"Shaodi, this is the rebellion in hundreds of borders."

The world in the dust, in the pavilion.

Bingchang and Yan Feng said everything he knew about the rebellion in the Hundred Frontiers.

"You mean... the Lord of Hundred Frontiers, even if they were combined, would never be a match for the Emperor of Desert?"

Yan Feng's eyebrows slightly condensed, looked at Bingchang, and asked with suspicion.

"That's right!"

Bingchang nodded: "Although I was just a subordinate of the God Emperor back then, and my cultivation was only in the third realm, I was fortunate to meet the Emperor once."

Speaking of the word "Emperor"...

This Bingchang naturally has a sense of respect on his face.

"The masters of all borders have seen many subordinates. The power of the emperor is definitely not comparable to those of these lords in the territory!"

Yan Feng looked at Bingchang's expression, and he could feel that Bingchang's reverence and worship of the Emperor Huang was already from the bottom of his heart.

His words will definitely not be false.

Although these words are just his personal intention.

But...if you assume that this breakup is correct.

Yan Feng frowned slightly... If it was right, why did Emperor Huang pretend to be defeated by the Lord of the Hundred Frontiers back then?

Why do we pretend to die in that war?

In this way, was the Emperor of Desert back then dead? Or was it not dead?!

The one who killed him was the Lord of the Hundred Frontiers or the others...?

The more Yan Feng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong!

Emperor Huang, pretend to be dead?

Why did he pretend to be dead?!

Or, did Emperor Huang die on purpose, or was he planning something?

"Shaodi, these are just personal breaks of subordinates. Shaodi can just laugh at it, and there is no need to worry about it."

Bingchang, who was beside him, frowned and said tightly.

“No obstacle.”

Yan Feng spoke lightly.

Two things learned from Bingchang: the Battle of Feng Yue and the Rebellion of Baijiang...

These two things constantly overlapped in Yan Feng's heart.

But in the end... Yan Feng still couldn't guess what the mystery was!

I sighed in my heart, it seems...

The Emperor’s Tomb, I have to go there!

And just then...

boom!

This world suddenly began to shake violently, and even the void began to break and twist.

"Why is this happening?"

Bingchang's expression suddenly changed!

His world in dust is enough to support his immortality for three days and three nights.

But now, just one or two hours later... why are you on the verge of breaking?

Yan Feng looked calm about this: "Summon everyone else here."

He didn't say the reason. According to what Bingchang and himself said before, the outside world...but only half a day passed.

It has been several days since Yan Feng was in this world of the Tower of Heaven.

Time outside here is not the same dimension.

And this magic weapon in Bingchang is related to the power of space...

In this intersecting void dimension, it is normal that the effectiveness will be shortened.

What's more, Bingchang's cultivation is now suppressed in the Immortal Realm. With his Immortal Realm's cultivation, the time it can be maintained is naturally less.

Bingchang nodded, waved his hand, and in an instant, five people appeared in this pavilion.

Yu Jiao, Xiao Tuanzi, Feng Le, Murong Xue, Dao Yue.

When the five people saw Bingchang, Murong Xue, Dao Yue, and Feng Le were all respectfully saluted to Bingchang.

"Thank you for helping me, senior."

After Yu Jiao and Xiao Tuanzi were stunned, they hurriedly bowed to Bingchang.

"Thank you for helping me."

And at this moment, the world of Pavilion was shocked again...

Everyone's faces changed.

The broken world of the Pavilion means that they... will reappear in the Tower of Heaven.

"Young Master, at most, the world in the dust will dissipate."

Bingchang looked at Yan Feng and spoke in a voice.

Now that outsiders appear, Bingchang will naturally not be called "Shaodi".

after all…

Yan Feng’s identity is top secret!

No one knows that except for Dao Qingmu, including Bingchang, and several other Huangdi Guards such as Liu San!

The identity of the young emperor!

If exposed, it will inevitably cause chaos in the holy land!

The other three domes and five gods will do everything to completely kill the young emperor who has not grown up in the cradle!

"Do you have any other way?"

Yan Feng glanced at Bingchang and spoke lightly.

Bingchang suddenly became silent, he was silent... Murong Xue and others naturally did not dare to speak, and they all stood aside.

At this moment, the world in the Pavilion began to tremble continuously.

Obviously, he was rejected by the 100th floor of the Tower of Heaven...

There are four or five breaths.

There was a hint of determination in Bingchang's eyes: "Yes, but it needs to be displayed in that world, and... I need half a cup of tea!"

The hardest thing...is this half cup of tea time!

Once everyone leaves this Pavilion World, the black spirits outside will definitely notice the existence of everyone in several breaths.

after all…

The immortal lord, although his body could not leave the heavenly trench.

But the spiritual consciousness has long refined this world into all of it...!

If not, it would have been impossible to capture everyone from the heavenly trench!

Back then, the world created by Emperor Huang had been refined by the Immortal Lord after years of delay.

"Half a cup of tea..."

Yan Feng's brows slightly condensed: "Each person regulates his breathing, and after a stick of incense, he will leave the boundary."

After the words fell, Yan Feng closed his eyes.

His spiritual power was used up in the previous chasm, and he could not recover in less than three or five hours.

Even if he recovers, his cultivation will not actually have any effect on those black spirits.

What these black spirits fear...

It is the power of the original origin in Yan Feng's body.

The original origin, this name, was taken by Yan Feng for the whirlpool.

At this moment, Yan Feng was closing his eyes and breathing.

Not regaining one's own cultivation...

Tianqi Wushuang's aftermath is not something that can be recovered by elixirs, but it takes time.
To be continued...