Chapter 181: Demon God Rune

“Stop!”

Just as Hu Feng and the brawny man, Black Blood, were about to fight to the death, Hei Mu, who was standing in the dark watching, rushed out like lightning and blocked the two men.

“Hei Mu?”

Hu Feng looked at Hei Mu, who suddenly appeared in front of him, with surprise and quickly put away his sword.

“That’s right, it’s me, Brother Hu Feng. We meet again!”

After stopping their fight in time, Hei Mu breathed a sigh of relief. “Hu Feng, Black Blood is my brother in Black Horn. This guy has always been a violent maniac. He heard that you are very excellent and couldn’t help rushing out to compete with you. Please don’t take it to heart. Come, the three of us brothers will find a place to sit down and chat slowly.”

As he spoke, Hei Mu looked at Hu Feng with admiration. Since their parting at Saintess Peak, Hu Feng’s strength had made great progress. For a time, he even made Black Blood, this violent maniac, unable to gain any advantage. Under his lead, the three found a clean stone slab to sit on, took out several jars of fragrant Muliu Wine, and drank.

“Brother Hu Feng, no, Brother Blackwater, drink!”

After downing a few mouthfuls of strong liquor together, the three quickly became familiar with each other. Black Blood put down the wine jar, burped, and continued drunkenly: “Hahaha, I’d better call you Blackwater. I like this name!”

“A name is just a symbol. By the way, Black Blood, how did you know I was Blackwater?” Hu Feng looked at the drunken Black Blood with confusion.

“Nonsense! As soon as I returned to the Wasteland, I fought with the guys from the Morgan Family. If I didn’t know you were Blackwater, then our Black Horn spies might as well be dead!” Black Blood burped from the wine and spoke while shaking his head.

It turned out that after returning to Thunder City to heal his injuries, Redelson thought about it and felt more and more upset, so he led people to snipe at Black Horn’s Demon Hunters and caravans from time to time. Once, he happened to meet Black Blood who had returned to the Wasteland, and a big battle broke out between the two sides, capturing several prisoners. Soon, they figured out what was going on.

Ordinary people, even if they knew Blackwater was impersonating someone from Black Horn, could not connect him with Hu Feng, but Hei Mu was different. After carefully questioning several prisoners and understanding the details, he quickly understood Blackwater’s true identity.

“Sorry to cause you trouble. I told them no, but they insisted on recognizing me as someone from Black Horn, so I couldn’t help it!”

After understanding what was going on, Hu Feng smiled, but there was no trace of embarrassment on his face.

He used the alias Blackwater entirely because the first castle he occupied in the Underground World was Blackwater City. He didn’t expect that it would unintentionally cause such a big misunderstanding. Especially Redelson, who not only identified him as a member of Black Horn but also attacked Black Horn’s Demon Hunters and caravans by any means necessary. It was really incredibly stupid.

“By the way, Brother Hu Feng, why don’t you just join our Black Horn? In the future, we can hunt on the Wasteland together and wander to various Planes together!”

Hei Mu formally invited Hu Feng to join Black Horn. From the first time they met, seeing him kill a team of Demons, he knew that this young man Hu Feng was not simple. Sure enough, everything that happened later confirmed his view. With only the strength of a Swordsman, he dared to snatch half of the Dark Heavenly Book from Old Ancestor Bone Demon, a Demi-god Peak Stronger, and succeeded in one strike. Whether it was scheming, strategy, or courage, he was far beyond ordinary Demon Hunters.

“Yes, Brother Blackwater, wandering alone on the Wasteland is no fun! Come, drink!” Black Blood, with a bold personality, was even more enthusiastic than Hei Mu and loudly invited Hu Feng to join. “Join Black Horn, drink together, and wipe out those Alien Races like Demons and Titans together. Join us Black Horn, and I guarantee your Cultivation speed will be a hundred times faster. You’ll have whatever you want, and it won’t be long before you break through to the Demi-god Realm. At that time, we will go to the Abyssal Plane and the Death Plane to wander and hunt together!”

“This…”

Hu Feng pondered for a moment and tactfully refused, “Sorry, I’m used to being free and alone, and I have no plans to join other forces for the time being.”

As one of the Four Great Cities, Black Horn was rich in resources. Being able to join the world-famous Black Horn Team was a supreme glory for Demon Hunters. Many people tried their best but didn’t have the qualification to join. However, Hu Feng thought about it and still refused. Even if there were many benefits to joining Black Horn, it wasn’t as satisfying as being his own boss!

“The Divine Court has Ascetics who specialize in Cultivation and don’t handle worldly affairs. We Black Horn also have Wanderers scattered everywhere, unrestrained. Brother Hu Feng, if you don’t want to join our Black Horn Team for the time being, you can also put your name in Black Horn and become a Wanderer!” Seeing that Hu Feng was unwilling to join, Hei Mu was a bit disappointed, but he didn’t force it. After pausing, he took out a black robe from the Demon Hunter Card and threw it to Hu Feng, continuing: “With this identity, whether you are hunting on the Wasteland or wandering to other Planes in the future, it will be much more convenient!”

