Within a few days, Zhao Feng came to a black forest.

The trees here are called Black Ningmu, and their branches are like steel spikes, which is extremely ferocious.

Under the ground of this forest, there is an entire vein of low-grade divine crystal.

“Just right here”

Zhao Feng came to the center of the forest and sat down cross-legged.

Swish

In the Divine Eye Space, some ancient treasures that were successfully copied were taken out by Zhao Feng.

Later, Zhao Feng inhaled another batch of ancient treasures and copied them.

A few days later, another ancient race came to Zhao Feng, dropped a storage space, and left directly.

At the same time, the copying of the last batch of precious materials in the Divine Eye Space was also completed.

"Now, I am 90% sure that I can reach the fifth level true god."

Zhao Feng has a well-thought-out approach.

"The first step to attack the true god is to build the altar."

Zhao Feng's consciousness completely sank into the swirl of divine power within his body.

A huge five-color disc, filled with white crystal thunder and lightning, was slowly rotating inside his body.

The divine light vortex of ordinary people is just a vortex, but Zhao Feng's divine light vortex is a five-color disc.

From this we can see how tenacious and solidified Zhao Feng's divine power is, and the five elements of thunder and calamity divine power bred in it are also extremely powerful.

buzzing

From the center of the divine light swirl, traces of five-color thunder brilliance were drawn out.

Soon, a huge rectangular structure was outlined by Zhao Feng.

There are nine levels of True God, and each level has a sacred platform.

As the lowest level of the altar, it must be strong and hard enough, otherwise it will not be able to carry the subsequent altars, and it will be destined to fail to reach the level of the ninth-level ancient god in its lifetime.

The shaping of the altar requires the extraction of the energy of the divine power, as well as all aspects of its own strength and potential.

buzzing

In the swirling light of divine power, streams of strange five-color thunder brilliance surged out, slowly filling the first altar in a special structural method.

"The first shrine, don't be careless"

Zhao Feng concentrated on shaping the altar.

The first shrine is very important. He also integrated some of the life force and blood power in his body into this shrine.

At the same time, the same precious cultivation materials floated out of the storage space in front of Zhao Feng.

Most of these precious materials are Five Elements cultivation treasures, and some are beneficial to shaping the altar.

Huhu

The energy in these precious materials disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye and quickly integrated into the altar.

Zhao Feng spent a full month on the first altar.

During this period, he continued to use his spiritual eyes to cooperate with the shaping of the altar, and carefully examined every inch to minimize the flaws of the altar.

"The "Five Elements Wind and Thunder Technique" and "Jin Kun Holy Thunder Body" are complete, and the strength has grown far beyond my imagination. I may have a 10% hope of reaching the sixth level of true god."

Zhao Feng guessed based on the shaping of the first altar.

This thought made him breathe a little faster.

Directly attaining the sixth level of divine status, he had never heard of such an existence.

But now, Zhao Feng seems to have a glimmer of hope

From the outside world, every few days, someone would come to Zhao Feng's door and drop a letter of challenge.

"He's been in there for two months."

"I think he doesn't dare to come out anymore. He plans to stay inside and avoid all this."

When several foreigners saw that Zhao Feng had not shown up in the past two months, they couldn't help but become bold and began to talk and ridicule at will.

"If he doesn't come out, he will be expelled from the Spiritual Clan in ten months."

A disciple of the inner clan who happened to be passing by said coldly.

Children of foreign tribes must complete a task within the tribe every month.

However, some children of foreign races will be unable to complete the task due to seclusion for cultivation or special matters. The clan also considered this and postponed the task for up to one year.

If Zhao Feng makes no contribution to the clan within one year, he will be directly expelled from the Spirit Clan.

In fact, most foreign disciples also spend several years in seclusion, but they will complete the task in advance.

But Zhao Feng didn't know this.

Suddenly, around Zhao Feng's palace, the vitality of heaven and earth began to throb inexplicably.

With his palace as the center, a huge but weak vortex was formed, sucking in every trace of the vitality of heaven and earth into it.

At the same time, a square shadow seemed to be outlined above this huge whirlpool.

"This is to shape the altar and attack the throne..."

The disciple of the inner clan raised his nose slightly and said in surprise.

"Is he attacking the throne?"

This news spread quickly in the surrounding area, causing a large group of foreigners to gather.

"It seems that Zhao Feng was forced to panic, so he started to attack the divine throne."

"Hehe, he can defeat Wei Ze and reach the fourth level true god at most, but he still can't deal with these challenges."

Many foreigners talked about it.

"No, why is the vision that impacts the god's throne so weak..."

The inner clan member quickly left here.

Next to the crystal lake, Zhang Yutong showed a playful smile after receiving a message.

"What's wrong, Brother Zhang?"

The young man named Lu from Shenmuhai immediately asked.

"Zhao Feng is now attacking the heavenly level."

Zhang Yutong showed an evil smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked at first, and then burst into laughter.

"Does he think that after attaining the status of god, he will be our opponent?"

"I think he was desperate and had no other choice, so he chose to attack the divine throne to increase his strength."

Many of the core disciples sneered and sneered, feeling a little proud in their hearts.

"Let's go. Since Zhao Feng has chosen to attack the divine throne, he will accept our challenge after proving his success."

Zhang Yutong suddenly stood up.

"Brother Zhang, you are worrying too much. I think he is just using the treasured land of the Spirit Clan to attack the divine throne. After he succeeds, he will take the initiative to leave the Spirit Clan."

Another core disciple echoed.

Afterwards, all the core disciples gathered here dispersed.

Foreign territory.

Around Zhao Feng's palace, more and more people gathered.

"Zhao Feng was forced to panic, but even if he attacks the divine throne, he can't get out of the predicament."

The two brothers Zhao Lanyi looked ahead with cold eyes.

"Get out of the way, many core disciples are coming."

From behind, a voice sounded.

The foreign and internal disciples who gathered near Zhao Feng's palace immediately dispersed.

Then, the core disciples who came together came to the front of the palace.

"It turns out that he is attacking the divine throne in another dimension."

Zhang Yutong raised his eyebrows and said casually.

The vision of heaven and earth that impacted the god's throne was very huge, and outside Zhao Feng's palace, there was only a vague vortex of vitality, and the shadow of the god's platform was even weaker.

This proves that Zhao Feng is hiding in another dimension and attacking the divine throne.
To be continued...