The void continuously receded.
Lin Feng and Rong Nianbing traveled rapidly through the universe, their divine power surging, leaving behind a trail of distorted spatial trajectories.
Lin Feng controlled the direction, while Rong Nianbing rested his hands behind his head with a relaxed expression, occasionally gazing at the vast starry sky around them, his eyes twinkling with memories of the past.
"Brother Lin, how many planes do you think there are in this universe?" Rong Nianbing suddenly asked, his tone carrying a hint of curiosity and emotion.
"The universe is boundless and infinite. The number of planes is difficult to count. There are also many planes as powerful as the Divine Realm."
"Difficult to count, huh," Rong Nianbing sighed and shook his head.
As time passed, the two gradually approached their destination.
This was a rather special plane, its main body composed of two continents situated close to each other. Amidst the intertwining of space, another continent seemed to be tightly connected by invisible threads, yet it maintained its own unique flavor.
The two main continents were the Yangguang Continent and the Lost Continent.
The one connected in the space above was the Continent of the Gods. This continent was smaller and hidden in the void, only accessible through hidden passages on the Yangguang and Lost Continents.
Of course, forcing one's way in was not impossible, but such a brutish act of forcing oneself on another deserved condemnation.
The continent would feel pain too~
Rong Nianbing pointed towards the Lost Continent. "That continent was once exiled by the god-level existences on the Continent of the Gods. Three true gods jointly cast the forbidden spell 'Summoning of Time and Space,' tearing open a huge spatio-temporal rift and sealing this vast land into an alternate dimension.
The eighteenth-tier forbidden spell cut off all supply of heaven and earth origin energy; amidst the shattering of space, it destroyed the laws on the continent; and in the process, the three gods destroyed a once glorious civilization, causing the continent's civilization to rapidly regress, and the living beings upon it fell into endless suffering.
It was a catastrophe, a nearly devastating blow for the Lost Continent.
Even after its return, so many years have passed, and its development still lags behind the Yangguang Continent. Originally, the power of the Lost Continent was stronger than that of the Yangguang Continent. A civilization that could declare war on the gods, what a pity."
"It is indeed a pity." Lin Feng nodded.
A God King could destroy a star, and a First-Class God could move mountains and fill seas. To be able to exile an entire continent, although it was the combined strength of many, the power of those three former true gods should have been between that of a Second-Class and First-Class God.
"We've finally arrived. That was fast. How long did that take?" Rong Nianbing stood ten thousand meters above the Yangguang Continent, looking down. He saw that the Yangguang Continent was lush and vibrant, a stark contrast to the slightly desolate Lost Continent.
He sighed softly and continued, "After such a long time, it has at least recovered a lot. When this continent first returned, it was all wilderness, all desolation, without a trace of life."
Rong Nianbing couldn't stop marveling, then suddenly rubbed his hands together excitedly. "Brother Lin, have I ever told you about the power system of my hometown? Let me tell you, the power system of the Yangguang Continent is much more complex and interesting than the Douluo World's."
Lin Feng looked helplessly at the excited Rong Nianbing, who was eager to vent his desire to talk, and replied perfunctorily, "Go on, go on."
"Ahem."
Rong Nianbing cleared his throat. "The two continents have numerous races: elves, dwarves, humans, dragons, phoenixes, liches, zombies, vampires, and so on.
On the continent, there are three main types of energy that can be cultivated.
Dou Qi, Magic Power, and Innate Qi.
Cultivating Dou Qi makes one a Warrior; cultivating Magic Power makes one a Mage.
The final Innate Qi is a necessary element for ascending to the god level; ordinary people cannot come into contact with its existence.
The human body has seven important acupoints. Opening all of them makes one a true god. Back then, I had only opened six acupoints and had already reached a level close to a Second-Class God in the Douluo system. If all seven acupoints were opened, the level of a First-Class God could definitely be achieved, and even a God King would not be impossible.
Unfortunately, opening all seven acupoints is a matter of legend. For tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to do it.
After I became the God of Emotions, I vaguely felt that the last acupoint in my body had lost the possibility of being opened. How strange.
One of the reasons I decided to help you back when I heard about your deeds from the Goddess of Life, Qingxuan, was that this soul meridian method of yours is quite similar to this method of achieving godhood through the seven acupoints.
