That dog, Tang San!"
Chu Feng slapped his thigh in rage, the copy of Douluo Continent in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.
He had just finished the Jialing Pass plot, and the hypocritical Tang San's victory was far too shameless.
The beautiful mother and daughter, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, met such a tragic end.
He expressed deep sympathy and reached toward the edge of the table, intending to take a gulp of water to calm down before giving a proper rant.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning roared outside the window, and Chu Feng trembled all over from the shock.
Oh no, the water cup is going to fall, bang!
Water spilled onto the power strip, and sparks hissed and surged upward.
Chu Feng felt a wave of numbness throughout his body; he was finished!
But he didn't seem completely dead; with the flowing colors before his eyes, was this heaven?
"Ah, my back and waist ache. Where on earth is this?"
Chu Feng struggled to get up with all his might and found himself in a vast, dense forest.
Needless to say, he had truly transmigrated, and the place he ended up in left him speechless.
But before he could calm down, a heat current rolled within his body, as if he were being boiled in a deep fryer.
Was this a mandatory test for transmigrators? Chu Feng thought about finding a water source to cool down.
He felt around, and soon, a strange fragrance attracted him, along with the sound of gurgling water.
After walking a few steps in that direction, he seemed to spot a back flickering in the grass.
No, more accurately, it was the jade-like back of a gorgeous beauty.
Chu Feng swallowed his saliva. Could this be a match made in heaven, the so-called newbie benefit for transmigrators?
He tried to get a little closer, and he could see more clearly.
This beauty was in a shallow pool, her slender jade hands intentionally splashing the clear water—a splash here, a splash there—she was extremely lively.
However, Chu Feng was so captivated that he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings.
With a slip of his foot, he fell sideways into the grass, triggering a sudden burst of birdsong.
Chu Feng's expression froze, and he immediately got up to run.
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, a powerful and furious voice echoed through the skies.
Chu Feng realized he was in trouble; if only he hadn't been so overly curious.
She slowly turned her head, covering her chest with her hands, her eyes filled with hostility.
Is it Qian Renxue?
How is it her?
Chu Feng finally realized he had come to the Douluo World, and this was the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Uh, I'm just passing through. Do you believe me?"
Chu Feng squeezed out an awkward smile and waved his hand helplessly.
"You're looking for death!"
Qian Renxue didn't give him a chance to explain at all. She released her spirit power with both hands, causing the entire pool of water to surge several meters high.
She quickly grabbed her clothes from the poolside, wrapping her body in a second, and in the next, she stepped into the air.
Her movements were like a thunderbolt, as if she wanted to skin Chu Feng alive.
Her spirit power stirred accordingly, and a sudden gale erupted from all directions.
Chu Feng was disheveled in the wind, but he didn't forget to observe closely; after all, he was facing the god-level Spirit, the Seraphim.
Even though Qian Renxue was in the prime of her youth, the innate Qian family bloodline already made her appear exceptionally powerful.
Curiosity accompanied by a shiver, Chu Feng stood rooted to the spot.
"Wait."
Chu Feng had just called for a stop, but instead, it completely infuriated Qian Renxue.
"You still want me to spare you? Keep dreaming!"
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Qian Renxue's entire body shone with golden light as a long sword blade filled with brilliant flames condensed from her left hand.
Her eyes locked onto Chu Feng, and after gathering momentum, she dove down.
Chu Feng's feet felt as if they were filled with lead, rooted to the spot; he had no chance to dodge.
However, if he were to die again, it would be a disgrace to his status as a transmigrator.
[Host is in danger, System descending.]
As a mechanical voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind, everything within a thousand miles instantly came to a halt.
Time froze at this moment; nothing moved, as silent as death.
Qian Renxue's face was distorted with rage, and under the golden light, her rounded and smooth features were fully revealed, like an oil painting.
[Investiture of the Gods System loaded for the Host. You can become stronger by investing others as gods.]
[The Host can arbitrarily designate others for investiture. Once they complete several tribulations and trials, they can directly prove their Dao and be granted a God Position.]
[All who become gods shall honor the Host and answer to the Host; the Host's power will always be above the gods.]
[All who become gods are below one but above ten thousand; the Host possesses all their abilities.]
[All who become gods do not answer to the Heavenly Dao nor follow human ways; the Host possesses the rules of the Great Dao's evolution.]
[Now issuing the Investiture of the Gods Three-Piece Set: god beating whip, investiture of the gods list, three-ring sword.]
[Please invest one person as a god as soon as possible. Reward: one mysterious gift pack.]
Chu Feng's mind shook, and before he could carefully contemplate it, thousands of Daoist techniques surged within him.
When he opened his eyes, the profound mysteries of heaven and earth's creation slowly descended upon him; when he closed them, the spiritual resonance with all things slowly knocked on his heart's door.
But it wasn't enough; his divine force was only a single wisp. To prove the three thousand Great Daos, he still needed to strengthen himself.
So he had to invest gods, and since this was the Douluo Continent, it meant he could provide shortcuts for others.
What Seagod Nine Trials? What Angel God Nine Trials? All of them are old news.
What becoming a god at level 100? What Divinity inheritance? All of them are void.
From now on, Chu Feng will perform a different Investiture of the Gods on Douluo!
Chu Feng thought, and with a light, confident wave of his hand, time began to flow again.
The trees were still whistling in the wind, and the ground was still trembling.
And Qian Renxue froze for a second, but without much hesitation, she raised her sword and attacked again.
Chu Feng was calm and composed. Looking directly at her, he instantly understood everything Qian Renxue had learned in her life.
That's right, the first person he decided to invest was Qian Renxue; he wanted to change her tragic fate.
To completely make that dog Tang San a loser of history—that was Chu Feng's goal.
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Chu Feng shouted out the Spirit Ability, and his spirit power immediately soared to level 50 Spirit Ancestor, also possessing an innate full spirit power of level 20.
Bang!
Hiss!
Qian Renxue was too slow to pull back. Although her face was filled with shock, her sword still clashed against Chu Feng's.
In a flash, it was a battle of angels!
Qian Renxue couldn't believe what was happening. Was there another angelic inheritance in the world like that of the Qian family?
Moreover, his spirit power, spirit rings, and even his age and tactics were exactly the same as hers.
"Who exactly are you!"
