Immemorial War God

Slowly going up the stairs, Mo Feng's face was already getting more and more gloomy, and even after walking all the way to the top floor of the palace, Liu Ruiying still did not appear.    

    

"Hiss."    

    

Mo Feng looked at the door in front of him and took a deep breath. He was only missing the last room, and if he still could not find Liu Ruiying, then he would have probably met with mishaps on the small path.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Pushing the door open, the door let out a muffled sound. What entered his sight was a pool of deep blue water. The water inside the water bottle dripped down continuously. The water inside the water bottle was more blue than the water outside, but it was pure blue instead of black.    

    

"Drip, drip."    

    

His heart once again sunk, and his breathing became hurried at this moment. That kind of ending was something he could not accept, as after his rebirth, he had to arduously save the people he loved, and let the people he loved all be in a safe environment, yet he still had to work so hard outside to solve all the troubles before he dared to meet them again. But now, he was told that this was the result?    

    

Mo Feng's face gradually revealed a ruthless look, a burst of cold Qi continued to rise, in an instant it filled the entire room, following that it crazily filled the entire crystal palace.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

Afterwards, the entire crystal palace was affected and began to tremble, just like a person in fear.    

    

"Hey, kid, what happened to you?" Suddenly, the voice of the person in the painting rang out. When the person in the painting appeared in the air and felt the cold Qi in the air, he could not help but shiver.    

    

"This kid!" The person in the painting looked at Mo Feng in shock. Being able to emit this kind of aura made her feel fear, it was simply too frightening.    

    

"Hey, kid, what happened to you?" The person in the painting anxiously asked, there were truly signs of Mo Feng being bewitched, he could absolutely not be bewitched, if a monster like Mo Feng was bewitched, it would be a disaster for the world, no, for the entire universe!    

    

Mo Feng did not reply. He only breathed in more and more darkly in the air.    

    

"Brat, what's wrong with you? Wake me up! You can't be bewitched!" Seeing that Mo Feng did not make a sound, the person in the painting anxiously advised, and even wanted to rush over to get Mo Feng out of this state.    

    

"I'm not that weak." Mo Feng finally opened his mouth and an ice-cold voice sounded, as he slowly walked towards the pond.    

    

The person in the painting froze, he frowned while looking at Mo Feng, what was going on?    

    

Mo Feng walked to the front of the pool, and saw a strip of cloth inside the pool. The strip of cloth was obviously torn from a woman's clothes, with some words written on it. Mo Feng lifted his hand and stuck it into the water. He immediately felt that the swamp he was in was as heavy as a thousand kilograms.    

    

Mo Feng's expression did not change as he slowly reached his hand in and took out the piece of cloth. At this point, his hands were as white as paper and had even started to shrink.    

    

"Mo Feng, if you can see this piece of cloth, don't worry, this is my own decision. I feel weak and weak in front of you, I want to become stronger, I want to help you, and not just be your flower vase. The opportunity here is something left behind by an almighty being."    

    

"Phew!"    

    

After looking at the words on the cloth, Mo Feng exhaled deeply, then tightly held the cloth in his hand and kept it into his storage ring, the gloomy Qi on his body disappearing.    

    

"She really is a strong woman." The person in the painting had finished reading the contents of the cloth and was sighing in his heart.    

    

"Rui Ying …" Mo Feng said softly. She did not know what she felt in her heart.    

    

This place was established by a Ranker to search for talents, just like the treasure trove of the Demon King under the Yang Qing Ya. The only difference was that the treasure trove was not for the controller, but to search for outstanding talents.    

    

Without a doubt, Liu Ruiying had obtained the inheritance here, and had been transferred over by the power here. Mo Feng knew that Liu Ruiying had always had a strong personality, and no matter how fast her cultivation speed was, even with her 10 stars talent, she would still not be able to compare to's.    

    

Liu Ruiying also understood this point, she was not willing to be Mo Feng's vase, and only wanted to be Mo Feng's good wife, to be able to help him with everything, that was why she accepted the inheritance without hesitation.    

    

was not surprised by these, but when his beloved person left again, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. But as a Heavenly Monarch, he was not easily bound by these emotions, and quickly calmed himself down. As long as Liu Ruiying was fine, no matter who the Inheritance belonged to, he would definitely find them!    

    

"She's also a lucky woman." The person in the painting continued, and a strange light flashed past his eyes as he looked at Mo Feng. For some reason, she had a faint feeling that those who followed Mo Feng seemed to have such good luck, perhaps because of Mo Feng.    

    

If that was the case, wouldn't meeting Mo Feng be her good luck?    

    

"Swish." Thinking up to this point, the person in the painting could not help but sneer. Her original body was so strong, Mo Feng meeting her was Mo Feng's real good luck.    

    

However, fate, was really something that could not be described with words.    

    

"Brat, now that you know about your little lover, you don't need to be like this. You don't even know how terrifying that look of yours is." The person in the painting grumbled, she had truly been shocked by Mo Feng.    

    

Mo Feng nodded slightly. Watching his withered hands slowly recover, and then looking at the pond, a glint flashed across his eyes.    

    

"Weak water." He spoke slowly with narrowed eyes.    

    

"Weak water?"    

    

"What?" Weak water! "    

    

Hearing Mo Feng's muttering, the person in the painting was suddenly shocked, and turned to look at the pool, his eyes wide open.    

    

"It is weak water indeed!"    

    

"Why would there be weak water in this place!" Weak water was a very rare sight, and it was also very powerful. Weak water was the weakest, and nothing could withstand it, not even feathers. If someone entered the water, they would be sunk.    

    

Once a person entered the water, they would instantly lose all water in their body and become a dried up corpse. The water was a very terrifying type of water, and without comprehending the mysteries of the stars, one wouldn't be able to resist it, and those without the Body of Law wouldn't be able to exist in the water for a long time.    

    

However, how could such a strange item appear in such a remote place?    

    

"Swoosh."    

    

During the time the person in the painting was surprised, Mo Feng jumped straight into the pool, sat cross-legged, and instantly, a large portion of the weak water engulfed his body, causing the water in his body to quickly disappear.    

    

"Brat, what are you doing!" The person in the painting looked up and was immediately startled. His face changed drastically as he hastily said:    

    

"Hurry up and come out, you'll die inside!"