However, Lu Feng naturally wouldn't say these words out loud.
After all, he was still in a hostile relationship with the Three Kings of the Extreme North.
"What! Are you crazy?" Ah Tai said in shock.
"Lu Feng, I admit you can fight, but there are no references in the void. We spent several years before escaping from it."
Snow Empress also shook her head. "Too dangerous. I invited you here just to ask if you know any Soul Master proficient in spatial soul skills, then reinforce the seal together."
Lu Feng smiled faintly. "Precisely because of this, I need a comprehensive understanding. If I guessed correctly, this crack is continuously expanding, right?"
Snow Empress nodded. "Correct. At the very beginning, it was only a few hundred meters long."
Lu Feng touched his chin and said seriously, "In that case, we can't delay even more. If one day it breaks the seal, it will be a disaster for the entire continent."
"Are you really decided?" Snow Empress said in a deep voice.
The corner of Lu Feng's mouth turned up slightly. "Correct. This is not a problem for one person, or even a certain race, but concerns the safety of the entire continent."
Hearing this, Ah Tai patted Lu Feng's shoulder. "Lu Feng, I somewhat admire you. If you can come back alive, let's spar again."
Lu Feng glanced at him. "Forget it; your strength is too weak."
"Uh..." Ah Tai scratched his head awkwardly, momentarily not knowing what to say.
Lu Feng laughed loudly. "Haha, when I return, we can become sworn brothers."
Ah Tai also laughed, his face full of determination. "Lu Feng, I believe in you. You are the one who defeated me, the Titan Snow Devil King!"
Lu Feng looked at the three again. Soul power surged, a pair of wings appeared behind him, and he slowly rose into mid-air.
"Three, I'm going."
"Be careful on the way."
Oppressive—this was Lu Feng's first feeling.
Bottomless darkness, boundless, completely unable to distinguish direction. Lu Feng looked back; the light at the entrance had completely disappeared.
"Wu Pao, can you sense the coordinates of the Douluo Continent?"
"Luo luo."
"You mean, we are currently still on the Douluo Continent but located at the junction of two worlds? Then do you know where the opposite side is?"
"Luo luo."
"You don't know either?" Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
His figure stopped. The distance from here to the Douluo Continent had exceeded the distance the Four Symbols Formation could teleport.
In Lu Feng's original guess, this place should be similar to the Capital of Slaughter.
A small world independent of the Douluo Continent.
Entering it, as long as he marked the coordinates of the Douluo Continent, he could return safely at any time.
But now, Lu Feng didn't know how many days he had been flying.
This darkness still had no end in sight.
A thought of retreat had already formed in his heart.
"Just an Ice God's inheritance ground; it doesn't seem worth risking myself. No matter how powerful this Ice God is, can he surpass the Asura God King?"
"Even if the crack expands and energy leaks, it will be thousands of years later. By then, I would have broken through level one hundred and dominated the Divine Realm."
"Moreover, wouldn't it be more prudent to check here after becoming a god?"
Lu Feng quickly had an idea.
However, just as he was about to return, a sudden change occurred.
"Crack!"
Another lightning bolt flashed. This time, Lu Feng felt the entire space turn completely brilliant golden.
Nothing else, that lightning bolt hit right on his head.
"F*ck..."
"Lick~"
Lu Feng opened his eyes in a daze, seeing Luo Wu Pao licking his face.
"Wu Pao!"
Lu Feng rolled over and got up, patting Luo Wu Pao's big head. "Alright, I'm fine now."
The next moment, Lu Feng instantly sensed something wrong.
Soul power.
His soul power broke through to level eighty-nine.
"Struck by lightning, then leveled up?" Lu Feng was puzzled, then held his breath and concentrated, starting to check his own state.
The next moment, he opened his eyes abruptly.
The soul power concentration in the air here was actually three times that of the Douluo Continent!
"Wu Pao, can you still sense the location of the Douluo Continent?"
"Luo luo."
"In the sky?"
Lu Feng looked up. In the distant sky, a pale blue light pillar connected heaven and earth.
"This strange light pillar again?"
Lu Feng touched his chin, pondering secretly. The last time he saw this scene was in the Asura God's inheritance ground.
