Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

Han Feng opened his eyes in the darkness, but he couldn't see or see anything. It was as if he was in the midst of chaos. The heaven and earth hadn't opened yet, and the world had yet to transform.    

He slowly stood up and wanted to urge the Magic Eyes to look straight ahead, but this time, the Magic Eyes was useless. In front of him, it was like a land of death, devoid of life.    

"Didn't my soul fuse with the Devil Sword? Could it be that the current me is in the Devil Sword?" Han Feng gradually recalled what had happened before. He had transformed into his sword. It was as if he had seen the sword's might shake the nine heavens. At that moment, he had also lost consciousness. He had no idea what had happened.    

He didn't know that Tianyu was dead, and he also didn't know that his father, Sword Emperor Motian, had come to see him.    

"How should I get out of here?" Han Feng didn't believe that he would stay in such a dark place forever. He threw out both fists at the same time. The power of the Sky Splitting Devil Fist crushed the darkness, but it merged with the darkness. Not a single drop of water was stirred up. This made Han Feng's heart sink. There was no solution to the darkness.    

He slowly walked forward. Chaotic airflow whistled past his body. He wanted to grab it, but it was all in vain. This world of darkness had no boundaries. It could not be attacked, nor could it grab anything.    

Han Feng kept moving forward. He didn't rest because when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, he saw the same darkness. His footsteps didn't stop. He walked into the distance.    

He was like a spirit body, and he didn't know fatigue, nor did he feel thirsty. He let the chaotic energy wrap around his body and walked for ten days just like that. His body began to emit a faint light, like a firefly. It gave people the feeling that he would be blown away by the wind.    

If it was Han Feng from before, perhaps he would feel impatient. But after experiencing Sovereign Tianyu's first test, his heart of martial arts had become much firmer. It had also become calmer and calmer, even though the environment around him had made him feel unfamiliar. It did not make him feel irritated.    

"It's only ten days. It's as long as ten years, or even a hundred years." Han Feng felt touched in his heart. He felt a sense of loneliness. In this chaotic space, he was the only one. He was the only one who could face everything alone.    

And it had only been ten days.    

If he was unable to escape from the Devil Sword, he would most likely be trapped here for a hundred years, or even a thousand years. He did not know if his soul would have an end to its lifespan, nor did he know if he could end his own life.    

During this period of time, he had shouted loudly, but there was no response. Even the Devil Sword System had lost contact with him. He was like a exiled man, cultivating alone in a dark place.    

Han Feng stopped.    

He didn't know if the road ahead had an end, he didn't want to walk aimlessly, he wanted to leave.    

"With my current Astral Martial Stage Level Three cultivation base, I won't be able to break this chaotic world. I can't leave the Devil Sword System. If I break through to the Elemental Martial Stage or Immortal Martial Stage, Han Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the light radiating from his body became even brighter. The light from the treasure illuminated the area with a radius of 30 meters.    

"If even an Immortal Martial Stage can't escape from this place, then I will prove myself as an emperor here. The Devil Sword can't stop me, and the sky can't seal off my path!"    

At this moment, Han Feng's heart became exceptionally firm. Sword Qi surged, and devil intent roared. Behind him, an image that looked down upon the world appeared. It was a peerless and terrifying devil king, as if a punch could pierce through the past, present, and future.    

His eyes swept across the place that he had illuminated. It was still a chaotic place. Even with the light, he couldn't see the existence inside clearly.    

With Han Feng as the center, endless Devil Dao Hurricane rolled up around him. It was as if there were sharp swords hovering in the air, ready to pierce through the sky at any time.    

In front of Han Feng, a Sun Shooting Divine Bow appeared. Countless densely packed arrows were aimed in front of him. Each arrow seemed to be able to kill a supreme expert.    

Behind Han Feng was a blood river that pierced through the heaven and earth, flowing rapidly. Blood flowed upwards in reverse. The true meaning of blood penetrated the endless darkness, rushing towards a distant place.    

The true meaning of death and true meaning of fire condensed into reality. They stood beside Han Feng like two guards, releasing monstrous power.    

If an outsider saw Han Feng at this moment, they would definitely be shocked. There was actually someone who could comprehend the true meaning of six elements at the same time. Such comprehension and state of mind was enough to shame the experts of the older generation.    

Generally speaking, when Martial Cultivator comprehended the True Intent of Martial Dao, they were usually very cautious. Very few people could comprehend two types or even multiple types of true intent, let alone comprehending six types at the same time. If one's mental state was slightly unstable, it was very likely that it would lead to qi deviation.    

Han Feng, on the other hand, entered a strange state. It was his mental state, and also his body. He had forgotten everything, and everything was natural. No matter what realm he reached, he could only cultivate.    

This chaotic and dark space seemed to be unable to isolate the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth from entering. The surging spiritual Qi surged into Han Feng's body. Although it was a spiritual body, it could still cultivate.    

He had no idea how long he had cultivated for, or how far his realm had advanced. The true meaning of the six elements was like six bright lamps, spreading the light to an endless distance. At this moment, Han Feng was like a scorching sun, illuminating the entire space.    

