I, the Chaotic Being, began my path to enlightenment in a brothel!

After bidding farewell to Shen Danqing, Lin Feng devoted himself entirely to the search for the ancient god's essence blood.

The second strand of ancient god's essence blood he had already obtained was the essence blood of the Void Ancient God, who governed the laws of space in the world.

The third strand he sought was the essence blood of the Ziwei Ancient God, which corresponded to the Great Dao of Stars.

This precious essence of blood is hidden within the perilous Thousand Blade Valley.

Legend has it that Thousand Blade Valley was an ancient battlefield where alien races from outer space fought a decisive battle against humans.

The ancient battle plunged the heavens and earth into darkness, causing the sun and moon to sink, and leaving an eternal wound on this land.

If it weren't for Hu tide's secret technique, Lin Feng would never have been able to find the hidden entrance to this desolate mountain.

The moment his fingertips touched the bowl-sized opening, a powerful suction force suddenly surged forth, instantly pulling him inside.

When he opened his eyes again, all he saw was an endless expanse of dazzling stars.

Lin Feng stepped into this star field, his body as light as a feather, without the slightest feeling of sinking, as if he were a lone boat floating on the sea of ​​stars, drifting with the waves.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he arrived in front of the first star. This star was as big as a bushel, with a vast aura and containing endless mysteries.

Lin Feng carefully circled around to investigate, and came to the second star. He examined it closely, but did not notice anything unusual.

Looking at the countless stars in the sky, like grains of sand in the Ganges, Lin Feng felt bewildered, unable to pinpoint the trace of the Ziwei Ancient God's essence blood.

"Fox Tide, how do we find the essence blood of the Purple Star Ancient God?" Lin Feng asked.

"Master, come with me!"

In an instant, Hu tide transformed into a nimble blood fox, leaping lightly on all fours, her body agile, freely traversing among countless stars.

With each step it takes, ripples of dazzling starlight spread out beneath its feet.

When the ripples touch the stars along the way, they shatter layer by layer and eventually dissipate into the void of the starry sea.

Fox tide turned to look at Lin Feng and whispered, "Master, whenever a star absorbs and dissolves the ripples, that star contains the essence blood of an ancient god."

Lin Feng nodded and smiled: "Continue leading the way."

A human and a fox walk side by side, traversing the boundless sea of ​​stars, their feet paving a dazzling starlight avenue.

After traversing countless years, Hu tide suddenly stopped, her gaze fixed on a star in front of her.

Lin Feng looked in that direction and saw a solitary figure standing quietly atop the star.

This person was dressed in a solemn purple robe, and his full head of silver hair floated and shone like the Milky Way.

His eyes and brows exuded supreme divine power, yet deep within them lay a trace of weariness from having experienced countless vicissitudes.

Lin Feng was suddenly startled, surprised that there were living people in this place.

In an instant, a thought struck him, and he secretly speculated that this should be the phantom left behind by the ancient god Ziwei.

"Little fellow, how many stars have you lit up along the way?" the purple-robed man asked, his voice resounding through the starry sea.

After a moment's thought, Lin Feng answered truthfully, "Three thousand six hundred."

"A mere three thousand six hundred stars, and you think you can take my life essence?"

The man in purple robes stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile playing on his lips, and asked again, "Do you know how many stars are hidden in this universe?"

Lin Feng shook his head slightly, completely unaware.

"A total of nine trillion."

With a flick of his wide sleeves, the purple-robed man unfurled a vast, boundless star map in the void, resembling a dazzling Milky Way stretching across the heavens and earth.

On the vast star map, there are two areas that are completely black and stand out from the crowd.

The man pointed to the star map and said in a deep voice, "This brilliant star field is the place where the human race has a foothold."

"And this adjacent dark star field is the stronghold of a great enemy from beyond the realm."

"A formidable enemy from beyond the realm..." Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression grave.

He had long heard that these extraterrestrial invaders were the culprits behind the fall of the ancient gods.

"If you want to take my essence and blood, you must bear an immense karmic burden."

The man in purple robes stared intently at Lin Feng, his tone calm yet each word carrying immense weight: "This cause and effect is to dedicate my entire life to protecting the human race's territory and this world."

"Can you do it?"

Lin Feng's gaze was intense and his eyes unwavering as he replied in a deep voice, "I can definitely do it!"

"it is good."

A look of relief appeared on the purple-robed man's face. He turned to gaze at the boundless starry sea and murmured softly, "Little one, I will never see such a magnificent galaxy again. From now on, I entrust its protection to you."