The next moment, Lu Feng's eyes widened suddenly.
He finally remembered what this light pillar was.
In the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he once had a strange dream.
In the dream, he saw ancient gods burning themselves, using eighteen light pillars to connect into a seal, protecting the Douluo Continent.
There was a seal at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and another at the Capital of Slaughter.
And here was the third seal Lu Feng saw.
Lu Feng's thoughts turned rapidly, an idea surfacing in his mind. "Then the Ice God's inheritance ground must also be here!"
At this time, he looked around.
The site looked somewhat chaotic, like a battlefield. On the ground, traces of battle could be faintly seen: gullies cut by sharp swords, large pits blasted by soul skills.
Lu Feng came to the edge of a large pit and picked up a helmet-like object.
"This thing wouldn't be from ancient times, right? Actually preserved for so long?" Lu Feng asked doubtfully.
His soul power surged, and the Asura Sword appeared in his hand.
"Clang."
With a slash, the helmet was only cut halfway through, and the Asura Sword got stuck.
"This thing is so hard? Although I didn't use soul power, the hardest refined iron can't stop a divine artifact's blade."
Seeing this, a layer of joy appeared on Lu Feng's face, and he began collecting scattered things around.
What remained on the field were some scattered fragments. Broken arrowheads, snapped spears, a piece of scale from armor...
But without exception, all were invaluable treasures.
Gradually, Lu Feng arrived at the location of the light pillar.
This place was somewhat different from the Asura Secret Realm. There was no palace, but a simple open-air altar.
A high platform piled up with stones, only over ten meters high. Four stone pillars stood in the four directions of east, west, south, and north respectively; the one in the west had already broken.
"This place, why do I feel I've been here before?"
Lu Feng walked to a stone pillar and stopped.
The rock surface was severely eroded, but observing carefully, some text could still be found on it.
"This is!!!"
Lu Feng brushed off the dust on the rock, looking at the text on it, his pupils contracting suddenly.
"Friends of later generations, hello. I am the Realm Guardian Azi."
In an instant, the image of a young man appeared in Lu Feng's mind.
One point seven meters tall, skin tanned dark. Wearing coarse cloth clothes, hair braided into a pigtail.
Lu Feng went to the other stone pillars; sure enough, other information was recorded on them. It was just that much was incomplete; even a deity's inheritance was hard to escape the erosion of time.
"Today we killed a Deep Abyss Demon King; actually just a First-Class God, daring to call himself King?"
"Today we went to crusade..."
"The Deep Abyss Plane was beaten crippled by us; a subsidiary plane of the Underworld daring to invade the Douluo Continent, truly laughable."
"Me? Conferred God? Hahaha..."
"The gods set up the seal, the continent is finally safe. However, we can't go back either..."
Lu Feng sat by the altar, his mood unable to calm down for a long time.
According to the records in the text, Azi was indeed the Ice God. However, at the critical moment, he sacrificed his all to complete the barrier seal outside Douluo.
Now, Lu Feng finally understood the ancient war of gods.
It wasn't a battle between human deities and soul beast deities in the Divine Realm, but a struggle between the Douluo Continent and invading foreign civilizations.
And here was the place where a god fell.
Lu Feng's soul power surged, and an ice-blue sharp sword appeared in his hand. The sword was over four feet long, about three fingers wide, the blade covered with a chilling aura.
This sword was named Ice Soul, the weapon of the Ice God, gathered by Lu Feng picking up fragments for months.
Similar to the Asura Sword, carrying this divine artifact was regarded as having passed the Ice God's Eight Tests. Only waiting for his own soul power to break through the limit, then passing the final Divine Test of Questioning the Heart, could he inherit the god position.
But Lu Feng wasn't very happy now; there was even a faint sadness.
Although it was just a one-time encounter, Azi's smiling face seemed to have been seen just yesterday, deeply engraved in Lu Feng's mind.
"Swish swish swish~"
Lu Feng stood up, dancing with the Ice Sword.
As his soul power surged, the surrounding air began to turn cold, and gradually, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Lu Feng's eyes sharpened, swinging the sword to stab at a shadow.
His face was full of ice. "Hmph, actually there is still a fish that slipped through the net."