Chapter 19: Jian Yu

“Hmm, this is…” Sensing the Magic Power rippling in the air, Gui Yin’s facial expression changed.

Ophelia and the others did not notice Hu Feng’s movement, but he clearly sensed the runes drawn in the air by Hu Feng’s Dark Magic Pen. The unique technique, the runes embodying the caster’s will and intent, and the obscure, mysterious strokes… quickly stirred up a sealed memory of his.

“Young man, you are unwilling to deduce your own fate, so why did you come to the Ghost Market deep underground?” Gui Yin signaled the Ghost Servant behind him to calm down, and looked up at Hu Feng not far away. Although the other party had no eyeballs, in an instant, Hu Feng felt as if he had been swept over by a pair of sharp, wise eyes, unable to hide any secrets.

“Racial Divine Realm, Lord Gui Yin, can you tell me what exactly is going on with our Human Race’s ancient Racial Divine Realm?” Hu Feng pondered slightly, speaking while looking at Gui Yin, who was said to know everything.

For some reason, he had a vague feeling that the ancient Racial Divine Realm of the Human Race, which was said to have long disappeared, seemed to have a huge connection with him. After further comprehending the origin of Magic, this feeling became even stronger. The runes inherited from Ovisis and the vaguely familiar ancient characters often unknowingly merged into one.

Ancient Racial Divine Realm?

Gui Yin, wearing a black robe, pondered in silence. After a long while, he took out a tattered ancient book from his bosom. “Young man, this world is far bigger than we imagine. Take this Divine Realm Atlas!”

“How many Contribution Points?” Ophelia took out her crystal card. Carl and the others did not know Hu Feng’s background, but she knew it very well and prepared to buy it for him.

Anything Gui Yin brought out was bound to be a masterpiece!

Gui Yin was famous throughout the Wasteland; not a single item he brought out was ordinary. There had always been many legends about Racial Divine Realms in the vast Wasteland. It was said that occupying a Racial Divine Realm was equivalent to becoming a guardian god of a race, and even a single glance could allow one to comprehend the supreme Laws of Heaven. One could imagine how precious an atlas recording the major Racial Divine Realms was.

“Not a single Contribution Point is needed; I only have one condition!” Gui Yin’s expression was calm as he slowly continued to Hu Feng, “Young man, I only need you to do one thing for me after you break through to the Divine Domain Realm in the future!”

Break through to the Divine Domain Realm?

Gui Yin’s astonishing statement shocked everyone. For ordinary people to cultivate to the Grand Swordsman or Great Magician Realm was already one in ten thousand. Those who broke through to the Saint Domain Realm were rare, and those who cultivated to the Divine Domain Realm were even rarer! No one expected that the famous Gui Yin would value Hu Feng, a mere Magic Apprentice, so highly!

“Alright!”

Hu Feng was decisive. Before Carl and the others could react, he took the Divine Realm Atlas from Gui Yin’s hand.

Gui Yin’s action seemed to hold some deep meaning. For treasures obtained too easily, ordinary people would think twice and dare not accept them easily, but he did not pay too much attention to it. In the face of absolute power , all plots were paper tigers. After breaking through to the Divine Domain Realm and officially becoming a Divine Domain Lich King, he would fear no conspiracy from Gui Yin.

After achieving the goal of this trip, the group did not want to stay in the gloomy and oppressive underground Ghost Market for too long. They bowed to Gui Yin and quickly left. Just like when they came, Hu Feng silently walked at the back; but the difference was that the gaze of Carl and the other Knights looking over contained less arrogance and indifference, and a vague sense of respect.

The Divine Court’s Angel Squad was world-famous. The peripheral members below the Saint Domain valued potential for improvement more than strength. For a Divine Official like Hu Feng, who received such high praise from the unfathomable Gui Yin, perhaps it would not be long before he became a world-famous Evil Prodigy throughout the Dallas Continent!

“Lord, do you really believe that that young man can break through to the Divine Domain Realm?”

Watching Hu Feng’s back disappear into the darkness, after a long while, the masked green-haired servant asked Gui Yin respectfully. There were plenty of geniuses with amazing potential on the Sunset Wasteland, but those who could break through to the Divine Domain Realm and truly become a Stronger were very few. To cultivate from a mere Magic Apprentice to the lofty Divine Domain Realm was easier said than done?

“Ghost Servant, how many years have you stopped at the Demi-god Peak Realm?” Gui Yin did not answer but asked the green-haired servant behind him, his expression calm.

“Eight thousand seven hundred and fifty-two years. Since the battle at the North Sea, there has been no progress in my Cultivation.” The Ghost Servant looked gloomy.

