Chapter 679

However, the stronger one was, the harder it was for them to leave the secret realm.

The more they were weakened outside, the less they would be weakened. On the contrary, the weaker ones would be weakened less.

Normally, Moros wouldn't leave the secret realm. Even with Bibidon's power and status, she could only order around the Ghost Douluo, who was loyal to her.

The other Moros respected Bibidon very much, but it was very difficult to get them to leave.

It was too easy for them to die outside.

Furthermore, the Moros' mission was to protect the Rakshasa Temple and find a successor for the Rakshasa True God. Unless Bibidon became the Rakshasa True God, she wouldn't have the right to order them around.

"My clan is very relieved that Her Majesty Bibidon has received such help."

The Netherworld Douluo was very happy after hearing about Wang Feng's situation, but also a little regretful. "It's a pity. If Popetiff was Moro Qikao, he could join the Moros and inherit my position. What a pity."

The Netherworld Douluo was actually over a hundred years old. He was much older than Wang Feng had imagined.

However, Wang Fengxin was secretly shocked to see that the Moros had such a powerful Titled Douluo.

If Bibidon really became a god, these Moros would definitely listen to Bibidon's orders.

When that happened, it would be very troublesome.

After staying in the Moros for about two days, Wang Feng had completely recovered.

The energy in this place leaned towards evil. If it were other soul masters, it would be very difficult for them to cultivate and recover.

The Moros weren't restricted.

Wang Feng was special, so he wasn't restricted.

Therefore, he could naturally recover.

Over the past few days, Wang Feng had a rough understanding of the Moros' overall strength.

It had to be said that they were extraordinarily strong.

There were three Titled Douluo. Besides Netherworld, Ghost, and You Ye.

Fortunately, there weren't any Rank 44 Exceptional Douluo.

There were less than a thousand people, but there were at least two to three hundred soul masters who could truly fight.

In terms of numbers, they couldn't compare to the Three Upper Sects, but they weren't lacking in Titled Douluo.

After Wang Feng rested, the Ghost Douluo brought him and Bibidon to the eighteenth floor.

This was the highest floor of the Rakshasa Temple.

It stored the divine weapon Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

Before he even entered, Wang Feng could already feel an extremely powerful evil energy.

The entire eighteenth floor was like an open-air plaza. In the center, there was a strange building. It was like layers of cake, slowly shrinking upward.

This building had a total of ten floors.

On the tenth floor, an incomparably large pitch-black sickle was floating quietly on a transparent light screen.

It was emitting energy fluctuations that were so condensed that they seemed to have materialized.

"This is the eighteenth floor."

The Ghost Douluo's gaze was extremely grave as he pointed at the cake-like structure. "That's called the Rakshasa Divine Throne. There are a total of ten levels. Every level up, the evil aura emitted by the Demon Scythe will become stronger. If someone who isn't a True God enters, even a Titled Douluo won't be able to survive for more than ten seconds."

It was probably because this was the first time Wang Feng had seen such a power that was so close to that of a god. Out of curiosity, he kept probing.

Looking at the incomparably large pitch-black scythe, Wang Feng could feel waves of extremely terrifying power even from such a distance.

"This is a divine weapon?"

Wang Fengxin's heart trembled. "… The aura is very strong, but compared to the martial soul Pangu Axe … it seems to be quite weak …"

As he had used the Pangu Axe before, Wang Feng could feel what kind of power it contained.

"However, it's just a feeling. I haven't actually used it before. I wonder what kind of weapon this god uses?"

Wang Fengxin thought to himself.

The Rakshasa Divine Throne was not tall, only less than twenty meters. If it was outside, a Titled Douluo could easily jump onto such a platform.

However, in this place, just the area outside the Divine Throne already had an enormous amount of pressure.

Bibidon glanced at Wang Feng, as if asking him.

Wang Feng nodded.

The Ghost Douluo stood outside, not daring to take a step forward.

"Let's begin."

Bibidon's eyes glowed as he stepped into the eighteenth floor with Wang Feng.

The moment Wang Feng stepped in, he felt a wave of evil and violent energy that was difficult to absorb, as well as desires that seeped into his spirit like a sponge absorbing water!

Wang Feng's spirit shook slightly, and he took a deep breath.

He looked at Bibidon beside him, and saw that Bibidon's aura was still relatively stable. Waves of evil aura were drawn out from her body, which was covered by the Demon Scythe. However, her spirit was also very strong, and her will was very tenacious.

There were no changes.

Wang Feng unleashed the power of his blood patterns, and directly used his Original Sins Domain to cover Bibidon completely.

At the same time, he absorbed the evil aura from Bibidon's body.

Bibidon nodded slightly. It was indeed a lot easier.

She needed to conserve her spirit and strength. When she held the Rakshasa Demon Scythe later, she would definitely expend more energy.

With Wang Wu helping her absorb part of the evil aura, it could be said that it was a great help to her.

At the same time, under the Original Sins Domain, many of the evil and violent energies were weakened, and the impact on the two of them was also reduced.

The Original Sins Domain was the origin domain formed by the seven blood patterns. Once it was unleashed, it naturally had an extremely strong moderating and absorbing effect on all kinds of evil energy in the outside world.

The two of them were less than a meter apart, and they slowly walked towards the divine throne in front of them.

Everything was going very smoothly.

The Ghost Douluo's expression was a little more relaxed.

With Popetiff's help, it could be said that the possibility of Her Majesty Bibidon passing the test had increased by another layer.

However, Wang Fengxin was silently calculating in his heart.

This was clearly an excellent opportunity.

Wang Feng was silent as he walked towards the divine throne with Bibidon.

Not long after, they reached the divine throne's position.

When they reached here, Wang Feng felt that his spirit was fluctuating a little.

The closer they got to the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, the stronger the impact of the evil aura became. It was like a demon that was constantly drawing out the evil in the depths of one's heart, causing it to devour one's spirit.

Wang Feng glanced at Bibidon beside him again, and discovered that Bibidon hadn't changed much. He couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

This meant that Bibidon hadn't expended too much of her spirit.

Although he had helped her, Bibidon's spiritual power was probably extremely vast.

Her expression was still very calm.

The two of them didn't speak as they began to ascend the Rakshasa Divine Throne.

On the steps of this divine throne, there were all kinds of ghost servant images engraved. They were probably the same as the Rakshasa statues on the first level. They were all vassals of the Rakshasa God.

When they reached the first level.

Bibidon and Wang Feng were both shocked.

Bibidon's expression changed slightly.

Wang Feng was still alright. This divine throne emitted an extremely evil aura that could instantly stir the hearts of soul masters.

Compared to the previous areas, it was several times stronger.

Because Wang Feng had helped Bibidon bear a portion of it, he could feel it even more clearly.

(End of Chapter)