The spirit of a saint goes from the last calm, to insanity, to madness, and ultimately sees through life and death, burying itself, revealing a sense of desolation.


    "Could it be that the Ice and Fire Saint is truly buried behind this stone door!"


    Having seen the insane words written by the Ice and Fire Saint, the few main gods who were caught to scout are extremely terrified and dare not push the door open to enter.


    "Sir, it’s very likely that the Ice and Fire Saint is behind the stone door. For His Majesty’s plan, we have to be prudent. After all, no one knows what dangers lurk behind the place where the saint fell, as the Ice and Fire Saint went mad once."


    Jiao Feng said cautiously.


    "You make a valid point."


    Yang Teng nodded.


    "Sir, didn’t His Majesty give us an illusion divine symbol? Let this divine symbol project images of us, open the stone door, and see through the symbol’s perspective what is hidden inside the stone door."


    Jiao Feng reminded.


    "Illusion Divine Symbol!"


    Yang Teng moved his palm, and immediately injected his will into the divine symbol, imitating the shape of several people. Immediately, a surge of mana was exerted, and the tightly closed stone door was slowly pushed open.


    Using the perspective of the divine symbol!


    As soon as the stone door was pushed open, it seemed to be sucked in.


    Yang Teng saw in the interior of the stone door, a giant hall, the place where the Ice and Fire Saint meditated and secluded himself!


    In the center of it was an Ice and Fire Divine Stone, which resembled a coffin, sealing an elderly who had closed eyes and devoid of life’s aura.


    This elderly man was quite well dressed, and his face was calm as he awaited the arrival of his end. He was clearly the Ice and Fire Saint!


    But surrounding the Ice and Fire Saint, there were five shadows.


    "More people who’ve come to die."


    As these five people saw the newcomers slowly entering, they issued a cold voice. With a grab of their palms, it seemed like they pinched these people to death instantly and threw them over.


    "The blood sacrifice is almost done, it’s time to completely break open the Ice and Fire Divine Source, and take out the treasure of the Ice and Fire Saint!"


    A black long knife was floating above the head of these five people at this moment. After drinking a lot of fresh blood, it suddenly slashed towards the Ice and Fire Saint.


    The pitch-black long knife is actually a Holy Artifact Weapon!


    "Ah! I know who they are!"


    The Five Tyrants casually conversed.


    But the next moment, their faces greatly changed. The Sinful Sea Divine Knife did not tear this person’s body apart as envisioned; instead, it was punched away by him.


    "Worthy of the Holy Artifact Weapon. My fist can smash the Emperor-grade Artifact into scrap metal, but the Holy Artifact Weapon can still pose a threat to me."


    Yang Teng stood still.


    His body was incredibly strong, the vigorous lifeblood energy exploded, and the Primordial Chaos breath surged through him. His body was like a Primordial Chaos world, creating a colossal fluctuation like the great destruction of heaven and earth, shattering the vacuum spots just with minor movements.


    His punch instantly struck again, causing the entire crypt to explode.


    His attacks were wildly fierce, each punch seemed to create a new world, the chaotic divine thunder continuously exploded out.


    Chu Yuan had given him many Emperor-grade Divine Pills, so he didn’t fear the expenditure.


    "Damn, this guy is too strong. We can’t afford to give him any opportunity. All-out to activate the Sinful Sea Divine Knife!"


    The five faces changed drastically. Yang Teng’s pressure was too powerful, and his combat style put them in discomfort. It was entirely a brutal method of fighting, using the power of the body to oppress everyone.


    The Sinful Sea Divine Knife continuously slashed out like a black ocean of knife light.


    "Without the real Law of Sanctity, even possessing the Holy Artifact Weapon won’t yield any power. It’s just wasted in your hands."


    Yang Teng looked extremely disdainful, overlooking the five arrogantly.


    If it were a real god triggering the Holy Artifact Weapon, it could still break through his flesh. But these five people could only bring out forty to fifty percent of the power of the Holy Artifact Weapon, which could no longer break his defense.


    The Primordial Chaos warrior prioritizes physical training, trying to break the sky with power.


    The golden lifeblood surged. Yang Teng pounded the fists, also exerting a mysterious technique like the big battle technique, repelling the Sinful Sea Divine Knife.


    With a shout, he broke through the defense of the Holy Artifact Weapon, rushed to the Five Tyrants of the Sinful Sea, moved his body, the entire Ice and Fire Realm was shaking, his limbs stood tall, hands covered with mighty power, the intense breath burst out.


    "Oh no, he is activating a big mystical technique, quickly retreat and don’t let him succeed!"


    The Five Tyrants also felt a chill, they had never seen such a fierce quasi-god before who was suppressing them even with a Holy Artifact Weapon. This guy’s body was unimaginably strong.


    Physical training was extremely difficult, but once successful, it made Yang Teng gain overwhelmingly unmatched strength for his realm.


    Moreover, in the Dawu, there were spiritual energy nourishments that fully developed his body.


    "Too late!"


    Yang Teng’s eyes flashed with cold light. He blasted out the Primordial Chaos world with a palm, covering the five people.