Both involve opening hidden treasures within the human body to attain godhood."
Speaking of this, Rong Nianbing looked at Lin Feng and said with a grin, "Want to know the locations of those seven acupoints? How about a little something in return?"
Lin Feng spread his hands. "You're too late. I have already initially sensed the Continent of the Gods. I know of the seven great acupoints: Sky Eye (Tiān Yǎn), Imperial Extremity (Huáng Jí), Western Meridian (Xī Jīng), Fierce Center (Lì Zhōng), Listening Cloud (Tīng Yún), Earth Spirit (Dì Líng), and Square Armor (Fāng Jiǎ). Except for Imperial Extremity, all have fixed locations."
Rong Nianbing's mouth twitched. Was it really that hard to get a little something?
"Your current realm is truly terrifying."
"You flatter me," Lin Feng said, stroking his chin. "The seven great acupoints, can they only be opened by a human body? After you became the God of Emotions, this path closed on its own, or did it only close after you mastered a great law of the Dao? Interesting. I'll have to study it when I have time."
Lin Feng pointed to a magnificent building in the north of the Yangguang Continent. "The strongest person there, in your world, what is their strength?"
Rong Nianbing sensed carefully.
The place Lin Feng pointed to was the later Ice God Tower. Even a hundred years after he left this place, it was still a top power on the continent.
"This generation's Ice and Snow Goddess Priestess of the Ice God Tower, a thirteenth-tier God-Descended Master, her realm should be equivalent to between a God Officer and a Third-Class God in the Douluo World."
Lin Feng: "Very good. Abduct her."
"Huh?" Rong Nianbing was stunned.
Lin Feng ignored him and pointed to several other locations on the two continents. "There, there, and there. We'll abduct them all when we leave.
Emmm, forget about the one with fire coming out of his head."
Lin Feng was also somewhat surprised. Rong Nianbing's home world, in some respects, was much more powerful than the former Douluo Star. A simple scan revealed many god-level existences.
Although most were at the level of God Officers to Third-Class Gods, this was not the Divine Realm, but a lower plane.
Rong Nianbing's mouth twitched even more violently. He stared at Lin Feng with wide eyes. "Dude, are you robbing the place? These are all the top experts from my home world. If you abduct them, won't my home world be thrown into chaos?"
Lin Feng shrugged. "Don't all top powers have a second-in-command? Let them take over for now. These god-level existences can be borrowed to support the foundational life level of the future God Star.
Once the God Star is stable, they can return if they wish. I'll personally send them back.
You also know that the immortal energy in the Divine Realm now has been refined again by me. Their cultivation will only improve faster. Aren't you seeking welfare for the people of your home world this way?"
Rong Nianbing covered his face. "Now, I can be considered their ancestor. It's my first time back in a long while. It's one thing not to show off my holiness before them.
But now I have to help you with this press-ganging business. How embarrassing."
"Are you in or not?"
"I, Rong Nianbing, even if I have to seal my own divine power and jump from here, even if—"
"A ball of primordial chaos source."
So fragrant.
Rong Nianbing coughed. "This is for their own good. Yes."
"Let's go. First to the Lost Continent. There are some things there too."
Lin Feng and Rong Nianbing's figures flashed, and they appeared in the sky above the Lost Continent. Compared to the prosperity of the Yangguang Continent, this continent appeared more desolate and ancient, the air filled with a faint sadness.
Looking around, one could still occasionally see dilapidated ruins, silently telling of a former glory and the vicissitudes of olden days.
They appeared next to an ancient castle surrounded by a dense forest.
"There's a not-so-weak aura here. It should be a reclusive expert. The Lost Continent actually has an eleventh-tier, Titled Douluo-level expert? It seems the continent has recovered quite well?"
Rong Nianbing narrowed his eyes, his divine power surging as he sensed carefully. "Mm, an elf. Should be an aboriginal of the Lost Continent."
"Let's go, let's go down and see."
As Lin Feng spoke, the two slowly descended and appeared in front of the castle. The castle gate was tightly shut, and it was surrounded by various defensive magic arrays. But in front of Lin Feng and Rong Nianbing, these magic arrays were like nothing.
With a light step, they passed through the magic arrays and entered the castle.
Inside the castle, an old man in a black robe was sitting at a huge stone table, meditating with his eyes closed.