The six bright lamps became brighter and brighter, engulfing the chaotic world. Finally, Han Feng's figure moved. He stood up. He had made a breakthrough in his cultivation this time. As for the Sword Dao and Devil Dao, both of them had broken through to the Level Seven. In the same realm, he already had the right to be arrogant.    

Han Feng gazed into the distance, and an extremely sharp light flashed across his eyes. In the next moment, his figure moved, and a punch was thrown out. It carried a monstrous and domineering Qi, and it moved in all directions. It seemed as if he wanted to break through the limitations of the Laws of the world, and his might surged. It bloomed along with his fist intent.    

The true intent of the six elements seemed to have fused into this fist. The fist image seemed to be unsheathed with an advantageous sword. Han Feng used all the strength in his body to fiercely punch forward, as if he was crushing dry weeds and rotten wood. It was incomparably powerful, just like the Longevity Emperor of the past. He was invincible and unstoppable.    

A terrifying fist smashed out. It was as if an ancient true dragon had emerged. Even the primal chaos was no longer calm. Everywhere it passed, the sound of explosions could be heard, shaking up the darkness.    

However, even though this punch possessed peerless divine might, it still couldn't shake the world of darkness. Han Feng didn't mind it. He understood how terrifying this world of chaos was. Even though his strength had increased by a lot, it still wasn't enough.    

Han Feng took another step forward. Six lamps entered his body. His eyes suddenly lit up like torches, shooting out rays of light into the distance. The darkness couldn't stop him from moving forward.    

This time, he didn't know how long he had walked for. Gradually, Han Feng found that he seemed to have reached the end of his path.    

"There is a door here?" Han Feng's expression flickered. He walked forward and gently pushed open the door. In an instant, light surged in, illuminating the chaotic world and driving away all the darkness.    

Han Feng suddenly saw light. His eyes were slightly stinging. When he saw the scene outside the door, he could not help but be stunned. This was not the outside of Wuya City. It did not even look like the architectural style of Great Zhou Dynasty.    

Han Feng walked out of the door. In an instant, the door closed and disappeared without a trace.    

"The buildings here have the style of ancient times. Those sword mountains are filled with terrifying sword intent. Could it be a powerful force that has been passed down from the ancient era? " Han Feng was shocked. The Divine Sword Continent had existed for countless years, and no force had been able to prosper for a long time. If this force had really been passed down from the ancient era, it would surely have an extremely powerful foundation. It couldn't be underestimated.    

Han Feng flew in the sky and found that those sword mountains were endless, many times larger than the Iron Sword Mountain. They were like the sun, moon, and fireflies.    

"This must be a prosperous Sword Cultivator." Han Feng murmured in his heart. A few breaths later, he arrived at the main gate of these sword mountains. There were a few big words written on it.    

"Devilish Heaven Sword Sect!"    

A storm was raging in Han Feng's heart. This place was actually the Devilish Heaven Sword Sect!    

"No, isn't the Devilish Heaven Sword Sect in decline? But now, it seemed like the ___ was still flourishing. Could it be that some other major power had taken over this place? But why hasn't the plaque changed? " Han Feng looked at those few words and was astonished. Every single word of the Devilish Heaven Sword Sect contained an extreme Dao Insight. One couldn't look at them for long, otherwise, they would be easily killed by the divine ability.    

Right at this moment, a few young Sword Cultivators disciples walked out from the mountain gate, and they were happily chatting with each other.    

"Say, the Sword Sovereign has been in seclusion for ten thousand years. Why hasn't he come out yet? Could it be?" An older disciple said softly, afraid that others would hear him.    

"Shh! Don't speak nonsense. The Sword Sovereign's cultivation is extraordinary. Even Buddha Emperor can't do anything to the Sword Sovereign. Even if he can't break through to the Monarch Stage, he won't hurt himself." Another disciple curled his lips, signaling him not to speak nonsense.    

"This isn't something we should discuss. We can't even break through to the Elemental Martial Stage. In the Sword Sect, we are the lowest ranked disciples, the matter of the Sword Sovereign. Let's not worry about this. We should go out and train. Let's increase our cultivation base. "    

When Han Feng heard the conversation between the three of them, his heart was filled with doubts. He faintly felt that something was not right.    

"Sword Emperor Old Ancestor? Could it be that Sword Emperor Motian from the Devilish Heaven Sword Sect? He has been in seclusion all this time? No, if he was still alive, why would he sit back and watch the sect get destroyed? Isn't this the time and space I'm in?"    

Han Feng descended from the sky and walked up to a few Sword Cultivators disciples. He slightly cupped his hands in greeting and spoke to them.    

"I'm Han Feng. May I ask if the 'Sword Emperor Old Ancestor' that everyone is talking about is Senior Sword Emperor Motian?"    

Han Feng's words came out of his mouth, but no one paid any attention to him. In the next moment, the few of them passed through Han Feng's body and continued walking forward.    

"I am still just a spiritual body. Could it be that the door that I opened sent me tens of thousands of years ago? Could it be that I was really in the era when Sword Emperor Motian was the ruler of Warring Domain?"