Chapter 78: Barbaric Throne

Power!

Violent power !

The surging Barbaric Divine Power made Hu Feng’s whole body grow a size larger again. The hard muscles and bones tore apart again and again, and then repaired again and again, tempered a hundred times. Every muscle, and even every strand of hair contained explosive power; just stretching his limbs caused the muscles and bones inside to erupt with a thunderous booming sound.

No profound Magic Power, no vast soul energy, only powerful strength!

After devouring the powerful Ghost Dragon, Hu Feng’s Magic Power and soul power did not change much, but his strength soared by almost three times.

A Fourteenth Step Ghost Dragon, ah! The Magic Power and soul energy within its body had almost all converted into strength, surging and torrential. The tyrannical and violent power made Hu Feng involuntarily let out a long roar. He spread his Dark Wings and floated into mid-air with a ‘whoosh’. He opened his mouth wide and, like a Demon God, directly devoured the omnipresent Magic Power in the air, quickly forming a pitch-black energy vortex above the castle.

In an instant, his Divine Sense clearly touched the boundless ocean of Magic Power. Vast Magic Power penetrated his body, seeping into every strand of his veins. The Magic Crystal inherited from Lich King Ovisis was like an extremely withered sponge, thirstily absorbing the immense Magic Power. The Magic Power fluctuations within his body and the energy fluctuations of the world echoed each other, merging into one. In the Void, wisps of ancient aura drifted over, and the eight Demon God Phantoms inside his body became clearer and clearer. The massive Dark Wings expanded again, extending from twenty-five meters to forty meters; every pitch-black feather emitted waves of profound Magic Power fluctuations.

Great Magician!

After devouring the immense power, Hu Feng finally broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop.

From the Peak of Tier 9 Magician to Great Magician, this could be said to be the most difficult bottleneck on the cultivation path of low and mid-rank Magicians; only one in ten thousand successfully broke through. If one failed to break through, they could only forever linger in the ranks of Low-rank Magicians; once successfully broken through, whether the body or the Magic Power within would undergo a true metamorphosis, and lifespan would extend from one or two hundred years to over a thousand years.

Barbaric, violent, slaughter…

Hu Feng spread his massive Dark Wings and quietly sensed the changes within his body.

The memories left by the Ghost Dragon seemed to contain only slaughter, intense, never-satisfied slaughter. Either grow in slaughter, or die in slaughter! Having devoured his Barbaric Divine Power, Hu Feng himself could not help but feel agitated, possessing an impulse to kill everyone and devour their strength. At the critical moment, the unnamed dark green ring inside his body suddenly transmitted a trace of icy sensation, which allowed him to slowly calm down.

Icy, simple, entirely green, resembling a green crystal…

Hu Feng took out the unnamed ring from his body and examined it carefully. After a long while, he gently put it on his finger.

According to Bald Wolf’s memory, this was a treasure rewarded to him by Young Master Lasalle, but as for what use it had, let alone Bald Wolf, even the profligate Lasalle did not know. Previously, after studying it for half a day and finding nothing profound, Hu Feng thought this was just a common item without much use; he did not expect it to have other wonderful uses at a critical moment. It seemed that a treasure that even the Great Devour Technique could not devour indeed had its unique aspects.

“What a Ghost Dragon!”

After thoroughly refining the Ghost Dragon’s power, Hu Feng was still unsatisfied. He rested on the spot for a moment, then led everyone to continue forward, getting closer and closer to the massive castle.

Along the way, they occasionally encountered Skeletons or Zombies and other Undead Warriors, all immensely powerful and exceptionally ferocious, but they encountered no high-rank creatures like the Ghost Dragon again. Ordinary Undead Creatures, no matter how strong, could not stop the group’s footsteps; either they were slain by the Tree Demon and others, or devoured on the spot by Hu Feng. Soon, the group arrived at the tall city gate.

Having endured long years, this castle, rumored to be cursed by the Ancient Demon God, was already dilapidated. Parts of the city walls had weathered, and the heavy wooden doors were even more rotten and broken. A light push caused the entire gate to fall to the ground, raising dust that filled the sky. Walking in and looking, the ground was covered in dust. Buildings for summoning Underground World creatures such as the Evil Eye Pillar, Witch Pavilion, Minotaur Temple, and Dragon Cave were all present, but there was not a single sign of life, abandoned for who knows how many years.

“These buildings haven’t suffered any real damage; they’ve just run out of energy. As long as there are enough Crystals and various resources, restoration shouldn’t be too difficult,” said Djinn Queen Cindy as she walked, carefully examining the buildings inside the castle, growing more and more puzzled. “Strange, this castle seems to have been abandoned overnight. What exactly happened back then?”

The tall Tree Demon walked at the very front. Looking at the dilapidated buildings inside the city, he shook his head and said, “Who knows? Perhaps the resources around the castle were exhausted, and everyone evacuated together. Perhaps a legendary Demon God Ghost suddenly charged into the city and killed everyone, now still lurking in the depths of the castle. I’m the most pitiful; why is it always me walking at the very front?”

“Because, you are an undying Little Demon! Your root-like tentacles are so long, they are most convenient for scouting the path, and if they get cut off, they can quickly grow back.”

Hu Feng smiled and summoned a group of Skeletons to scatter and explore the surroundings. Unfortunately, they still found nothing.

The entire massive castle seemed like a forgotten empty city, with no treasures and no monsters, empty and devoid of everything. But precisely because of this, it was even more abnormal, making everyone doubly vigilant. Hu Feng remained calm on the surface to avoid making everyone too nervous, but secretly he was ready to strike at any moment.

A castle this massive, if it really were a danger-free empty city, would have long ago been occupied by the Underground World creatures; it couldn’t possibly still be listed as a Forbidden Land in the Underground World. If it were just an empty city, it would be impossible for so many strange Undead Creatures to still be wandering outside the castle.

No danger is the greatest danger!

Hu Feng could not sense any danger, but precisely because of this, his heart grew even tenser. Since plundering the Witch Elder’s power and comprehending the Great Mystery Technique, he had never encountered a situation like this. The only explanation was that the depths of the castle were even more perilous than he had anticipated!

After turning a street, a massive plaza appeared before everyone.

Unlike other places, the plaza was spotless, as if someone swept it every day. Above the plaza rippled wisps of obscure energy fluctuations. Looking from a distance, a tall building stood in the center of the plaza, carved full of patterns of war and slaughter and mysterious Runes. Bloody, violent, barbaric, and ancient, it resembled a watchtower and also an Altar.

Even more shocking, sitting on top was a Skeleton nearly ten meters tall. Its eyes were tightly closed, it had two horns on its head, and before it lay a massive dark red giant axe. It wore a hideous armor covered in barbs. Even across a great distance, a tyrannical invisible pressure assailed them.

A Fifteenth Step Skeleton King?

Hu Feng’s heart shook; he signaled everyone to stop immediately, his expression grave. Unbeknownst to him, the Death Warrior Udely, who had no emotional fluctuations, suddenly widened his eyes, filled with excitement.

“Barbaric Throne, Minotaur War God, Dragon Slaying Platform…”

Recalling the legends passed down by his tribe for generations, the Minotaur Udely muttered to himself and knelt down with a ‘thud’. Looking at the burly Skeleton on the Altar, he finally understood that the tribe’s legends were indeed true. His Minotaur tribe was once the master of this massive castle!