Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

"Anyone who surrenders will not be killed!"

Lin Feng's majestic voice sounded loudly, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect knelt down one after another, all surrendering.

The Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, which has been passed down for millions of years, has also been lost in the long river of history.

The Fiery Sword Sect also lost all its high-end combat power ten years ago.

The entire sect did not even resist and directly opened the formation. Several Fiery Sword Sects from the Divine Ability Realm held several heads and knelt respectfully at the foot of the mountain gate to greet Lin Feng.

Those heads were the main fighting faction of the Fiery Knife Sect.

"Ancestor Zixu will be powerful throughout the ages! The Fiery Sword Sect is willing to surrender."

"Ancestor Zixu is eternal!"

Voices rang out one after another, and countless disciples of the Fiery Sword Sect had fear and uneasiness in their eyes.

Lin Feng's strength makes them unable to resist at all.

With the destruction of the Three Great Dao Traditions, the old era has completely become a thing of the past...

Outside the Zixu Sect, warships from countless forces were suspended in the sky, and the great leaders brought countless tributes to worship the Zixu Sect!

Lin Feng was sitting on the Zixu Hall, and countless powerful men were half-kneeling on the ground, their eyes full of awe.

"Ancestor for eternity! All the fourteen states in the East are under my sect! Hundreds of sects and thousands of tribes come to worship."

Master Zixu spoke respectfully to Lin Feng.

"Well...just go and receive them, I'm going into seclusion."

Lin Feng said calmly, and his body disappeared from the spot.

In the purple bamboo forest, the breeze blows gently, and small animals jump from time to time.

Lin Feng's courtyard is filled with the smell of bamboo and wood.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission, the rewards have begun to be distributed..."

The sound of the system sounded, and an ancient book appeared in front of Lin Feng. This ancient book was still made of sheepskin, but its whole body was filled with antiquity!

The cover of this book still has four big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes - "The Sword Sutra of the Northern Emperor"!

In addition to the ancient book, there is also a scroll, which is written on the scroll - "The Demon Sealing Sutra"!

Lin Feng couldn't wait to open the "Northern Emperor's Sword Sutra", which was his main practice. As the book was opened, a grand artistic conception slowly spread out!

"The extreme realm of Beitian, the ultimate way of the emperor, the vicissitudes of three cuts, the ultimate realm of gods!"

A piece of misty text slowly emerged, Lin Feng frowned, the ultimate way of the emperor? The ultimate realm of God? What does it mean? Could it be said that this technique can be practiced to reach the peak of the divine realm?

The Great Emperor can live for a hundred thousand years, and the Supreme can live for half a million years... But even if he ignites the divine fire and becomes a god, the divine fire will be extinguished in millions of years. Gods can suppress the world, but they still cannot withstand the years!

Even the supreme god in this world can still only live for five million years... There are countless realms above the gods. Whether the limit of the gods can last forever, Lin Feng's eyes flashed.

"The Great Dao is calm, and it will never come back. My Dao is boundless!"

Lin Feng murmured to himself.

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Beyond the East Pole Continent, there is the endless sea! From time to time there are terrifying waves rolling, and from time to time ferocious beasts rush out of the water in the deep ocean, triggering storms thousands of miles away!

Above the sky, there is a terrifying winged bird with a wingspan of ten thousand meters, and its powerful aura even makes the void tremble. In the world of Mountain and Sea, many continents are suspended above this sea!

The East Pole continent is only an insignificant part of the east of the Mountain and Sea boundary! The distant Yunxiao Continent is vast and boundless, with countless Taoist traditions standing there! But countless orthodoxies respect the Bai family!

In the Bai family land, a seven-color rainbow is suspended above!

The majestic palace has white jade walls and golden spiritual bamboo tiles. These buildings are hunched over the domes by clouds and mist, and countless Spirit Beasts with powerful auras are wandering on the top of the colorful clouds.

At first glance, it is quiet and peaceful, like a fairyland!

This rainbow and countless suspended palaces are symbols of the power of the Bai family! Because the Bai family has an ancestor who is a half-step god, the rainbow is originally an illusory thing, but the ancestor of the Bai family used the law of God to construct it into an entity, so that it can be suspended in mid-air!

In the main hall of the Bai family, a middle-aged man sat on the patriarch's seat.

"Clan leader, the Third Young Master's life fire was extinguished, and the place where he fell was the East Pole Continent."

A blind old man knelt in the main hall and spoke respectfully to the middle-aged man.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man spoke with neither joy nor sadness in his eyes,

"Dongji Continent? That barbaric land is full of a group of natives. There are very few Emperor Realm monks. Zihan's cultivation is already at the peak of the Emperor Realm. Who can threaten him?"

"Clan leader, do you want me to go check it out personally?"

The blind old man spoke slowly, the initial breath of Supreme rolling over his body.

"No need, it's just a barbaric continent. Let a law enforcement team investigate! If nothing is found, the East Ji Continent will be destroyed. The Bai family is majestic and cannot be provoked!"

The middle-aged man's eyes showed an extremely domineering look, and the aura of Supreme Late Stage spread mightily.

"Yes, patriarch. I will make arrangements right now."

The blind old man bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man and then exited the hall.

As the old man withdrew, the middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes. To him, the death of a son was nothing. As the head of the Bai family, the most important thing for him was a son.

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In Zixu Sect, Lin Feng sat cross-legged in the courtyard, feeling the spiritual energy of the world from all directions.

Suddenly there was a tremor in the void, and then a loud voice sounded,

"The Bai family is on a parade. The ancestors here come out and kneel down quickly!"

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