Around the stone table were bookshelves filled with ancient books.
The entire huge castle was occupied by him alone.
He sensed someone enter and abruptly opened his eyes, a trace of shock flashing through them. "The magic arrays weren't broken, yet they came in? And they deliberately released their aura for me to sense. Are they thirteenth-tier God-Descended Masters? What on earth are they..."
Quickly picking up the staff placed beside him, the old man hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, composed himself, and went out to greet Lin Feng and the other man.
"My lords, I wonder why you have graced my remote little place with your presence?" He cupped his hands, his voice carrying caution and reverence.
Lin Feng smiled slightly, his tone peaceful as he said, "We were passing by this place and sensed your aura, so we came to see you. You are an elder of the elf race, are you not?"
Although the hood of the black robe covered the top of his head, his characteristic elven ears still extended outwards, exposed.
Although he was called an old man, judging from his face, he should only be middle-aged. His skin was incredibly fair, and his looks were top-tier. A racial talent, one might say.
He nodded, his eyes still wary. "I am the elf Elwen, but I have long since ceased to be a member of the elf race. I have been living in seclusion here for countless years. May I ask what business you two lords have?"
Rong Nianbing stepped forward with a broad smile. "You don't need to be so nervous. We mean no harm. To be honest, I am the God of Emotions, Rong Nianbing, and I am traveling here with my good friend Lin Feng."
Lin Feng felt strange. Why did this feel like telling someone he was Qin Shi Huang?
Elwen's mouth twitched. He looked at the unreliable Rong Nianbing and took a breath. "You're saying you are the God of Emotions, Lord Rong Nianbing, who defeated the true gods of the Continent of the Gods and saved the Lost Continent and the Yangguang Continent?"
Rong Nianbing smiled and nodded. "Yes, yes, that's right."
Elwen's grip on his staff tightened. Believe that this unreliable fellow was the God of Emotions? Was he joking?
"Lord Rong Nianbing is unparalleled in the world with his seven divine artifacts. May I be so fortunate as to see them?"
"Oh, that? A small matter. You really don't need to doubt it. My blades—hey? Where are my blades?"
Rong Nianbing subconsciously swiped at the void, but found no trace of his seven blades and was stunned.
"Hmph, you are indeed not him. Impersonating Lord God of Emotions and breaking into my castle, even if your strength is extraordinary, you must harbor malicious intentions. This old man will never let you have your way!"
He raised his staff, holding it horizontally across his chest, and was about to chant a spell.
Rong Nianbing looked at Lin Feng with a resentful expression.
Lin Feng coughed awkwardly. A few years ago, he had borrowed the blades to cook, comprehending some of the dao of cooking. Plus, the food made with those seven enchanted blades was indeed more delicious, so he just never returned them. After all, the original owner had never asked for them back, right?
"Ahem."
Lin Feng really couldn't stand Rong Nianbing's gaze. Seven divine artifacts flew out from the void, dancing around Rong Nianbing.
A triumphant smile immediately appeared on Rong Nianbing's face. He looked at Elwen and raised an eyebrow. "See? These are my seven divine artifacts. Do you believe me now?"
Elwen's eyes widened. He looked at the seven weapons exuding a faint divine light, his heart filled with shock. The seven elements, the ultimate fluctuations...
He swallowed hard, his attitude immediately becoming much more respectful. "It... it really is Lord God of Emotions. This humble one had eyes but failed to see Mount Tai. I hope Your Lordship will forgive me."
However, he bowed towards Lin Feng.
Rong Nianbing was stunned. "Hey, who are you bowing to?"
Elwen rolled his eyes at Rong Nianbing. "The seven divine blades flew out from behind this lord. You are just a fox borrowing the tiger's might. The real God of Emotions is this one."
Oh no, I've become a stand-in? Rong Nianbing's head was full of question marks.
"Damn it!"
Rong Nianbing couldn't bear it anymore and directly took out the Ghost Carving Divine Blade. "He borrowed these seven blades! If you don't believe me, then look at this!"
The sharp edge was revealed, and the light from the blade, which faintly tore through space, stunned Elwen once again.
He looked at Rong Nianbing suspiciously and said reluctantly, "The legendary Ghost Carving Divine Blade... Greetings, Lord God of Emotions...?" The suspicion in his eyes had still not disappeared.
