Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

Li Chengfeng's spiritual power was like countless sharp steel needles, piercing directly into the Ancient Demon's will.

Every wisp of spiritual power that entered its body caused excruciating pain to its soul, as if a million ants were frantically gnawing at it,

or as if countless sharp blades were wantonly and frantically cutting deep within its soul.

Li Chengfeng's hands surged with spiritual power, transforming it into countless incredibly tough ropes, tightly binding the Ancient Demon's will.

Then, with a sudden exertion of force, the ropes deeply embedded themselves into the Ancient Demon's will, and wherever they went, the black demonic mist constantly dissipated.

The Ancient Demon's will let out a series of extremely shrill screams, the sounds echoing back and forth in the ancient tomb, filled with endless pain and despair.

"Hmph, now you know what pain is?"

Li Chengfeng's voice was icy and piercing, without the slightest hint of pity, "This is only the beginning."

Having said that, he rapidly formed hand seals, and a ray of light containing the Law of Time instantly enveloped the Ancient Demon's will.

Under this light, the Ancient Demon's will felt time being infinitely distorted, one second feeling like ten million years, every moment filled to the brim with pain.

The sins it had committed in the past constantly replayed before its eyes like a revolving lantern, and the mental torment brought it to the verge of collapse.

The Ancient Demon's will began to become illusory, constantly flickering; it had been tormented to the point of wishing for death, no longer able to bear this inhuman pain.

Finally, it shouted hoarsely, "Stop torturing me! I'll hand it over! I'll hand over the core of the ancient tomb!"

As its voice fell, a sphere radiating a mysterious light slowly floated out from the Ancient Demon's will, it was the core of the ancient tomb.

A cold glint flashed in Li Chengfeng's eyes, and he reached out and firmly grasped it, and a powerful force instantly surged into his body.

The Demonic Will cried out miserably, saying, "You're breaking your promise! You said you would let me go!"

Li Chengfeng sneered, "When did I say that? What I said about letting you go was on the premise that you voluntarily handed over the core of the ancient tomb, not that you were coerced by me. So, you deserve to die."

The Ancient Demon's will died in incomparable frustration. It never dreamed that it would die so tragically and unwillingly.

It had single-mindedly wanted to create demon slaves to revive itself, but in the end, it died at the hands of a demon slave, or rather, someone who hadn't even advanced to become a demon slave.

After Li Chengfeng obtained the core of the ancient tomb, he suddenly unleashed his power, and this power surged and surged.

The entire ancient tomb trembled, and as he gradually refined it, the ancient tomb completely broke away from everything and merged into his control.

The future has the Labyrinth of the Future, the past has the River of History, so what does the present have? It is the ancient tomb, the ancient tomb that buries the heavens.

This ancient tomb was not actually refined by the Ancient Demon himself. The Ancient Demon obtained it by chance in an ancient Immortal Abode.

It was unknown which immortal's immortal abode it was, but the immortal had already left, and the Ancient Demon had refined this immortal abode into an ancient tomb,

becoming the core for burying himself. Otherwise, how could the power here be so powerful, allowing him to survive on borrowed time by relying on the power here?

It's a pity that he thought too highly of himself, but the Lord of Reincarnation broke his ancient tomb and locked him with supreme rocks, which prevented him from being resurrected.

Otherwise, relying solely on the ancient tomb, he would definitely have been able to survive all of this.

Li Chengfeng took all the treasures, Li Chengfeng laughed loudly, then my Sixth Movement is, is the Projection of the World, no matter the past, present, or future, it cannot be separated from one word—Destiny.

Tomb of Destiny.

Li Chengfeng stood at the intersection of heaven and earth, surrounded by mysterious and powerful forces.

His eyes were deep and firm, gazing into the distance, and the magnificent waves in the river of history, the human conditions of the real world, and the various possibilities in the labyrinth of the future constantly appeared in his mind.

He took a deep breath, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and made it resonate with these three forces.

The power of the River of History surged first, and the ancient aura rushed towards him, and those memories sealed by the dust of time poured into his consciousness like a tide.

He saw the rise and fall of countless heroes, witnessed the rise and fall of dynasties, and realized the weight and vicissitudes of time.

These historical fragments intertwined and merged in his spiritual power, forming a steady and majestic force.

Immediately afterwards, the power of the real world joined in.

He felt the vitality and vitality of all things in the world, heard the laughter and painful groans of people, and touched the reality and cruelty of life.

This force was full of the atmosphere of fireworks, allowing him to more deeply understand the meaning of life.

It collided with the power of the River of History, bursting out with dazzling light, making Li Chengfeng's spiritual power more condensed and powerful.

Finally, the power of the Labyrinth of the Future, like a mysterious torrent, poured into his body.

This force was full of unknowns and variables, allowing him to see countless possible futures. His thoughts shuttled in the dimension of time, trying to grasp those fleeting inspirations.

Under the influence of this force, his spiritual power became more agile and creative.

The three forces continued to blend and collide in Li Chengfeng's body, his body trembled slightly, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

But he gritted his teeth, and with his tenacious will and firm belief, he tried to control this powerful force.

As the power continued to merge, a completely new concept gradually emerged in his mind—the Tomb of Destiny.

Li Chengfeng closed his eyes and used his heart to feel the connection between these three forces and the Tomb of Destiny. His hands began to dance unconsciously,

rays of light shot out from his fingertips, intertwined and entangled in the air, forming mysterious runes.

These runes contained the precipitation of history, the perception of reality, and the expectations of the future. They combined with each other, gradually outlining the outline of the Tomb of Destiny.

As the runes continued to condense, the form of the Tomb of Destiny became clearer and clearer. It floated in the air, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

The gate of the ancient tomb was tightly closed, covered with ancient patterns and texts, as if telling endless secrets.

Li Chengfeng understood that this Tomb of Destiny was not only a physical entity, but also his perfect fusion of the three forces, and it was his own Sixth Movement.

Li Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes shone with confident light.

He stretched out his hand, gently touching the Tomb of Destiny, feeling its power and temperature.

At this moment, he knew that he had succeeded. With his deep understanding of the River of History, the real world, and the Labyrinth of the Future, he had created a brand-new power system and opened his own legendary chapter.

This power has surpassed other powers. Destiny is omnipresent. As long as you enter the Tomb of Destiny, your destiny is within Li Chengfeng's control. Everything can be changed. There is the power of reincarnation and the sum of all kinds of powers. Li Chengfeng is the overlord.