Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

With Zhang Yifeng as the center, waves of water elements scattered in all directions transformed into nine flying water dragons, circling around Zhang Yifeng, roaring continuously.

The powerful law of water was flowing, and Zhang Yifeng slowly opened his eyes. In his pupils, the azure blue waves were like a drop of clear water falling into a pond, spreading out layers of ripples.

After practicing the Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation, Zhang Yifeng's understanding of the laws of water became clearer and clearer.

"call!"

Zhang Yifeng let out a breath, raised his arm, and three water elements entangled with each other, flew towards Zhang Yifeng's palm, and turned into a long sword.

The power contained in the sword's edge can be majestic and fierce, calm and steady, roaring and turbulent, or a gurgling stream.

The great way of water, when there is too much of it, can have a surging force; when there is too little of it, it can show a sense of vitality.

Although Zhang Yifeng was still unable to fully comprehend the great way of water at this time, he had mastered it completely.

Just as the Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation entered the first level, a buzzing sound began to sound in Zhang Yifeng's mind again.

"Water waves flood the world."

A method of controlling water that was derived from the great laws of water actually appeared in Zhang Yifeng's mind under the deduction of the Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation.

Feeling the power of the water waves that flooded the world, Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank slightly. Originally, Zhang Yifeng only regarded the Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation as a magical skill, but he never thought that this skill could be so magical.

The technique itself is nurtured by the principles of the Great Dao, and the technique can also give feedback to oneself.

"The Heavenly Dao Formless Divine Art is still unable to activate the power of the Great Dao to manifest thousands of things. Otherwise, according to the Great Dao Law of Water, one step will lead to success, and all steps will lead to success."

Zhang Yifeng slowly stood up, looked at the two wheels of water flowing in his palms, exhaled a long breath, and looked towards the sky in the distance.

At this moment, on the nine peaks of the Jiuhua Fairy Peak below him, almost endless pure water elements were surging towards Zhang Yifeng.

But as the Nine Revolutions of Reincarnation came to an end, the water element also completely ceased.

“No wonder Jiu Ling Hua Sheng said that these nine peaks and this technique complement each other and are of the same origin. Practicing this technique here can actually attract the blessing of the great power of heaven and earth, and achieve twice the result with half the effort!”

Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up. In this case, even if he didn't have the relationship with Jiuling Huasheng, just for the sake of this blessed land and this unparalleled profound skill, Zhang Yifeng would let the Fenglei Saint Clan return to where they came from.

The owner of this peak is named Zhang.

After finishing his training, Zhang Yifeng went to visit several other peaks of the Demon Slaying Sect. Knowing that it would take at least half a year for the Wind and Thunder Holy Clan to arrive, Zhang Yifeng put his training aside for the time being.

Now, after the Demon-Slaying Sect trial, Zhang Yifeng's reputation has spread throughout the entire Chaos Realm.

Not to mention the Immortal Lords and Saints, even the Immortal Emperors knew that a person with supreme fortune had appeared in the human race.

Luck is something that cannot be seen or touched, but some people have more luck while others have less.

In the same disaster, some people will die and some will survive.

This is destiny.

In today's chaotic world, Zhang Yifeng's name has even been deified and become like a legend.

In front of Liantian Mountain, Zhang Yifeng and the immortal saint Liantian played chess against each other.

Lian Tian Xian Sheng said slowly: "Although Jiuhua Xianfeng is good, there is no need for you to cut off your retreat for this matter.

In the Chaos Realm, there are only sixteen imperial clans. If you insist on helping Jiuling Huasheng this time, you will make yourself an enemy."

"How can there be enemies that are not enemies? The enemies of the human race are only the demons, monsters, and evil spirits. Can you really be so arrogant at this critical moment?"

Zhang Yifeng didn't care and responded.

Looking at the young man in front of him, even the immortal saints were amazed.

Not long ago, when Zhang Yifeng participated in the training of courage and insight, Lian Tianxiansheng treated Zhang Yifeng as a junior and wanted to recruit him as a disciple.

But now, in just a few days, Zhang Yifeng has become one of the immortal saints of the Demon-Slaying Sect and is at the same level as them.

This was far beyond the expectations of Liantian Immortal Saint. What Liantian Immortal Saint had never expected was that Zhang Yifeng actually replaced Jiulinghua Saint and became the master of Jiuhua Immortal Peak.

"It is up to you to decide this matter."

Zhang Yifeng nodded. The two of them played chess, each holding black and white. The speed of play became faster and faster. After a while, the game was over and Zhang Yifeng won by half a piece.

"Accepted."

After bowing, Zhang Yifeng disappeared.

Lian Tian Xiansheng waved his hand, and the chess pieces on the chessboard disappeared, accompanied by a series of helpless sighs: "If it were any other imperial clan, I'm afraid there wouldn't be any trouble, but this Fenglei Saint Clan..."

At this moment, in a forest of strange rocks where the wind and thunder were roaring and it was extremely dark.

In this strange rock forest, the rugged and craggy rocks cling to each other and climb on each other, interweaving to form stone peaks that reach the sky. It seems that there are countless such stone peaks in this stone forest.

This place is the holy land of the Wind and Thunder Holy Clan.

The sky was extremely dark, with rolling and surging dark clouds that seemed to be pressing down on the top of the head. Thunderstorms were surging and hurricanes were roaring.

Just like the name of this imperial clan, the holy land of the Wind and Thunder Holy Clan is surging with endless wind and thunder.

In the clouds, a figure was running in the thunderstorm, but the lightning could not touch its clothes at all. The figure had wings on its back and some feathers on its face. It was said to be a human, but it looked more like a half-human, half-demon.

"Yunxiao, can you enter the realm of Immortal Venerable Great Perfection?"

In the thunderstorm and hurricane, a low voice suddenly sounded, and the figure stopped flying. Balls of dark purple lightning condensed under his feet, and he stood in the air.

"Reporting to Father, I have reached the Great Perfection of the Immortal Venerable Realm and am only one step away from becoming an Immortal Saint!"

"Yes, in the near future, the duel with the Nine Spirits Huasheng will determine the ownership of Jiuhua Immortal Peak. Are you confident?"

"I will definitely live up to my father's expectations!"

Jin Yunxiao bowed and spoke, and the sound in the thunderstorm dissipated. Instead, a roar that broke through the void and tore through space sounded. From the thunderstorm, a golden lightning shot down and fell into Jin Yunxiao's hands.

The golden thunder crackled, slender and straight, the arrow head turned into a halberd tip, sometimes changing into a broadsword, or a spear, or a heavy hammer.

"Go, Yunxiao, don't lose face for our Wind and Thunder Saint Clan!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the golden thunder weapon in his hand, Jin Yunxiao raised a smile. This item was the most precious treasure of the Wind and Thunder Holy Clan. Now that it was passed down to him, it was the recognition of the Wind and Thunder Holy Clan.

Above the sky, wind and thunder turned into armor that was draped over Jin Yunxiao's body. The next moment, dark purple thunder roared under Jin Yunxiao's feet. In a moment, it soared thousands of miles away and headed towards the Demon-Slaying Sect.

On the other side, Zhang Yifeng was lying on the top of the main peak of Jiuhua Fairy Peak, with Qing Yurou beside him.

"What are you chasing after me for?"

"Aren't you the master of Jiuhua Immortal Peak? How about accepting me as your disciple? That way I won't have to run around in the Chaos Realm all day long for some demon spirit merits."

Qing Yurou said this with a pitiful look on her face.