Rong Nianbing scratched his head and looked at Lin Feng helplessly, sighing deeply.
"Forget it. Since you can recognize my divine artifacts, it seems you were once an important figure in the elf race. To know so much, yet to be removed from the clan registry and live in seclusion here, why is that?"
Lin Feng spoke at this moment. "Take us down below. You understand."
Elwen's mouth opened upon hearing this, as if contemplating something. Finally, he sighed softly. "You two lords, please follow me."
The three entered the castle and came to the huge stone table. Elwen fiddled with a corner of the table. With the sound of clicking mechanisms, one side of the stone table slowly moved away, revealing a hidden secret passage entrance.
"You two lords, please follow me down. This is the secret place where I have lived in seclusion for many years." Elwen said, and was the first to walk down the stairs.
Lin Feng and Rong Nianbing exchanged a glance and also followed him down. The passage extended continuously downwards. By his senses, it was probably nearly ten thousand meters deep.
At the end of the passage was a huge bronze door, its dilapidated patterns seeming to tell of a long history.
"This is the reason I left the elf race. Many years ago, while traveling the continent, I was once avoiding pursuit and burrowed into the ground like a mad gopher.
Here, I unexpectedly witnessed a miracle.
This bronze door is engraved with countless languages and inscriptions. Only a small part is in ancient elvish. Having studied ancient elvish, I was able to understand a few words.
'God Creation Project'
Four simple words, yet they struck my soul like a giant hammer! I had never thought that such a heaven-shattering secret was hidden beneath this Lost Continent!"
Elwen's voice echoed in the passage, carrying a trace of indescribable excitement and reverence.
"I once sacrificed my life force to use a thirteenth-tier forbidden spell that surpassed my realm, attempting to cause a trace of damage to this bronze door to verify its authenticity. But I never expected this door to be indestructible. My forbidden spell had no effect on it.
After that, my realm fell to the eleventh tier.
Trying to move it was even more impossible. It was astonishingly heavy and also had some power to shield against spatial laws. My spatial transfer magic couldn't do it.
At that moment, I realized that the power hidden behind it was far beyond my imagination." Elwen continued, "Its strength is not something that can be simply destroyed by a thirteenth-tier spell. A mere door, yet it has such strength!
If the records on it are true, I can't imagine what kind of existence was once on this continent. Since then, I have been living in seclusion here.
This was originally a desolate ruin. It was built into a castle to cover up the secret underground. Those ancient books outside are what I used in my attempt to decipher the records on this door.
Unfortunately, after so long, there has been no progress. The words on it, I can't understand them, I can't understand them at all! I can't make them out, I really can't make them out!" He looked up to the sky and sighed, somewhat lost.
Lin Feng nodded. The first objective of this trip had been achieved. He looked at the bronze door.
"It's almost at the level of a divine artifact. Although it's still a bit lacking, it's not something the people on these two continents can easily destroy."
Hearing this, Rong Nianbing's expression became a little more solemn. He suddenly felt that Lin Feng's trip was precisely for these things. The ruins he had once seen on the Continent of the Gods and the Lost Continent, could they really unearth some secrets?
His wives, Cao and Tianxiang.
And the former God of Order, God of Destruction, and God of Time on the Continent of the Gods. They had existed since fifty thousand years ago.
The legendary Father of Evolution and Father of Technology created them respectively. This was a civilization that could create First-Class Gods by hand!
Lin Feng's divine sense spread towards the bronze door. The feeling he had once sensed in the Divine Realm on the other side of the sea of stars appeared again.
Like the Chaos Vortex where the universal laws were located, this door had a trace of that chaotic aura.
Lin Feng made a grasping motion in the air, easily taking it into the void. He turned to look at the dumbfounded Elwen.
Full of divinity and majesty, he said, "Enter my Divine Realm and witness your destiny."
"Huh? Huh? Huh?"
Elwen responded absently.
Lin Feng's mouth twitched. This guy was once a twelfth-tier existence, equivalent to the realm of a Peerless Douluo. How could he be so dazed? How did he even cultivate?
Not giving him another chance to say "huh," he grabbed him directly and instantly sent him into the small plane he carried with him.
"Let's go, Brother Rong. This is just an appetizer. It's time to go to the Continent of the Gods."