That dog, Tang San!"
Chu Feng slapped his thigh in rage, the copy of Douluo Continent in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.
He had just finished the Jialing Pass plot, and the hypocritical Tang San's victory was far too shameless.
The beautiful mother and daughter, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, met such a tragic end.
He expressed deep sympathy and reached toward the edge of the table, intending to take a gulp of water to calm down before giving a proper rant.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning roared outside the window, and Chu Feng trembled all over from the shock.
Oh no, the water cup is going to fall, bang!
Water spilled onto the power strip, and sparks hissed and surged upward.
Chu Feng felt a wave of numbness throughout his body; he was finished!
But he didn't seem completely dead; with the flowing colors before his eyes, was this heaven?
"Ah, my back and waist ache. Where on earth is this?"
Chu Feng struggled to get up with all his might and found himself in a vast, dense forest.
Needless to say, he had truly transmigrated, and the place he ended up in left him speechless.
But before he could calm down, a heat current rolled within his body, as if he were being boiled in a deep fryer.
Was this a mandatory test for transmigrators? Chu Feng thought about finding a water source to cool down.
He felt around, and soon, a strange fragrance attracted him, along with the sound of gurgling water.
After walking a few steps in that direction, he seemed to spot a back flickering in the grass.
No, more accurately, it was the jade-like back of a gorgeous beauty.
Chu Feng swallowed his saliva. Could this be a match made in heaven, the so-called newbie benefit for transmigrators?
He tried to get a little closer, and he could see more clearly.
This beauty was in a shallow pool, her slender jade hands intentionally splashing the clear water—a splash here, a splash there—she was extremely lively.
However, Chu Feng was so captivated that he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings.
With a slip of his foot, he fell sideways into the grass, triggering a sudden burst of birdsong.
Chu Feng's expression froze, and he immediately got up to run.
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, a powerful and furious voice echoed through the skies.
Chu Feng realized he was in trouble; if only he hadn't been so overly curious.
She slowly turned her head, covering her chest with her hands, her eyes filled with hostility.
Is it Qian Renxue?
How is it her?
Chu Feng finally realized he had come to the Douluo World, and this was the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Uh, I'm just passing through. Do you believe me?"
Chu Feng squeezed out an awkward smile and waved his hand helplessly.
"You're looking for death!"
Qian Renxue didn't give him a chance to explain at all. She released her spirit power with both hands, causing the entire pool of water to surge several meters high.
She quickly grabbed her clothes from the poolside, wrapping her body in a second, and in the next, she stepped into the air.
Her movements were like a thunderbolt, as if she wanted to skin Chu Feng alive.
Her spirit power stirred accordingly, and a sudden gale erupted from all directions.
Chu Feng was disheveled in the wind, but he didn't forget to observe closely; after all, he was facing the god-level Spirit, the Seraphim.
Even though Qian Renxue was in the prime of her youth, the innate Qian family bloodline already made her appear exceptionally powerful.
Curiosity accompanied by a shiver, Chu Feng stood rooted to the spot.
"Wait."
Chu Feng had just called for a stop, but instead, it completely infuriated Qian Renxue.
"You still want me to spare you? Keep dreaming!"
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Qian Renxue's entire body shone with golden light as a long sword blade filled with brilliant flames condensed from her left hand.
Her eyes locked onto Chu Feng, and after gathering momentum, she dove down.
Chu Feng's feet felt as if they were filled with lead, rooted to the spot; he had no chance to dodge.
However, if he were to die again, it would be a disgrace to his status as a transmigrator.
[Host is in danger, System descending.]
As a mechanical voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind, everything within a thousand miles instantly came to a halt.
Time froze at this moment; nothing moved, as silent as death.
Qian Renxue's face was distorted with rage, and under the golden light, her rounded and smooth features were fully revealed, like an oil painting.
[Investiture of the Gods System loaded for the Host. You can become stronger by investing others as gods.]
[The Host can arbitrarily designate others for investiture. Once they complete several tribulations and trials, they can directly prove their Dao and be granted a God Position.]
[All who become gods shall honor the Host and answer to the Host; the Host's power will always be above the gods.]
[All who become gods are below one but above ten thousand; the Host possesses all their abilities.]
[All who become gods do not answer to the Heavenly Dao nor follow human ways; the Host possesses the rules of the Great Dao's evolution.]
[Now issuing the Investiture of the Gods Three-Piece Set: god beating whip, investiture of the gods list, three-ring sword.]
[Please invest one person as a god as soon as possible. Reward: one mysterious gift pack.]
Chu Feng's mind shook, and before he could carefully contemplate it, thousands of Daoist techniques surged within him.
When he opened his eyes, the profound mysteries of heaven and earth's creation slowly descended upon him; when he closed them, the spiritual resonance with all things slowly knocked on his heart's door.
But it wasn't enough; his divine force was only a single wisp. To prove the three thousand Great Daos, he still needed to strengthen himself.
So he had to invest gods, and since this was the Douluo Continent, it meant he could provide shortcuts for others.
What Seagod Nine Trials? What Angel God Nine Trials? All of them are old news.
What becoming a god at level 100? What Divinity inheritance? All of them are void.
From now on, Chu Feng will perform a different Investiture of the Gods on Douluo!
Chu Feng thought, and with a light, confident wave of his hand, time began to flow again.
The trees were still whistling in the wind, and the ground was still trembling.
And Qian Renxue froze for a second, but without much hesitation, she raised her sword and attacked again.
Chu Feng was calm and composed. Looking directly at her, he instantly understood everything Qian Renxue had learned in her life.
That's right, the first person he decided to invest was Qian Renxue; he wanted to change her tragic fate.
To completely make that dog Tang San a loser of history—that was Chu Feng's goal.
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Chu Feng shouted out the Spirit Ability, and his spirit power immediately soared to level 50 Spirit Ancestor, also possessing an innate full spirit power of level 20.
Bang!
Hiss!
Qian Renxue was too slow to pull back. Although her face was filled with shock, her sword still clashed against Chu Feng's.
In a flash, it was a battle of angels!
Qian Renxue couldn't believe what was happening. Was there another angelic inheritance in the world like that of the Qian family?
Moreover, his spirit power, spirit rings, and even his age and tactics were exactly the same as hers.
"Who exactly are you!"
