Qin Feng stepped into the palace gate in one step.
The terrifying pressure that could crush the soul of Quasi-Saint as imagined did not appear.
The world before my eyes suddenly opened up.
There is no splendid ornate decoration, no Jade Palaces and Towers surrounded by Immortal Qi.
Here, there is only a vitality with no end in sight.
A grass growing randomly on the roadside has the mysterious Innate Dao Patterns wrapped around its rhizomes. Every time the leaves stretch, they are breathing out Chaos Spiritual Energy.
A colorful butterfly flapped its wings and flew over Qin Feng's shoulder. The edges of its wings actually caused subtle ripples of the laws of space.
In the distance, a Nine-Colored Deer with hair as pure as snow was leisurely nibbling on an unknown Spiritual Fruit. The aroma emanating from the Spiritual Fruit made Qin Feng feel that the Magic Power in his body was a little more active.
The air is filled with Qi of Creation and Life Origin that are so rich that they almost turn into substance.
Qin Feng Just took a deep breath and felt a pleasant shiver pass through his limbs.
The Chaos Undying Body in his body seemed to have returned to his mother's arms at this moment. Every cell was cheering and jumping for joy, greedily absorbing the original energy that was everywhere in the world.
This feeling is like being hungry for three days and three nights and plunging into a restaurant filled with delicacies.
"Great place."
Qin Feng curled his lips and muttered secretly in his heart.
Compared to my Skeleton Mountain, who is nothing but a rock, I don't know how much higher it is.
No wonder people say that Saint's Dojo is the first Cave Heaven blessed place in Primordial World. In this environment, pigs can become sperms if they stay in it for a long time.
Just when Qin Feng was looking around at this "luxuriously decorated" back garden like a country bumpkin entering the city.
Innate Spiritual Root and the ancient alien species, who were originally peaceful, seemed to feel something.
The Nine-Colored Deer that was nibbling on Spiritual Fruit suddenly stopped moving in its mouth, raised its head, and looked at Qin Feng with its clear, gem-like eyes. Its eyes were full of curiosity and a hint of intimacy that even it could not understand.
Not far away, there is a towering ancient tree rooted in the chaotic soil, with thousands of branches automatically swaying without wind, as if bowing to Qin Feng.
A green luan, which was preening its feathers, let out a clear chirp, and there was a hint of flattery and welcome in the chirp.
They are all creatures born at the beginning of World Creation, possessing extremely high intelligence and pride. Except for the owner of the Wa Palace, they never take any creature seriously.
But in this strange man in green shirt, they felt a higher level of attraction from Life Origin.
It was a kind of throbbing originating from the bloodline and from the depths of the true spirit, making them involuntarily want to get closer and surrender.
Qin Feng's footsteps did not stop, as if there was an invisible road guiding him towards the depths of the palace.
The further you go in, the more intense the vitality and Qi of Creation become.
Finally, at the end of his sight, a cloud bed appeared.
On the cloud bed, a woman dressed in plain palace clothes was sitting quietly cross-legged.
There were no strange phenomena around her, no Saintly Might circulating, no rays of light. She just sat there so quietly, but she seemed to be the center of the entire world.
All light, all sounds, and all laws lost their meaning in front of her.
Qin Feng's eyes fell on her face involuntarily.
It was a face that could not be described in any words.
It is not the heroic and charming character of Shi Ji, nor is it the cold and pure character of Chang'e.
Her beauty transcends appearance, gender, and the cognitive limits of the concept of "beauty" for all living beings in the world.
It is a kind of perfection like the Creator. Any more will be a burden, and any less will be incomplete.
Qin Feng considers himself an "old driver" who is used to seeing stunning beauties, and has even begun to think about how to catch all the goddesses Primordial World in one fell swoop. However, the moment he saw this face, his mind went blank.
There is no thought of blasphemy.
It is a pure appreciation and shock of ultimate beauty.
Immediately, his eyes met those eyes.
What kind of eyes are those?
It seems to contain the Sea of Stars that creates all things and evolves the universe. It is deep, quiet, and has a trace of compassion overlooking the reincarnation of all living beings.
Under the gaze of these eyes, it seems that all secrets are hidden.
Qin Feng felt a shiver in his heart. For the first time, his lazy posture, which was not bothering him about anything, became slightly stiff.
The person in front of me is none other than Human Race Saint Mother, the demon saint, Nuwa.
The two just stared at each other, neither of them spoke first.
Time seems to have lost its meaning at this moment.
For a long time, maybe just for a moment.
Nuwa's lips, which looked like they were made from heaven, opened slightly.
Her voice, like the sound of nature, is cold and ethereal, resounding directly in the depths of Qin Feng's sea of consciousness. Every word contains an undoubted Saintly Might that points directly to the origin.
"You don't have the past of the human race, but you carry the future of the human race."
Boom!
Qin Feng's brain buzzed.
His heart, which was too lazy to beat when facing the saint's decree, suddenly skipped a beat at this moment.
Not out of fear, but out of deepest shock.
This sentence, like an extremely sharp scalpel, accurately cut through all his disguises and directly touched his core secret.
However, this is just the beginning.
Nuwa's eyes were still as calm as water, as if he was just stating the simplest fact, and the second sentence followed closely.
"You don't belong to this world."
The lazy smile on Qin Feng's face completely solidified.
If the first sentence just shocked him, then the second sentence, like Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, exploded in the deepest part of his soul.
The identity of the time traveler!
This is his biggest secret, the root cause that even the system has never explored.
At this moment, this saint, whom he met for the first time, explained it in an understatement.
The comfortable, heavenly atmosphere in the entire Wa Palace disappeared without a trace in this moment.
Invisible pressure was squeezing from all directions. Every spiritual root that had wavered towards him before, and every alien beast that was close to him, their eyes seemed to have turned into physical chains, firmly nailing Qin Feng in place.
Nuwa's compassionate and peaceful eyes stared at him quietly and uttered the last words.
The voice was still calm, but it caused the pressure in the entire space to rise to the extreme in an instant.
"Tell me your origins."