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That place was a mysterious building that he had seen in the real world while looking at the frescoes.
Outside the painting, no matter how big the mural was, it could be measured at a glance. And inside the painting, it was as if he was in a brand-new world, boundless and limitless.
In the end, Jiang Feng arrived in front of a pagoda. The pagoda was over three thousand meters tall, and had ninety-nine floors.
This place was a wasteland, and Jiang Feng remembered that there was nothing around the pagoda.
Walking on the ground, Jiang Feng kept getting closer to the pagoda.
The world inside the painting was not a beautiful place. To ordinary people, the frescoes of the Ten Thousand Immortals Vault of Saints were like hell, and when cultivators were sucked in, they would be completely refined, causing the fragmented soul to become a tiny dot in the painting.
Jiang Feng had observed that outside of the painting, there were a total of 108,000 people recorded.
This also meant that the frescoes of the Myriad Immortal Graveyard had refined a hundred and eight thousand cultivators.
These people were all refined by the scroll and their residual souls turned into the characters in the painting.
Jiang Feng even suspected that those mountains and rivers were all refined here.
The Totem Continent used totem power to cultivate. The mountains and rivers also had their own energies, so this conclusion couldn't be ruled out.
However, Jiang Feng didn't have any of this. He was here to look for the coordinates of the starry sky, and if there was one in the painting, it would be in this pagoda as well.
If he didn't guess wrongly, this pagoda was similar to a tomb with many good things inside.
Of course, he wouldn't be able to master the painting as there was an expert controlling him from behind. However, something bad was going to happen to this expert. He would use the painting to refine many martial artists and even mountains and rivers to make up for his misfortunes.
As to why he allowed his clan of gods to guard him and not casually allow others to step in, Jiang Feng guessed that it was most likely because he had refined enough.
Those 108,000 cultivators must have been refined into it many years ago. Since then, they have always been in the City of Gods, and in order to avoid being disturbed by others, they have been imprisoned here for generations to guard the frescoes of the Ten Thousand Immortals.
As to the identity and purpose of the owner of the painting, Jiang Feng could not deduce it too clearly. Perhaps, there was everything that he wanted to know inside the pagoda.
Just as Jiang Feng was about to approach the pagoda, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
In front of him, a figure appeared ten zhang away. He was wearing an ancient robe and his entire body was shining. His appearance was that of an old man.
"You're not an Immortal, you can't go forward!" The old man's voice was abnormally cold. It didn't feel like it came from a human, or more accurately, it didn't sound like it came from a living person. There wasn't a single trace of vitality in his voice, only indifference and ruthlessness.
"You're an Immortal?" Jiang Feng countered with a question. He felt that what the other party said was somewhat laughable.
"The Ten Thousand Immortals are the Saints. Unless one is an Immortal, one must not advance!" The tone of the old man was as indifferent as ever.
"Myriad Immortals Arena?" Hearing that, Jiang Feng squinted: "Does that mean you are one of the Ten Thousand Immortals? May I know which sage realm you deities belong to? "
"You're not allowed to enter unless you're an Immortal! Kill!" The ancient robed elder did not reply Jiang Feng. Instead, he raised his hand and struck towards.
"Let me see how powerful these so-called Immortals are." Jiang Feng muttered, he took a step forward, and the strong Spirit Qi surged, instantly forming a strong gale, directly attacking towards the opponent's treasure arrow.
"Kill!" Just at this time, Jiang Feng shouted out explosively, and his palm, like the Heavenly Stele, forcefully pushed forward.
Bang!
With a dull thud, the palm of the ancient robed elder burst apart in midair, following that, Jiang Feng's palm descended.
"Is the power of an Immortal so low?" Jiang Feng sneered, retracting his hand, putting it behind him, he continued to advance.
Brush ~
Before he took three steps forward, ripples appeared in the air. Soon after, another figure appeared, also dressed in an ancient robe. He was also an old man.
"You are not allowed to advance unless you are an Immortal!"
After saying those words coldly, the old man made his move, a seal of sealing appeared in his hand, and he pressed down towards Jiang Feng.
"Is this another so-called Immortal?"
"Today, I, Jiang, will slaughter all of you deities!"
Jiang Feng's body was like a god, unstoppable and unstoppable. With a flick of his finger, pure star energy instantly shot out.
Rumble! *
With a single explosive sound, the pure Astral Energy directly blasted apart the seal of suppression executed by the other party.
Piercing through the formation wasn't the end. The pure energy of the stars was like a sharp arrow, shooting forward and directly striking the body of the old man in ancient robe, causing his body to explode in the air.
Jiang Feng's gaze was cold as he continued walking forward. Still, he did not take more than three steps and ripples once again appeared in the air.
This time around, a total of a hundred figures appeared. All of them were clad in ancient robes, appearing extremely aged.
Jiang Feng originally thought that these people who appeared were just like a clan of gods who would never die. Even if they were killed, they would be resurrected very soon.
However, when he observed carefully, he discovered that this was not the case. Although the people who appeared were dressed similarly, their appearances were different.
"If you have the ability, then send out all of the Immortals. I'll slaughter them all!" Jiang Feng said. Facing over a hundred people, he punched out, directly releasing a wave of incomparable killing intent that crazily flapped between the heaven and earth, enveloping all hundred of them in an instant.
It was not that the hundred elders did not release any attack, but under Jiang Feng's tyrannical fist, their attack was not even able to withstand a single blow, and was directly smashed to smithereens by the tyrannical fist.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of explosions sounded out, and more than a hundred elders turned into nothingness under Jiang Feng's punch.
"Even if he doesn't have real fleshly body, he should be called Immortal!" Jiang Feng bellowed, looking down on them. Just as he finished speaking, figures appeared around him one after another.
Jiang Feng did not rush to make a move, even killing over a hundred people was not enough to arouse his desire to fight, on the contrary, he hoped that with a little more people, killing would be even more satisfying!
In a short moment, more than 9800 people appeared in all directions.
Aside from the people he had already killed, the remaining people were exactly the same as the number of people that had appeared.
"Alright, since both of you are out, then let's kill them all!" Jiang Feng's eyes revealed a trace of madness, he fiercely instigated the power of the stars, his body erupting with a supreme aura that shook the heavens and earth, even his pores seemed to be glowing, it was extremely sacred.
Just at that moment, over 9800 elders, all of them activated their totem power, unleashing all kinds of attacks, rushing towards Jiang Feng!
This was a terrifying scene. Over 9,800 elders, they were the people from the various immortals in the painting of the Myriad Immortals Ancient Era. All of them attacked at the same time. The power of their attacks was extremely terrifying.
However, Jiang Feng was not afraid at all. He crazily urged the star power, which was so dense that it almost burned his body.
Right at the moment when the 9,800 Immortal cultivators arrived in front of Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng suddenly opened his mouth and shouted:
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!"