That dog, Tang San!"
Chu Feng slapped his thigh in rage, the copy of Douluo Continent in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.
He had just finished the Jialing Pass plot, and the hypocritical Tang San's victory was far too shameless.
The beautiful mother and daughter, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, met such a tragic end.
He expressed deep sympathy and reached toward the edge of the table, intending to take a gulp of water to calm down before giving a proper rant.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning roared outside the window, and Chu Feng trembled all over from the shock.
Oh no, the water cup is going to fall, bang!
Water spilled onto the power strip, and sparks hissed and surged upward.
Chu Feng felt a wave of numbness throughout his body; he was finished!
But he didn't seem completely dead; with the flowing colors before his eyes, was this heaven?
"Ah, my back and waist ache. Where on earth is this?"
Chu Feng struggled to get up with all his might and found himself in a vast, dense forest.
Needless to say, he had truly transmigrated, and the place he ended up in left him speechless.
But before he could calm down, a heat current rolled within his body, as if he were being boiled in a deep fryer.
Was this a mandatory test for transmigrators? Chu Feng thought about finding a water source to cool down.
He felt around, and soon, a strange fragrance attracted him, along with the sound of gurgling water.
After walking a few steps in that direction, he seemed to spot a back flickering in the grass.
No, more accurately, it was the jade-like back of a gorgeous beauty.
Chu Feng swallowed his saliva. Could this be a match made in heaven, the so-called newbie benefit for transmigrators?
He tried to get a little closer, and he could see more clearly.
This beauty was in a shallow pool, her slender jade hands intentionally splashing the clear water—a splash here, a splash there—she was extremely lively.
However, Chu Feng was so captivated that he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings.
With a slip of his foot, he fell sideways into the grass, triggering a sudden burst of birdsong.
Chu Feng's expression froze, and he immediately got up to run.
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, a powerful and furious voice echoed through the skies.
Chu Feng realized he was in trouble; if only he hadn't been so overly curious.
She slowly turned her head, covering her chest with her hands, her eyes filled with hostility.
Is it Qian Renxue?
How is it her?
Chu Feng finally realized he had come to the Douluo World, and this was the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Uh, I'm just passing through. Do you believe me?"
Chu Feng squeezed out an awkward smile and waved his hand helplessly.
"You're looking for death!"
Qian Renxue didn't give him a chance to explain at all. She released her spirit power with both hands, causing the entire pool of water to surge several meters high.
She quickly grabbed her clothes from the poolside, wrapping her body in a second, and in the next, she stepped into the air.
Her movements were like a thunderbolt, as if she wanted to skin Chu Feng alive.
Her spirit power stirred accordingly, and a sudden gale erupted from all directions.
Chu Feng was disheveled in the wind, but he didn't forget to observe closely; after all, he was facing the god-level Spirit, the Seraphim.
Even though Qian Renxue was in the prime of her youth, the innate Qian family bloodline already made her appear exceptionally powerful.
Curiosity accompanied by a shiver, Chu Feng stood rooted to the spot.
"Wait."
Chu Feng had just called for a stop, but instead, it completely infuriated Qian Renxue.
"You still want me to spare you? Keep dreaming!"
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Qian Renxue's entire body shone with golden light as a long sword blade filled with brilliant flames condensed from her left hand.
Her eyes locked onto Chu Feng, and after gathering momentum, she dove down.
Chu Feng's feet felt as if they were filled with lead, rooted to the spot; he had no chance to dodge.
However, if he were to die again, it would be a disgrace to his status as a transmigrator.
[Host is in danger, System descending.]
As a mechanical voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind, everything within a thousand miles instantly came to a halt.
Time froze at this moment; nothing moved, as silent as death.
Qian Renxue's face was distorted with rage, and under the golden light, her rounded and smooth features were fully revealed, like an oil painting.
[Investiture of the Gods System loaded for the Host. You can become stronger by investing others as gods.]
[The Host can arbitrarily designate others for investiture. Once they complete several tribulations and trials, they can directly prove their Dao and be granted a God Position.]
[All who become gods shall honor the Host and answer to the Host; the Host's power will always be above the gods.]
[All who become gods are below one but above ten thousand; the Host possesses all their abilities.]
[All who become gods do not answer to the Heavenly Dao nor follow human ways; the Host possesses the rules of the Great Dao's evolution.]
[Now issuing the Investiture of the Gods Three-Piece Set: god beating whip, investiture of the gods list, three-ring sword.]
[Please invest one person as a god as soon as possible. Reward: one mysterious gift pack.]
Chu Feng's mind shook, and before he could carefully contemplate it, thousands of Daoist techniques surged within him.
When he opened his eyes, the profound mysteries of heaven and earth's creation slowly descended upon him; when he closed them, the spiritual resonance with all things slowly knocked on his heart's door.
But it wasn't enough; his divine force was only a single wisp. To prove the three thousand Great Daos, he still needed to strengthen himself.
So he had to invest gods, and since this was the Douluo Continent, it meant he could provide shortcuts for others.
What Seagod Nine Trials? What Angel God Nine Trials? All of them are old news.
What becoming a god at level 100? What Divinity inheritance? All of them are void.
From now on, Chu Feng will perform a different Investiture of the Gods on Douluo!
Chu Feng thought, and with a light, confident wave of his hand, time began to flow again.
The trees were still whistling in the wind, and the ground was still trembling.
And Qian Renxue froze for a second, but without much hesitation, she raised her sword and attacked again.
Chu Feng was calm and composed. Looking directly at her, he instantly understood everything Qian Renxue had learned in her life.
That's right, the first person he decided to invest was Qian Renxue; he wanted to change her tragic fate.
To completely make that dog Tang San a loser of history—that was Chu Feng's goal.
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Chu Feng shouted out the Spirit Ability, and his spirit power immediately soared to level 50 Spirit Ancestor, also possessing an innate full spirit power of level 20.
Bang!
Hiss!
Qian Renxue was too slow to pull back. Although her face was filled with shock, her sword still clashed against Chu Feng's.
In a flash, it was a battle of angels!
Qian Renxue couldn't believe what was happening. Was there another angelic inheritance in the world like that of the Qian family?
Moreover, his spirit power, spirit rings, and even his age and tactics were exactly the same as hers.
"Who exactly are you!"
That dog, Tang San!"
