Early in the morning. About seven or eight o’clock.

Jiang Feng sat alone in the room of the inn, meditating and practicing martial arts. In fact, this meditation had begun yesterday when Jiang Feng and the other four stayed in the inn. However, Jiang Fengtian was unable to enter such a state despite the fact that he had no distracting thoughts when meditating.

Actually, for someone like Jiang Feng who had a lot of experience in cultivation, it was very simple to enter a meditative state without any distractions in his heart. The reason why he was unable to enter this time was because he had always been in his body. What kind of power did this newly born power belong to?

First of all, it’s very strong. There’s no doubt about that.

In the past, Jiang Feng had barely fought against Emperor Realm people, but now, Jiang Feng estimated that it would be easy for him to kill a Saint Realm cultivator. Even if an Emperor Realm expert were to fight Jiang Feng now, Jiang Feng was confident that he had the strength to fight.

Jiang Feng used to be only a middle King realm cultivator, but now he was able to fight an Emperor realm expert. No matter how calm Jiang Feng’s personality was, he would inevitably be excited.

Moreover, Jiang Feng wasn’t a very calm person. In the Mortal Realm, the God Realm, Primordial world, and Jiang Feng had not done enough to gamble with their lives?

Take this fusion of the four powers for example. This was also a life-and-death battle.

Secondly, Jiang Feng felt that the most terrifying thing about this power was that it could actually simulate all kinds of forms of power.

For example, when Jiang Feng used it to activate the Heavenly Ear Opening of Buddhism, the scope of the Heavenly Ear Opening would change according to the strength of Jiang Feng’s energy transmission. Jiang Feng used it to cast a magic forbidden spell. Not to mention the speed at which it was cast, its power was even stronger than before.

Finally, the potential of this power was something that Jiang Feng found difficult to estimate. Right now, he still didn’t understand how to use this power, how to cultivate and strengthen it. If he knew this, how powerful would Jiang Feng be?

It was precisely because of this that Jiang Feng found it difficult to calm down.

Fortunately, Jiang Feng had finally entered a state where his heart was still as still as water and his distracting thoughts were gone.

Just as he entered this state, he suddenly felt his soul rising again.

Jiang Feng remembered that he had encountered this feeling before at the Miao Yun Immortal Store. Just like that time, after Jiang Feng’s soul had ascended to the top of the sky, a white hole released a tremendous suction force to suck Jiang Feng’s soul in.

It was also that vast white space. Inside the space stood a middle-aged man who looked like a giant. This middle-aged man looked sacred and dignified.

“It’s you again? Who exactly are you? Also, what did you mean by what you said last time?”

The middle-aged man made a “stop” gesture towards Jiang Feng. He opened his mouth and said, “This Seamless Domain is jointly arranged by nine eight-star Heavenly Knights. The Heavenly Knights have recently consumed a lot of strength, so they won’t be able to maintain it for long.”

The middle-aged man didn’t quite understand what Jiang Feng meant. However, he could more or less tell that the person in front of him had expended a great price on bringing his soul into this space. Therefore, he didn’t want Jiang Feng to ask too many questions and waste time.

Jiang Feng simply shut his mouth and stopped talking. The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Feng and nodded in satisfaction.

“The power in your body is called ‘Formless Force’. I don’t know how to cultivate it. However, you can go to the Heavenly Clan Domain and find the Formless Forbidden Land within it. The Heavenly Fate Plate once said that you will find the answer you want there.”

“What answer? I don’t even know what question I want to ask!”

Hu …

Jiang Feng suddenly woke up. He gasped heavily, as if a drowning man had extended his head out of the water.

The sunlight outside the window shone into Jiang Feng’s room. Jiang Feng carefully recalled what he had experienced just now.

The Seamless Domain. Eight-star Heaven knows. Formless power. No Forbidden Land. The Heavenly Fate Plate.

This was the first time Jiang Feng had heard of each of these five nouns, but Jiang Feng still took them seriously and memorized them. He could already feel that he had already entered into a huge event.

As for what this “huge event” was, Jiang Feng estimated that he would have to rely on himself to slowly find the answer.

Du Du Du …

Outside Jiang Feng’s room, there was a knock on the door. Si Ruxue’s voice sounded, “Big Brother Jiang, the time has come. Zhu Hongfu and Zhu Zhi’s people have already entered the Mausoleum of the Emperor’s Soul. The tournament should start soon.”

“So fast?”

Jiang Feng felt that he hadn’t stayed in the Seamless Domain for long. He hadn’t expected that it was already noon.

Jiang Feng quickly changed his clothes and went out to wash them.

When he opened the door, Jiang Feng saw that Si Ruxue, Hua Ruoyan, and Yu Zhu had already prepared everything for him. Jiang Feng nodded to the three of them and said, “Let’s go, let’s go to the Mausoleum of the Emperor’s Soul.”

The people of the Zhu Imperial Clan were going to hold a funeral for the deceased Patriarch here, and the next Patriarch would be chosen through a martial contest. Such a big matter, the outside of the Mausoleum of Emperor Soul was naturally heavily guarded, and it was definitely not something that anyone who wanted to enter could enter.

Fortunately, Jiang Feng had already prepared. When he arrived at the Mausoleum of Emperor Soul, Qian Feijue took the initiative to greet him at the door.

With Qian Feijue leading the way, naturally no one dared to stop Jiang Feng and the others. Jiang Feng brought Si Ruxue and the others directly to the periphery of the Heavenly Sacrificial Holy Land in the Mausoleum of the Emperor’s Soul.

