Chapter 203: Iron Arm Legion

“Standing tall between heaven and earth, this is a Witch!”

Hu Feng sat on the Grand Witch Altar, quietly comprehending the unique Witch Dao, sensing the changes of all things in the world, and understanding the most initial and primitive natural laws.

Having cultivated to the Demi-god Peak, he could now directly sense the boundless Magic Power ocean and Soul Ocean with every breath. Vast energy surged down, cleansing every Rune inside his body. His muscles, bones, flesh, and even every organ were composed of countless Runes, rotating slowly along a profound trajectory.

Under the bath of vast energy, his body gradually dimmed, turning into dust-sized Runes that vanished. Following that, countless Runes appeared in the air, condensing into form again with an ancient, vicissitudinous power and boundless oppression, repeating this process over and over.

Disintegration, turning into a mass of nothingness, condensing into form, then disintegrating again…

Every time he condensed anew, Hu Feng gained a trace more understanding in his heart. Every Rune was subsequently tainted with the most primitive natural laws, merging as one with heaven and earth. Clearly, one could see him sitting cross-legged on the Grand Witch Altar cultivating, but the moment anyone closed their eyes, they could no longer sense his existence; or rather, he was everywhere!

Great Eternal Technique!

The deeper his understanding of the Witch Dao, the further he grasped the essence of various Ancient Divine Abilities. The Great Eternal Technique, an Ancient Divine Ability plundered from the Undead Prince Barton, had been cultivated by Hu Feng to a wondrous realm. Even if his body and soul were completely shattered, as long as a single Rune remained, he could rapidly condense into form. Compared to the Puppet Ancestor Igula’s method of borrowing a corpse to resurrect, the realm was incomparably higher!

“Tracing back to the source, what is true power?”

A massive Demon God Clone slowly rose behind Hu Feng. A cold wind blew past, and his body vanished once more. This time, it was a complete disappearance; the Origin Demon God behind him and the ancient Grand Witch Altar vanished together without leaving a trace of aura or mark. Only the entire sparkling Crystal City suddenly gained many profound Runes, emitting an ancient and supreme aura.

In an instant, the Mermaid Warriors cultivating inside Crystal City felt as if they had arrived at an ancient palace, and waves of pure Origin Power came from the Void. At the same time, the Naga Warriors trapped in the Crystal Illusion Formation felt the exact opposite. They felt an extremely cold and icy energy seep into their bodies; their limbs turned cold, their heads dizzy, and their vitality began to slowly drain away. It was as if time had started to accelerate, and their lifespans grew shorter and shorter.

“Could this be the profound mystery of the Great Aging Art?”

Hu Feng, who was one with Crystal City, observed their changes intently while plundering the vitality of the Naga Warriors. His mind moved, and he suddenly recalled the terrifying Great Aging Art displayed by Saintess Flochra in the Dragon’s Grave. Unknowingly, he gained a trace of enlightenment in his heart. Among the three thousand Ancient Divine Abilities, each one originated from the most primitive natural laws. Mastering just one of them would allow one to become a true Ancient Demon God!

Half a month’s time passed quickly.

Half a month of quiet cultivation allowed Hu Feng to consolidate his Demi-god Peak realm. Twelve Ancient Divine Abilities were all cultivated to a profound realm. Every Demon God Clone was equivalent to a peerless Stronger at the Demi-god Peak, and the condensed Demon God Intent grew increasingly massive. Once summoned, it gave people the feeling that an Ancient Demon God had descended in person, and an intense oppression rushed towards them.

What did twelve Demon God Clones with Demi-god Peak strength mean?

It meant that Hu Feng had truly stepped into the ranks of first-class Strongers on the continent. Ordinary Demi-god Strongers were far from being his opponents. One against thirteen, and each using their own divine abilities, was equivalent to possessing thirteen times the combat power!

“Hu Feng, how should we deal with the Naga Warriors trapped in the Illusion Formation?” Seeing Hu Feng’s figure, Bailier quickly went up to greet him.

Over the past half-month, numerous Ancient Magic Arrays in Crystal City were activated one by one, and the entire castle underwent earth-shaking changes. Every clansman completely heaved a sigh of relief and focused on cultivating. In contrast, the Naga Warriors trapped in the Crystal Illusion Formation suffered unspeakably, being led around by the Necromancer Badeson. They could not rush out of this massive and profound Illusion Formation, nor could they rescue the Naga Queen wearing Magic Shackles. Each one was exhausted, hungry, and thirsty; many were already on the brink of death.

“Let them fend for themselves!” Hu Feng gave a cold laugh. Through the Crystal Ball, the movements of the Naga Warriors were clearly visible.

Bailier furrowed her brows, her Killing Intent awe-inspiring. “Hu Feng, keeping them here, I feel it is ultimately a hidden danger. Why not just directly…”

As she spoke, Bailier made a gesture of chopping off a head. Although the Crystal Illusion Formation was immensely powerful, she felt that keeping tens of thousands of Naga Warriors besieged but not killed was a significant hidden danger, worrying they might break out. The Naga Tribe was powerful; over the years, the ferocity and strength of the Naga Warriors had left a deep impression.