Chu Feng slapped his thigh in rage, the copy of Douluo Continent in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.
He had just finished the Jialing Pass plot, and the hypocritical Tang San's victory was far too shameless.
The beautiful mother and daughter, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, met such a tragic end.
He expressed deep sympathy and reached toward the edge of the table, intending to take a gulp of water to calm down before giving a proper rant.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning roared outside the window, and Chu Feng trembled all over from the shock.
Oh no, the water cup is going to fall, bang!
Water spilled onto the power strip, and sparks hissed and surged upward.
Chu Feng felt a wave of numbness throughout his body; he was finished!
But he didn't seem completely dead; with the flowing colors before his eyes, was this heaven?
"Ah, my back and waist ache. Where on earth is this?"
Chu Feng struggled to get up with all his might and found himself in a vast, dense forest.
Needless to say, he had truly transmigrated, and the place he ended up in left him speechless.
But before he could calm down, a heat current rolled within his body, as if he were being boiled in a deep fryer.
Was this a mandatory test for transmigrators? Chu Feng thought about finding a water source to cool down.
He felt around, and soon, a strange fragrance attracted him, along with the sound of gurgling water.
After walking a few steps in that direction, he seemed to spot a back flickering in the grass.
No, more accurately, it was the jade-like back of a gorgeous beauty.
Chu Feng swallowed his saliva. Could this be a match made in heaven, the so-called newbie benefit for transmigrators?
He tried to get a little closer, and he could see more clearly.
This beauty was in a shallow pool, her slender jade hands intentionally splashing the clear water—a splash here, a splash there—she was extremely lively.
However, Chu Feng was so captivated that he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings.
With a slip of his foot, he fell sideways into the grass, triggering a sudden burst of birdsong.
Chu Feng's expression froze, and he immediately got up to run.
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, a powerful and furious voice echoed through the skies.
Chu Feng realized he was in trouble; if only he hadn't been so overly curious.
She slowly turned her head, covering her chest with her hands, her eyes filled with hostility.
Is it Qian Renxue?
How is it her?
Chu Feng finally realized he had come to the Douluo World, and this was the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Uh, I'm just passing through. Do you believe me?"
Chu Feng squeezed out an awkward smile and waved his hand helplessly.
"You're looking for death!"
Qian Renxue didn't give him a chance to explain at all. She released her spirit power with both hands, causing the entire pool of water to surge several meters high.
She quickly grabbed her clothes from the poolside, wrapping her body in a second, and in the next, she stepped into the air.
Her movements were like a thunderbolt, as if she wanted to skin Chu Feng alive.
Her spirit power stirred accordingly, and a sudden gale erupted from all directions.
Chu Feng was disheveled in the wind, but he didn't forget to observe closely; after all, he was facing the god-level Spirit, the Seraphim.
Even though Qian Renxue was in the prime of her youth, the innate Qian family bloodline already made her appear exceptionally powerful.
Curiosity accompanied by a shiver, Chu Feng stood rooted to the spot.
"Wait."
Chu Feng had just called for a stop, but instead, it completely infuriated Qian Renxue.
"You still want me to spare you? Keep dreaming!"
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Qian Renxue's entire body shone with golden light as a long sword blade filled with brilliant flames condensed from her left hand.
Her eyes locked onto Chu Feng, and after gathering momentum, she dove down.
Chu Feng's feet felt as if they were filled with lead, rooted to the spot; he had no chance to dodge.
However, if he were to die again, it would be a disgrace to his status as a transmigrator.
[Host is in danger, System descending.]
As a mechanical voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind, everything within a thousand miles instantly came to a halt.
Time froze at this moment; nothing moved, as silent as death.
Qian Renxue's face was distorted with rage, and under the golden light, her rounded and smooth features were fully revealed, like an oil painting.
[Investiture of the Gods System loaded for the Host. You can become stronger by investing others as gods.]
[The Host can arbitrarily designate others for investiture. Once they complete several tribulations and trials, they can directly prove their Dao and be granted a God Position.]
[All who become gods shall honor the Host and answer to the Host; the Host's power will always be above the gods.]
[All who become gods are below one but above ten thousand; the Host possesses all their abilities.]
[All who become gods do not answer to the Heavenly Dao nor follow human ways; the Host possesses the rules of the Great Dao's evolution.]
[Now issuing the Investiture of the Gods Three-Piece Set: god beating whip, investiture of the gods list, three-ring sword.]
[Please invest one person as a god as soon as possible. Reward: one mysterious gift pack.]
Chu Feng's mind shook, and before he could carefully contemplate it, thousands of Daoist techniques surged within him.
When he opened his eyes, the profound mysteries of heaven and earth's creation slowly descended upon him; when he closed them, the spiritual resonance with all things slowly knocked on his heart's door.
But it wasn't enough; his divine force was only a single wisp. To prove the three thousand Great Daos, he still needed to strengthen himself.
So he had to invest gods, and since this was the Douluo Continent, it meant he could provide shortcuts for others.
What Seagod Nine Trials? What Angel God Nine Trials? All of them are old news.
What becoming a god at level 100? What Divinity inheritance? All of them are void.
From now on, Chu Feng will perform a different Investiture of the Gods on Douluo!
Chu Feng thought, and with a light, confident wave of his hand, time began to flow again.
The trees were still whistling in the wind, and the ground was still trembling.
And Qian Renxue froze for a second, but without much hesitation, she raised her sword and attacked again.
Chu Feng was calm and composed. Looking directly at her, he instantly understood everything Qian Renxue had learned in her life.
That's right, the first person he decided to invest was Qian Renxue; he wanted to change her tragic fate.
To completely make that dog Tang San a loser of history—that was Chu Feng's goal.
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Chu Feng shouted out the Spirit Ability, and his spirit power immediately soared to level 50 Spirit Ancestor, also possessing an innate full spirit power of level 20.
Bang!
Hiss!
Qian Renxue was too slow to pull back. Although her face was filled with shock, her sword still clashed against Chu Feng's.
In a flash, it was a battle of angels!
Qian Renxue couldn't believe what was happening. Was there another angelic inheritance in the world like that of the Qian family?
Moreover, his spirit power, spirit rings, and even his age and tactics were exactly the same as hers.
"Who exactly are you!"
That dog, Tang San!"
