Rebirth of Fantasy God

Even a strong body of a semi-saint level could not support Wang Yan's overloaded training. The spiritual power required to break through to the semi-saint level would be terrifying. If the body were to absorb such a large amount of spiritual power in a short period of time, the excessive spiritual power would be like a knife, cutting through it one by one. Naturally, the body would not be able to withstand it for long.

However, even though the spiritual power had been washing over his body for too long and had reached its limit, Wang Yan still endured the pain and continued to absorb the spiritual power outside his body into his body, constantly impacting the chasm of semi-saint cultivation. He knew that the body of a semi-saint would not collapse so easily.

Wang Yan did not stop practicing, and the spiritual power liquid kept entering Wang Yan's consciousness. Finally, after a huge amount of spiritual power liquid was consumed, Wang Yan's consciousness began to change. The number of spiritual power support nodes increased, and the light emitted became brighter and brighter. In the end, it was as dazzling as a star. The spiritual consciousness did not stop for a moment, and continued to impact towards a higher level.

Under the torture of pain, Wang Yan's will became stronger. He always maintained a belief in his heart: break through himself and become stronger!

Finally, with Wang Yan's unremitting efforts, a brilliant light burst out from his body, illuminating the entire space within the forbidden area. This also meant that Wang Yan had finally cultivated his own cultivation realm and physical realm to the same level. At this moment, Wang Yan's cultivation realm had already reached the quasi-saint realm.

Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a small lake, and outside the lake was a barren Gobi desert. Originally, the sea of ​​spiritual power was as broad as the ocean.

At this moment, it has almost dried up, and the seabed is exposed outside. The spiritual power ocean formed by the gathering of spiritual power essence has shrunk to a small pool of water only fifty or sixty meters wide.

Wang Yan released his spiritual sense, sensed it slightly, and flew directly into the air, flying towards the location where he sensed the two people of the same clan. One of the two auras gave him a very familiar feeling, but the side effect of the realm being improved too quickly also appeared at this moment, and Wang Yan's humanity was suppressed by the divinity of the improved cultivation.

Chen Xi stood on the cliff. She had just finished practicing "Nine Revolutions Profound Art: Physical Realm". Her body had reached its limit and needed to replenish energy and relax. While eating the food prepared by the living puppet, Chen Xi looked into the distance. That was the direction Wang Yan had left before. It seemed that through the barrier of space, Chen Xi could see Wang Yan who was practicing hard.

During the past ten years, Chen Xi witnessed with her own eyes the ocean condensed from the spiritual power essence that even practitioners like her could not easily absorb. After Wang Yan rushed into the depths of the spiritual power ocean, the coastline was dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye every day. When she just arrived at the cliff, Chen Xi could still hear the sound of the spiritual power essence hitting the cliff.

One year after Wang Yan left, the coastline of the spiritual power ocean retreated ten meters. No matter how rough the waves were, no spiritual power essence could reach the cliffs. Now, ten years later, all Chen Xi could see was yellow earth. Only through spiritual sense could Chen Xi vaguely know that there was still spiritual power essence in the distance.

Chen Xi maintained the posture of gazing into the distance for more than half an hour. During this period, the life puppet brought her medicinal food several times. Chen Xi did not care and ate it while standing. Now, Chen Xi felt that her body had recovered, so she could practice again. Before turning around, Chen Xi sighed in her heart: "It seems that Ah Yan will not show up today. Zhao Bao has sent me three messages. Yesterday, the first catastrophe of the prehistoric world officially broke out."

Just as Chen Xi finished sighing, a heavy figure appeared beside her, giving people the feeling that no matter what happened, the person in front of her could not hurt her.

The familiar feeling made Chen Xi know that it was Wang Yan who came back without having to look at the person's appearance. Excited, Chen Xi immediately hugged Wang Yan.

Wang Yan's body trembled. Chen Xi's fiery sensation made Wang Yan's cultivation level improve rapidly. The humanity that was suppressed by divinity began to slowly return, and a hint of tenderness also emerged in his eyes that were originally like the eyes of heaven.

