contend with this force.

The past body does not even need to gather together and is still traveling back and forth in the three realms.

Of course, this does not mean that he can compete with the saint. After all, it is just a magical power casually released by the saint. Nuwa is just trying to help him up, not attacking him, so she doesn't need to use much strength.

"No need to be polite. You are my creation, and I will take good care of you."

After a pause, Nuwa smiled and spoke again: "Besides, I have to thank you for the incident at Nuwa Temple. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have fallen into Zhunti's trap and become a knife in his hand for nothing."

"You are too polite, Madam. Zhunti is plotting against our human race. I am alone and powerless and cannot resist. I can only ask Madam to help and stand up for our human race!"

Jiang Haofeng spoke again after hearing this.

Nuwa smiled and raised her hand to signal, "Try it."

"I would also like to see the special method of enlightenment you created."

“I can be said to have witnessed history.”

At this point, Nuwa's smile widened, and she said with some emotion: "When Master founded the Immortal Path, I was a witness. Later, when Zhen Yuanzi founded the Earthly Immortal Path based on the Heavenly Immortal Path, I was also a witness."

"Today I am able to witness your special method of enlightenment again. It is truly wonderful."

"It is an honor for the younger generation to have the Queen as the guardian."

As he spoke, a streak of light streaked across the void and came to Jiang Haofeng's side. It was his past body that was cut out from the ancient times.

With the arrival of his past body, Jiang Haofeng's mind moved, and his future body, which was much stronger than his present body at the peak of quasi-saint level, also appeared.

Looking at her future incarnation who was three times stronger than an ordinary quasi-saint and had signs of leaving the quasi-saint realm, but was still far from a half-saint, Nuwa's eyes flashed with surprise again.

Even with the vision of a saint like Nuwa, she could not see why the future incarnation before her could be one calamity stronger than an ordinary quasi-saint. The future incarnation before her had magic power equivalent to that of a normal quasi-saint at the peak of his level, his physical body was similar to that of an ordinary quasi-saint at the peak of his level, and his soul was also at the normal peak quasi-saint level. However, the aura of this future incarnation was much stronger than that of a quasi-saint at the peak of his level.

The only difference from a normal quasi-saint peak cultivator is that this body contains a rich rhythm of time and space, symbolizing an unpredictable future.

It is precisely because of this rhythm of time and space that this future body possesses extraordinary strength that is stronger than the peak of quasi-saint.

Nuwa thought to herself that this was indeed the rhyme of time and space, which was as mysterious as the rhyme of creation, and it had its own mystery.

Looking at the six magic weapons suspended in the void, Jiang Haofeng did not hesitate at all. According to the previous conception, the past body and the future body each released their magic power to respond to the six magic weapons in front of them. The Hunyuan Tower, Hunyuan Mirror, and Hunyuan Sword flew to the past body. The past body put his hands together to form a sword finger and used the method of beheading the three corpses.

"cut!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three illusory figures emerged from his past body and killed the three corpses with one thought!

Jiang Haofeng had already beheaded the Three Corpses twice, so beheading them again this time was a natural thing.

The three corpses of good and evil self merged into the three treasures of Hunyuan in the void and transformed into three Taoists. To be precise, they were the Taoist of Wanxiang, the Taoist of Wanfa, and the Taoist of Taixuan.

That’s right, the three corpses beheaded by my past incarnation are exactly the same as the three corpses beheaded by my present corpse, and they are still the familiar three.

It is as if the three corpses are also the past of the three corpses of the present body.

Three magical powers of the late quasi-saint stage rose up, and the level of magical power was almost at the peak of the late quasi-saint stage, only one step away from the peak of the quasi-saint stage.

Moreover, the treasures carried by the three corpses have the same origin, and the magic power of the three corpses that are beheaded is also the same origin. The three corpses stand together, and the magic power on their bodies attracts and merges with each other. The three people are like one person, and the vast magic power sweeps the void. The three people work together, and the power they exude is not weaker than that of the Hunyuan Jinxian at the peak of the quasi-saint, and is even stronger.

On the other side, the future body also waved his hand to chop off the corpses. After the three beads, the Sun Pearl, the Moon Pearl, and the Star Pearl, carried the three corpses of the future body's good and evil self, three magical powers of the late quasi-saints rose up.

However, unlike the previous three treasures of Hunyuan, although the three elements of sun, moon and stars are a set, their origins are indeed not the same.

Three completely different magical powers rose up, complementing each other in the void, vaguely forming a mysterious formation. In a trance, it seemed as if a vast starry sky was seen!
The sun is high in the sky, the moon is shining brightly, and the sky is full of sparkling stars.

The formation formed by the sun, moon and stars is even stronger than the pressure produced by the fusion of the magic power of the three corpses in the past body!
Looking at the three bodies and six corpses at the scene, a hint of anticipation flashed in Jiang Haofeng's eyes. He took a deep breath, waved his hand, and three streams of light flashed by. The current bodies of the three corpses entrusted by the innate treasure, the Book of All Things, also appeared.