Chu Feng slapped his thigh in rage, the copy of Douluo Continent in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.
He had just finished the Jialing Pass plot, and the hypocritical Tang San's victory was far too shameless.
The beautiful mother and daughter, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, met such a tragic end.
He expressed deep sympathy and reached toward the edge of the table, intending to take a gulp of water to calm down before giving a proper rant.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning roared outside the window, and Chu Feng trembled all over from the shock.
Oh no, the water cup is going to fall, bang!
Water spilled onto the power strip, and sparks hissed and surged upward.
Chu Feng felt a wave of numbness throughout his body; he was finished!
But he didn't seem completely dead; with the flowing colors before his eyes, was this heaven?
"Ah, my back and waist ache. Where on earth is this?"
Chu Feng struggled to get up with all his might and found himself in a vast, dense forest.
Needless to say, he had truly transmigrated, and the place he ended up in left him speechless.
But before he could calm down, a heat current rolled within his body, as if he were being boiled in a deep fryer.
Was this a mandatory test for transmigrators? Chu Feng thought about finding a water source to cool down.
He felt around, and soon, a strange fragrance attracted him, along with the sound of gurgling water.
After walking a few steps in that direction, he seemed to spot a back flickering in the grass.
No, more accurately, it was the jade-like back of a gorgeous beauty.
Chu Feng swallowed his saliva. Could this be a match made in heaven, the so-called newbie benefit for transmigrators?
He tried to get a little closer, and he could see more clearly.
This beauty was in a shallow pool, her slender jade hands intentionally splashing the clear water—a splash here, a splash there—she was extremely lively.
However, Chu Feng was so captivated that he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings.
With a slip of his foot, he fell sideways into the grass, triggering a sudden burst of birdsong.
Chu Feng's expression froze, and he immediately got up to run.
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, a powerful and furious voice echoed through the skies.
Chu Feng realized he was in trouble; if only he hadn't been so overly curious.
She slowly turned her head, covering her chest with her hands, her eyes filled with hostility.
Is it Qian Renxue?
How is it her?
Chu Feng finally realized he had come to the Douluo World, and this was the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Uh, I'm just passing through. Do you believe me?"
Chu Feng squeezed out an awkward smile and waved his hand helplessly.
"You're looking for death!"
Qian Renxue didn't give him a chance to explain at all. She released her spirit power with both hands, causing the entire pool of water to surge several meters high.
She quickly grabbed her clothes from the poolside, wrapping her body in a second, and in the next, she stepped into the air.
Her movements were like a thunderbolt, as if she wanted to skin Chu Feng alive.
Her spirit power stirred accordingly, and a sudden gale erupted from all directions.
Chu Feng was disheveled in the wind, but he didn't forget to observe closely; after all, he was facing the god-level Spirit, the Seraphim.
Even though Qian Renxue was in the prime of her youth, the innate Qian family bloodline already made her appear exceptionally powerful.
Curiosity accompanied by a shiver, Chu Feng stood rooted to the spot.
"Wait."
Chu Feng had just called for a stop, but instead, it completely infuriated Qian Renxue.
"You still want me to spare you? Keep dreaming!"
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Qian Renxue's entire body shone with golden light as a long sword blade filled with brilliant flames condensed from her left hand.
Her eyes locked onto Chu Feng, and after gathering momentum, she dove down.
Chu Feng's feet felt as if they were filled with lead, rooted to the spot; he had no chance to dodge.
However, if he were to die again, it would be a disgrace to his status as a transmigrator.
[Host is in danger, System descending.]
As a mechanical voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind, everything within a thousand miles instantly came to a halt.
Time froze at this moment; nothing moved, as silent as death.
Qian Renxue's face was distorted with rage, and under the golden light, her rounded and smooth features were fully revealed, like an oil painting.
[Investiture of the Gods System loaded for the Host. You can become stronger by investing others as gods.]
[The Host can arbitrarily designate others for investiture. Once they complete several tribulations and trials, they can directly prove their Dao and be granted a God Position.]
[All who become gods shall honor the Host and answer to the Host; the Host's power will always be above the gods.]
[All who become gods are below one but above ten thousand; the Host possesses all their abilities.]
[All who become gods do not answer to the Heavenly Dao nor follow human ways; the Host possesses the rules of the Great Dao's evolution.]
[Now issuing the Investiture of the Gods Three-Piece Set: god beating whip, investiture of the gods list, three-ring sword.]
[Please invest one person as a god as soon as possible. Reward: one mysterious gift pack.]
Chu Feng's mind shook, and before he could carefully contemplate it, thousands of Daoist techniques surged within him.
When he opened his eyes, the profound mysteries of heaven and earth's creation slowly descended upon him; when he closed them, the spiritual resonance with all things slowly knocked on his heart's door.
But it wasn't enough; his divine force was only a single wisp. To prove the three thousand Great Daos, he still needed to strengthen himself.
So he had to invest gods, and since this was the Douluo Continent, it meant he could provide shortcuts for others.
What Seagod Nine Trials? What Angel God Nine Trials? All of them are old news.
What becoming a god at level 100? What Divinity inheritance? All of them are void.
From now on, Chu Feng will perform a different Investiture of the Gods on Douluo!
Chu Feng thought, and with a light, confident wave of his hand, time began to flow again.
The trees were still whistling in the wind, and the ground was still trembling.
And Qian Renxue froze for a second, but without much hesitation, she raised her sword and attacked again.
Chu Feng was calm and composed. Looking directly at her, he instantly understood everything Qian Renxue had learned in her life.
That's right, the first person he decided to invest was Qian Renxue; he wanted to change her tragic fate.
To completely make that dog Tang San a loser of history—that was Chu Feng's goal.
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Chu Feng shouted out the Spirit Ability, and his spirit power immediately soared to level 50 Spirit Ancestor, also possessing an innate full spirit power of level 20.
Bang!
Hiss!
Qian Renxue was too slow to pull back. Although her face was filled with shock, her sword still clashed against Chu Feng's.
In a flash, it was a battle of angels!
Qian Renxue couldn't believe what was happening. Was there another angelic inheritance in the world like that of the Qian family?
Moreover, his spirit power, spirit rings, and even his age and tactics were exactly the same as hers.
"Who exactly are you!"
That dog, Tang San!"
