After getting rid of 'Jia Youzhe', Wang Yi put away his sword and looked at Jiang Hu.

In fact, he had just noticed Jiang Hu's burning divine power.

Probably the fifth level of his "Destruction".

And Jiang Hu's combat power is probably around level 16.

Don't think that the Eternal True God can unleash several levels of combat power by mastering the fifth and sixth levels of the secret technique of burning divine power.

Like the secret technique of burning divine power, different levels correspond to different levels.

Like the True God of the Void, he usually uses the third or lower level of divine burning secrets.

The Eternal True God is usually above the fourth level and below the sixth level. The third level? It is of no use to them.

The Lord of Chaos must be at least the seventh level.

The God King will be disgusted at the eighth level, and the ninth level is considered normal.

So why can only the first three volumes of "The Secret Technique of Burning Divine Power" in "Broken East River" be read by true gods and below? In addition to the limitations of the original will of the original universe at that time, there were also requirements for the level of the divine body.

Moreover, the more profound the level of the secret technique of burning divine power, the higher the requirements for the divine body.

Only the True God of Void can learn the fourth level.

Even if Wang Yi is now the Eternal True God, learning the seventh level is already the limit. Only the eighth level and above can be mastered by the Lord of Chaos.

Even if you learn the secret technique of burning divine power, it does not mean that it will explode to an outrageous level all of a sudden.

For example, the Eternal True God who masters the secret technique of burning the sixth level of divine power can only reach the top seventeenth level in attack. If he wants to reach the eighteenth level, he must rely on other means. And there are also requirements for the realm.

After the battle, Wang Yi and others quickly cleaned up the battlefield.

Killing the leader of 'Jia You Zhe' and thousands of Void True God level 'Jia You Zhe' in one fell swoop, these are treasures, even for the Eternal True God, they are wealth that cannot be ignored.

After seeing Wang Yi's terrifying strength, Jiang Hu and others looked at him differently, with more awe in their hearts.

Therefore, when distributing the spoils of war, Wang Yi took away the leader-level ‘Jia Youzhe’ alone, and the others were distributed among everyone.

Immediately, everyone quickly left the battlefield.

Less than a day after everyone left, a group of dark figures appeared on the battlefield.

Among the figures shrouded in black mist, a tall figure with three pairs of blood-red eyes looked around and made a strange sound that was different from the common language of the continent of origin.

"It's a practitioner. A practitioner passed by here not long ago."

The other shadows suddenly roared angrily:

"Damn practitioners!"

"It's them again!"

"One day, our clan will fight back, take back our homeland, kill all their strong men, enslave their descendants, and make them slaves for the rest of their lives, suffering torture and humiliation to death!"

These black figures all spoke strange languages, and their bodies were filled with chaotic air currents.

They are the indigenous life forms that originated from the continent, and they are also what practitioners call barbarians.

It can be heard from their tone that they hate the cultivators with great hatred.

In the eyes of the indigenous lifeforms, these practitioners on the Origin Continent are invaders, and they are the real owners of this land.

The continent of origin is huge, but there are only so many places suitable for life to live and reproduce.

For the sake of territory, countless wars broke out between the two camps.

In the endless years of war, the hatred between the indigenous camp and the cultivator camp has reached the point of incessant hatred.

"Gluguno." The tallest figure in the black shadow, with two thick horns faintly on his head, spoke, making a hoarse and powerful voice, "Those practitioners, which way are you going?"

Gruguno is the one who is best at detecting and tracking in their tribe, clan, and tribe.

Even though they are also ancient tribes, the ancient tribes also have many royal families, big families, ordinary weak tribes, and the tribes are divided into countless clans and tribes.

Each ancient bloodline may have different talents and be good at different things.

There are dozens of royal clans in the ancient clan, and many large clans and tribes are derived and split from the royal clans.

The indigenous creature named Gruguno has a large head, six pointed ears, and a long neck. Its body is relatively thin compared to other black figures, and its body shape looks a bit like an upright mouse.

It carefully flew around the battlefield, then pointed in one direction, "They went that way, it was a day ago."

The natives in the black mist started talking.

"Isn't that Tiangong Valley?"

"The people of the Tiangong tribe are preparing to hunt a large group of practitioners there. It seems that there are several saints sent by the royal family there, and I don't know how many priests and generals there are."