The Sacred Land of Heaven Sacrifice was very vast, and Jiang Feng and the others were standing on the outskirts of the place, looking inconspicuous.

There were no decorations in the entire Heaven Sacrificial Holy Land, only a huge altar in the middle.

As the current Patriarch of the Zhu Imperial Clan, Zhu Hongfu was currently performing a ceremony on the rooftop to offer sacrifices to the ancestors of the Zhu Imperial Clan. This ceremony was for the old patriarch who had passed away. After Zhu Hongfu and Zhu Zhi decided on the outcome, the successor of the patriarch would have to perform another ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens to inform the ancestors.

Jiang Feng and the others arrived a little late, so the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens and ancestors was almost over.

Jiang Feng, who was standing at the periphery of the Sacred Land of Heaven Sacrifice, cast a glance. Zhu Zhi and Zhu Hongfu’s people were divided into two phalanxes, and they stood clearly apart.

Jiang Feng did not see Zhu Jinze on Zhu Hongfu’s side.

While Jiang Feng was still puzzled, Yu Zhu muttered, “Eh? Why isn’t Zhu Jinze here? Is something wrong?”

Jiang Feng frowned slightly. He circulated his Heavenly Ear Pass to search for it, wanting to see if there was Zhu Jinze’s voice.

However, Jiang Feng had heard all the voices in Zhu’s Imperial Palace, but he still couldn’t find the voice that belonged to Zhu Jinze. In addition, no one in Zhu’s Imperial Palace talked about anything related to Zhu Jinze.

Jiang Feng’s intuition told him that something was wrong. After thinking for a while, Jiang Feng said to Yu Zhu beside him, “Yu Zhu, why don’t you bring Ruxue to Zhu’s Imperial Palace to check if something really happened to Zhu Jinze? If there’s any news, immediately use the Primordial Chaos Star Disk to inform me.”

“Yes!” Yu Zhu answered and left with Si Ruxue.

Hua Ruoyan continued to accompany Jiang Feng. It wasn’t that Jiang Feng wanted her to accompany him, but that Hua Ruoyan’s cultivation wasn’t enough. Along with Yu Zhu and the others, apart from causing them trouble, the other effects were basically zero.

While Jiang Feng was paying attention to the Imperial Soul Mausoleum competition, there were also people who were also paying attention to the competition.

For example, Feng Mudong and Leng Qinghuai, who were standing on the spirit tablet building of the Mausoleum of Emperor Soul, were among the people who were watching this battle.

Feng Mudong looked at the Heaven Sacrificing Holy Land from afar, and the grandmist star plate in his hand kept ringing. He couldn’t help but complain, “Hey, I said Lao Leng, why did this Zhu Zhi only contact my grandmist astrolabe and not you?”

Leng Qinghuai glanced at Feng Mudong indifferently, and then directly took out a grandmist astrolabe that had been split in half from his bosom. Obviously, this grandmist star plate was destroyed by Leng Qinghuai himself.

Feng Mo Dong was speechless when he saw this. He gave Leng Qing Huai a thumbs up and said, “Alright, you’re tall, I admire you. No wonder you went to see Zhu Zhi and prepared a new grandmist astrolabe. So you expected this.”

Leng Qinghuai smiled and said, “Zhu Zhi really thought that the Star Lord would help him ascend to the position of Zhu Imperial Clan’s Clan Chief. He didn’t think that even if he was Zhu Yonghong’s adopted son, he would be able to ascend to the position of Zhu Imperial Clan’s Clan Chief? If he forcefully ascended, countless people from the Zhu Imperial Clan would refuse him.”

“So the person the Star Lord is actually going to help is Zhu Hongfu, but I don’t understand. Since the Star Lord is going to help Zhu Hongfu, then why did he incite Zhu Zhi to compete with Zhu Hongfu for the position of Patriarch of the Zhu Imperial Clan?” Feng Mo asked.

Leng Qinghuai looked at Feng Mudong with an idiotic gaze. He said unhappily, “If Zhu Zhi didn’t compete with Zhu Hongfu, then why would Zhu Hongfu agree to the Star Lord and hand over Zhu’s Imperial Palace to him when he wins?”

“I see. Star Lord is truly wise.” Feng Mudong sighed.

Rustle rustle rustle rustle …

The sound of shovels shoveling dirt into the pit rang out continuously. Although the eyes of a young man in the pit were tightly closed, he could still see the rhythm of his chest. From this, it could be seen that this man was still alive.

“Hurry up, hurry up, bury him and leave. This place is too fucking weird. It’s still dark in broad daylight, making my back feel cold.”

“Don’t just talk about me, you should also be more nimble yourself. I won’t do this wicked thing of burying the living again, no matter how much money I give you next time. Thinking about it makes me feel unconscionable.”

‘”Pah! This father buried his own son alive. He didn’t feel that his conscience was wrong. What kind of Bodhisattva are you going to be? Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense and quickly bury him!”

The soil was shoveled into the pit, and very quickly, the entire pit was filled up. Lying in the pit, Zhu Jinze could clearly feel the pain of suffocation.

Zhu Jinze knew that the two servants who buried him alive had already left.

However, Zhu Jinze was simply unable to climb out of the pit. It wasn’t that his hands and feet were tied or that the soil was covered too much. It was because Zhu Jinze had been tortured last night, and the Origin World had already shattered and cracked.

Now, he had become a cripple, so crippled that he didn’t even have the strength to move his fingers.