At once, twelve figures appeared before Nuwa’s eyes, six at the peak of Quasi-Saints, six at the peak of late Quasi-Saints, and only half a step away from the peak of Quasi-Saints.

Any one of the twelve people present would be a top-notch powerful person in the prehistoric world if he were taken out alone. Immortals from the three realms would treat him as a guest of honor when they meet him.

Nuwa looked at the scene in front of her, and a strange look flashed in her eyes. Even though she had expected it, she still couldn't help but be shocked when she saw it.

A normal quasi-saint at the peak level, even if he has a profound foundation and can gather three top-grade innate spiritual treasures, can at best have four beings of the same level.

But at the moment, there are indeed twelve of them, two more peak quasi-saints than the normal peak quasi-saints, and six in the late quasi-saint stage.

This can only be achieved by a Hunyuan Golden Immortal with profound foundation. Indeed, no one who can cultivate to the peak level of Quasi-Saint is a weakling. Their background, luck, and comprehension are all top-notch.

But top-grade innate spiritual treasures are not cheap. Since the creation of the ancient world, there have been only a few dozen of them. Each one has a name and nature. It is a great opportunity and fortune for an ordinary immortal to get one, let alone three.

There are only a handful of quasi-saints who can collect three top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and there are only two or three of them.

In this way, the background of the person in front of him can be better demonstrated. There are a total of five corpses and incarnations at the peak of quasi-saint. This means that the person in front of him has at least five top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

It's difficult to come up with this amount by myself.

But the innate human being in front of him, who was created by himself, did it. Logically speaking, this shouldn't have happened. When he was born, he had missed the time when the primeval world was nurturing innate spiritual treasures, and he also missed the time when Taoist Ancestor divided the treasures at the cliff.

It is already a heaven-defying opportunity to get one, but this boy actually got five.

For a moment, Nuwa's gaze towards Jiang Haofeng changed again. This junior was becoming more and more difficult to understand.

At this time, Jiang Haofeng no longer had the energy to pay attention to Nuwa, nor was there any need to pay attention to her. His methods would certainly not be hidden from the saint. Ever since he chose to come to Wahuangtian to ask Nuwa to refine treasures, he had never tried to hide anything from Nuwa.

"combine!"

Jiang Haofeng muttered silently in his heart, and with a thought, the two bodies and nine corpses around him turned into streams of light and directly sank into the body of the original body.

As the eleven "incarnations" relying on spiritual treasures returned to their positions, terrifying magic power poured into Jiang Haofeng's body. Jiang Haofeng's magic power began to surge layer by layer. The twelve magic powers merged into one, forming a magic power that was more condensed and more powerful than ordinary magic power.

A terrifying aura rose up, and as the aura exploded, Nuwahuangtian, standing in the chaos, began to shake constantly, as if it could not bear such terrifying magic power.

The surprise in Nuwa's eyes became even greater. She raised her hand and the saint's power swept out, stabilizing the shaking Nuwa Heaven, and Nuwa Heaven became stable again.

However, the entire Nuwa Heaven did stabilize, but within a hundred meters around Jiang Haofeng, the void was still shaking. Even Nuwa's saintly magic power was still unable to completely suppress the space here!

Nuwa changed color for the first time. Looking at the void that was shaking endlessly before her eyes, as if it could not bear such terrifying magic power, Nuwa's eyes shrank instantly, and she said secretly in her heart:

The power of a saint!

Unexpectedly, Haofeng really could use the magic power of a saint.

Although it is only the magic power at the saint level and does not have the corresponding saintly rhyme, the saintly magic power alone is enough to shock people.

This is something I have never done.

If I didn't have the Hongmeng Purple Qi, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to achieve this!
I am not as good as Fellow Daoist Haofeng!
Nuwa sighed in her heart, unknowingly, Nuwa had already regarded Haofeng as her fellow Taoist.

Jiang Haofeng slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of intoxication flashed in his eyes. What a powerful force.

Previously, when the three bodies and three corpses merged, their magic power was 30% stronger than that of an ordinary semi-saint. Now, they have merged with six incarnations of late quasi-saints again, and their magic power has directly increased by 80% on the original basis.

The magic power in Jiang Haofeng's body now is enough to crush a half-saint!
Jiang Haofeng now feels that he is stronger than ever before. The originally powerful prehistoric world has become fragile in front of him, as if it can be easily shattered.

A thought emerged in Jiang Haofeng's mind. Although he did not have the Taoist charm of a saint now, and did not have the saint's majestic Taoist charm that transcended all things, the magic power in his body was not much weaker than that of a saint.

Even enough to catch up with the saints!
At this moment, although the Nuwa goddess in front of him was still extremely mysterious and the Taoist rhyme on her body was obscure and difficult to understand, Jiang Haofeng could feel that he had the power to threaten the Nuwa goddess in front of him.

The magic power in my body is enough to shake the saint! (End of this chapter)