"If those practitioners really dare to go anywhere, they are probably dead."

The tall and burly Niujiao native glanced at the companions around him and said, "Since they have gone to Tiangong Valley, we don't need to chase them. Let's go and hunt other practitioners."

"Let's go!"

"For the great ancestor!"

"Dedicate the lives of those practitioners to the ancient ancestors!"

Other indigenous beings were also filled with murderous intent, their eyes full of evil glare, and they roared.

The ancient ancestor is the recognized source of all indigenous life and their common belief totem.

…

The origin continent is vast and vast, nurtured by the mysterious origin, and has various natural environments.

"Huh?" Wang Yi sat in the Babel Tower, looking up at the purple clouds in the distance.

Under the clouds, there are violent air currents and ice and snow mixed in the air currents.

"Pa bang bang..."

The ice and snow hit the Tower of Babel, making a crisp sound.

Wang Yi's mind is always connected to the Tower of Babel, and he can clearly feel that every piece of ice and snow is as powerful as a six-level attack.

Just one or two slices alone.

And in front of us... is boundless ice and snow.

The tens of millions of light-years that Wang Yi could see were filled with storms, ice and snow.

"Here, the space fluctuations have been completely destroyed. You can't even teleport, so you can only rely on flying to cross."

Wang Yi calmly looked at the wind and snow outside, sitting on the throne, drinking wine, with the cat-like Chi Yu curled up at his feet.

"Woo~~" The white fluffy Chiyou yawned lazily. There was also a jade basin in front of it, and there was also fragrant wine in the basin.

Wang Yi really kept this true god Chi Yu as a pet.

An ancient ship and a black iron tower-shaped palace braved the wind and snow to move forward.

"Brothers Jiujiang, this Ziyun Icefield covers an area of ​​more than a trillion light-years. Because we can't teleport, even if we go directly through it, it will take almost ten thousand years." Jiang Hu's voice came over. "And, we still have to go through it. Avoiding some dangerous places in the Ziyun Icefield will take even more time, probably 20,000 to 30,000 years."

Wang Yi nodded.

The wilderness is more dangerous than the realm of practitioners.

This Ziyun Icefield is just the most ordinary place.

There are not many dangers that can pose a threat to the Eternal True God, so just be careful to avoid them.

Wang Yi looked dimly at the howling ice and snow outside, and there was something faintly swimming inside the purple clouds that surged like rough sea water. Inadvertently, he could see a scale and a tail exposed.

Ziyun Icefield is the safest on the periphery and the most dangerous in the center, where the power of the ice storm can threaten the True God of the Void.

And there are some terrible beings lurking among them.

For example, there are some powerful beings naturally bred here, or the indigenous people.

"After passing here, we will reach Tiangong Valley, and Mi Shen Ze is still far away." Wang Yi sighed.

The continent of origin is so big that traveling there takes a long time.

It is normal for thousands of epochs.

Deep in the Ziyun Icefield, in a vast underground hall, figures are shrouded in black mist. These figures are densely distributed in a circle, and each one has a terrifying and vast aura. These figures are mainly divided into three categories, among which

One type is humanoid, some have hair and scales exposed, some are wearing armor and robes, some are no different from humans, with almost no difference in appearance, and some just have a rough human shape, with a ferocious and terrifying appearance.

One category is non-humanoid, such as grotesque beasts, which come in various shapes.

The last category is a group of weird existences composed of distorted light, shadow and mist, constantly changing shapes, and vague and weird magic sounds emitting from their bodies, causing ripples in the air.

The core of the crowd is a burly man with red skin and one horn. He has a pair of blood-red eyes, but his eyes are as calm and gentle as a lake.

"This time, all the tribes around our Tiangong Valley acted together and gathered countless elite warriors, as well as saints sent by the royal family. The purpose is to eliminate the cultivators' Nine Heavens Legion! At least one of them must be eliminated!"

The red-skinned strong man looked around, seeing the murderous look in the eyes of his tribesmen, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Although we don't operate with the large army, we still have our own mission, which is to hunt down the practitioners who appear nearby as much as possible. As long as we find them, we will not let anyone go!"

"This is our hunting ground!"
To be continued...