Chapter 186: Enemies on a Narrow Road

In the boundless darkness, Hu Feng vaguely sensed some familiar auras.

To the west of the Dragon’s Grave, waves of obscure Fallen Aura came from a patch of dense shrubbery. The aura was weak, but pure and profound. Accidentally inhaling a wisp of it, a Demon Hunter passing by nearby felt his limbs turn cold. Countless dark, evil, and corrupt thoughts surfaced in his mind, and his Divine Sense was quickly wiped out as he fell straight to the ground. Soon, a no-man’s land formed within a radius of a thousand meters. Looking at the corpses lying in disorder on the ground, no one dared to approach anymore. It seemed as if a terrifying ancient beast was lurking inside the shrubbery.

Fallen King!

Sensing this aura from afar, Hu Feng understood what kind of Great Demon Head was lurking in the shrubbery.

The scene where the Fallen King descended upon Glory Castle and killed people in all directions was still vivid in his memory. Although his strength had improved greatly, he asked himself that he was still far from being a match for this Great Demon Head who stood at the Demi-god Peak. He did not dare to carefully sense the movements inside the shrubbery.

To the east of the Dragon’s Grave, a group of power ful enemies occupied an area of scattered rocks. Aside from a large group of guards with Saint Domain Peak strength, there were also twelve powerful Demi-god Stronger. Redelson, who had only one arm left, was prominently among them. The leader, a woman in green named Leng Hanshuang, sat cross-legged on a flat, smooth stone slab. Her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was concentrating on her Cultivation, or perhaps quietly waiting for the right moment.

In a dense forest to the south of the Dragon’s Grave, Hu Feng found the figures of Prinhus, Arthas, and the others. Beside them, there were unexpectedly more than a dozen Stronger from the Divine Court. There were upright, cold Holy Knights, White-robed Priestesses holding Magic Staffs, and Ascetics like Prinhus. The neither-male-nor-female Great Divine Official Moss had actually arrived here at some unknown time, sitting alone on a tree trunk, raising slender orchid fingers as he embroidered something on a piece of white cloth.

The corpse of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King was about to break the seal and emerge. Many old monsters who usually did not leave their homes for thousands of years were stirred into action and lurked in the darkness.

“Hei Mu, where is that Prince Arthas of the Morgan Family you mentioned? Is he not here?” Hu Feng focused his attention on Redelson and his group.

The strength of the Fallen King was unfathomable. Back then in Glory Castle, he had taken a palm strike from him head-on, but at that time, his main attention was restrained by the neither-male-nor-female Great Divine Official Moss. Even if they met again, he might not care about this little Divine Official. Although the Holy Knight Arthas had repeatedly been unhappy with him, with people like Prinhus nearby, he wouldn’t really dare to do anything to him. The real threat to him was still Redelson and his group.

After all, first there was Weinberg of Sand City, and then Quentin of Graham City; he had already ruined the Morgan Family’s plans several times. If there was a chance, the other side would absolutely not let him go!

“Prince Arthas is not here, but I can confirm that he is definitely paying attention to the changes here and can appear through the Void at any time!”

Hei Mu paused, then continued: “Prince Arthas’s Great Slaughter Art and Great Freeze Technique were cultivated to the peak tens of thousands of years ago. His strength can at least rank in the top one hundred on the overall Demon Hunter Ranking of the Dallas Continent. Hu Feng, you ruined the Morgan Family’s alliance plan and their erosion of the Wasteland. You did that very well, but you also angered the core interests of the Morgan Family. If you meet that guy Prince Arthas, you’d better hide as far away as possible!”

“Okay!”

Hu Feng nodded. “Hei Mu, then what about you and Black Blood? Where do you rank on the overall Demon Hunter Ranking?”

In the western Wasteland, or perhaps in a corner somewhere, a Stronger ranked first on the Demon Hunter Ranking might not even make the list on the overall Demon Hunter Ranking of the continent. The one hundredth name on the overall ranking was already so powerful; the strength of those at the top was unimaginable, far exceeding the scope of the Demi-god Realm.

“Things in the past have no meaning! Right now, I can probably rank around one thousand or so. Black Blood’s ranking will be a bit higher.”

Hei Mu’s tone was plain and concise, as if he didn’t want to say more. Since parting at Saintess Peak, he had remained at the Saint Domain Peak realm, showing no signs of breaking through to the Demi-god Realm. However, upon closer perception, his strength seemed to have undergone great changes unknowingly. Even compared to a Demi-god Stronger, he was not inferior, and perhaps even superior!

Hei Mu’s strength and realm gave people an elusive feeling, and Hu Feng could not sense his true strength. On the path of Cultivation, Hei Mu had chosen a different road!

“Hei Mu, Black Blood, you stay here. I will go out and see the situation myself!”

Hu Feng put on the Ghost King Cloak. With a thought, his body was shrouded in a mass of Dark Mist, his face becoming blurred. Without waiting for Hei Mu to say anything, he turned and left. After a few leaps, he disappeared into the darkness, his aura becoming weaker and weaker. The more people there were and the more chaotic the situation, the more advantageous it was for him as a Lich King.