Chu Feng slapped his thigh in rage, the copy of Douluo Continent in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.
He had just finished the Jialing Pass plot, and the hypocritical Tang San's victory was far too shameless.
The beautiful mother and daughter, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, met such a tragic end.
He expressed deep sympathy and reached toward the edge of the table, intending to take a gulp of water to calm down before giving a proper rant.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning roared outside the window, and Chu Feng trembled all over from the shock.
Oh no, the water cup is going to fall, bang!
Water spilled onto the power strip, and sparks hissed and surged upward.
Chu Feng felt a wave of numbness throughout his body; he was finished!
But he didn't seem completely dead; with the flowing colors before his eyes, was this heaven?
"Ah, my back and waist ache. Where on earth is this?"
Chu Feng struggled to get up with all his might and found himself in a vast, dense forest.
Needless to say, he had truly transmigrated, and the place he ended up in left him speechless.
But before he could calm down, a heat current rolled within his body, as if he were being boiled in a deep fryer.
Was this a mandatory test for transmigrators? Chu Feng thought about finding a water source to cool down.
He felt around, and soon, a strange fragrance attracted him, along with the sound of gurgling water.
After walking a few steps in that direction, he seemed to spot a back flickering in the grass.
No, more accurately, it was the jade-like back of a gorgeous beauty.
Chu Feng swallowed his saliva. Could this be a match made in heaven, the so-called newbie benefit for transmigrators?
He tried to get a little closer, and he could see more clearly.
This beauty was in a shallow pool, her slender jade hands intentionally splashing the clear water—a splash here, a splash there—she was extremely lively.
However, Chu Feng was so captivated that he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings.
With a slip of his foot, he fell sideways into the grass, triggering a sudden burst of birdsong.
Chu Feng's expression froze, and he immediately got up to run.
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, a powerful and furious voice echoed through the skies.
Chu Feng realized he was in trouble; if only he hadn't been so overly curious.
She slowly turned her head, covering her chest with her hands, her eyes filled with hostility.
Is it Qian Renxue?
How is it her?
Chu Feng finally realized he had come to the Douluo World, and this was the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Uh, I'm just passing through. Do you believe me?"
Chu Feng squeezed out an awkward smile and waved his hand helplessly.
"You're looking for death!"
Qian Renxue didn't give him a chance to explain at all. She released her spirit power with both hands, causing the entire pool of water to surge several meters high.
She quickly grabbed her clothes from the poolside, wrapping her body in a second, and in the next, she stepped into the air.
Her movements were like a thunderbolt, as if she wanted to skin Chu Feng alive.
Her spirit power stirred accordingly, and a sudden gale erupted from all directions.
Chu Feng was disheveled in the wind, but he didn't forget to observe closely; after all, he was facing the god-level Spirit, the Seraphim.
Even though Qian Renxue was in the prime of her youth, the innate Qian family bloodline already made her appear exceptionally powerful.
Curiosity accompanied by a shiver, Chu Feng stood rooted to the spot.
"Wait."
Chu Feng had just called for a stop, but instead, it completely infuriated Qian Renxue.
"You still want me to spare you? Keep dreaming!"
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Qian Renxue's entire body shone with golden light as a long sword blade filled with brilliant flames condensed from her left hand.
Her eyes locked onto Chu Feng, and after gathering momentum, she dove down.
Chu Feng's feet felt as if they were filled with lead, rooted to the spot; he had no chance to dodge.
However, if he were to die again, it would be a disgrace to his status as a transmigrator.
[Host is in danger, System descending.]
As a mechanical voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind, everything within a thousand miles instantly came to a halt.
Time froze at this moment; nothing moved, as silent as death.
Qian Renxue's face was distorted with rage, and under the golden light, her rounded and smooth features were fully revealed, like an oil painting.
[Investiture of the Gods System loaded for the Host. You can become stronger by investing others as gods.]
[The Host can arbitrarily designate others for investiture. Once they complete several tribulations and trials, they can directly prove their Dao and be granted a God Position.]
[All who become gods shall honor the Host and answer to the Host; the Host's power will always be above the gods.]
[All who become gods are below one but above ten thousand; the Host possesses all their abilities.]
[All who become gods do not answer to the Heavenly Dao nor follow human ways; the Host possesses the rules of the Great Dao's evolution.]
[Now issuing the Investiture of the Gods Three-Piece Set: god beating whip, investiture of the gods list, three-ring sword.]
[Please invest one person as a god as soon as possible. Reward: one mysterious gift pack.]
Chu Feng's mind shook, and before he could carefully contemplate it, thousands of Daoist techniques surged within him.
When he opened his eyes, the profound mysteries of heaven and earth's creation slowly descended upon him; when he closed them, the spiritual resonance with all things slowly knocked on his heart's door.
But it wasn't enough; his divine force was only a single wisp. To prove the three thousand Great Daos, he still needed to strengthen himself.
So he had to invest gods, and since this was the Douluo Continent, it meant he could provide shortcuts for others.
What Seagod Nine Trials? What Angel God Nine Trials? All of them are old news.
What becoming a god at level 100? What Divinity inheritance? All of them are void.
From now on, Chu Feng will perform a different Investiture of the Gods on Douluo!
Chu Feng thought, and with a light, confident wave of his hand, time began to flow again.
The trees were still whistling in the wind, and the ground was still trembling.
And Qian Renxue froze for a second, but without much hesitation, she raised her sword and attacked again.
Chu Feng was calm and composed. Looking directly at her, he instantly understood everything Qian Renxue had learned in her life.
That's right, the first person he decided to invest was Qian Renxue; he wanted to change her tragic fate.
To completely make that dog Tang San a loser of history—that was Chu Feng's goal.
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Chu Feng shouted out the Spirit Ability, and his spirit power immediately soared to level 50 Spirit Ancestor, also possessing an innate full spirit power of level 20.
Bang!
Hiss!
Qian Renxue was too slow to pull back. Although her face was filled with shock, her sword still clashed against Chu Feng's.
In a flash, it was a battle of angels!
Qian Renxue couldn't believe what was happening. Was there another angelic inheritance in the world like that of the Qian family?
Moreover, his spirit power, spirit rings, and even his age and tactics were exactly the same as hers.
"Who exactly are you!"
That dog, Tang San!"
