Chapter 77: Ancient Curse

The Tree Demon Stanley had followed Hu Feng for the longest time and they cooperated tacitly; before Hu Feng’s voice had even faded, he took the lead in attacking. Suddenly, thousands of tough tree roots appeared in the Void, tightly winding around the Ghost Dragon’s body. Thick wood-attribute Magic Power fluctuations rippled in the air, and abruptly, thick towering trees appeared, covering the sky and sun, enveloping the Ghost Dragon that was bound by the tree roots.

Tree Demon Kingdom!

The experienced Tree Demon used his best ultimate technique as soon as he made a move, and the thick wood-attribute Magic Power forcibly repelled the surrounding Death Aura. Within a radius of a thousand meters, it seemed like a primeval forest. The wood-attribute Magic Power became more and more majestic, and the thick towering trees transformed into Tree Demons holding long bows, and even five-meter-high deadwood guardians, quickly surrounding the Ghost Dragon.

“A Fourteenth Step Tree Demon?”

The massive Ghost Dragon exclaimed in surprise, then licked its lips and laughed quack-quack-quack, “Quack quack quack, what a powerful Tree Demon, you are dead. Your flesh, blood, and Soul will all become my power; everything you have is mine!”

Hiss…

The Ghost Dragon shook its body, and wisps of extremely Yin and poisonous black mist emerged from its body. The corrosiveness was astonishing, and the tree roots wrapped around its body were instantly corroded into a wisp of black smoke. Its huge wings flapped hard, and with a ‘whoosh’, it viciously crashed into the Tree Demon Kingdom that covered the sky and sun. Its sharp giant claws forcibly tore open a gap, and it pounced on everyone with soaring Killing Intent. The Death Warrior Udely, holding a giant axe, pounced forward, but before he could even attack, he was sent flying by its giant claws.

Possessing immense strength!

The Fourteenth Step Ghost Dragon was best at corrosion, curses, and stealth, and its body had always been at a disadvantage among the Dragon Clan, with its strength far inferior to Black Dragons and Gold Dragons of the same level. But for some reason, this Ghost Dragon before them possessed extraordinarily great strength, pressing down on everyone like a great mountain. The Djinn Queen Cindy quickly summoned a group of Vampire puppets, but in just one encounter, they were all crushed by its giant claws.

“Quack quack quack, Blackwater City hasn’t had such good prey for a long time; you are all mine!”

The massive Bone Dragon was extremely fast, viciously swiping a claw at Hu Feng. Its five claws were like hooks, bringing up a fierce gust of wind. In an instant, sand and stones flew, the long robe on Hu Feng’s body flapped loudly, and the Ghost King Cloak on his head was almost blown away. The Vampire Warrior behind him exclaimed in shock, transformed into Vampire bats, and was blown hundreds of meters away before barely managing to stabilize its figure.

“Not bad strength, but pity, you met a Divine Domain Lich King, you are dead.” Facing the Ghost Dragon’s full-strength attack, Hu Feng, who bore the brunt, not only did not retreat, but instead took a cold step forward, “Lowly Undead, let your strength be even greater. Your sinews and bones are destined to become my scepter, your Soul is destined to become my power!”

Facing weaklings like Lasalle and other rich second-generations, no matter how deep their backgrounds were, Hu Feng would crush and kill them without hesitation. Facing a strong enemy like the Ghost Dragon, he always used the technique of pretending to be a tiger to eat a pig, wearing the wolf skin of the Lich King Ovisis to seize the initiative with his voice. Sure enough, hearing him say this, the murderous Ghost Dragon could not help but pause.

Divine Domain Lich King?

The Ghost Dragon’s heart tightened. The fierce might of the Lich King Ovisis in the Cursed Valley was not only spread throughout the Wasteland near the Cursed Valley, but his fierce name was also far-reaching in the Underground World. Thousands of years ago, it had seen him kill several Ghost Dragons near Blackwater City. Hearing Hu Feng say this, and sensing carefully, it really sensed a faintly familiar aura on him.

Thousands of years ago, he was already so powerful after cultivating to the Saint Domain Peak; now that he had broken through to the Divine Domain Realm, how terrible would that be?

