Chapter 120: Semi-plane

“No, you don’t need to save me. With your current strength, you can’t do it anyway.”

The old man’s face was calm; he knew the horror of the Demon Refining Grand Formation better than anyone. Although Hu Feng was power ful, his current strength was not enough to break this vast and complicated Magic Array. He paused, then continued, “Young man, you just need to go to Flying Dragon City in the Death Swamp and tell Dao Kuang that I am here. As for the reward… what do you want?”

The old man looked at Hu Feng quietly as he spoke. His tone was arrogant, but no one doubted his promise. The Death Swamp was a Forbidden Land in the Wasteland; even the toughest Demon Hunter would not dare to enter easily. Although Hu Feng had never heard of Flying Dragon City, the fact that the Monastery set up a Demon Refining Grand Formation to imprison the old man was enough to prove the old man’s strength.

“What can you give me?”

Hu Feng did not agree to the old man’s request, nor did he refuse outright.

“I can build a new city for you, or, if you have your eye on a castle, helping you snatch it is no problem either.”

Seeing that Hu Feng was so slippery, the old man showed no dissatisfaction. Instead, he smiled and continued indifferently, “If you don’t like castles, you can go to the treasury of Flying Dragon City and pick a few treasures. Of course, if you like beauties, just ask. Human Race, Elf, Fox Girl… whoever you like, I will catch them for you.”

Powerful, evil, and unscrupulous!

The old man’s face was calm, but his words revealed powerful confidence and boundless evil. A Great Demon Head, an extremely terrifying Great Demon Head; no wonder he was imprisoned by the Monastery using the Demon Refining Grand Formation.

“I only want power, powerful power!”

Hu Feng looked into the old man’s eyes and stated his condition.

Castles, treasures, beauties…

All these were temporary and superficial, having no real value. Only powerful power was eternal. With powerful power, power, castles, treasures, and beauties would naturally be his in abundance.

“Power?”

The old man murmured softly. Looking at Hu Feng, who did not change color, he suddenly laughed loudly. “Good, very good. Young man, I was right about you. You not only possess powerful strength but also an insatiable ambition. Very good. However, true power relies on one’s own Cultivation. My strength is limited, and I can’t help you much. How about this? I see that the Alternate Dimension within your body hasn’t been utilized at all, so I will help you refine it once!”

The old man did not wait for Hu Feng’s reply. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a strange fluctuation of Magic Power, which seamlessly seeped into the Alternate Dimension within Hu Feng’s body. Suddenly, the already vast Prime Realm expanded rapidly. Tender shoots drilled out from the soil, full of life. In the air, a faint energy fluctuation rippled, seemingly there yet not, but every strand was extremely pure. The eight Demon God Phantoms originally within his body actually appeared inside the Prime Realm at once, each occupying a position to Cultivate with focus, constantly absorbing the pure energy in the air and breathing in ancient Demon God Intent.

“Make good use of your Alternate Dimension. When this Alternate Dimension grows into a Semi-plane, you will truly possess the qualification to break through the bottleneck and become a Demi-god Stronger.” The old man’s voice rang in Hu Feng’s ears again. Perhaps because he had consumed a large amount of Origin Power, his face turned pale in the blink of an eye. The triangular thorns nailed to his limbs unknowingly sank another inch, devouring more energy. Under the severe pain, even with a will as firm as his, the old man could not help but let out a muffled groan.

Semi-plane?

Sensing the changes in the Prime Realm, Hu Feng was overjoyed. The guidance from this Flying Dragon City Lord named Maurice before him showed him a new path of Cultivation, and it suddenly became clear.

What did an absolutely controlled vast space mean?

It meant that he could store a large amount of supplies, and could summon a vast legion at any time, invading like fire and killing across thousands of miles. However, for a Stronger, these were still secondary. The key was that the vast Alternate Dimension absorbed vast energy from the Void every moment, making Cultivation twice the result with half the effort.

Hearing the old man’s muffled groan, Hu Feng opened his eyes. After pondering for a moment, he took out the sharp Death Oak from his body.

Evil Liches were enemies of the Divine Court for life. Ovisis had done much research on the Divine Court’s secret arts during his life, including the terrifying Demon Refining Grand Formation. According to his memory, the triangular thorns nailed to the limbs were the key points to break the formation, but one had to shatter four triangular thorns with one sword strike at the same time; otherwise, one would suffer an unparalleled backlash.

These triangular thorns were refined from Deep Sea Profound Iron collected by the Divine Court. Ordinary swords could not leave a single mark even if they hacked with all their might. But the Death Oak in his hand was extraordinary, so Hu Feng prepared to grit his teeth and give it a try.

“Young man, are you going to break the formation directly?”

Seeing Hu Feng ready to act, Maurice looked surprised. The Demon Refining Grand Formation on his body was no small matter. If it failed, not only might Hu Feng suffer a fatal backlash, but the danger to him would also be unpredictable. He was originally prepared to dissuade him, but after carefully looking at the Death Oak in Hu Feng’s hand, his eyes lit up.

This wooden sword was actually sharper than all the weapons he had ever seen. What was even rarer was that it actually carried an indescribable aura; it seemed that nothing could block this wooden sword. All living beings that were enemies with it were destined to die under the sword!

“This is the aura of destiny!”