This black robe was exactly the same as the robe on Hei Mu in terms of fabric and style, and there was also a badge of a galloping bison embroidered on the chest. The only difference was that a soaring eagle was embroidered on the left shoulder, symbolizing the identity of a Black Horn Wanderer.

“Okay!”

This time, Hu Feng did not refuse and quickly put on this black robe.

Putting aside the benefits of joining Black Horn, just for the friendship with Hei Mu, he would be embarrassed to refuse again. That day on Saintess Peak, if not for Hei Mu’s rescue, perhaps he and the Tree Demon would have died at the hands of Puppet Ancestor Igula and become two puppets to be slaughtered.

“Not bad, you look even more spirited!”

Looking at Hu Feng in the Black Horn battle robe, Hei Mu’s eyes lit up. “By the way, Hu Feng, what was the name of that sword move you just made? Why was the power so great?”

Everyone has their own secrets, just like every member of the Black Horn Team has their own private castle. Hei Mu didn’t intend to spy on Hu Feng’s secrets, but he really couldn’t help the curiosity and doubt in his heart. Hu Feng’s sword strike just now made him, an expert who had been inseparable from his sword since childhood, shine.

“God-Slaying Sword!”

Hu Feng did not hide it and took out the sharp Death Oak. “This is the Death Oak, a treasure handed down by the Witch Clan in ancient times. A while ago, I had a big battle with a man claiming to be Sword God Livingston. After luckily winning, I learned three moves of the God-Slaying Sword Technique from him. Fusing my own understanding of Cultivation, I figured out the God-Slaying Great Method. Two brothers, please give me your advice!”

Hu Feng sincerely asked for advice from the two. The path of Cultivation lies in one’s own talent and hard work, but communication with each other is also essential. Working behind closed doors alone makes it difficult to quickly solve one puzzle after another. Whether it was Black Blood or Hei Mu, they had been famous for many years and had been to many places with the Black Horn Team. Whether it was knowledge or understanding of Cultivation, they were not comparable to ordinary Demon Hunters.

“Sword God Livingston?”

Hei Mu looked surprised and looked at Hu Feng with some surprise. “This person, when he was still in the Sword Saint realm, was already famous throughout the Dallas Continent. Later, for some reason, he suddenly disappeared, and his whereabouts were never heard of again. It is said that he practiced the sword technique passed down by an ancient God King who specialized in Sword Dao. There are only seven swords in total, but each sword has infinite changes and boundless power. Hu Feng, where did you meet him, and how did you defeat him?”

Hei Mu and Black Blood looked at each other, seeing the same confusion in each other’s eyes.

Who was Sword God Livingston? He was known as the God among swords. Although he might not have cultivated to the Demi-god Peak, his combat power was definitely not worse than a general Demi-god Peak Stronger, perhaps even more powerful. Although Hu Feng was excellent, even Black Blood couldn’t easily defeat him for a while, but with his current strength, defeating Sword God Livingston was simply unimaginable!

“I met him in an Underground Castle. Under normal circumstances, I really wouldn’t be his opponent. At that time, perhaps he was underestimating his enemy, or perhaps he wanted to lose to me on purpose, Sword God Livingston didn’t go all out and agreed to only use three swords. I was lucky enough to dodge them!” Hu Feng smiled and simply described what happened at that time, not shying away from the danger and awkwardness he experienced.

Thinking back, not dying at the hands of Sword God Livingston back then was indeed a great luck. If he hadn’t devoured the power of the Undead Prince Barton before that and comprehended the Great Eternal Technique, perhaps he would have really died outside Jinshan City. The first three swords were already so powerful; it was unimaginable how terrifying the attack power would be if Livingston struck with all his might and slashed out seven swords in one breath!

“So that’s how it is!”

Hei Mu suddenly realized and said after pondering for a while: “Hu Feng, practice the sword technique passed to you by Sword God Livingston well. If you comprehend the Crystal Marrow of these three swords, you can say that your understanding of Sword Dao will not lose to any Demi-god Stronger. In this world, there is no strongest Cultivation method, only the most suitable Cultivation method. Everyone has their own characteristics and strengths, just continue to practice in your own way. However, I see that although you have practiced many Ancient Divine Abilities, you don’t seem to have truly mastered the essence of any of them, which is very bad. If you encounter a truly peerless Stronger who completely destroys the intent of your Demon God Clone, it will be troublesome. If you want to cultivate it back and re-condense the Demon God Clone, it will be very difficult!”

Although his own strength was not considered too strong, Hei Mu’s experience and knowledge were beyond the reach of even the powerful Black Blood. He saw Hu Feng’s biggest shortcoming in Cultivation at a glance.

“Brother Hei Mu, then what should I do to truly master the essence of Ancient Divine Abilities?” Hu Feng’s eyes lit up and he asked loudly.

“Black Blood, show Brother Hu Feng what the essence of Ancient Divine Abilities is!” Hei Mu smiled but didn’t do it himself.

Hearing him say this, the drunken Black Blood didn’t stand on ceremony and agitated the power in his body. Soon, a profound Rune appeared outside his body. It was black all over and looked like a tiny snake-shaped lightning, containing huge Demon God Intent and pure Origin Power. A small Rune seemed to be the will of storm and thunder. Black light rippled, and bursts of deafening thunder faintly came.