World Wide Martial Art

"I know a lot. If you are willing to see me, I can tell you."

The remnant soul of the holy demon continued to speak.

Ye Feng suddenly fell into a tangle. On the one hand, he wanted to know the relationship between the Holy Demon and the Tianfu Painting Saint, as well as the secrets contained in it.

But on the other hand, Ye Feng was also worried that the remnant soul of the holy demon had bad intentions and wanted to trick him into doing harm to him.

During this process, the remnant soul of the holy demon remained calm and did not speak to urge him.

Ye Feng thought for a long time, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. He thought of a magical power in his past life memory, and immediately used it quietly, and then said to the Holy Demon: "Okay, I am willing to see you."

"Okay, you follow my guidance."

The remnant soul of the holy demon opened his mouth to respond, and saw a red light emerging from the void, extending to the deepest part of the top floor of the tower.

Ye Feng continued to move forward with the red light, took several turns, and came to a closed bronze door.

There is a figure carved on this bronze portal, which is the majestic statue on the first floor of the tower. Ye Feng guesses that this statue may be the holy demon.

Immediately, Ye Feng carefully placed his hand on the bronze door, and pushed it open easily without any obstruction.

After releasing his spiritual thoughts, Ye Feng did not notice any danger in the bronze door, and there was no one behind him, so he entered the room and closed the bronze door.

There are many statues of gods in the room, of different sizes, but they are all holy demon statues. In addition, there is a round table in the center of the room, with only a jade bottle placed on it.

Inside the jade bottle is crystal clear blood. Even through the bottle, you can feel the majestic aura emanating from the blood, which makes people feel a sense of surrender.

"You came."

The voice of the remnant soul of the holy demon sounded, and the eyes of all the holy demon statues in the room lit up red at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, a statue of the same size as Ye Feng took steps and walked towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's heart tightened, and he quietly clenched the Poxu Sword in his hand, raising his vigilance to the highest level.

"Do not be nervous."

The statue opened its mouth and waved its hand at Ye Feng. It did not get too close to Ye Feng, but walked to the other end of the round table.

"This is my essence and blood, and it should also be the purpose of your trip."

The idol spoke again.

"That's right."

Ye Feng nodded and looked at the holy fairy blood. He was sure that this must be the blood of the holy realm, because this blood was almost the same as the pure holy blood he absorbed in the devil realm of the Styx.

"I invite you here without any ill intentions."

The statue looked at Ye Feng and said: "The Painting Saint of Tianfu once predicted that many years after the death of my true self and the Painting Saint, a human race will come here and ask me to meet him."

"prophecy?"

Ye Feng's pupils shrank. He did not expect that the remnant soul of the holy demon would say such words. If the painting saint of Tianfu really left a prophecy, wouldn't he have expected that he would come here a long time ago?

Ye Feng couldn't help but feel shocked when he thought that the Tianfu Painting Saint had been dead for tens of thousands of years, but he was still calculating what would happen ten thousand years later.

"Yes, everyone in the world thinks that the Painting Saint of Tianfu became a saint by painting and entering the Tao. The most powerful one must be the painting of the Tao, but in fact, his most powerful method is the art of calculation."

The statue looked at Ye Feng, the red light in its eyes flashing, containing a deep meaning that Ye Feng could not understand.

"The Painting Saint predicted that you will be the one who saves everything, so you asked me to give you a chance."

"Save everything, what do you mean?"

Ye Feng was full of doubts. He could not think of any danger that the painting saint had to calculate ten thousand years ago and that he needed to save today.

"There are too many things contained in it. You are still too weak to tell you now."

The statue shook his head, "The Painting Saint said that when the time comes, you will naturally know it."

"That's it again!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but clench his fists. He had experienced too many things and knew many secrets, but he had no right to know the most critical part of these secrets because he was not strong enough.

But Ye Feng has gone from a waste body that cannot be cultivated to the airbender realm step by step. His strength has improved so much, but he still cannot know these secrets. He is a little unwilling. What realm does he need to reach to know everything? Is it the holy realm? It is impossible to know whether it is a holy realm.

"Don't talk about that."

At this moment, the statue picked up the blood of the holy demon on the round table and said, "This is the essence and blood of my deity, and it was specially left for you. If you refine it, you will be able to grasp the opportunity I want to give to you."

"What is it?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

"You should refine the blood essence first."

The holy demon spoke calmly.

Hearing this, Ye Feng took the blood essence. He did not completely trust the other party, so he carefully checked the blood essence and confirmed that there was no danger before taking it.

"Wow!"

The moment he took the blood essence, Ye Feng felt hot all over his body, as if the blood in his body was on fire.

The power contained in the holy fairy's blood was extremely pure and extremely hot, just like the fire of the sun. It made Ye Feng's mouth go dry, as if he was in lava.

This feeling is undoubtedly very painful, but Ye Feng is worried that the demon clan will hear the movement, so he can only hold back his cry of pain. His consciousness is a little dizzy due to the hot feeling, and he can only hold on to fight. Cheer up.

The pain lasted for a long time, and Ye Feng felt it was extremely long, as if thousands of years had passed. But in the end he persisted and successfully absorbed the holy fairy blood.

Because the holy fairy blood contains majestic power, Ye Feng refined the blood essence and achieved a breakthrough in his realm.

Seeing this, the statue immediately waved its palm, and a golden light flew out to surround Ye Feng, forming a barrier to cover Ye Feng. In this way, any movement caused by Ye Feng could not be heard by the outside world.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Ye Feng successfully broke through to the third level of Qi Zong. A thunderous explosion came from Ye Feng's body, and Ye Feng could feel that his strength had increased tremendously.

"Thank you."

Ye Feng opened his eyes and thanked the remnant soul of the holy demon.

"No need to thank you, this is all arranged by Tianfu Painting Saint."

The corner of the statue's rock-carved mouth curled up and he said, "Do you feel any different from before?"

Ye Feng knew that the statue was asking him how he felt after refining the blood of the holy fairy, and he immediately sensed himself carefully.

Soon, Ye Feng's eyes lit up. He discovered that there was an endless force flowing in his body. This force was very strange and he had never seen it before.

It’s not like aura, blood, or demonic energy. This is a special kind of power that contains purity and holiness...

In addition, Ye Feng also felt that the Qi sea in his Dantian expanded several times. Just breaking through to the third level of Qi Zong would not have such an effect. This was obviously caused by refining the blood of the Holy Fairy.

Another point is that Ye Feng's soul is also more powerful, and its intensity is comparable to that of an intermediate martial soul.