Invincible Immortal Emperor Reborn In City

Chen Feng had come back from his previous life after he had completed his cultivation. He knew about the existence of the Cang Lan World, but at that time, he still didn't know how to address this small world.    

    

Before he left, he did something. He raised his hand and pointed at a hole in the parasite-like Cang Lan World.    

    

After that, Cang Lan World was like a leaking balloon, quickly withering and collapsing. The spiritual energy inside quickly returned to Earth, and the mountains, trees, and so on all fell back to Earth.    

    

At that time, he could easily destroy Cang Lan World and prevent a disaster from happening. The whole process was just a piece of cake for him, and he did it conveniently.    

    

However, in this life, his realm was not as high as his previous life, so he had to make many preparations, and he even had to guard against the counterattack of the cultivators in the Cang Lan World.    

    

In his previous life, in fact, he didn't even know about those things, nor did he pay attention to them.    

    

In this life, he had to start from scratch. It was necessary for him to obtain these relics.    

    

The Yellow Emperor's realm should be Incarnation Stage. This was the limit that he could cultivate to during that period of time.    

    

Or rather, according to the size of Earth, there was a limit to the amount of spiritual energy he could carry. At most, he could only support Incarnation Stage cultivators.    

    

In an even more ancient era, the earth was much bigger than it was now, and the amount of spiritual energy it could contain was even greater. Only then could Fuxi, Nuwa, Zhu Rong, and other ancient Gods be born. They were definitely not just Incarnation Stage warriors.    

    

Chen Feng couldn't help but wonder what the hope of the legacy of Incarnation Stage warriors was for the future generations.    

    

Magical treasure? It shouldn't be. The strongest magic treasure in the Yellow Emperor's hands, the Xuanyuan Sword, was in his hands.    

    

Could it be a pill? That's impossible, because the pill can only help a small number of descendants. It can't be left behind as a hope.    

    

Thinking back to Earth's spiritual energy resources that were depleting by the day, this hope was very likely related to spiritual energy resources.    

    

Spiritual energy resources were the foundation of cultivation, and only this was worthy of being called hope.    

    

If one only saved up the spiritual energy resources from the past and left it for later generations, it would indeed be able to help a portion of later generations.    

    

However, this method did not cure the root of the problem, nor could it be used as a hope.    

    

It was even more impossible to pass down a cultivation technique. The faster one cultivated, the greater the consumption of spiritual energy resources. There was no meaning in keeping that kind of thing.    

    

Therefore, Chen Feng had to personally take it out to know exactly what it was.    

    

His departure had caused subtle changes to the Immortal Cultivators, organizations, and even countries on Earth.    

    

Although Earth had only been ruled by him for a short year, his presence and deterrence were too strong. It was so strong that after losing him, the entire Earth had become uncomfortable.    

    

Those who knew him knew that he was only going to return soon, but the various arrangements he made before he left seemed to indicate that this was a long journey, and the return date was hard to predict.    

    

Hence, ambitious schemers, ambitious heroes, and so on appeared one by one.    

    

All kinds of forces appeared like bamboo shoots after a rain, as if they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity he left Earth to quickly develop and strengthen.    

    

Most people had the mentality of following the trend. When they saw others doing this, they would do the same as well, as if they would suffer a huge loss if they were one step slower.    

    

Indeed, they were at a disadvantage. Other people had groups, but they did not. Wasn't it obvious that they were being bullied?    

    

Thus, more and more people formed factions and sects following the trend, and more and more people followed. In the end, even the disciples of the True Martial Immortal Sect started forming groups, forming small groups in the sect. More and more people became guests, consecrates, and guardians of external forces.    

    

Chen Feng had already expected this kind of situation. If Xia Yuling and the other higher ups could manage it, they could. If they could not manage it, they could do it as they pleased.    

    

The core members of True Martial Immortal Sect would not act recklessly like the servants. As long as they grasped true power, no matter how many fish there were, they would not be able to stir up any waves.