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Hundreds of millions of golden talismans were floating in the air, and the source of these talismans was a pair of hands.

That seemingly slow movement, every smallest movement was clearly seen in front of his eyes, yet it was fast to the point of peerless speed. In just a breath, he had already rotated a million times. Every single time was a different seal, and every time was a different talisman. This was the trillions of talismans that Lan Feng had spent nearly a month's time and millions of talismans per second to create, using eighty percent of his Saint Force.

Both his eyes suddenly opened wide and his hands joined together to form a strange handprint. He shouted, "Myriad Streams Returning to Essence, break!"

"Swoosh!"

As if millions of arrows were shot from all directions, billions of talismans surged into his body at almost the same time with the speed of teleportation. Following the Xuanyuan Saint Emperor's supreme secret technique, they struck at his soul in an extremely profound manner.

Lan Feng's face was pale as he sighed: "Using the supreme Spirit Charms to break through the Sacred Emperor's Profound Entrance is indeed difficult, I have already tried tens of millions of times and still have not succeeded. How can I rely on comprehension to comprehend it? Everyone's profound entrances are different, so how do I know what I want to break through? "Opportunity!"

In fact, ten million years ago, he had already reached the peak of the late stage of the Saint realm. Five million years ago, he had even used the secret method passed down through the Xuanyuan Saint Emperor to raise his physical body, meridians, Innate Ability, Jindan, Primordial Spirit, Sea of Consciousness and many other aspects to the early stage of Saint King.

The only thing he had yet to reach was his realm. He was still a Saint Ruler and could not use the ability of a Saint King. He could not even use the slightest bit of the power of order. Even though he had lost the effect of the power of order that he had gained from using the Violet Sky Slaying Immortal Sword after he had unleashed an even greater power, he still could not use the power of the Violet Sky Slaying Immortal Sword himself, let alone an expert like Xu Lin, who was at the level of a Sacred Emperor.

To be able to break someone's Power of Order, he must have borrowed strength from another. What if he lost his Violet Sky Slaying Immortal Sword?

Relying on an external force to raise his strength was never reliable, which was a principle that Lan Feng firmly believed in. Therefore, in these five million years, he had been trying his best to break through.

To others, there was no shortcut from the Saint to the Saint Emperor Stage. The only way was to comprehend that profound entrance. The Profound Entrances of the Sacred Emperor were ethereal objects in the first place. If they were to wait for some time for enlightenment, perhaps he would become an Emperor overnight and perhaps millions of years later, he would still be a Holy Emperor. This was also the reason why there were so few Saint Kings in the Holy Realm.

Amongst the various arts that the Xuanyuan Saint Emperor had given him before he left, there was another method to break through to the Saint Emperor Stage.

Using absolute strength and a secret technique to forcefully break through, this method would definitely work. According to the jade slip, all the humans in Paleo-Sage Realm had used this method to break through. Back then, there were many more Saint Kings than there were now.

However, to succeed did not mean that one would be able to succeed in a short period of time. This process would not only cause extreme pain to the soul, but also involve luck. Some people cultivate for millions of years and break through, while others cultivate for hundreds of millions of years or even longer.

But no matter what, it was much better than that indistinct insight. At the very least, anyone who used this secret technique could break through. It was just a matter of time. But an epiphany was different. Amongst the immortals of the Holy Realm, they had been stuck at the peak of the later stages for more than a trillion years.

Lan Feng had been using this secret technique to cultivate for more than five million years, unceasingly creating boring seals. He was constantly enduring the pain of being bombarded by the soul, and there were no signs of him breaking through at all.

This was not like deep cultivation where sleeping for millions of years passed just like that. Rather, one was completely awake and couldn't make any mistakes with their hand seals. One could imagine just how boring it was. Five million years passed by day by day. If he did not have the mission to suffocate him, he would never have attacked this damned Saint Emperor Stage, at least not with this method!

What bothered him the most was not this. In order to create more experts, five million years ago, he had passed this secret technique on to other Holy Saints. In these past few years, there had actually been three late sage s who forcefully broke through the Sacred Emperor's profound entrances.

From the lower realms to the Immortal World and then to the Holy Realm, he had always been known as a genius among geniuses. His cultivation speed was far faster than ordinary people, but now that he had been defeated, how could he be happy?

After recuperating for a while, the Saint Force that was slightly disrupted by the Supreme Spirit Rejuvenation Spell sighed and stood up, walking out of the secret room.

