"Because in your small world, they have good qualifications, but they are far from meeting the requirements for the inheritance of the Prison Emperor. But your small world is almost perfect and can withstand the inheritance of this power of chaos."

Also I don't know if it was because I haven't communicated with anyone for a long time, but the voice was not dissatisfied at all when explaining, and was even willing to explain. Moreover, this sentence also revealed something that Feng Hao had never heard of.

The power of chaos.

"What is that?"

Feng Hao frowned and couldn't help but guess, could it be that the power of chaos is a realm above its origin.

"Yes, above the origin is chaos."

"That was the most primitive power when the world first opened. At that time, there were no laws, no origin, and no life. , there is only chaos, and chaos is the source of everything."

Although the voice spoke very easily, there was a trace of yearning and a trace of fear in the words.

"Chaos?"

After hearing this, Feng Hao murmured with confusion in his eyes.

As early as when he was condensing his origin, Feng Hao felt a palpitating will blocking him. The feeling was like an ant facing the sky. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the force of chaos. force.

"Yes, my body obtained two strands of chaos power before I could break through the original source. And when he died, the ray he had refined turned into three strands of original power scattered around. There is still a ray of chaos in the prison world."

The voice said with a hint of regret: "If you can refine the two rays of chaos power, there will be no more in this world. Human beings are the opponents of the true body. It's a pity, it's a pity..."

Feng Hao was silent, but his heart was shocked. Only by gaining the power of chaos can he break through the origin?

Then how did the Prison Emperor die?

You must know that even if his current state is to live as long as the sky, and will not change forever, it is impossible for him to fall naturally, let alone a powerful person like the Prison Emperor.

Unless he is killed.

Besides being able to imprison the Prison Clan for countless years, and having produced powerful men like the Prison Emperor, why are the Prison Clan still unable to break through space and return to the human race’s territory?

All of this made Feng Hao feel confused.

Could it be that there is someone stronger than the Prison Emperor? What kind of realm is that?

"Okay, after saying so much, I have finally put an end to my years of loneliness. Now, are you ready to accept the inheritance?"

Before Feng Hao could recover, That voice came again, and it felt louder than Feng HaoEven more eager.

"Senior, thank you for your kindness, I am sorry that I cannot accept it."

But Feng Hao shook his head and refused directly.

Just kidding, although what he said is very tempting, in the final analysis, it is just what he said, and has not been confirmed. Moreover, there is nothing convincing at all.

It's like a huge pie falling from the sky, and there is someone beside you to remind you that if you eat this pie, you can surpass everyone and become the supreme power.

Don’t say Feng Hao doesn’t believe it, even ordinary people on earth probably don’t believe it.

Because there is no free lunch in the world. Even if there is, it is a cycle of cause and effect, and the price has been paid long ago.

"As expected, the human race is still so cautious."

Sighing softly, the voice changed its tone and said: "In this case, then you can go through the normal trial. ."

After saying that, the voice disappeared, and the boundless darkness in Feng Hao's eyes gradually disappeared, and a bright light appeared in the center, like a light door.

"Is it a trial? Then give it a try."

After a moment of silence, Feng Hao murmured softly, and then walked directly towards the light door without hesitation.

Now that he is here, how can he return empty-handed, and he has not forgotten the purpose of coming here. If he doesn’t want it, the people from the Prison Clan can’t get it either.

It’s not that Feng Hao is stingy, but for the sake of the human race. If they get that ray of chaos power from the Prison Heart Sword, who knows if there will be a prison emperor-level strongman in the prison clan in the future. , if that is true, it will be a devastating blow to the entire Qianyun Star Universe.

Even if the voice said that the Hell Clan was formerly the Human Race, and they attacked Qianyun Xinzhou just because they wanted to go home, who can guarantee that the Hell Clan will not enslave the Human Race when they return?

Feng Hao doesn’t dare to take such a risk, nor can he imagine it, so even if the power of chaos is allowed to flow here forever, the people of the Hell Clan cannot get it. If possible, he will Destruction will do.

The light gate seemed far away, but in fact it was very close. Feng Hao kept walking towards the light. Three moments later, he saw a light gate hundreds of meters high, with endless divine patterns flashing on it. , but the aura was more terrifying than the divine pattern, making Feng Hao's heart palpitate.

"Such an aura, could it be the divine pattern carved by the Prison Emperor himself?"

" He was shocked for a moment and quickly looked away, because just looking at it for a moment, Feng Hao almost... Falling here, it feels like being swallowed by the abyss, the feeling of falling into endless darkness.

Then, adjust your mentality,Take a deep breath and walk towards the light door.

Although there are divine patterns flashing on the light door, when you pass through it, you are just walking through a thin film. There is no discomfort at all, and there is no attack or anything that divine patterns should have. It seems like Walk through an ordinary door and take a look.

But after walking over, the sight in his eyes shocked Feng Hao.

"Hey, after so many years, I finally waited for a person suitable to receive the power of chaos, but I didn't want it, and I still wanted to go to the hell that even the Prison Emperor almost died here. Road."

Just when Feng Hao completely left the darkness, an extremely blurred figure appeared in front of the light door, looming, as if fused with the boundless darkness, but look carefully Go, but the body shape is human form.

Looking at the endless divine patterns flashing on the light door, he made a sound that seemed lonely and regretful.

The remnant soul of the Prison Emperor is actually in this darkness, but after talking so much to Feng Hao, he never showed up.

After saying that, he waved his hand to close the light door, and then turned around to look at the boundless darkness. As his gaze went, the originally quiet darkness began to squirm at this moment, as if countless The tentacles were rolling violently, creating countless waves.

If Feng Hao were here, he would definitely be shocked and shocked.

Because this boundless darkness is actually alive, and as the remnant soul becomes more and more transparent, the wild waves set off in the darkness become more and more fierce, like a hurricane driving the waves, constantly impacting surrounding space.

"Are you still unwilling to give up? You have been dead for so long and you still want to be reborn? Don't you know that the heaven in this world can no longer tolerate you. Even if you are really reborn, how can you be reborn? How about being an ordinary person?"

Ignoring his own weakness, the figure looked at the turbulent darkness and spoke softly. If he could condense, he would definitely be able to see the expression of despair on his face. .

As soon as these words came out, it seemed to be stabbed in the pain of darkness. There was no sound, but the more violent rolling represented its overwhelming anger.

Prison Emperor, not dead?