The Ancient Vast Realm

Time flies, and the years pass by like a shuttle.

On the top of the majestic mountain, a young man covered with dust and fallen leaves sat cross-legged on a blue stone, almost blending into everything around him.

The young man had a calm face. If it weren't for the occasional rise and fall of his chest and abdomen, people would probably think that he was a dead body.

This young man was Feng Xuan. Now Feng Xuan had forgotten how much time he had experienced in this secret time realm.

This was a new secret time realm, not the valley where Feng Xuan had stayed before, which made Feng Xuan's original plan to visit the silly little green bamboo fall to pieces.

However, although Feng Xuan felt a little regretful about this, he didn't take it too seriously. In his opinion, the little green bamboo in this secret time realm was much safer than the outside world.

Feng Xuan even felt that more than ten years had passed in the outside world, and the little green bamboo in this secret time realm might have died with the passage of time.

After all, the time that once belonged to that valley can reach an astonishing fifty-to-one ratio with the outside world. For the Secret Realm of Time, more than ten years in the outside world is probably hundreds of years.

During these years, Feng Xuan almost drank wind and ate dew, and only after a very long time would he swallow a bigu elixir to maintain his body's consumption.

As for the rest of the time, Feng Xuan almost forgot everything, just immersed in the understanding of nature and the understanding of disasters.

Suddenly, Feng Xuan, who had been sitting here for many years, gradually changed his aura, as if a god gradually revived from withering, and his whole body actually exuded a kind of terrifying and awe-inspiring pressure.

Feng Xuan's eyes trembled slightly, and slowly opened a pair of dark eyes.

What kind of eyes are these? It's like an abyss, and like chaos, with some stars flowing in it, disillusioned, as if all the stars in the sky are sinking in it.

Feng Xuan slowly raised his hands, and a layer of stone chips fell from his body, revealing the white skin underneath.

Feng Xuan slowly formed seals with his hands, and the power in his body began to circulate. A large area of ​​black chaotic fog began to gradually cover the world. An ominous and calamity-filled breath gathered, causing a sudden gust of wind between heaven and earth, rolling dark clouds, and even dark thunder could be seen shuttling through the black fog. The terrifying thunder sound penetrated the world, as if it was going to overturn this secret space.

Feng Xuan's figure slowly rose into the air and gradually sank into the black fog above the sky.

In this terrifying vision, in the depths of the endless darkness, there seemed to be a huge phantom emerging faintly, with no clear specific form, like a god or a demon, and more like an existence that cannot be described in words.

"Disasters gather, all things condense, with my body, control the spirit ruins... Dharma body-condense!"

Suddenly, Feng Xuan's voice rang out, filling the void, everywhere.

The void twisted, and the phantom in the darkness seemed to be affected by some kind of will. The ever-changing form slowly became concrete, and now it looked like a giant born in the black fog.

However, this giant phantom had no facial features, like a piece of chaos, and the arms on its body continued to grow, which was difficult to estimate, and the number was so large that it was terrifying.

As time passed, the phantom of the giant between heaven and earth gradually became clearer, and countless arms gradually overlapped and turned into two giant arms that could support the sky.

His figure slowly crossed over from the depths of darkness, and finally turned into an ominous shadow entangled by a black python.

While the giant phantom revealed the world, the endless black air was also shrinking, all pouring into the giant's body, and with its dark and ominous appearance, it was like a demon god that devoured everything.

"My name is—Disaster Lord!!!"

Suddenly, Feng Xuan's cold voice resounded throughout this secret realm.

However, it was as if something taboo had been touched. At the moment when this voice sounded, countless black lights flashed and merged into the body. At this moment, the giant phantom finally moved.

He looked taller and taller, as if he was going to break through this world and become the master of this world.

One thousand feet

One thousand two hundred feet

One thousand five hundred feet

Two thousand feet

Two thousand four hundred feet

Two thousand nine hundred feet

The figure of the giant phantom began to change dramatically, constantly expanding, and the huge body began to occupy this world. The hundreds of feet of mountains were stepped on by him, and they seemed inconspicuous.

"Is this my Dharma body? What a powerful force!"

Feng Xuan's low and hoarse voice came from the phantom giant.

He looked down at his palm and gently crossed the air. The powerful force actually made the space twisted faintly, as if it would shatter in an instant.

But Feng Xuan knew that this was just an illusion. Although the space seemed fragile, it was difficult to break it directly with pure power alone.

"I finally, broke through"

At this moment, Feng Xuan understood that he had finally broken through, finally broke through to the realm that countless people dreamed of, broke through to the realm that could be called powerful, the fourth realm of martial arts - Giant Spirit Realm!

Not only that, once he broke through, Feng Xuan's Dharma body was even more solid than he had expected at the beginning, and it expanded to a size of nearly three thousand feet in one fell swoop, like a towering ancient sacred mountain, which was simply terrifying.

You have to know why the evil spirit ghost fox of Ou Yeluoshan could stir up trouble in the Canglan Mountains in the past, but was still feared by countless strong men.

The reason for this is still due to his powerful strength. The Dharma body of more than two thousand feet can suppress an area.

Even so, compared to the size of the Fengxuan Dharmakaya at this time, the Confusing Ghost Fox in its most powerful state was more than three points inferior.

But if you think about it carefully, this doesn't seem surprising. A long time ago, Feng Xuan had the ability to compete with and even kill the strong men in the fourth realm. That is a powerful force that can kill gods with mortals!

"Power, is this the power that belongs to the fourth realm? It is indeed another world, the realm of the gods!"

Feng Xuan felt the power of the dharma body that seemed to be able to overturn the world, but he didn't feel too surprised or surprised in his heart.

Feng Xuan opened his palm wide, and a burst of black mist filled his body, turning into a huge black mist python winding around his palm.

Although the Black Mist Python is made of condensed black mist, its scales are looming, as if it really exists.

"Today, if I want to kill that Biyou fox girl, I shouldn't need hundreds of tricks, right?"

Feng Xuan looked at the black python in his hand and groaned, comparing it with his current strength, recalling the strength of the orphan girl Biyou from the Charming Demon Tower, and guessing the scope of his own strength.

"Sit for eighty years and become a god once!"

Feng Xuan made some calculations and learned that an astonishing eighty years had passed since he entered this secret realm of time.