Chu Feng slapped his thigh in rage, the copy of Douluo Continent in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.
He had just finished the Jialing Pass plot, and the hypocritical Tang San's victory was far too shameless.
The beautiful mother and daughter, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, met such a tragic end.
He expressed deep sympathy and reached toward the edge of the table, intending to take a gulp of water to calm down before giving a proper rant.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning roared outside the window, and Chu Feng trembled all over from the shock.
Oh no, the water cup is going to fall, bang!
Water spilled onto the power strip, and sparks hissed and surged upward.
Chu Feng felt a wave of numbness throughout his body; he was finished!
But he didn't seem completely dead; with the flowing colors before his eyes, was this heaven?
"Ah, my back and waist ache. Where on earth is this?"
Chu Feng struggled to get up with all his might and found himself in a vast, dense forest.
Needless to say, he had truly transmigrated, and the place he ended up in left him speechless.
But before he could calm down, a heat current rolled within his body, as if he were being boiled in a deep fryer.
Was this a mandatory test for transmigrators? Chu Feng thought about finding a water source to cool down.
He felt around, and soon, a strange fragrance attracted him, along with the sound of gurgling water.
After walking a few steps in that direction, he seemed to spot a back flickering in the grass.
No, more accurately, it was the jade-like back of a gorgeous beauty.
Chu Feng swallowed his saliva. Could this be a match made in heaven, the so-called newbie benefit for transmigrators?
He tried to get a little closer, and he could see more clearly.
This beauty was in a shallow pool, her slender jade hands intentionally splashing the clear water—a splash here, a splash there—she was extremely lively.
However, Chu Feng was so captivated that he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings.
With a slip of his foot, he fell sideways into the grass, triggering a sudden burst of birdsong.
Chu Feng's expression froze, and he immediately got up to run.
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, a powerful and furious voice echoed through the skies.
Chu Feng realized he was in trouble; if only he hadn't been so overly curious.
She slowly turned her head, covering her chest with her hands, her eyes filled with hostility.
Is it Qian Renxue?
How is it her?
Chu Feng finally realized he had come to the Douluo World, and this was the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Uh, I'm just passing through. Do you believe me?"
Chu Feng squeezed out an awkward smile and waved his hand helplessly.
"You're looking for death!"
Qian Renxue didn't give him a chance to explain at all. She released her spirit power with both hands, causing the entire pool of water to surge several meters high.
She quickly grabbed her clothes from the poolside, wrapping her body in a second, and in the next, she stepped into the air.
Her movements were like a thunderbolt, as if she wanted to skin Chu Feng alive.
Her spirit power stirred accordingly, and a sudden gale erupted from all directions.
Chu Feng was disheveled in the wind, but he didn't forget to observe closely; after all, he was facing the god-level Spirit, the Seraphim.
Even though Qian Renxue was in the prime of her youth, the innate Qian family bloodline already made her appear exceptionally powerful.
Curiosity accompanied by a shiver, Chu Feng stood rooted to the spot.
"Wait."
Chu Feng had just called for a stop, but instead, it completely infuriated Qian Renxue.
"You still want me to spare you? Keep dreaming!"
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Qian Renxue's entire body shone with golden light as a long sword blade filled with brilliant flames condensed from her left hand.
Her eyes locked onto Chu Feng, and after gathering momentum, she dove down.
Chu Feng's feet felt as if they were filled with lead, rooted to the spot; he had no chance to dodge.
However, if he were to die again, it would be a disgrace to his status as a transmigrator.
[Host is in danger, System descending.]
As a mechanical voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind, everything within a thousand miles instantly came to a halt.
Time froze at this moment; nothing moved, as silent as death.
Qian Renxue's face was distorted with rage, and under the golden light, her rounded and smooth features were fully revealed, like an oil painting.
[Investiture of the Gods System loaded for the Host. You can become stronger by investing others as gods.]
[The Host can arbitrarily designate others for investiture. Once they complete several tribulations and trials, they can directly prove their Dao and be granted a God Position.]
[All who become gods shall honor the Host and answer to the Host; the Host's power will always be above the gods.]
[All who become gods are below one but above ten thousand; the Host possesses all their abilities.]
[All who become gods do not answer to the Heavenly Dao nor follow human ways; the Host possesses the rules of the Great Dao's evolution.]
[Now issuing the Investiture of the Gods Three-Piece Set: god beating whip, investiture of the gods list, three-ring sword.]
[Please invest one person as a god as soon as possible. Reward: one mysterious gift pack.]
Chu Feng's mind shook, and before he could carefully contemplate it, thousands of Daoist techniques surged within him.
When he opened his eyes, the profound mysteries of heaven and earth's creation slowly descended upon him; when he closed them, the spiritual resonance with all things slowly knocked on his heart's door.
But it wasn't enough; his divine force was only a single wisp. To prove the three thousand Great Daos, he still needed to strengthen himself.
So he had to invest gods, and since this was the Douluo Continent, it meant he could provide shortcuts for others.
What Seagod Nine Trials? What Angel God Nine Trials? All of them are old news.
What becoming a god at level 100? What Divinity inheritance? All of them are void.
From now on, Chu Feng will perform a different Investiture of the Gods on Douluo!
Chu Feng thought, and with a light, confident wave of his hand, time began to flow again.
The trees were still whistling in the wind, and the ground was still trembling.
And Qian Renxue froze for a second, but without much hesitation, she raised her sword and attacked again.
Chu Feng was calm and composed. Looking directly at her, he instantly understood everything Qian Renxue had learned in her life.
That's right, the first person he decided to invest was Qian Renxue; he wanted to change her tragic fate.
To completely make that dog Tang San a loser of history—that was Chu Feng's goal.
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Chu Feng shouted out the Spirit Ability, and his spirit power immediately soared to level 50 Spirit Ancestor, also possessing an innate full spirit power of level 20.
Bang!
Hiss!
Qian Renxue was too slow to pull back. Although her face was filled with shock, her sword still clashed against Chu Feng's.
In a flash, it was a battle of angels!
Qian Renxue couldn't believe what was happening. Was there another angelic inheritance in the world like that of the Qian family?
Moreover, his spirit power, spirit rings, and even his age and tactics were exactly the same as hers.
"Who exactly are you!"
That dog, Tang San!"
