Chapter 1422: 1421 Dragon Venerable's Memories

Chapter 1422: Chapter 1421 Dragon Venerable’s Memories

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

In just over a month, apart from the Spirit Emperor Temple, the other seven divine palaces had been completed and quickly attracted numerous powerful individuals.

It was as if with a blink, a terrifying great power was born.

The birth of the seven divine palaces shocked countless powers both large and small, and their presence was a hundred times more terrifying than the original Eight Heavenly Emperors!

The Ling Realm was guarded by the powerful Dragon God Clan, and after Gu Yuan’s failure, no one executed the task of constructing the Spirit Emperor Temple.

Gu Yuan had not appeared in the Ling Realm again.

The task of constructing the Spirit Emperor Temple had always been Gu Yuan’s, and it was not transferred to anyone else.

So, without Gu Yuan taking action, the construction of the Spirit Emperor Temple naturally couldn’t proceed.

In half a month, under Feng Wuchen’s intense cultivation, he finally broke through to the late stage of the Heavenly Deity Realm and had solidified his level.

A month’s retreat in the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower was equivalent to six months of cultivation.

In these six months, Feng Wuchen advanced two levels, breaking from the early stage to the late stage of the Heavenly Deity Realm.

The terrifying speed of cultivation left people in awe.

“Heaven favors the persistent, I finally broke through to the late stage of the Heavenly Deity Realm! I’m not far from becoming a Heavenly Emperor, haha.” Breaking through to the late stage of the Heavenly Deity Realm, Feng Wuchen was extremely excited and couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

Extreme terrifying power continued to clash within Feng Wuchen’s body as if it was about to burst out. That sense of immense strength made Feng Wuchen incredibly thrilled, eager to immediately test the terrifying power of the late-stage Heavenly Deity Realm.

“Late stage of the Heavenly Deity Realm! With the Dragon God Transformation and the Divine Artifact, I can rival a strong Heavenly Emperor of the initial stage!” Feng Wuchen exclaimed excitedly.

With Feng Wuchen’s current cultivation, using Dragon God Transformation, his combat power could soar to the peak of the late stage of the Heavenly Deity Realm. Activating the Heavenly Dao Divine Power alongside the Supreme Physique Third Stage and the Divine Artifact, the power unleashed was enough to contend with an initial stage Heavenly Emperor.

Beneath the Tiandi Realm, Feng Wuchen was absolutely invincible!

“Here it comes again!” Amidst his excitement, Feng Wuchen’s expression changed drastically as a massive amount of information suddenly surged from the depths of his mind, and the throbbing headache spread instantly throughout his body.

A vast range of memories about the Dragon Venerable reappeared in Feng Wuchen’s mind, mostly about Dragon Venerable himself, and began including individuals Feng Wuchen had encountered, such as the Great Elder of the Tianzun Divine Palace Zhuge Wuji, Grand Venerable, and many other terrifying powerhouses, along with some people Feng Wuchen had never met.

After a few minutes, the throbbing sensation gradually faded.

“Phew!” Feng Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief and said, “That was really unpleasant.”

With a thought, Feng Wuchen immediately exited the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower, eagerly breathing in fresh air.

“When will Dragon Venerable’s memories fully awaken after all these years?” Feng Wuchen thought gloomily. Just the thought of it was overwhelming; the newly awakened memories seemed like headless flies scurrying around in Feng Wuchen’s mind, while an countless stream of images played like a sped-up recording.

The recently awakened memories forced their way into Feng Wuchen’s mind without his consent.

After slowly digesting the memories, Feng Wuchen began to feel a bit better.

“Brother Feng, what’s wrong?” Ling Xiaoxiao asked with concern, noticing Feng Wuchen’s pale face and growing anxious.

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, shook his head, and said, “It’s nothing, much better now.”

“The Dragon Venerable has so many powerful Immortal Decisions and Divine Arts! No wonder he could contend with the Heavenly Sovereigns back when he was at the peak of the Nine Heavens Realm.” Quickly browsing through Dragon Venerable’s memories, Feng Wuchen was utterly shocked.

