World Wide Martial Art

Ye Feng followed Qixuan and kept moving forward in the endless divine light of Taixu. After walking for an unknown amount of time, a ray of white light suddenly lit up in the endless purple light.

"This is……"

Ye Feng looked intently and saw that the white light was actually a portal. It looked unusually tall and majestic, like a heavenly gate.

"This is the real entrance to the Ziwei Heavenly Ancestral Land."

Qi Xuan's eyes lit up, and he also became excited. The portal in front of him was unscathed, and it looked like there was no damage, so Ziwei Tiannei should also be intact.

"Ziweitian is known as the ancestral land of creation and is the richest among the five ancestral lands. The genius treasures here can not only allow you to break through to the holy realm, but also restore me to the untainted realm."

Qi Xuan quickened his pace, and Ye Feng hurriedly followed him. When the two came to the light door, they found that the threshold of the light door was covered with fine cracks, as if the entire light door would instantly shatter with a slight touch.

"this……"

Qi Xuan's face darkened. His previous idea seemed to be a little brighter. Ziweitian was also affected by the war.

"These lines..."

Ye Feng did not pay attention to the cracks in the door. Instead, he looked at the strange patterns on the threshold. These patterns contained extraordinary mysteries. One look at them made Ye Feng dizzy, just like the avenue runes on the Kunlun Tianzu Altar.

"This is the Ziwei Tiandao Pattern, which you cannot comprehend at your current level."

Qi Xuan waved his hand, interrupting Ye Feng's enlightenment, and led him directly into Ziwei Tian.

As soon as he entered Ziwei Tian, ​​Ye Feng smelled a burning smell of decay. He looked around, with raging anger in his eyes.

In front of him was a ruin, the land and mountains were all pitch black, and there were even remaining dark demonic fires burning.

These demonic fires were left countless years ago, and they still exist today. You can imagine how terrifying they are.

The entire Ziwei Tian has been turned into ruins, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the rivers have dried up. This scene is shocking.

Ye Feng seemed to have returned to the ancient times and witnessed the battle between the immortal world and the powerful enemy. That battle was so tragic that Ziwei Tiandu was destroyed in this battle.

"Damn, damn!"

Compared to Ye Feng, Qi Xuan was even more angry. He was a human in the immortal world and knew how magnificent Ziwei Tian was back then.

Today's ruins are completely different from the Ziwei Tian in his memory, which makes Qi Xuan's anger surge into the sky.

At the time of the ancient battle, Qi Xuan was not at the Ziweitian battlefield, so he did not know how tragic a battle occurred here. Now he understands why the world outside Ziweitian turned into a void of stars. It was all due to the influence of that battle. .

"Ziweitian is like this. Is the spirit of the ancestral land still alive? Can it be revived?"

A pessimistic thought appeared in Ye Feng's mind, but seeing Qixuan's sad and angry look, he did not say it out loud.

After a long time, Qi Xuan regained his composure. He also thought of the issues that Ye Feng was considering, and his expression couldn't help but become dull.

"I'll take you to the Ziwei Tianzu Altar first. If you can't revive the ancestral land, you'd better find a way to leave."

Qi Xuan shook his head. He originally planned to rely on Ziweitian's heavenly materials and earthly treasures to allow Ye Feng to break through to the Holy Demon Realm and restore him to the Unsullied Realm. Now it seems to be a complete delusion.

"Um."

Ye Feng nodded slightly, said nothing, and walked with Qixuan deep into Ziwei Tian.

Along the way, everything was a broken scene. Ziwei Tian had become ruins. The further they walked, the less confident Ye Feng felt.

In this scene in Ziweitian, there is a high probability that the ancestral spirit of Ziweitian has also fallen.

Not long after, Ye Feng and Qi Xuan came to the Ziwei Tianzu Altar. This place was an altar like the Kunlun Tianzu Altar, but it was also broken.

The entire Ziwei Tianzu Altar has been broken into several pieces and scattered around. Qi Xuan's eyes turned red when he saw this scene.

Ye Feng did not speak, but silently took out the Kunlun Heavenly Ancestral Token. He saw that the Ancestral Token emitted a faint white light. The white light kept vibrating, as if it was sensing something.

"Maybe there is still a chance!"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed towards the fragments of Ziweitian Altar. He pieced these fragments together to restore the ancestral altar.

It's just that the ancestral altar has experienced the baptism of war and has been shattered. Although Ye Feng pieced it together, there are still many places missing and no corresponding fragments have been found.

"Senior Qixuan, help me look for him."

Ye Feng said to Qi Xuan while looking for the incomplete fragments.

"It's already like this, what else are you looking for?"

Qi Xuan sat on a stone slab with a disappointed look on his face, shook his head and said: "The ancestral altar is broken. Even if you put it back together completely or even restore it to its original appearance, it will be useless."

"The spirit of Ziwei Tianzu Earth has definitely fallen..."

Seeing Qixuan like this, Ye Feng knew that he was counting on Qixuan, so he immediately started looking for him.

Qi Xuan gave up, but Ye Feng didn't give up yet. He still retained a trace of hope.

In this way, for the next three days, Ye Feng searched for the incomplete fragments sleeplessly, and finally found most of the fragments, leaving only the largest fragment missing.

"Where did this piece go?"

Ye Feng frowned. He almost searched the Ziwei sky, but couldn't find the last fragment.

This fragment is obviously very large and should be very conspicuous, but why can't it be found?

"Stop working, let's leave quickly and head to other ancestral lands. Ziweitian has been destroyed."

Qi Xuan lay on the stone slab and said to Ye Feng sleepily. In the past three days, Ye Feng had been looking for broken pieces, and he had been lying on the stone slab to sleep out of boredom. It was completely ruined.

"No, I always feel that there is still a chance."

Ye Feng shook his head. He clenched the Kunlun Heavenly Ancestral Token in his hand. The Ancestral Token was still trembling, but the trembling frequency was stronger than before.

This increase in vibration frequency is related to the degree of recovery of the Ziwei Tianzu Altar, so Ye Feng concluded that the spirit of the Ziwei Tianzu Altar may not be dead yet, and he still has a chance to revive the ancestral land.

At this moment, Ye Feng noticed the stone slab under Qixuan and quickly went over to lift it open.

"Hey, you're still angry!"

Qi Xuan rolled to the ground, jumped up immediately, and glared at Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng turned a blind eye to him and stared closely at the stone slab in front of him. The stone slab was smooth and flat without any avenue runes. This was not a fragment of the ancestral altar.

"Is not it……"

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, feeling a little desperate. He had searched all over Ziweitian, but could not find the last fragment.

"This is the only thing left to restore the ancestral altar..."

Ye Feng clenched his fists feebly. The shape of the stone slab in front of him was different from the broken fragments of the ancestral altar. It was obvious that he had seen it wrong.

"Boy, I'm talking to you!"

Qi Xuan's eyes widened, he stepped forward and kicked the stone slab in front of Ye Feng.

"boom!"

The stone slab flew up, carrying a large amount of soil with it, and then a stone slab engraved with avenue runes appeared under the soil.

"it's here!"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he completely ignored Qi Xuan who was provoking trouble. He immediately threw himself to the ground and pulled the stone slab out of the ground.