Chapter 58: Prime Realm

Seeing the figure of Sword Saint Hei Mu, Hu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated on using the Great Devour Technique to the fullest. With a ‘whoosh’, he swallowed the massive Dark Giant Dragon entirely into his body, and the Demon God Phantom behind him quickly vanished. Only the thick Dark Mist still lingered around him.

Thick Death Aura, massive Dark Wings, cold eyes…

Viewed from the ground, Hu Feng high in the sky had a blurred face, unfathomable like a terrifying Great Demon Head. A massive black Crystal Vein was swallowed in one breath! It was unimaginable how tough his body was, and how terrifying the Magic Power within him was!

Boom…

The moment the Dark Giant Dragon was completely devoured, Hu Feng’s body shook, and a violent fluctuation came from the Alternate Dimension within him. In an instant, with a loud noise as if the world was being created, the whole world changed. Gentle breeze, white clouds, high mountains, rivers… The originally lifeless and chaotic space became full of vitality. The spiritual Dark Giant Dragon was completely restored into vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth, merging with the entire space. There was no black crystal, no Crystal Vein, only a faint layer of black left on the ground.

One grain of sand, one world.

This was the true Alternate Dimension, a world completely under his own control!

Hu Feng closed his eyes tightly, hanging quietly high in the sky like this, his massive Dark Wings motionless behind him, quietly feeling the changes within his body.

At this moment, he finally understood that cultivating to Divine Domain Peak and becoming a Plane Master was not a legend. The Alternate Dimension within his body was not very big yet, but given time, it would not be impossible to become a Semi-plane, or even a Plane!

“Originally it was chaos, everything starts from zero. Hmm, from now on, this world will be called the Prime Realm!”

Hu Feng’s spiritual thought swept through every corner of the Alternate Dimension like a cold wind.

After inheriting the Soul Imprint of Lich King Ovisis, he became a high and mighty City Lord with immense power , but the huge castle did not give him the feeling of a home. What existed was only huge pressure, the pressure to cultivate desperately to avoid being swallowed or destroyed by other forces. The vast Prime Realm was different; in this world completely under his control, it was relaxed, free, quiet, and safe, with traces of a familiar feeling coming from everywhere.

Where the heart is at peace, there is home!

Hu Feng’s spiritual thought swept through the vast world once more before he reluctantly withdrew.

The energy of the black Crystal Vein was almost entirely absorbed by the Prime Realm within his body, but just by absorbing some residue, his body underwent earth-shaking changes. The originally dim Magic Crystal became pitch black, surging with large amounts of Magic Power at the slightest movement; his muscles, bones, and flesh were dyed with a faint layer of black, having absorbed unknown amounts of energy. Even without mobilizing the Magic Crystal and Soul Crystal within him, casting common Magic was effortless, and his aura was endless. The Magic Power within him seemed inexhaustible; the legendary ocean of Magic Power was within reach, only one step away.

Peak of Tier 9 Magician!

After devouring a massive amount of energy, he finally broke through to the Peak of Tier 9 Magician in one fell swoop. Another breakthrough, and he could become a powerful Great Magician!

Below the Saint Domain, who could compete with him!

Feeling the vast Magic Power within him, Hu Feng was in high spirits and slowly opened his eyes; looking at the gloomy Grand Puppeteer not far away, he smiled coldly. Before his strength increased greatly, he was still very wary of this unfathomable old fellow, but now, even if the opponent’s soul attack was powerful, he was fearless.

Rumble…

Just as Hu Feng was about to make a move, Saintess Peak shook violently again. The earth shook and the mountains moved, and huge cracks appeared all over the peak. Black Gargoyles swarmed out like a tide, too many to count, killing anyone they saw. Immediately after, a muffled sound came from deep underground, and a gust of cold wind blew against their faces. It was extremely cold, seeping directly into the depths of the soul. Creatures within a few hundred meters of the underground entrance instantly stopped breathing and remained motionless. Whether it was the arrogant old monster or the powerful Angel, they all instantly turned into lifeless stone statues, motionless with their actions from when they were alive.

“The Dark Heavenly Book is about to appear, be careful!”

The expression of Hei Mu Sword Saint changed. He waved his hand to summon the powerful Withered Wood General and deployed the Withered Wood Cage, heavily protecting Hu Feng and Tree Demon Stanley beside him. Before his voice fell, an even more terrifying cold wind emerged from deep underground. Wherever it passed, even the snowflakes in the air stopped moving. In an instant, tens of thousands of people turned into stone statues, the terrified expressions on their faces lifelike.

The dense branches and leaves on the Withered Wood General froze and died layer by layer. The icy cold air only stopped after penetrating ninety-seven layers of withered leaves. The Puppet Ancestor, sensing something wrong, instantly fled. Even the powerful four Titans could not be taken back in time and perished in the icy cold air, without even time to scream.

The cold air was overwhelming!

The cold air coming from deep underground was even more powerful than a Saint Domain Magician’s Great Freeze Technique, causing heavy casualties in an instant.

Before the terrified people could recover, the peak shook violently again. With a ‘whoosh’, an ancient Altar shot out, carrying a vast Death Aura and boundless Dark Mist. In the center of the Altar, a White-robed Woman sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, sacred and majestic like an ancient goddess, holding a constantly beating ancient book in her hand. Every time it beat, a wave of terrifying cold air was stirred up. The emitted Death Aura made every Dark Creature crazy; inhaling just a wisp caused their power to soar.

Dark Heavenly Book!

Legend had it that the Dark Heavenly Book, suppressed under Saintess Peak by ancient experts of the Divine Court, finally appeared before people!

“Gaga ga, Dark Heavenly Book, this is mine, mine!”

Sensing the vast energy within the Dark Heavenly Book, a Necromancer who had cultivated to Saint Domain Peak rushed out first, attempting to strike first. After waiting patiently in the dark for so long, he was waiting for this moment. As long as he seized the Dark Heavenly Book, breaking through to the Divine Domain Realm would be just around the corner!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Seeing someone make a move to snatch it, several old monsters who had been waiting for a long time could not hold back and rushed out, their speeds fast as lightning. Every single one of them had actually cultivated to the Saint Domain! No undead could resist the fatal attraction of the Dark Heavenly Book; knowing the danger, they all gritted their teeth and went all out.

“God says, all sin originates from the greed in the heart. Every undead, evil soul must be redeemed in the raging fire!”

Just as the fastest Necromancer was about to step onto the Altar, the White-robed Woman sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly opened her eyes, her tone icy. Before her voice fell, a ball of black flame suddenly surged out of the Necromancer’s body, burning furiously, turning into a pile of ashes that scattered in the wind, even his Soul was completely annihilated.

“God says, Holy Light is the gospel for believers and the nightmare for heretics. No matter how evil the heretic, they must return to nothingness under the illumination of Holy Light!”

The icy voice sounded again. A Horror Knight Commander following close behind had his hands and feet turn into phantoms first, then his chest and head… Under the gaze of everyone, he quickly dissipated in the cold wind, leaving no trace. Only the shrill scream before death echoed in people’s ears.

Great Prophecy Technique!

The White-robed Woman sitting cross-legged on the Altar was like a goddess descending, holy and majestic. Every sentence she spoke meant an old monster dying on the spot. The power of the Great Prophecy Technique was many times stronger than the previous Saintess phantom. A trace of the aura of fate filled the air. Everyone’s fate seemed to be in her hands; even a Saint Domain expert seemed like nothing more than an ant in her eyes!