Just as he walked out of the secret chamber, the two Saint King who had recently broken through to the next level immediately came up to greet him, respectfully bowing, "Subordinate greets the palace master on her way out."

Lan Feng smiled bitterly as he waved his hand. He chatted with them for a while, and finally asked something he didn't dare to ask, "Has anyone made a breakthrough in the millions of years that I've been in closed-door training?"

"Yes!"

Of course, he was now an expert of the Sacred Emperor. He then said with a smile, "Asgard Master, in the millions of years that you had been in closed door cultivation, the son of the Sacred Emperor Xu Lin, Saint Emperor Jin Yun, had broken through to the Saint Emperor Stage three hundred and thirty thousand years ago."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, he was stopped by another new Saint King, who frowned.

The Holy Emperor gawked for a moment before understanding, and said repeatedly, "In the past five million years, of the fifty-three late sage who used a secret technique to break through, only four of them managed to break through. It's just that their luck is better."

Lan Feng shook his head, then teleported away. The two of them looked at each other and laughed bitterly.

"Feng, don't be in such a hurry. Cultivation is not something that can be rushed. Perhaps it's because you're in such a rush that you're in such a rush."

The Yueying Saint Emperor put a peeled Green Delicious Fruit into Lan Feng's mouth, and as if he had no bones, he fell into Lan Feng's embrace and said gently: "Look, even if you haven't broken through to the Saint Emperor Stage, your fighting strength is almost the same as mine."

He gave her a light kiss on her forehead and sighed: "Qiu Yun, recently I have been feeling unsettled, as if something will happen."

"Feng, you are the Palace Master of the Supreme Yang Palace, the most powerful person in the Holy Realm. How do you feel about that?" Yueying Saint Emperor giggled and held his hand: "Also, you told me that only women would feel this, feel that, always do things based on their feelings, and now you do the same thing."

Lan Feng was rendered speechless by her words, and could only change the topic, "Qiu Yun, I want to return to the lower realms. The last time I went to the lower realms was when I prepared to undergo closed door cultivation a million years ago."

Yueying Saint Emperor could not help but feel a little sour in his heart, but he did not reveal it.

MerLin, Xue Yun, and Qing Yan were all in the lower realms and had not finished their threat for a day. Lan Feng simply did not dare to let the weak ones come up. The four women were all his wives, and the three from the lower realms had long been married to him. On the contrary, he spent far more time with them than with Lan Feng. If they were to make a fuss, wouldn't the three of them be even more jealous?

Nodding with a smile, Yueying Saint Emperor said softly, "That's good too. Just take it as a distraction and stop thinking about breaking through. It's been over a million years, and my little sisters are all looking forward to it, right? "And those brothers of yours, and Grandpa and the others …"

When she talked about her grandfather, she still felt a little embarrassed. After all, Longth and the others were much younger than her in age.

The first time they went down to the mortal world, even though Lan Feng had also introduced her to his family, she couldn't call out. It was only until the second lower realm twenty million years ago, when the two of them made up for it with a wedding, when all the upper echelons of Holy Realm went. That was when her new daughter-in-law had changed her name to the Mochels, but each time the name had made her feel bad.

When Lan Feng looked at her blushing face, the depression in his heart immediately dissipated by a bit. He chuckled and said, "Qiu Yun, before we go down to the mortal world, shouldn't we laugh?"

"What should I do?"

Yue Ying was startled, but as intelligent as she was, she immediately understood from Lan Feng's eyes what he meant.

After not seeing it for a million years, he had stopped thinking about it. Once he mentioned it, it would be like heavenly thunder and earthen fire. How could it be so easy to calm down?

Putting aside the beautiful spring light here, even after it had rained down on them, Lan Feng had brought Mo Yan, Fire Cloud Saint Dragon and the others, who were already at the late Saint realm, down to the lower realms. He said that the Nine Extreme Land was preparing for something big.

After almost ten million years of slaughter and devouring, one moved from the east to the north and the other moved from the north to the east. They were like two giant beasts running towards each other.

In the northeastern part of the Nine Extreme Land, there laid a sea completely formed by dark red lava. This area was over a billion kilometers wide, and its temperature was unimaginably high. One could tell from the Ultimate nine heavens true flame that was spitting out of the lava sea every now and then — it was a flame that was enough to annihilate an early Saint realm expert!

This sea formed from underground lava was like a land of death, with not even a single powerful Vicious Beast or God Beast present. It was likely that even the current Holy Realm did not know how this sea was formed.

Suddenly, a faint whistling sound could be heard from within the peaceful Sea of Lava.