Wang Yan's hanging hands slowly moved. One hand circled around Chen Xi's waist, and the other hand was raised to cover Chen Xi's head, gently rubbing it, and whispered: "Xiao Xi, I'm back."

During the time that Wang Yan stayed in the underworld, the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, Qilin Clan, and Yanhua Clan were frequently mobilizing troops and collecting supplies.

All the masters of the four tribes were recruited. Those who were good at formations were pulled to practice formations, while those who were good at alchemy were arranged to refine various recovery or poison pills to be used in the war of catastrophe.

Those who are good at refining equipment are assigned to refine magic weapons and weapons.

As for those tribesmen who have no other special skills except cultivation, the four tribes will adopt the same approach. Those with high talents will receive a large amount of materials from the tribe to help them break through a realm in a short period of time. Those with medium talents will be looked at based on their cultivation level. Some will be sent to practice formations, and some will be sent to the other three races to gather intelligence.

Because of the pressure of Wang Yan's overwhelming strength, the Dragon, Phoenix and Kirin tribes all directed their spearheads at the human race. The human race was facing the spying of most of the scouts of the three tribes, so the human race was at a great disadvantage in this regard. The scouts sent out to spy would be targeted by three times the force, and they also had to defend against the spies of the three tribes in the territory, which were three times the number of their own scouts.

It was because of this joint targeting by the three tribes that the human race on the border suffered the heaviest casualties.

Although Zulong, Yuanfeng, Shiqilin and Wang Yan had already agreed to a ten-year agreement, after the ten-year period, the four tribes had been secretly testing each other all the time.

Wang Yan did not take any action because he wanted to break through his cultivation level. As the spiritual clones of the three tribes, Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Phoenix and Shi Qilin, were killed by Wang Yan, they also needed to use the next ten years to recover from their injuries and had no time to deal with matters within the tribe.

The top leaders of the four tribes who were preparing for the catastrophe war were all in unison, and the high-end combat forces were working hard to improve their combat power in the last ten years. The ordinary practitioners within the tribe began the first round of confrontation under the instructions of the top leaders of each tribe. In the prehistoric world, the borders of the territories of the human race and the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes became the three most evil places in the prehistoric world because of the first round of confrontation between the human race and the three tribes.

One month after Wang Yan went to the underworld, the three border areas between the human race and the three races had become a barren land due to the battles between the human race and the cultivators of the three races. The primitive creatures originally living in these three areas were naturally affected.

The fire at the city gate affected everyone in the pond. The creatures in these three places became the sacrifices that started the first catastrophe in the ancient world.

As time went on, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes, which could use most of their own power to deal with the human race, began to compress the border between their own racial territories and the human race's territory towards the human race because of their inherent advantages in numbers and physical strength.

In fact, the human race soon discovered that when a cultivator of intermediate strength in the human race encountered a dragon, phoenix, and unicorn with similar cultivation levels, at the same level, without the help of powerful magic weapons, the result of the fight was that they were no match for the power of the innate creatures of the three races.

The dragon, phoenix and unicorn races are basically superior to humans in terms of the realm of their physical bodies. The large number of casualties among ordinary practitioners were quickly alarmed by the human high-level officials, and even Zhao Bao, who took over his father's job and was in charge of the overall situation in the Celestial Empire's imperial city.

After an urgent discussion, the human race's top leaders could only urgently dispatch a group of powerful human race warriors who were about to break through their cultivation to rush to the front line to take charge. This was how they managed to suppress the decline and casualties in the scout war between the human race and the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn races.

The three tribes did not launch any countermeasures against the human race sending strong warriors to the front line. They had the upper hand in the scout battle, and seeing that there were not many strong human warriors, it was impossible for them to launch a counterattack on the three tribes' territories with those ordinary cultivators who were still lingering on. The three tribes did not feel sorry for them, after all, it was not important to advance on the human race's territory, so the three tribes all stopped pushing the border line into the human race's territory in silence.

On the human side, although there were strong men stationed on the border, the human race did not launch a counterattack. Just as the three races expected, the number of people on the front line was insufficient to support the human strongmen to launch a counterattack, and his combat effectiveness was not enough to allow him to ignore the challenges brought by the number of enemies.