Thinking back, he was also an unrivaled genius. In less than a thousand years, he cultivated to the Demi-god Peak Realm, just a step away from formally stepping into the Divine Domain. He didn’t expect that after more than eight thousand years, there was still no progress. One could imagine how difficult it was to impact the Divine Domain.

“Ghost Servant, remember this. Whether you can break through to the Divine Domain Realm in the future and whether you can personally take revenge on the Lord of Purgatory City depends on that young man just now.” Gui Yin fell silent for a moment, then slowly continued, “I didn’t expect that after so many years, I would sense the aura of the ancient Racial Divine Realm again. Ghost Servant, I am leaving. I will personally make a trip to the Daqingshan Graveyard.”

Gui Yin slowly opened his eyes, looked towards the distant north, and with a wave of his sleeve, his entire body suddenly and silently disappeared. In the gloomy stone cave, only the Ghost Servant, with his long green hair, remained, kneeling for a long time on the cold stone slab.

…

After leaving the gloomy Ghost Market, Hu Feng’s group quickly parted ways.

Carl and the other three Knights strongly requested to quickly go deep into the Wasteland to investigate the situation, hoping to make a quick decision and complete the task in the shortest time possible before quickly returning to the Bright Summit. Ophelia, on the other hand, opposed their rash investigation, insisting on staying in Wuhai Town for a while longer to understand the situation better. After some argument, the two sides parted on bad terms.

“Ophelia, perhaps Carl and the others are right. You should leave this vast and dangerous Wasteland quickly. I plan to train alone on the Wasteland for a few days. You go back first!” Looking at the devout Priest Ophelia, Hu Feng sighed secretly.

Being with Ophelia, a considerate Priest, he felt an unprecedented relaxation, but unfortunately, their identities were incompatible. A devout Priest could not be with an evil Lich, but he was determined to get the Monastery’s Holy Bead, so a fierce conflict was inevitable.

In addition, as soon as he left the Ghost Market, he vaguely felt that he was being watched, feeling like a thorn in his back wherever he went. Luring the snake out of its hole and killing it quickly might accidentally expose his identity, so he decided to act alone and send Ophelia, the Priest, away in advance.

Training alone in the Wasteland?

Ophelia was a little surprised, but after pondering for a while, she did not object. “Alright, but you must be careful. Don’t go too far from Wuhai Town when training!”

After warning Hu Feng to be careful, Ophelia rode her Pegasus and galloped away. After watching her back disappear, Hu Feng smiled coldly and headed straight for a valley with high mountains and dense forests nearby. Sure enough, the feeling of being followed became stronger and stronger, like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, getting closer and closer.

“Come out!”

After stepping into the hidden valley, Hu Feng waited coldly for the enemy to appear, his expression calm. In this desolate Wasteland, he could let go and fight to his heart’s content without worrying about exposing his identity and strength.

“To dare to kill a direct descendant of the Morgan Family on the spot, you indeed have some skills. Unfortunately, with only the strength of a Magic Apprentice, no matter how powerful you are, you are doomed this time!” As soon as Hu Feng finished speaking, a tall Demon Hunter emerged from the grass.

He was draped in a dark green war robe, the color blending with the surrounding scenery, making him impossible to detect without careful searching while lurking in the grass. He wore a pair of Magic-Resistant Boots and carried a rare heavy sword on his back. The heavy sword was nearly as tall as a person and about five fingers wide, pitch black all over. Even before being drawn, a bone-chilling aura and heavy Killing Intent emanated from it.

“I started practicing the sword at five and wandering the Wasteland at ten. Over the past few hundred years, I’ve seen all kinds of geniuses. A mere Magic Apprentice being so outstanding is rare, but it’s a pity…” The tall Demon Hunter looked appreciatively at Hu Feng, who showed no fear in front of him, and approached step by step. His pace was not fast, but each step covered several meters, quickly arriving in front of Hu Feng, bringing invisible Sword Qi that blew Hu Feng’s robe loudly. “Remember, my name is Jian Yu. Being able to die at the hands of a fifth-tier Swordsman is your honor!”

The tall Demon Hunter was like an unsheathed sharp sword, his Killing Intent awe-inspiring!

Jian Yu?

Looking at the imposing Demon Hunter, Hu Feng’s pupils constricted.

In this desert near Wuhai Town, the Demon Hunter Jian Yu was famous. He was one of the very few Swordsmen among the many Demon Hunters near Wuhai Town who could be nominated on the Demon Hunter Ranking in the western Wasteland. It was said that he once slaughtered a team of vicious Wandering Hunters overnight alone. His swordsmanship was divine, and his strength was unfathomable.

Every Demon Hunter who could enter the Western Demon Hunter Ranking was not simple. Sensing the massive energy fluctuations within Jian Yu, Hu Feng took a deep breath, realizing he had encountered a powerful opponent!