“Hei Mu, are you really going to let Black Blood wander alone in the Wasteland and not pull him into the Black Horn Team?” Black Blood’s eyes were bright and spirited. He looked shrewd and capable, completely different from his usual carefree appearance.

“True Stronger are honed in battle. A truly peerless genius has his own path. We don’t need to interfere too much; this is also Lord Heitian’s intention!” Hei Mu said in a plain tone, then slowly continued: “However, Hu Feng will join our Black Horn Team one day. I believe that day will come, it’s just not the right time yet!”

“Should we follow him, just in case…” Black Blood looked worried.

Right now, Stronger surrounded the Dragon’s Grave. Although Hu Feng’s strength was not bad, if he encountered a truly top-tier Stronger, he would definitely not be a match alone.

Hei Mu shook his head. “No need, Black Blood. Don’t worry, Hu Feng is much more powerful than you imagine. On the contrary, you should be careful yourself. If the situation goes wrong, leave here immediately. I can sense that the space-time oscillation in the high sky is getting more and more intense. The Stronger of the Dragon Domain have been prepared for a long time. Let’s go!”

As he spoke, Hei Mu stood up, taking Black Blood to quickly retreat. They lurked on a high mountain more than ten miles away, watching the movements at the Dragon’s Grave from a distance.

Wrapped in a mass of black energy, Hu Feng silently arrived at the scattered rocks to the east of the Dragon’s Grave, quietly observing the movements of Redelson and his group. Towards enemies, his principle had always been to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, striking first to gain the upper hand. Since the Morgan Family would not let him go, the best way was to weaken their strength with all his might and make this giant beast crash down.

Under the guard of numerous attendants, the woman in green, Leng Hanshuang, sat quietly on the stone slab.

Green clothes, black hair, and a face so fair it was flawless. Her long black hair was tied up high, giving her a classical beauty. Unlike ordinary female warriors, she wore a light robe with a pale green ribbon tied around her waist. Her sleeves were wide, fluttering in the cold wind. Seen from a distance, she did not look like a female warrior, nor a maid, but rather like a fairy who did not eat the food of common mortals.

“With a maid like this, what more could a husband ask for?”

Looking at the fairy-like woman in green from afar, Hu Feng shook his head. Although he knew quite a few beautiful women, the woman in green before him, Leng Hanshuang, was still striking. A woman with such a unique temperament was rare in the world.

Ophelia was the first woman he truly liked after coming to this world, but unfortunately, as a White-robed Priestess, her faith was firm, and she would not accept his identity as a Lich. Nun Bella had a slender figure and knew how to serve a man, but unfortunately, she lacked a temperament that made one’s heart beat; the female warrior Bailier was soft on the outside but strong on the inside, but Hu Feng only had expectations of defiling and training her. Candidate Saintess Xianiya, the Night Elf Sarabell, and others were not bad either, each with their own merits, but they also didn’t give him a truly heart-moving feeling.

“Who?”

Just as Hu Feng was letting his thoughts wander, Redelson, who was patrolling the perimeter, suddenly shouted harshly and pounced over with several guards of Saint Domain Peak strength. Looking at his one-armed state, Hu Feng’s mind moved, and he deliberately leaked a trace of pure Death Aura before turning to leave.

“Blackwater?”

Redelson grabbed at the void with his right hand. Looking at a black thread wrapped around his fingertip and sensing the familiar aura contained within, he was not angry but happy. He followed without hesitation. Suddenly accelerating, he left the several guards far behind in an instant. Following the weak sensation, he sped up all the way, following Hu Feng to a dense forest.

The battle of Graham City was viewed by him as a lifelong shame!

The accompanying subordinates were wiped out, a complete failure; even he himself lost an arm forever.

With the help of His Highness Prince Arthas and the High Priest, the wound left by the Death Oak finally healed, but the lost left arm could almost never grow back. Unless one day he broke through to the Divine Domain Realm, which for ordinary people, was almost impossible!

After his injuries recovered, Redelson gnashed his teeth all day, wishing he could kill his way to Black Horn and grind Hu Feng’s bones to dust. To vent the hatred in his heart, he did not hesitate to risk family punishment and secretly attack Demon Hunters and merchant caravans of Black Horn. Today, finally seeing Hu Feng, that guy, he chased after him recklessly in surprise and joy, swearing to kill him at all costs!

“Lord Redelson, we meet again!”

After luring Redelson into the dense forest, Hu Feng suddenly stopped and turned to look at this guy filled with anger and hatred. He was smiling, but secretly, his killing intent was surging. He slowly pulled out the sharp Death Oak. Redelson wished to grind his bones to dust, and he certainly wanted to kill this guy and eliminate the root!

After all, no one wanted to be constantly remembered by a powerful Demi-god Stronger, always on guard against powerful revenge!

“Blackwater, I have waited a long time for this day!”

Looking at the Black Horn battle robe on Hu Feng, Redelson had no more doubts and confirmed that he was indeed a guy from Black Horn. Muffled sounds like thunder and tiger roars came from his body. His developed muscles bulged high, and his already immense power rose steadily. His fierce might was fully revealed, and his eyes were red like a wild beast.

“Kill!”

Looking at Hu Feng, the enemy who had caused him untold humiliation, only intense hatred remained in Redelson’s heart. If he didn’t kill him, he swore he was not a human!