Chapter 152: Emperor of Wu Gate

Under quiet cultivation , three days passed quickly.

Every race’s Racial Divine Realm contained a vast amount of Origin Power. Just three days here were equivalent to three years of cultivation outside.

Hu Feng sat cross-legged under a tall Oak Tree. Around him, ten massive Demon God Phantoms towered. Great Devour Technique, Great Spirit Gathering Technique, Great Seal Technique, Great Fallen Technique… After refining the power of Prince Barton of the Undead, he had mastered ten Ancient Divine Abilities left behind by Ancient Demon Gods. Bathed in the vast Origin Power, the ten Demon Gods improved rapidly. Their bodies became more and more solid, gradually recovering the might of an Ancient Demon God. Raising his head, he let out a roar that shook the entire Oak Tree World.

“Lord, this is Solomon’s refining secret!”

Seeing Hu Feng wake up from his cultivation, Natalia quickly presented an ancient book. According to the Grand Elder’s dying words, she offered the refining secret of the treasure Solomon with both hands.

“Good, very good!”

Hu Feng quickly flipped through the ancient book in his hand, reading ten lines at a glance. He grabbed at the void with his right hand and seized the massive Solomon. He silently chanted the incantation from the book, and with a ‘hiss’, a large cluster of scorching Angel Flame burst from his hand. Slowly, the massive Solomon grew smaller and smaller, finally turning into a ray of cold light that merged into his body, perfectly fusing with the Alternate Dimension known as the Prime Realm.

In an instant, a breath of alien space-time surged within his body. Not far away, a phantom of a Great Peng raised its head and let out a long cry, spreading its wings to fly high. In a flash, it moved and shifted between thousands of Planes. Finally, its feathers shimmered with golden light, as if plated with a layer of gold. Among the many Demon God Phantoms, it was the first to break through the bottleneck and become a true Demon God Clone. Hu Feng swayed, tore open the Planar Crystal Wall of the Oak Tree World with a single grab, and brought Natalia to the Witch Mountain Range, returning to the massive Witch City.

Refining Solomon, a space-type treasure, allowed Hu Feng’s strength to rise another step. From then on, exploring and wandering in other Planes was no longer an unreachable dream!

“It’s him, he’s the one who abducted our Treasure Hall!”

“Elder, Grand Elder, this…”

…

Upon seeing Hu Feng’s figure, some Witch warriors quickly recognized his identity and rushed over in anger. But sensing the vast Origin Power of the Witch race within Hu Feng, and seeing Natalia beside him, they involuntarily stopped in confusion.

“The Grand Elder actually died decades ago and passed all his power to me, his disciple!”

Natalia’s expression was calm. She looked at her confused clansmen and slowly continued, “This is Lord Hu Feng. Inside the Oak Tree World, he has already received the inheritance of the Ruler of Destiny. From today on, he is the Guardian Divine Envoy of our Witch race. His commands are the divine edicts of the Ruler of Destiny. He will lead our Witch race to great glory!”

As Natalia spoke, she took out the Grand Elder’s last letter. This stirred up a thousand waves!

Apart from the four Guardian Elders who had died in battle, some old wise men in the clan had heard rumors about the Grand Elder. Looking at the undeniable last letter, they quickly confirmed Natalia’s identity. However, seeing Hu Feng suddenly transform from a despicable Great Demon Head into a high and mighty Guardian Divine Envoy, many Witch warriors found it hard to accept for a moment, and the crowd was agitated.

“Whoever listens to me and obeys me can gain eternal life. Those who do not obey will only find a dead end!”

Looking at the agitated Witch warriors, Hu Feng gave a cold laugh and recklessly released the Origin Power within his body completely. In an instant, this Origin Power inherited from the statue of the Ruler of Destiny made every Witch feel an innate pressure, and they could not help but prostrate themselves.

Every Racial Divine Realm possessed unique Origin Power. Sensing the vast Witch race’s Origin Power within Hu Feng, no one dared to doubt his identity anymore.

“The Witch race worships the forest and nature. As the Guardian Divine Envoy, let me grant you a new home!”

Hu Feng’s heart moved, and his figure shot up, appearing in the misty heights. He grabbed at the void with his right hand and seized the entire massive Witch City. Majestic Origin Power surged out, and with a ‘crack’, he tore open a huge spatial rift. The Witches prostrated on the ground felt their vision blur, and suddenly, they arrived in a world of beautiful mountains and clear waters. In the air, Oak Tree seeds slowly fell. After landing, they quickly took root and sprouted. In the blink of an eye, a vast Oak Tree forest stretching for millions of miles grew.

With cool breezes and swaying Oak Trees, in an instant, people felt as if they had returned to the Oak Tree World, returned to that Racial Divine Realm they had longed for!

“Welcome everyone to the Prime Realm!”

Looking at the Witch City standing in the forest, Hu Feng smiled faintly and quickly left with Natalia. Almost in an instant, he returned to the distant Blackwater City and returned to the dark Underground World. He waved his hand to summon Holy Angel Taliana, Tree Demon, and the others. Upon hearing the news of his return, Yisu, Arnold, Saratos, and the others quickly rushed back. Looking at Natalia, this unfamiliar Demi-god Stronger, everyone was shocked.

“This is Natalia, the Witch Grand Elder of the Witch race. She is best at the Great Curse Technique. From now on, if anyone doesn’t want to live anymore, just find her. I guarantee you will wish you were dead!”

