After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

The first step in practicing the Dark Resurrection Technique is for the practitioner to transform himself into a demon. Without strong mental support, it is very easy to suffer backlash and be seriously injured and die.

Therefore, since ancient times, no one outside the demon world has dared to try this technique easily.

In addition, practicing this technique requires the practitioner to have the top level of cultivation and control over the dark forces. Once out of control, the practitioner is likely to lose his mind and become bloodthirsty and brutal, or even murderous.

But for Fu Feng, he has already been two gods in one, and he does not need to worry about the consequences of turning into a demon. As for the realm of cultivation, that is something he has in abundance.

But even so, it is still not an easy task to practice the dark resurrection technique.

Because a large amount of heart blood is required to perform this technique, Fu Feng must refine the dark power deep into his heart meridians.

After thinking for a while, Fu Feng closed his eyes and began to mobilize the dark power in his body...

……

Tianhe Water Prison.

On the eighth day of being imprisoned here, Bai Qingxue and Chi Yangxia died because they could not withstand the punishment of fire whips and heavenly thunder.

Seeing the two God Clan leaders die in front of him without leaving any body, Jing Yu went completely crazy.

He didn't know how long he would have to endure this punishment. He only knew that every minute of the torture was as painful as being tortured to death.

Every day that followed, he shouted Fu Feng's name over and over again outside the death row.

but.

In the huge Tianhe Water Prison, no one sympathized with him, and no one was willing to respond to his call.

"Fufeng, just kill me..."

"Fufeng, please, don't torture me anymore..."

"Fufeng... Fufeng..."

Jing Yu shouted at the top of his lungs until his voice became completely hoarse.

however.

There was more to make him despair. Every time he fell into a coma, he would dream of those members of the Phoenix Clan who had died tragically in his hands. They were covered in blood and filled with resentment. Their ferocious and terrifying eyes seemed as if they wanted to eat him alive.

"Why, why don't you just die?! Why do you keep pestering me??"

Jing Yu roared angrily.

He wanted to get rid of those wronged spirits, but no matter how he ran, those spirits followed him like a shadow, leaving him no peace.

"Jing Yu, you killed so many of our Phoenix tribe members. Do you think we will let you go?" Feng Yang's voice came from the sky. "You bloodthirsty bastard, people like you should go to hell and never be reincarnated!"

Hearing that familiar voice, Jing Yu's face turned pale with fright!

He clearly remembered that he had killed Feng Yang with his own hands, then cut off his head and hung it on the wall of the Feng clan's royal city.

He didn't know why he did that at the time. He only knew that his mind was full of killing. Only by killing all the people of the Phoenix Clan could he feel better...

"Get out of here!!! All of you get out of here!!!"

Jing Yu held his head and yelled hysterically.

But the more afraid he was, the stronger the resentment became, almost enveloping him...

Every time he woke up from a dream, Jing Yu would bang his body against the walls of the cell like a madman. Perhaps only in this way could he relieve the fear that went deep into his heart.

Gradually, he no longer dared to fall asleep. Even if he was in so much pain after being tortured, he would force himself to keep his eyes open.

He was afraid, afraid that once he closed his eyes, he would see those horrifying scenes again...

……

Laishan Wonderland.

After seven days and seven nights of non-stop practice, Fu Feng finally comprehended the dark resurrection technique.

After opening his eyes, he took a long breath, then stood up and rushed towards the Ziyun Fairyland.

At this moment, in the Ziyun Fairyland, Lord Qionghua was repairing his internal injuries with the help of Yao Ji.

"Master, Senior Sister——"

Not long after, Fu Feng's voice appeared outside the fairyland.

Seeing him appear, Qionghua Divine Lord quickly stood up and said, "Feng'er, how is your practice of the Dark Resurrection Technique going?"

"I have successfully cultivated it." Fu Feng nodded lightly, "Without further delay, I plan to use this technique to wake up my father tonight."

"Great!" Qionghua Divine Lord said excitedly, "I spent so much effort but still couldn't wake His Majesty up, but Feng'er, you were able to do it in just a dozen days."

"Master, don't say that. You have done enough for my father, the emperor." Fu Feng replied. After that, he looked at Yao Ji again and said in a deep voice: "Sister, it takes a lot of blood to perform the Dark Resurrection Spell. I hope you can protect me by my side."

"No problem, little junior brother, I will definitely stay by your side the whole time." Yao Ji nodded quickly.

……

On that day, the news that Fu Feng's cultivation had recovered to the peak of the ninth-rank Divine Emperor spread throughout the gods in the heavens. Upon learning that he was going to rescue the Heavenly Emperor Yuan Hao, the clan leaders and gods of each god clan gathered outside the main hall of the Zixiao Temple early.

Everyone wanted to see Emperor Yuanhao wake up with their own eyes.

Of course, in addition to this, they wanted to see Fu Feng's appearance after he recovered his cultivation.

Everyone waited until late at night before Fufeng, dressed in a dark red robe, appeared outside the main hall of the Zixiao Temple. With him came Lord Qionghua, Yao Ji and Yun Yao.

This was the second time the gods had seen Fufeng since the last time they met him in the main hall.

Seeing Fu Feng approaching, the gods knelt down and saluted him, "Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Fu Feng simply waved his hand, signaling the gods to stand up, and then walked straight towards the bedroom of Emperor Yuanhao.

Inside the palace.

The Heavenly Emperor Yuan Hao was still unconscious. Not far from him, Luo Qingyue and Zi Moxi sat at opposite ends, staring at the unconscious Heavenly Emperor Yuan Hao.

Luo Qingyue never thought that one day, she and Zi Moxi would reconcile.

Soon, the door to the hall was opened. Seeing Fu Feng coming in, Luo Qingyue quickly stood up and greeted him, "Feng'er, you're finally here."

"Youth pays homage to the Queen Mother." Fu Feng bowed slightly to her.

“Feng’er, get up quickly.” Luo Qingyue held Fu Feng’s hand and said distressedly, “Earlier, Goddess Yao Ji came to tell me that you were forcibly recovering your cultivation in order to practice the Dark Resurrection Technique. Your mother was worried about you just now…”

"Don't worry, mother. I'm fine." Fu Feng comforted softly.

Soon, Zi Moxi also walked towards Fufeng. She came in front of him and bowed respectfully, "Moxi greets His Highness Fufeng."

"Madam Mo Xi, you are too polite. This is the heaven, not the demon world. You are my elder and there is no need for you to bow to me." Fu Feng stepped forward and gave her a light support.

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