“No, Bailier, keeping these Naga Warriors has great use. Like the Naga Queen, they are all rare bait! Without this bait, how can we nibble away at the massive Naga Legion, and how can we turn them into our Vassal Race?” Hu Feng paused, then continued indifferently: “If I guessed correctly, the Naga Tribe’s reinforcements are already on the way and could attack at any moment!”

After understanding the identity of the Naga Queen Cassandra, Hu Feng quickly thought of a plan to completely subdue the Naga Tribe.

Capturing the Naga Queen Cassandra provided a heavyweight hostage and bait, so there was no worry that the Naga Tribe wouldn’t take it. However, just one Naga Queen was not enough; trapping tens of thousands of Naga elites, and then trapping their reinforcements one by one, turning them all into bait. This made it impossible for the Naga Tribe to give up, thus causing them to fall completely into the trap.

The tactic of adding oil!

Oil had to be added drop by drop, keeping a low profile to hide true strength so the opponent wouldn’t detect the real danger. They would unwillingly send troops to rescue again and again, like moths flying into a flame, and finally, a single hammer blow would decide the outcome. If they killed too fiercely from the start, revealing their sharpness, it would only be a loss outweighing the gain. The Naga Tribe, suffering sudden heavy losses, would not easily take risks again; they would either shrink back like turtles or fearfully migrate to distant seas. Neither situation was what Hu Feng hoped to see. What he needed was a Vassal Race that was brave and skilled in battle, preserving the vast majority of its strength.

“Bait?”

Bailier suddenly realized, finally understanding Hu Feng’s plan, and was shocked. Before she could react, a Mermaid Warrior rushed in panic. “Not good, Your Highness, many Naga Warriors have come outside and surrounded Crystal City. Within a radius of over ten nautical miles, it is filled with their figures; there are at least two hundred thousand of them.”

“What, two hundred thousand?”

Bailier’s expression changed in shock. She didn’t expect Hu Feng’s prediction to be verified so soon. “Did you see clearly which of the eight major legions of the Naga Tribe it is, and who is their Commander?”

The Naga Tribe was powerful. Besides the Guard Legion led personally by the Naga Queen Cassandra, which was trapped in the Crystal Illusion Formation, there were eight other major legions, each led by an Elder Executive. Compared to the Guard Legion, the other eight major legions had even larger establishments; each was almost two hundred thousand strong and invincible.

“A heavy hammer is embroidered on the War Flag; it should be the Naga Tribe’s Iron Arm Legion!”

The Mermaid Warrior reported loudly, his face pale. A section of an arrow shaft was exposed on his abdomen; he was heavily injured. Suddenly encountering a large group of Naga Warriors silently surrounding them, he was the only one of over a hundred patrolling soldiers to escape luckily.

“Iron Arm Legion?”

Bailier’s face turned pale. On the surface, she forced herself to be calm, but she couldn’t hide the fear in her eyes.

The Iron Arm Elder could be said to be the most warlike and cruel Elder Executive in the Naga Tribe. It was said that he had cultivated to the Demi-god Peak over a hundred thousand years ago, and his eight arms were harder than deep-sea black iron. When his eight heavy hammers smashed down together, even a giant python thousands of meters long would be smashed into meat paste. The Iron Arm Legion he personally led was infamous in the ocean, known for its power, cold-bloodedness, and cruelty. They once slaughtered an eight-hundred-mile sea area overnight, not letting even a small sea fish go, cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots.

“Pass the order, send out an elite squad to lure them in! The rest of the soldiers, immediately retreat into Crystal City!”

After taking a few deep breaths, Bailier gave orders in a low voice, commanding everyone to get busy. Although fear still lingered in her eyes, she was resolute and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. Under her command, Crystal City became busy, tense but orderly. All the Mermaid Warriors who could still fight climbed onto the tall city walls.

Facing the Naga Tribe’s massive attack, Bailier placed her only hope on the Crystal Illusion Formation. The Crystal World that had been refined gave her unprecedented confidence, but even greater confidence came from Hu Feng beside her.

Watching Bailier’s resolution and decisiveness, Hu Feng nodded in appreciation. He waved his hand to summon the Necromancer Badeson and whispered a few instructions in his ear. The Naga Legion’s attack was within his plan all along, and he had long had a countermeasure. Adavis, the Black-robed Strategist intentionally released, had indeed not disappointed him.

“Quack, quack, quack, understood, my Lord!”

The Necromancer Badeson laughed quackingly, bowed to accept the order, and left. Evil was his nature, and despicability was his style, but compared to Hu Feng, even he, a Necromancer, had to admit defeat!

Roar, roar, roar…

After quickly clearing the outer patrols of Crystal City, the massive Naga Legion began to advance step by step. All the Naga Warriors raised their weapons high, their Killing Intent surging to the sky. They roared as they swarmed darkly towards Crystal City. A tall War Flag suddenly emerged from the water, fluttering in the air. The ferocious big iron hammer on the War Flag pressed heavily on the heart of every Mermaid Warrior like a giant stone.

“Lowly mermaids, you are all dead!”

A particularly burly Eight-armed Naga emerged from the water right after the War Flag. He was shirtless, wearing no armor, and waved eight huge war hammers in his hands. There were no scars on his chest, but his back was covered with a dense network of scars; even Hu Feng couldn’t help but shrink his pupils for a moment, understanding what this meant.