infinite power system

Chapter 166 The Forgotten Clan

These four characters are very ancient, but fortunately there are spiritual imprints left behind, Tang Feng can directly perceive them with his spiritual consciousness, otherwise it would be impossible to recognize them.

The god-making plan seems to be just four words, but it makes Tang Feng feel a sense of horror.

You know, although there are titles such as Spear Fairy and Sword God in this world, they are all exaggerated names.

The real gods and gods, the heavens and the earth will fall apart at the flick of a finger, one thought will be eternal, and the physical body will be solid and immortal, which only exists in legends.

"The monster race wants to create a god, so isn't God just a title, but..."

Tang Feng's thoughts turned, and he thought of a lot at this moment.

He reached out his divine sense and continued to read the text on the pamphlet.

"In the first year of the Demon Emperor's Era, I was bestowed the position of Demon General by the Demon Emperor to be in charge of the god-making plan..."

Tang Feng's spiritual sense scanned a short text, and he was shocked to find that this booklet turned out to be something like a diary, and the owner of this diary was the leader of a group.

"Berserker clan, what race is this?"

Tang Feng frowned. He would go to the Huxin Tower whenever he had time. He knew the existing races in the human world well.

However, he has no impression of this Berserker clan.

"Old Turtle, do you know Berserkers?"

Tang Feng patted the old turtle to wake him up. After all, this guy has lived for a long time, and he can be regarded as a living encyclopedia.

The old tortoise likes to sleep deeply, and was very reluctant to be woken up by Tang Feng, but when he heard the three words of Berserkers, he was suddenly shocked.

Seeing this, Tang Feng knew that he had guessed right, and hurriedly asked, "Old Turtle, what is the origin of the Berserkers?"

The old tortoise shrank his head and was very reluctant to answer this question, but under Tang Feng's coercion, he still reluctantly said:

"Berserkers, this is an extremely ancient race in Tianyu Holy Territory. They are tall, intelligent, and have endless creativity."

"What's even more frightening is that their cultivation talent is terribly high. Even the worst Berserkers can grow to the holy realm."

Hearing this, Tang Feng's breathing stagnates.

You must know that among the five realms in the human world, the ultimate is the holy realm. Huo Gehua, the spear fairy, and Chai Shanshui, the sword god, are all in this realm, but among the Berserkers, they can only be at the bottom.

"Berserkers, what happened in the end?"

Tang Feng asked, curious how such a race came to the human world in the end, and its leader became a demon general under the demon emperor.

The old tortoise seemed to be a bit jealous. He glanced at the sky nervously, and after confirming that there were no thunderclouds, he continued:

"Perhaps it was because this family was too terrifying and was not tolerated by the Dao of Heaven, and finally disappeared inexplicably. It is said that they were exiled by the heavens. When I was in Tianyu Holy Land, there was another area that was shrouded in clouds all day long. It is said that it was before the Berserkers. gathering place."

Tang Feng frowned. His younger brother Tang Qi also said that he was jealous of Heaven, and the Berserkers were also tolerated by Heaven. Could it be that Heaven was really conscious?

Putting aside his chaotic thoughts, Tang Feng turned the booklet in his hand to the next page.

The beginning of the second diary confirmed the words of the old turtle.

"In the third year of the Demon Emperor's Era, I was given a new name by the Demon Emperor—Li, indeed, our family was driven away by the heavens, so my name couldn't be more appropriate."

The second diary was longer than the first one, and Tang Feng's spiritual consciousness continued to scan down, and his mind couldn't help but startled.

"Today, I got a new name, so it is destined that everything will be brand new. For example, the God-making project, we have made a breakthrough, and maybe we will create a new god."

"I'm looking forward to it, if we create a new god, what kind of surprised expressions will appear on the faces of the guys in Tianyu Holy Realm?"

The old tortoise also finished reading this diary, his eyes were full of horror.

"God-making, are they crazy? This is a blasphemy against the heavens. They must be crazy!"

Tang Feng ignored the old turtle and continued to read the third diary.

"The fourth year of the Demon Emperor's Era, this year seems to be not so lucky. The god-making plan has encountered a crisis, and our progress has stalled. I have some doubts that this is the gang of the Tianyu Holy Land."

"But fortunately, I had a new idea last night. Maybe our god-making plan can be changed to a different path. I think this path will be successful. Based on this, I am in a good mood, so I am willing to take a break from my busy schedule and record my Mood."

……

Tang Feng flipped through one by one, and the contents of the next few diaries were similar, nothing more than the failure of the god-making plan, and then changed to a new path.

"The legend is true. The Berserkers are a group of monsters. Their wisdom is too powerful. How could they come up with so many ways to create gods?"

The old turtle was amazed.

Tang Feng has no time to take care of these, he only cares about the result of the god-making plan.

"In the one hundred and one year of the Demon Emperor's Era, 100 years have passed since the God-Building Project. We have tried 99 methods, but none of them succeeded."

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor seems to be unable to wait any longer. I ask His Majesty the Demon Emperor to give me some more time, because my lifespan is short. If the last method fails..."

This is the last article in the booklet.

Tang Feng frowned into a knot. The diary left by this demon general named Li ended without a problem, and he didn't even mention whether the god-making plan was successful or not.

"Should it have failed?"

The old turtle said so, but his tone was also very uncertain.

Tang Feng looked at the bones that he had accidentally stepped on, feeling sorry for him.

The leader of the Berserker Clan, the demon general under the Demon King's Throne, has been in charge of the God-Creating Project in the Monster Clan's Holy Mountain for more than a hundred years, leaving only a skeleton in the end. If it weren't for this diary, no one would remember his name.

"Huh, is this?"

When putting the pamphlet back beside the skeleton, Tang Feng focused his eyes and saw a small object.

This is a small stone, as warm as jade, with some chaotic lines engraved on it.

"Is this a remnant of that demon general?"

Tang Feng picked up the stone, only to feel that his hand was slightly cool, but it was extremely comfortable.

"Boy, what are you doing picking up a broken rock?"

The old tortoise leaned forward and looked at the little stone twice, with disdain on his face.

Tang Feng smiled and put the little stone away.

Seeing this, the old tortoise had a weird expression on his face, and said, "Boy, you really treat this broken stone as a treasure, and won't it be a joke if you spread it?"

How could Tang Feng not know what the old tortoise was thinking, but seeing that he was so restless, he couldn't help raising this little stone to another level.

"I just don't know where this little rock came from."

Tang Feng was curious. The lines on the stone seemed to be chaotic, but they actually implied Taoism. It was impossible for the old turtle to fool him.

(End of this chapter)