The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

In the Fengtian Hall, Yang Qiu was sitting cross-legged on a stone hassock in the middle of the main hall. Opposite him sat a tall and slender middle-aged man.    

    

The middle-aged man's arms seemed to be especially long, and there was even a section of his arms hanging down from the ground. His face was yellow, and his hair was black. He was casually wrapped in a thick linen cloth, making him look especially ancient.    

    

"Little guy, have you thought about it?"    

    

Uncle Feng could form a body, but he still could not leave Fengtian Hall and Yang Qiu's body.    

    

"Uncle Feng, I have thought it through. I want the Holy Battlefield to understand the spirit of Human Clan. I want to be a person worthy of the title of Human Clan. "    

    

Feng Faangya gave him a deep look, then sighed and nodded slowly.    

    

"You can go. Be careful. You are the last hope of Human Clan. "    

    

Yang Qiu respectfully bowed his head to Feng Faangya, then stood up. With the help of Fengtian Hall, he arrived at Fuxi Divine Palace.    

    

In the Fengtian Hall, the four small Divine Beasts were still in deep sleep. No one knew when they would wake up, but the Jianmu had recovered a lot of vitality. At least, it was much better than when Yang Qiu was reborn from the ashes.    

    

Perhaps, when Yang Qiu broke through to a certain realm, the vitality of the Jianmu would be restored, and the four little Divine Beasts would be restored as well.    

    

The Sky Barking Hound had been left in the Fengtian Hall by Yang Qiu. Now, it had completely become an old dog, and it didn't even have much activity. When he thought of the despicable and shameless number one dog in the Three Realms, Yang Qiu couldn't help but sigh.    

    

Actually, it was pretty good to be a dog like this. At least, this old man wouldn't ask for anything strange from him anymore.    

    

After confirming the direction of Holy Battlefield, Yang Qiu flew towards the magical void.    

    

In the past, he had the Heaven Seeking Sword, which allowed him to use the sword to fly, but now that he had the Chaotic Body, he no longer needed any external help in the Fuxi Divine Palace. The Fuxi Divine Palace was Feng Faangya's world, and Feng Faangya's True Spirit was entrusted to him. Therefore, although this world was broken, the rules still recognized Feng Faangya as their master.    

    

Compared to the last time, Yang Qiu's speed was a hundred times faster.    

    

Yang Qiu had an epiphany. The last time he came here, he was still a cultivator, but now, he was the successor of Feng Faangya.    

    

He sprinted towards Holy Battlefield. This time, he only used half a day's time to see the huge yellow broken planet in the void. He could clearly see the minaret that emerged from the top of the planet.    

    

In the millions of kilometers of radioactive meteorite belt, countless Divine Beast corpses were still floating in the air. Yang Qiu carefully avoided these meteorites and corpses, then he went to the hall where the fierce battle had taken place.    

    

The remains of the nine Human Clan Saint were still there, without any changes. The corpses of Heaven Clan, Asura, and Evil Ghosts were even more similar to the corpses of Heaven Clan, Asura, and Evil Ghosts. It was the same as before. The dead mighty figures of the Dao Sect were shocked, terrified, and shocked after being schemed against. They were still alive.    

    

The only change was the nine remains of the Human Clan Saint. Compared to the last time Yang Qiu saw them, they seemed to have lost a little bit of spiritual energy.    

    

He solemnly kowtowed three times to the nine remains of the Human Clan Saint. Yang Qiu was sitting in the main hall filled with corpses. He slowly sat down with his legs crossed in front of the regret of the Human Clan's Nine Saints.    

    

He had completely released his mind and body, and his heart was beating slowly along with his breathing. Then, slowly, the blood vessels in his body. . . His meridians also began to completely relax. There were all kinds of Human Clan mixed in this void. Dao Sect, alien race. . . The Qi of a mighty Buddha was slowly seeping out from the pores of his body. It seeped into his body.    

    

Some of these auras were holy, some were ancient, some were simple, some were evil, and some were mysterious. All in all, these auras slowly seeped into his body, allowing him to comprehend everything here.    

    

Holy Battlefield was an extremely dangerous place. The weakest among them was a Third Grade Of Great Luo Golden Immortal. An existence like this, even if it was the remains of a dead man, it would still be enough to cause Yang Qiu to die.    

    

However, Yang Qiu had chosen this place to cultivate.    

    

This was because the air here contained all kinds of Qi. It was the Qi of Buddhism, Dao, Human Clan, and the Qi of different races.    

    

These Qi had been entangled with each other for hundreds of millions of years, and when they were mixed together, they had long formed a strange balance. Yang Qiu's arrival was to truly comprehend the essence of all forces.    

    

The power of the foreign races was incomparably filthy and evil. However, after putting on the outer robe of Buddha Sect, it had become holy and dignified. The aura of the Dao Gate was mysterious and peaceful, but it also carried a fancy feeling.    

    

Only the aura of the Human Clan was very pure.    

    

It was a kind and gentle aura, but it was very thick and heavy.    

    

Time passed by slowly. Yang Qiu was slowly immersed in that mysterious enlightenment. His realm and strength were changing at a strange speed.    

    

This change directly affected the Chaotic Space in his body. A trace of chaotic energy was slowly produced in the Chaotic Space and entered his meridians. It mixed with the various energies that entered his body, forming a strange balance.    

    

Yang Qiu had completely entered a state where he forgot everything. In the Chaotic Space, on top of the Creation Wood in the Fengtian Hall, streams of green Qi were slowly seeping into his body. After that, they actually drifted out of his body and slowly probed this world.    

    

Yang Qiu had no idea what kind of changes were happening to his body.    