After carefully sensing for a moment, Maurice was shocked in his heart, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that Hu Feng actually hid such a treasure, which was even more powerful than he had expected.

Ding…

After carefully looking at the Demon Refining Grand Formation in front of him, Hu Feng simply closed his eyes and used his Soul to sense the position of every triangular thorn. After a long while, his figure swayed, and he suddenly launched an attack, bringing up three afterimages. The sharp Death Oak struck the four hard triangular thorns almost at the same time. After a crisp sound, the hard triangular thorns were forcibly shattered by powerful force and turned into specks of dust drifting away with the wind.

Seeing that one sword strike succeeded, a drop of sweat finally rolled down Hu Feng’s face. Even at the moment of the life-and-death battle with the Cold Moon City Lord, whose strength had greatly increased, he had not been so nervous!

“Hahaha, good, young man, what is your name?”

Imprisoned for hundreds of years and finally free, Maurice could not help but laugh loudly. Although the Demon Refining Grand Formation had not been completely broken, without the suppression of the four triangular thorns, this Grand Formation existed in name only. A full eight hundred years! If it were spent in seclusion Cultivating, it would have passed in a flash. But being imprisoned in a dungeon with no daylight, suffering inhuman torture all the time, he deeply realized how long time could be.

“Hu Feng!”

Hu Feng took a deep breath and put the Death Oak back into his body.

“Good, Hu Feng, young man, I will remember your name. Go, take your companions and leave here, the sooner the better!”

Maurice’s face was ferocious. The Magic Power fluctuations in his body rose steadily. He suddenly opened his mouth wide and let out an invisible roar. Inside Graham City, no abnormality could be heard, but in a distant majestic castle, huge Twelfth Step Flying Dragons flew up at the sound. The number increased, millions of them huddled together, circling over the castle like a dark cloud, then whistled away, disappearing at the horizon.

“Lord Maurice, do you need help?”

Hu Feng’s thoughts moved like lightning, and he quickly guessed Maurice’s purpose, feeling a surge of excitement in his heart.

He was just worrying about how to destroy the plans of the Morgan Family and Graham City when he unexpectedly met Maurice, a peerless Stronger. With his restraint, that guy Quentin was dead this time. With careful planning, perhaps even that powerful guy Redelson would be hard-pressed to escape death!

Hu Feng had always had a big appetite; as long as there was a glimmer of opportunity, he would never miss it easily. If he could devour or seal a Demi-god Stronger, perhaps his strength would soar instantly, breaking through to the realm of a Holy Step Magician!

“No, I want to do it myself, destroy the Graham Family, and destroy this castle with my own hands.” Maurice’s face was cold as he spoke viciously, “They actually wanted to weaken my strength and then refine me into a War Puppet. Dream on. If I hadn’t been severely injured by that damned Sixteenth Step peak Poison Dragon while exploring the Sulfur Cave back then, how could I, Maurice, have been captured by these Graham guys? Now, it is time for these despicable guys to pay the price!”

Sixteenth Step peak Poison Dragon?

Hu Feng was shocked. After asking questions, he finally understood what had happened.

It turned out that a hundred miles east of Graham City, there was a great rift valley. Inside was an unfathomable cave, filled with astonishingly corrosive sulfur. No one had ever reached the depths of the cave, and no one knew where the end led. Eight hundred years ago, Maurice explored this strange cave alone, preparing to collect this top-quality sulfur mine. Unexpectedly, before reaching the end of the cave, he encountered a Poison Dragon with Sixteenth Step peak strength. Both sides suffered heavy losses. After exiting the Sulfur Cave, he happened to encounter the Demon Hunter Squad of the Graham Family. Being seriously injured, he was captured by them and imprisoned in this dungeon where the sun never shone.

In order to refine him, a powerful Demi-god Stronger, into a War Puppet, Quentin tried every means. Unfortunately, his strength was insufficient, and he could not erase Maurice’s Soul. In the end, he had to come up with a sinister trick, setting up a Soul Refining Grand Formation to constantly weaken Maurice’s strength, attempting to succeed one day. This imprisonment lasted a full eight hundred years.

After memorizing the location of the Sulfur Cave, Hu Feng quickly left and began to plan the next action. Blackwater City had complete buildings, but what it lacked was a large amount of resources. With enough sulfur, perhaps he could quickly repair the Black Dragon Cave and summon powerful Black Dragons that feared no Magic attacks. By then, the combat power of the Lich Legion would undoubtedly soar again!

An unprecedented disaster was getting closer, but the people in the center of the whirlpool were unaware. After dawn, Hu Feng sat on the ground Cultivating as if nothing had happened, preparing to act again at night. Unexpectedly, just as the sky was getting slightly bright, a team of fully armed Rattan Armor Warriors rushed in with Killing Intent.

“Go, the Grand Elder wants to see you!” The Rattan Armor Warriors opened the cell door with a clatter and dragged up Hu Feng, the insignificant Divine Official who looked weak.

“Not good, could it be that the matter has been exposed?”

Thinking of the Monastery Elder prostrating before City Lord Quentin last night, Hu Feng was secretly shocked. He turned to glance at Maurice in the depths of the cell, who pretended nothing was wrong, and then calmly followed the Rattan Armor Warriors away. Before the situation was clear, the best method was to stay the same in response to changes. He wanted to see what tricks a puppet could still play in front of him.