The Ghost Dragon, which had just been so arrogant, grew more and more frightened the more it thought about it, and instantly hesitated.

Now!

Hu Feng seized the initiative with his voice; what he was waiting for was this moment, and he decisively made his move.

His figure swayed, bringing up two identical phantoms. One held the Seal Demon Record and cast the Great Seal Technique; the other opened his Dark Wings and floated into the mid-air. The icy Dark Magic Pen danced like a dragon and phoenix, writing a huge Rune, and a massive Demon God Phantom appeared behind him, with four faces and eight arms, accompanied by overwhelming might.

Grand Illusion Technique!

Hu Feng surged the Magic Crystal and Soul Crystal within his body, attacking with full force as soon as he made a move, as fast as thunder that could not cover one’s ears.

“Demon God Clone?”

Looking at the massive Demon God Phantom in mid-air, the Ghost Dragon cried out in alarm, believing Hu Feng’s words even more, and a retreat intent arose spontaneously. No matter how powerful its strength was, it dared not face the sharp edge of a Divine Domain Stronger! Advancing to retreat, its sharp giant claws swiped down at Hu Feng holding the Seal Demon Record. At the same time, its thick and powerful tail lashed viciously at Hu Feng’s Demon God Clone.

As a Black Dragon that had fought everywhere in its life, the Ghost Dragon was experienced and understood that Hu Feng’s attack was no small matter, so he had to interrupt his terrifying spell. Even if it wanted to withdraw, it absolutely could not just turn around and flee like this!

Boom…

The Ghost Dragon’s strength reached an incredible level. With one successful hit, it not only interrupted Hu Feng’s attack but also directly shattered his figure. However, just as the figure was about to dissipate like smoke, Hu Feng suddenly gave a strange, evil smile. The Ghost Dragon, who had landed the hit, felt a bad feeling, instinctively turned, and ran, attempting to rush into the thick Dark Mist. Its reaction was extremely fast, but unfortunately, it was already too late.

Hu Feng’s True Body suddenly appeared directly on the Ghost Dragon. The sharp Dark Magic Pen glowed with red light, carrying wisps of scorching Angel Flame and deeply piercing into the Ghost Dragon’s skull. In an instant, the latter’s essence blood and energy surged out like a tide, and its massive body rapidly withered. Under the attack of the Angel Flame, its mind felt waves of severe pain, almost causing its Soul to Scatter and Spirit to Dissipate.

Both were Avatars?

The Ghost Dragon’s heart shook, realizing it had fallen for Hu Feng’s trick. It twisted its body desperately, trying to shake Hu Feng off its body. Unfortunately, everything was in vain. With the rapid loss of blood, a strong sense of weakness began to appear in its body. In its panic, it rushed desperately towards the towering castle not far away.

“Little Demon!”

Hu Feng shouted violently, drew the Dark Magic Pen and slashed. A earth wall hundreds of meters high rose from the ground, quickly blocking the Ghost Dragon’s path. The cooperating Tree Demon then made its move, and dense tree roots appeared in the air, tightly binding the severely injured Ghost Dragon. At the same time, a massive Demon God Phantom appeared behind Hu Feng, opened its mouth wide, and sucked forcefully, swallowing the Ghost Dragon, which had no way to escape, alive.

Roar…

The Ghost Dragon, knowing the situation was bad, struggled madly. Helplessly, if one root binding it broke, more than ten immediately appeared, dense and numerous. After struggling in vain for a moment, it was forcibly swallowed by the massive Demon God Phantom. In an instant, an unparalleled power rushed into Hu Feng’s body—savage, violent, scorching, and surging. Wherever it passed, his tough meridians were torn inch by inch, and traces of blood appeared on his skin.

“Hmm, Barbaric Divine Power, could this be the so-called ancient curse?”

Hu Feng closed his eyes and refined the violent power that had surged into his body on the spot.

According to the Ghost Dragon’s memory, this violent power called Barbaric Divine Power was extremely fierce. Refining just a wisp made his whole body’s bones feel as if they were being hammered, tempered a hundred times. His whole body felt hot and restless, filled with an uncontrollable desire and impulse for great power, wishing he could swallow the Tree Demon and the Djinn Cindy beside him in one bite.