Hu Feng gave an evil smile. Hearing him say this, everyone subconsciously took a few steps back, wishing they could stay further away from Natalia, this mysterious Witch. The reputation of the Witch race in the Wasteland was already bad; they had always been synonymous with death and plague. A Witch Grand Elder who was skilled in the Great Curse Technique was even more terrifying!

Poor Natalia, young and beautiful, wearing a white robe that made her seem like a refreshing spring breeze, became a thousands-year-old monster in the eyes of the people thanks to Hu Feng’s introduction. Originally, the lecherous Necromancer Badeson wanted to step forward and chat her up. But after hearing Hu Feng’s words, he wished he could hide as far away as possible.

As a Necromancer who specialized in dark Magic, no one knew better than him how terrifying the Witch race’s Great Curse Technique was!

“Today, almost everyone is here. I am announcing a piece of news!”

Hu Feng paused, swept his gaze lightly over the crowd, and slowly continued, “With the strength of the Lich Legion skyrocketing, we will control more and more castles in the future. Many castles are very far apart. Relying solely on garrisons to ensure the safety of castles is not enough. What we need is to control people’s beliefs and faith. If the residents of an entire castle are our believers, that castle will surely be impossible to conquer. And this belief, or faith, must give believers a clear, distinct, and bright future. Therefore, starting today, we officially establish Wu Gate. We will develop all residents within our sphere of influence into believers of Wu Gate. From now on, do not call me City Lord anymore. Call me Emperor, the Emperor of Wu Gate!”

As he spoke, Hu Feng stood up, took out the Dark Magic Pen, and wrote a huge ‘Wu’ character on the wall. With strokes like dragons and phoenixes, this simple ‘Wu’ character gave off a majestic and upright vibe.

After absorbing a large amount of the Witch race’s Origin Power, Hu Feng quickly thought of a way to develop a large number of believers and obtain the Power of Faith.

People living in the world must have a belief, or perhaps a thought or an idea. Everyone has them; some are just clear, while others are ignorant (ignorant) of their own. The Soul power of ordinary people is very weak, but they make up for it in sheer numbers. If they believe in the same goal and unremittingly work towards that goal, then a large amount of pure Power of Faith can be produced.

Cultivating three thousand Ancient Divine Abilities, condensing Demon God Phantoms, and refining Ancient Demon God Clones…

This was the cultivation method Hu Feng currently knew. However, after condensing three thousand Ancient Demon God Clones, how to cultivate further was unknown. Ancient Demon Gods, they were existences more ruthless than the last; each one was an ancient powerhouse capable of destroying the heavens and the earth. After refining their Clones and devouring the residual thoughts in the endless Void, would there be a day when their consciousness became clear, and one would instead become their slave and puppet?

After absorbing a large amount of Origin Power in the Oak Tree World, Hu Feng’s understanding of the Great Mystery Technique went a step further. His intuition (sensing) of things in the dark became clearer, and a sense of inexplicable danger and urgency grew in his heart.

Establishing Wu Gate could not only better control the subordinate castles; more importantly, it could use the Power of Faith exclusive to him to control the many Demon God Clones and completely sever the sensing and connection between them and their True Bodies. This was planning ahead!

“Greetings, Emperor!”

After the great shock, the people quickly reacted and prostrated themselves respectfully. Natalia, the Witch Elder, was no exception.

Hearing Hu Feng say this, her heart could not help but beat faster. Wu Gate, Wu Gate, the Wu Gate created by Hu Feng clearly had inextricable links to her Witch race. Before the Grand Elder died, he said that the Witch race would reach unprecedented glory under the leadership of the Guardian Divine Envoy. Now, it seemed he was right.

Amidst the shock, no one noticed that on the ground, Grand Commander Yisu, once a tiny Skeleton, had a glint of light in his eyes.

While Hu Feng announced the establishment of Wu Gate in Blackwater City, a storm was brewing within a Plane hidden in the endless Void.

“Barton is dead!”

Looking at the extinguished candle, an old man clad in Eternal Battle Armor had a gloomy expression. Behind him knelt countless powerful Undead. Every one of them had cultivated to at least Demi-god Peak, and some had even far surpassed that realm. “Speak, tell me, how did Barton die? Who killed Prince Barton of the Eternal Kingdom?”

The old man’s face grew colder and colder. In the air, monstrous anger and boundless pressure rippled. That oppressive aura made even a Demi-god Peak Stronger struggle to breathe. The dozen or so guards kneeling before him were dripping with cold sweat, not daring to make a sound.

“Your Majesty, Prince Barton said… he said he wanted to go alone to a place called Sunset Wasteland to find an ancient treasure. He didn’t let us accompany him at all, we…”

Looking at the furiously angry old man, the guard leader’s face turned pale. In the past, he was majestic relying on his status as the Prince’s attendant, but now he was like a stray dog, his limbs ice-cold.

“Sunset Wasteland?” the old man muttered to himself. “Investigate, find out immediately. You bunch of useless trash, accompany Prince Barton in death!”

The old man gave the order in a low voice and suddenly drew the sharp sword from his waist. A cold light flashed, and the dozen or so guards kneeling on the ground disintegrated, turning into specks of dust that vanished into thin air, their Souls completely Scattered and Spirits Dissipated! Outside the massive offering table, more than a dozen candles suddenly extinguished, rising up wisps of curling black smoke.