    

The green life force was like waves of water that started spreading around his body. One square meter, ten square meters, a hundred square meters. Gradually, the green life force wrapped the entire square in front of the main hall.    

    

The wooden pillars of the Jianmu in the Fengtian Hall were emitting a green glow.    

    

The green life force started to decompose the Divine Artifact that was inserted into the Saint's remains. At first, it was extremely slow, but gradually, it became faster and faster. In the end, it reached a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.    

    

The long spear on the corpse of the Nine Saints slowly melted into black liquid that flowed on the square of the main hall. Slowly, the liquid gathered into a puddle. This puddle of liquid was actually included by the green life force that was emitted by the Jianmu, and was slowly dragged into Yang Qiu's body.    

    

After this pool of liquid completely entered Yang Qiu's body, his Chaotic Space suddenly trembled. The strength of his body, the strength of his mind, and even his cultivation realm had increased by twofold.    

    

Originally, his strength was equivalent to the peak of the Golden Core realm, but now, he had entered a completely new realm.    

    

At that time, he had died at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, and had been reincarnated.    

    

This was the shadow of a shackle on the origin of his Spiritual Rose. Even Yang Qiu himself didn't know that such a shadow existed in his soul.    

    

But now, this shadow had been completely shattered. This was equivalent to him entering a smooth path. There wouldn't be any obstacles in the future.    

    

Various kinds of auras entered his body at an increasing speed, constantly trying to change Yang Qiu's physique. However, under the assimilation of the Chaotic Body, all of these auras became nutrients for his body. They could only grow stronger and strengthen his Chaotic Body.    

    

His body was getting stronger and stronger, and his soul was also getting stronger and stronger. The Chaotic Space in his Dantian was expanding at a visible rate. After such a long time, the Chaotic Space, which had a diameter of a thousand meters, had expanded to a diameter of five thousand meters.    

    

More and more chaotic energy was released. Under this cycle, Yang Qiu's strength was increasing at an even faster rate.    

    

When Yang Qiu opened his eyes, two rays of purple Qi flashed across his eyes. His Chaotic Space had expanded to a diameter of twenty thousand meters.    

    

His strength had also soared to the same level as a cultivator at the early Mahayana Period.    

    

What was even more terrifying was still ahead.    

    

All of a sudden, he understood all kinds of knowledge about Buddhism, Daoism, Alien Clans, and Human Clan.    

    

For example, knowledge about the formations of Human Clan, the alchemy of Daoism, the cultivation techniques of Buddhism, and the mysterious forging techniques of the Alien Clans and so on.    

    

The information contained in these knowledge was too great. It was so great that even Yang Qiu felt like he was about to collapse.    

    

Especially in his Chaotic Space, there was a ball of black liquid that was half a meter in diameter. This ball of black liquid seemed to be able to absorb even light.    

    

Yang Qiu naturally understood the magical effect of this ball of liquid.    

    

The ball of liquid slowly merged into his body from his Dantian. After that, his entire body turned into a handsome Heaven Clan.    

    

Then, he transformed into one or two extremely ugly Asura clansmen. After that, it was the people of the Evil Ghost Clan.    

    

Disguise, a perfect disguise, a disguise that even Saints couldn't see through.    

    

With this liquid, he could even run to the Saints and disguise himself as anyone from the three alien races.    

    

The knowledge he absorbed from the alien races allowed him to understand many things about the alien races.    

    

The alien race seemed noble and proud, but in reality, it was an incomparably lowly race.    

    

Sen Yan's rank was what this race relied on to maintain its development.    

    

Buddhist, Daoist, and alien. All kinds of knowledge made Yang Qiu feel like he had gained a great understanding.    

    

It was as if he had touched upon some threshold, and he knew some of the true mysteries of this world and the universe.    

    

This feeling was very magical, and also very subtle.    

    

Yang Qiu slowly stood up. The first form of the Three Styles Of Chaos was suddenly activated, but his hands were forming a series of hand seals. Surprisingly, he had used the Chaotic Force to perfectly activate the Dao Art.    

    

He had even imitated the same method to activate the cultivation technique of Buddha Sect, and it was still perfect.    

    

Now, he had completely embarked on a path that was completely different from the Human Clan Saint. His foundation was still that of a pure Human Clan, but he possessed the ability to disguise himself as a member of any other race.    

    

The changes in his strength and the advancement of his realm had naturally changed his vision.    

    

When he looked at the Holy Battlefield again, everything was a treasure.    

    

Not to mention the weapons that he had left behind, Even the meteorites drifting in the void of this world contained countless precious innate materials.    

    

"Hehe! Don't worry, these will all be mine sooner or later!"    

    

Yang Qiu's heart was suddenly filled with an incomparably powerful feeling. With a thought, he returned to the Fengtian Hall and saw Uncle Feng.    

    

When Uncle Feng saw Yang Qiu, he first frowned slightly, then nodded happily and said to Yang Qiu with a smile.    

    

"I didn't expect this, I didn't expect this at all. Alright, little guy. Your progress has exceeded my expectations. You can go back now. Don't disturb me for now, I should do it for your future. Prepare something properly. Mm, I'm looking forward to it. When you break through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, what kind of strength will you erupt with!?"    

    

Yang Qiu took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized that the Sky Barking Hound had changed its appearance. It came out from behind Uncle Feng, opened its mouth wide and laughed strangely at Yang Qiu.    

    

"Kid, master dog is back! Quick, bring me to find. . . Uh, Arthur, that golden-haired kid!"    

    

Yang Qiu's feet suddenly staggered and he almost fell to the ground.