After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

As soon as he entered the God Burial Valley, the feeling of being enveloped and spied on emerged again.

The outside was no different from the previous two times when I came in. It was still shrouded in fog. From time to time, a few resentful beasts would emerge from inside and rush towards Xia Feng.

The Resentful Beast still seemed to have no brains. It was even more stupid than the Sword Demon. It fought around Xia Feng for a long time, and then was smashed to pieces by Xia Feng with his sword.

Xia Feng guessed that the prying eyes should be from the Dragon of Nine Mists in the core area, but it had no plans to appear for the time being, so Xia Feng could only continue to explore the core area of ​​the God Burial Valley.

After exploring for a certain distance, Xia Feng recalled the original location of the ancient temple and continued to deal with the resentful beasts in front of him.

When they reached the back, Xia Feng's body was already covered with a layer of strong resentment, which was all deposited after Xia Feng killed the Resentful Beast.

When he groped for the ancient temple, he felt that he had entered the inner perimeter of the Valley of the Burial Gods. Although his expression was still very relaxed, he was already a little more wary.

The door of the ancient temple was closed tightly, not welcoming him in like the last time he came.

Xia Feng hesitated for a moment. Although he wanted to go in and explore more, he finally resisted the idea.

Although he was sure that his Heaven Burying Sword could break through the door of this ancient temple, he was not sure about the situation in the God Burying Valley.

Nowadays, everything in the God Burial Valley is very friendly to him, and it can even be said that they treat him differently from other people.

This may have something to do with the ancient gods on the murals. If Xia Feng rashly attacked the ancient temple and angered the beings inside, the gain would outweigh the loss.

He looked around at the surroundings, hesitated for a moment, and chose the direction with the thickest fog to continue exploring.

Just after taking two steps, Xia Feng suddenly felt that the prying eyes that had fallen on him became more obvious.

Xia Feng's footsteps stopped in place, and the phantom of the Nine Mist Dragon emerged from the thick fog.

Its huge head was surrounded by a thick fog, with only a pair of exceptionally bright eyes exposed.

"You made a wise choice, little one."

Xia Feng was startled, and then realized that the Dragon of Nine Mists was saying that he did not attack the closed gate of the ancient temple rashly.

A sly smile appeared on his face, and he made up his mind not to let the Dragon of Nine Mists know about his previous intention to attack.

"Don't think too much, your thoughts are not hidden from my eyes."

The Dragon of Nine Mists said something convoluted, and Xia Feng's mind moved when he heard it, and he seemed to have thought of some possibility.

The huge dragon head of the Nine Mist Dragon nodded: "You are right, in this God Burial Valley, I can feel all the emotions of existence."

Xia Feng coughed lightly. He thought that the Nine Mist Dragons had such abilities both in the God Burial Valley and outside. Unexpectedly, there were restrictions.

The thoughts in his head were once again detected by the Nine Mist Dragon. The dragon head in mid-air coughed lightly and muttered in a low voice: "I was able to do this with the help of the Resentment Mist. It's not as powerful as you think." "Not even the Ancient God or my master can detect other people's emotions out of thin air. You think everything is too simple."

Xia Feng was startled and heard another piece of news from its words. The ancient god or the master of the Nine Mist Dragon?

Does the Nine Mist Dragon's words mean that its owner is not an ancient god?

The head of the Nine Mist Dragon sank a little lower, getting a little closer to Xia Feng: "Little guy, it's better not to be too curious about some things."

"However, my master is indeed not an ancient god. His existence is older than the ancient gods, and is far beyond what those ancient gods can match."

Xia Feng was not sure whether this was a true description, or whether the Nine Mist Dragon had a filter of admiration for his master. In either case, these things were very far away for him.

Now he has only cultivated the Devil's Avenue and the Heavenly Sword Avenue to the realm of the Demon and God. He is far away from the Divine Lord and Emperor, let alone the Ancient God.

Xia Feng just thought for a moment and didn't ask any more questions. He retracted his mind and changed the subject: "Lord Jiuwu, is this direction to the core of the God Burial Valley?"

The Nine Mist Dragon hesitated, read Xia Feng's thoughts for a long time, and then explained in a subtle tone: "The place where you are now has not even reached the inner perimeter. Don't be so ambitious and think about the core place. Think of a solution first. Let’s talk about it when we get to the inner area.”

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, and then asked in surprise: "We haven't reached the inner area yet? How is this possible? The resentful beasts near the ancient temple are all at the level of God of War."

The Nine Mist Dragon sneered and pressed its huge dragon head down again, allowing Xia Feng to clearly see the emotions in its dragon eyes.

"You have also been to the God's Domain and seen the inheritance of the God King and God Emperor. It's not like you haven't seen the cultivation of the blood beasts and sword demons inside."

Xia Feng paused, and did not ask why the Nine Mist Dragon knew about his affairs in the God's Domain. Instead, he was thinking about the difference.

After a long while, he hesitated and said: "But that is the realm of gods. Even the existence of gods and true gods is because of the support of divine power."

"Before Daxia, there was no divine power at all. Even if these resentful beasts were once at the level of divine kings and emperors, they should dissipate with the passage of time."

Xia Feng really didn't want to understand. The Nine Mist Dragon didn't explain the principle to Xia Feng. He just shook his head and said: "You don't understand the master's greatness at all, nor do you understand what happened back then."

Xia Feng was originally waiting for the Dragon of Nine Mists to continue speaking, but after the Dragon of Nine Mists finished speaking, he did not speak again. Despite the curiosity in Xia Feng's heart, which was like a cat clawing at him, he did not speak again to answer his doubts.

"Okay, little guy, I just came here to see you on a whim. You still need to walk the rest of the way on your own."

The Nine Mist Dragon paused for a moment, and then continued: "I can't give you too many hints, but you can think about what you lack most now."

After saying this, the Dragon of Nine Mists raised its head, and its whole body was submerged in the thick fog. In the blink of an eye, there was no trace. I don't know if it has returned to the core place, or if it is hidden in the thick fog and continues to spy. Looking at Xia Feng's situation.

Xia Feng didn't care about the situation over there. He tightened his grip on the Heavenly Burial Sword in his hand and continued to explore in the direction with the thickest fog. As he walked, he kept thinking in doubt, what did he lack most now?

This question is a bit difficult to answer. Xia Feng feels that he seems to be lacking everything and yet seems to be lacking nothing.

Suddenly asked by the Dragon of Nine Mists, he could not imagine what he needed most right now. (End of chapter)