RNP Chapter 62 The God-Making Project Begins
Chapter 62 The God-Making Project Begins
Chapter 62 The God-Making Project Begins
The crimson light gradually receded and returned to Lin Feng's body, and the five 100,000-year soul rings that exuded terrifying pressure also disappeared.
All eyes were fixed on the young man in the center of the arena who slowly opened his eyes.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, feeling the vast power surging within his body, and the sense of complete fulfillment deep within his soul, a feeling of merging with the ancient dragon king's bloodline.
He stood up, his figure seemingly unchanged, but deep within his open eyes emanated supreme majesty.
Just then, Poison Undying's burly figure, like a moving mountain, instantly flew in front of Lin Feng. His usual domineering and heroic expression was replaced by an almost solemn excitement.
He stretched out his large, thick hand, grabbed Lin Feng's right wrist, and lifted his arm high!
"Everyone!!"
Poison Undying's voice boomed like thunder, containing surging soul power that instantly shattered the silence and bewilderment in the plaza, clearly reaching everyone's ears: "Today, we have all witnessed a miracle! This is not only an unprecedented blessing for our Body Sect in a thousand years, but also an auspicious omen for the future prosperity of our Heavenly Soul Empire!!"
He gripped Lin Feng's raised arm tightly, as if to pass on this power and glory to everyone: "This is divine blessing upon my Body Sect! Divine blessing upon my Heavenly Soul Empire!"
The sound surged and roared, like the beating of war drums.
After a brief pause, an elderly man with white hair and beard, exuding a deep aura, suddenly roared from below the stage, "May Heaven bless my Body Sect!!!"
It was as if a fuse had been lit.
"May the Heavenly Soul Empire be blessed!!" Another old man then raised his arm and shouted.
The young disciples transformed all their shock, envy, and even a hint of awe into the most fervent shouts: "May Heaven bless the Body Sect! May Heaven bless the Heavenly Soul Empire!"
"May Heaven Bless the Body Sect! May Heaven Bless the Heavenly Soul Empire!"
The sound waves rose higher and higher, like a tsunami, surging and echoing across the square surrounded by mountains, as if trying to break through the clouds and reach the sky.
Countless gazes were fixed intently on Du Busi and Lin Feng, whom he had lifted up. Those gazes were filled with hope for the sect's prosperity and confidence in the empire's future.
Amidst the deafening roar, Du Busi released his grip, patted Lin Feng's shoulder heavily, and looked at him with undisguised admiration.
But at this moment, Lin Feng had many thoughts on his mind.
The original memory of the God-Making Plan that was read from Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was to create an "Ice God" based on the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion "Ice Emperor".
Lin Feng, however, followed the path of fire, which is why his attack was delayed.
Now that we have the successful experience of the Fire Dragon King's torso bone, there is hope for the Ice Dragon King's skull, and the god-making plan should be launched.
Tang San —
The name of that old dog rolled through his mind. This so-called pure and immaculate "God King" disregarded the rules of the divine realm and almost annihilated him.
After a brief period of anger came an even more urgent sense of crisis and an incredibly clear path forward.
To become stronger — it must be faster and stronger.
The emergence of the Body Sect and the first appearance of the Holy Spirit Cult—undercurrents surged across the Douluo Continent. He had to work harder to become stronger in order to gain a foothold and not be controlled by any person or organization.
Awakening the Fiery Dragon Body and obtaining the power of the Fire Dragon King's origin is just a starting point, far from enough.
"Sect Master," Lin Feng turned to Du Busi beside him, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable solemnity, "I have an important matter that I need to discuss with you privately. Let's conclude today's ceremony here."
Upon hearing this, Du Busi's gaze lingered on his calm face for a moment before he simply nodded: "Okay, that's fine."
He turned to his disciples, still immersed in excitement and discussion in the square, and his voice boomed, silencing all the noise: "Silence! Today's awakening ceremony is over! Everyone, go your separate ways! Dismissed!"
No one dared to disobey the sect leader's words; they all bowed respectfully, and the excited chatter gradually dissipated.
Once the square was empty again, Du Busi looked at Lin Feng and said, "Let's go."
Without another word, the two moved swiftly, leaving the plaza area and passing through several heavily guarded stone corridors, finally arriving at a secret chamber deep within the mountain. Poison Undying opened the heavy stone door using a special technique and stepped inside first.
The secret room was small and simply furnished, with only a stone table and benches. Several gemstones emitting a soft white light were inlaid on the walls, illuminating the room.
What is most special is that the inside of the stone walls and stone gates is engraved with intricate runes, which faintly emit energy fluctuations that isolate the inside from the outside, obviously possessing extremely strong protective and anti-peeping functions.
"This place is absolutely safe. Even a Title Douluo cannot detect it." Du Busi closed the stone door, the heavy sound echoing in the enclosed space.
He walked to the stone table and sat down, looking up at Lin Feng with a serious expression. "Now, we can talk."
What is so important?
"I want to know," Lin Feng sat down opposite Du Busi, looking directly at the Super Douluo, and went straight to the point, "the fundamental reason why the Sect Master's cultivation is stuck at level ninety-eight and he has never been able to reach the pinnacle."
Upon hearing this, Du Bu Si's usual magnanimous smile slowly faded, his eyes became deep, and he remained silent for several breaths.
The sealed room was so quiet that the faintest sound of airflow could be heard deep within the stone walls.
"You ask this—" he began slowly, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible vicissitude and solemnity, "It sounds complicated, but it's actually quite simple. Eight words: success comes from a poisonous body, failure comes from a poisonous body."
He raised his right hand, its knuckles thick and its skin faintly glowing with a dark bluish hue, his fingers slightly clenched: "My brother and I both possess innate poisonous bodies in our martial souls. This innate poison has been deeply ingrained in our meridians since the day our martial souls awakened. The deeper our cultivation, the more potent the poison, and the stronger the backlash. Level ninety-eight is already a feat achieved through our immense willpower..."
The limit that great opportunities can reach. Take another step forward—"
He shook his head, not continuing, but the heaviness and a hint of helplessness in his unfinished words were already evident.
The meridians and soul core have been eroded by the primordial poison for many years. If they forcibly break through the limit barrier, they will probably perish before they succeed.
"Just as I suspected." A look of understanding flashed across Lin Feng's eyes, confirming his suspicions. He continued in a steady voice, "If I were to say—I have a method that can help the Sect Master resolve the backlash from his innate poisonous body and ascend to—the level ninety-ninth Limit Douluo realm."
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Time seemed to stand still inside the sealed room.
Poison Undying's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at Lin Feng, as if trying to pierce through the young man's skin to see if he was spouting nonsense or dreaming.
Three full breaths passed before he finally managed to squeeze out a dry, almost distorted voice from his throat: "What did you just say? I didn't hear you."
"I said, I have a method that can help the sect leader resolve the backlash from his innate poisonous body and reach the level of a ninety-ninth-level Limit Douluo."
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