Chu Feng slapped his thigh in rage, the copy of Douluo Continent in his hand slammed heavily onto the ground.
He had just finished the Jialing Pass plot, and the hypocritical Tang San's victory was far too shameless.
The beautiful mother and daughter, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, met such a tragic end.
He expressed deep sympathy and reached toward the edge of the table, intending to take a gulp of water to calm down before giving a proper rant.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning roared outside the window, and Chu Feng trembled all over from the shock.
Oh no, the water cup is going to fall, bang!
Water spilled onto the power strip, and sparks hissed and surged upward.
Chu Feng felt a wave of numbness throughout his body; he was finished!
But he didn't seem completely dead; with the flowing colors before his eyes, was this heaven?
"Ah, my back and waist ache. Where on earth is this?"
Chu Feng struggled to get up with all his might and found himself in a vast, dense forest.
Needless to say, he had truly transmigrated, and the place he ended up in left him speechless.
But before he could calm down, a heat current rolled within his body, as if he were being boiled in a deep fryer.
Was this a mandatory test for transmigrators? Chu Feng thought about finding a water source to cool down.
He felt around, and soon, a strange fragrance attracted him, along with the sound of gurgling water.
After walking a few steps in that direction, he seemed to spot a back flickering in the grass.
No, more accurately, it was the jade-like back of a gorgeous beauty.
Chu Feng swallowed his saliva. Could this be a match made in heaven, the so-called newbie benefit for transmigrators?
He tried to get a little closer, and he could see more clearly.
This beauty was in a shallow pool, her slender jade hands intentionally splashing the clear water—a splash here, a splash there—she was extremely lively.
However, Chu Feng was so captivated that he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings.
With a slip of his foot, he fell sideways into the grass, triggering a sudden burst of birdsong.
Chu Feng's expression froze, and he immediately got up to run.
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, a powerful and furious voice echoed through the skies.
Chu Feng realized he was in trouble; if only he hadn't been so overly curious.
She slowly turned her head, covering her chest with her hands, her eyes filled with hostility.
Is it Qian Renxue?
How is it her?
Chu Feng finally realized he had come to the Douluo World, and this was the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Uh, I'm just passing through. Do you believe me?"
Chu Feng squeezed out an awkward smile and waved his hand helplessly.
"You're looking for death!"
Qian Renxue didn't give him a chance to explain at all. She released her spirit power with both hands, causing the entire pool of water to surge several meters high.
She quickly grabbed her clothes from the poolside, wrapping her body in a second, and in the next, she stepped into the air.
Her movements were like a thunderbolt, as if she wanted to skin Chu Feng alive.
Her spirit power stirred accordingly, and a sudden gale erupted from all directions.
Chu Feng was disheveled in the wind, but he didn't forget to observe closely; after all, he was facing the god-level Spirit, the Seraphim.
Even though Qian Renxue was in the prime of her youth, the innate Qian family bloodline already made her appear exceptionally powerful.
Curiosity accompanied by a shiver, Chu Feng stood rooted to the spot.
"Wait."
Chu Feng had just called for a stop, but instead, it completely infuriated Qian Renxue.
"You still want me to spare you? Keep dreaming!"
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Qian Renxue's entire body shone with golden light as a long sword blade filled with brilliant flames condensed from her left hand.
Her eyes locked onto Chu Feng, and after gathering momentum, she dove down.
Chu Feng's feet felt as if they were filled with lead, rooted to the spot; he had no chance to dodge.
However, if he were to die again, it would be a disgrace to his status as a transmigrator.
[Host is in danger, System descending.]
As a mechanical voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind, everything within a thousand miles instantly came to a halt.
Time froze at this moment; nothing moved, as silent as death.
Qian Renxue's face was distorted with rage, and under the golden light, her rounded and smooth features were fully revealed, like an oil painting.
[Investiture of the Gods System loaded for the Host. You can become stronger by investing others as gods.]
[The Host can arbitrarily designate others for investiture. Once they complete several tribulations and trials, they can directly prove their Dao and be granted a God Position.]
[All who become gods shall honor the Host and answer to the Host; the Host's power will always be above the gods.]
[All who become gods are below one but above ten thousand; the Host possesses all their abilities.]
[All who become gods do not answer to the Heavenly Dao nor follow human ways; the Host possesses the rules of the Great Dao's evolution.]
[Now issuing the Investiture of the Gods Three-Piece Set: god beating whip, investiture of the gods list, three-ring sword.]
[Please invest one person as a god as soon as possible. Reward: one mysterious gift pack.]
Chu Feng's mind shook, and before he could carefully contemplate it, thousands of Daoist techniques surged within him.
When he opened his eyes, the profound mysteries of heaven and earth's creation slowly descended upon him; when he closed them, the spiritual resonance with all things slowly knocked on his heart's door.
But it wasn't enough; his divine force was only a single wisp. To prove the three thousand Great Daos, he still needed to strengthen himself.
So he had to invest gods, and since this was the Douluo Continent, it meant he could provide shortcuts for others.
What Seagod Nine Trials? What Angel God Nine Trials? All of them are old news.
What becoming a god at level 100? What Divinity inheritance? All of them are void.
From now on, Chu Feng will perform a different Investiture of the Gods on Douluo!
Chu Feng thought, and with a light, confident wave of his hand, time began to flow again.
The trees were still whistling in the wind, and the ground was still trembling.
And Qian Renxue froze for a second, but without much hesitation, she raised her sword and attacked again.
Chu Feng was calm and composed. Looking directly at her, he instantly understood everything Qian Renxue had learned in her life.
That's right, the first person he decided to invest was Qian Renxue; he wanted to change her tragic fate.
To completely make that dog Tang San a loser of history—that was Chu Feng's goal.
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Sacred Sword!"
Chu Feng shouted out the Spirit Ability, and his spirit power immediately soared to level 50 Spirit Ancestor, also possessing an innate full spirit power of level 20.
Bang!
Hiss!
Qian Renxue was too slow to pull back. Although her face was filled with shock, her sword still clashed against Chu Feng's.
In a flash, it was a battle of angels!
Qian Renxue couldn't believe what was happening. Was there another angelic inheritance in the world like that of the Qian family?
Moreover, his spirit power, spirit rings, and even his age and tactics were exactly the same as hers.
"Who exactly are you!"