As he finished speaking, his figure slowly faded into nothingness, eventually disappearing completely into the sea of ​​stars.

Just as Lin Feng's mind was slightly stirred, a drop of essence blood, as clear and lustrous as a purple agate, slowly drifted down from the starry sky, hovering in front of him, swaying slightly as if hesitant.

Lin Feng raised his hand and said sincerely, "Come with me, and I will ensure that your divine might is no longer buried in the world."

Beside her, the Blood Fox Hu Xi stood tall and proudly echoed, "My master is the most powerful and will never let you down!"

The purple essence blood swayed for a long time, as if making a decision, then suddenly spun in the air and landed steadily in Lin Feng's palm.

In an instant, Lin Feng's eyes blazed with divine light, shining as brightly as a sky full of stars, illuminating the entire void.

The vast and boundless star field then resonated with a long, lingering echo, as if bidding farewell to the old master and welcoming the new ruler.

Lin Feng swiftly departed, continuing to traverse the desolate lands in search of the fourth and fifth drops of ancient god's essence blood.

He measured the world with his own two feet, venturing into dangerous and perilous places, and undergoing countless trials.

In the end, Lin Feng gathered all five strands of ancient god blood essence and completely mastered the five corresponding Great Dao Laws.

At this moment, his cultivation has already broken through to the Saint King realm, making him one of the top experts in the entire continent.

Those assassins lurking in the shadows, whoever dares to provoke them, will all meet a gruesome end.

Having been tempered through countless life-and-death battles, Lin Feng's fighting will far surpasses that of his peers, making him comparable to the top experts of the older generation.

Just then, the world-renowned Dragon Martial Arts Forum commenced as scheduled.

The Dragon Martial Arts Tournament is the most prestigious and prestigious grand event for geniuses across the entire continent.

The most outstanding talents from all the major academies, schools, sects, and families in the world flocked here.

More than 100,000 cultivators participated in this grand event, making it a magnificent and unprecedented spectacle.

Lin Feng, bearing the title of Holy Son of the Divine Wilderness, overcame numerous rigorous tests and successfully advanced to the finals.

His opponent in the finals was the Holy Son of Canglan Academy, who possessed exceptional talent and formidable strength.

This person wields extremely strange laws of the underworld, capable of opening the gates to the underworld and summoning ghost soldiers and spirits to fight in the mortal realm.

Furthermore, rumors have circulated that he possesses the world's most supreme sacred body—the Netherworld Sacred Body—with profound inner strength.

The two top geniuses clashed fiercely for three whole hours, their battle so intense that the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light.

The incredibly sturdy dueling arena finally collapsed under the clash of the two people's laws.

In the final moments of the battle, the Holy Son of Canglan activated his trump card, opened the gates of the underworld, and summoned a powerful ghost general, believing victory was assured.

In the critical moment, Lin Feng suddenly activated his trump card, unleashing the supreme law of time.

Time stopped!

The ferocious ghost general froze in mid-air, like a mosquito trapped in amber, unable to move.

Lin Feng transformed his body into a sword, his figure vanishing in an instant, appearing before the ghost general in the blink of an eye.

A flash of cold light, followed by a crisp cracking sound, and the powerful ghost general was instantly shattered and vanished.

Before the Netherworld Saint of Canglan Academy could recover, a floating longsword was already hovering between his eyebrows.

Left with no other choice, he could only bow his head and admit defeat.

The tens of thousands of cultivators in the audience fell into a deathly silence; you could hear a pin drop.

No one could have predicted that the Divine Wilderness Martial Domain, which had always been at the bottom in strength and was looked down upon, would win the supreme crown of the Dragon Martial Dao Discussion.

From then on, Lin Feng surpassed all others and was revered by cultivators throughout the world as the Dragon Martial Saint, the undisputed number one prodigy of his time.

Just when he was at the height of his fame and renowned throughout the world, he chose to quietly retire, go into seclusion to cultivate his skills and refine his abilities.

After a year of secluded cultivation, Lin Feng's cultivation level broke through again, and he successfully stepped into the Saint Emperor Realm.

On the day he emerged from seclusion, six letters from various factions arrived in quick succession.

The first letter came from the Qingyun Sect and was written by Murong Yan himself, expressing his intention to reconcile with Lin Feng and hold a face-to-face meeting to make peace.

The second letter came from Yunjian Manor, and it was sincere and warmly invited Lin Feng to visit the manor.

The third letter originated from Xiaoyao Garden, seeking only to reconcile with Lin Feng and resolve past grievances.

The remaining three letters were all overtures and invitations from top powers from various parties.