“Wait! This is… an ancient Divine Art! This Yan Sheng Decree is actually an ancient Divine Art!” Feng Wuchen’s heart was shaken once more.

“The Yan Sheng Decree can instantly heal injuries! That’s terrifying!” From Dragon Venerable’s memories, Feng Wuchen learned that the Yan Sheng Decree could instantly heal injuries, leaving him completely stunned.

Other powerful Divine Arts and Immortal Decisions had already shocked Feng Wuchen, but the fear invoked by the Yan Sheng Decree was simply unparalleled.

“Brother Feng? Brother Feng? What are you thinking about?” Seeing Feng Wuchen distracted and shocked, Ling Xiaoxiao curiously asked.

“Oh, it’s nothing.” Feng Wuchen quickly snapped out of it.

“By the way, Xiaoxiao, you and Qingqing should enter the Seventh Layer space to cultivate, and within a short period, you’ll break through the Heavenly Monarch Realm.” Feng Wuchen continued.

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly, “Qingyang and the others should cultivate first, we’ll take turns entering the Seventh Layer, time is abundant now, and our cultivation will improve rapidly.”

“Hmm.” Feng Wuchen nodded and asked, “Has anything happened during the month I’ve been in seclusion?”

“Shortly after Brother Feng entered seclusion, a person named Gu Yuan came to the Ling Realm wanting to rebuild the Spirit Emperor Temple, but was defeated by Long Yun, and the Spirit Emperor Temple was not built after that, the powerhouses of the Dragon God Clan are truly formidable,” Ling Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

“Gu Yuan?” Upon hearing this familiar name, Feng Wuchen’s mind instantly flooded with information about a person.

Gu Yuan, Dragon Venerable’s disciple!

“Strange, isn’t Gu Yuan Dragon Venerable’s disciple? Why did he become someone from the Tianzun Divine Palace? In Dragon Venerable’s memories, Long Yun couldn’t have defeated Gu Yuan, and aside from Gu Yuan, even Yu Yan Fairy has betrayed the Dragon Venerable, what on earth is going on?” Feng Wuchen wondered with a frown.

“Brother Feng, what’s the matter?” Ling Xiaoxiao asked.

“It’s nothing,” Feng Wuchen replied, “They won’t give up on the Ling Realm, so the Spirit Emperor Temple will surely be rebuilt, we mustn’t let them succeed.”

“Brother Jueqing said the same thing.” Ling Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly.

“By the way, Brother Feng, you’ve been in seclusion for a month, equivalent to six months of cultivation, you must have broken through, right?” Ling Xiaoxiao asked curiously, her large, bright eyes fixed on Feng Wuchen.

“Of course, would your Brother Feng cultivate without breaking through?” Feng Wuchen replied with a proud smile.

“Let me guess, with Brother Feng’s talent, going into seclusion for six months with the help of a Primordial Spirit Stone, breaking through the late stage of the Heavenly Deity Realm wouldn’t be a problem,” Ling Xiaoxiao guessed with a smile.

“Clever! Thanks to the Primordial Spirit Stone, it’s a wonderful treasure containing immense power, if careful, even those in the Heavenly Monarch Realm can cultivate with it.” Feng Wuchen affectionately pinched Ling Xiaoxiao’s cheek.

“Looks like I should quickly break through to the Heavenly Monarch Realm, and with the help of the Primordial Spirit Stone, breaking through the Heavenly Deity Realm won’t be far behind.” Ling Xiaoxiao happily said with a smile.

Affectionately tapping Ling Xiaoxiao’s forehead, Feng Wuchen laughed, “Breakthrough to the Heavenly Monarch first, or if you don’t hurry, I’ll be in the Heavenly Emperor Realm.”

“That’s because Brother Feng’s cultivation speed is too monstrous, we can’t do anything about it.” Ling Xiaoxiao spread her hands, showing an adorable expression of helplessness.

“Whoosh!”

At that moment, a sonic boom suddenly echoed, and a black line shot into the hall.

Landing two inches away from Feng Wuchen, an invitation card dropped.

“Alchemy Conference?” Feng Wuchen exclaimed, surprised, as he looked at the four large characters on the invitation card.