Chapter 953: Hong Alliance Group

The immortal Tabei clan warrior with emerald armor observed Luo Feng with his six eyes and then sneered, “A Monarch killing a peak Sovereign? Do you humans really think you can achieve that?”

“Do you question whether Daohe is a Sovereign?” Luo Feng retorted. “Then why do the demon race, the insect race, and the mechanical race readily believe it, even publicly offering bounties for Daohe? Do you think they are so easily persuaded, willing to part with treasures as rewards?”

“Who knows? Perhaps your human deception techniques are just too advanced. Indeed, you are a peak race; what can’t you achieve?” The leading Tabei immortal stared at Luo Feng. “Actually, there’s no need for many words. If you really reveal your Sovereign aura, we will truly believe you, and we will even apologize and express our admiration.”

The three Tabei immortals stared at Luo Feng, seemingly waiting for him to display his Sovereign aura.

“Qianyu, I’m heading back first,” Luo Feng turned to the nearby Anwu clan member Qianyu.

“Alright, I suppose other strong individuals will find this place soon enough,” Qianyu nodded.

“Human.”

“Human.” Two of the three Tabei immortals immediately called out.

“Three of you,” Luo Feng glanced at them with a mocking smile. “You’re truly foolish. I never denied nor confirmed that I am Daohe. Besides, who cares whether you believe me or not?”

Whoosh!

Luo Feng’s figure flickered and instantly vanished via teleportation.

“You—” The three Tabei immortals wanted to angrily curse, but Luo Feng had already left.

“Hmph.” Qianyu of the Anwu clan also snorted, glancing at the three Tabei immortals before vanishing as well.

“This Qianyu King dares to act so arrogantly toward us,” the three Tabei immortals gritted their teeth. The one in emerald armor turned to the other two and said, “That Daohe King is indeed cautious. He neither denies nor confirms, and seems to disdain revealing his Sovereign aura. Our attempt to confirm his identity has failed.”

“Report back to our superiors.”

The three Tabei immortals also tore through the void and departed.

At the treasure site, atop the mountain where the teleportation passage was situated, Luo Feng had just materialized through the teleportation, instantly catching the attention of several alien powerhouses who were engaged in conversation midair in the distance.

“It’s the human.”

“Look, it’s Daohe King.”

“Is he really Daohe King?”

At once, several powerful alien beings flew over, some shouting, “Daohe King, wait!” while others cried out, “Human!”

But Luo Feng simply stepped directly into the teleportation channel and vanished, leaving many alien powerhouses helplessly shaking their heads.

Back at Purple Thorn Island, Luo Feng swiftly returned to his estate through teleportation and shut the door to all visitors.

“I didn’t expect to be suspected so soon,” Luo Feng arrived at the second floor of a pavilion in his mansion. There was a meditation cushion on the floor, and the surroundings were empty, allowing a direct view of the garden, ponds, pavilions, and terraces below.

Luo Feng sat cross-legged, gazing downward.

“Being suspected wasn’t unexpected. The probability of two secret supreme geniuses emerging in the same era, both cultivating the Path of the Beast God, is indeed very low. Even I wouldn’t believe it, let alone other races,” Luo Feng murmured softly, then flipped his hand, revealing the auxiliary brain.

This was the signal receiver for the virtual world “Glory World.”

“Let me see how this Glory World differs from our human virtual universe,” Luo Feng thought.

His consciousness connected rapidly to the virtual world “Glory World” through this signal receiver.

At the edge of an open-air plaza in Glory World, a figure appeared out of nowhere, holding a black book in his hands.

“Hmm?” Luo Feng looked at the black book in his hands and smiled inwardly. “Interesting. The virtual universe relies on ‘virtual assistants’ to perform various functions, while this Glory World uses just a single book.”

Luo Feng opened the black book.

The first page only had the word ‘Name,’ followed by blank space. The text was written in the common human language.

“Please enter your name in Glory World,” a voice echoed in Luo Feng’s mind as he opened the first page.

“Name?” Luo Feng hesitated briefly before responding mentally, “Daohe.”

Since countless powerful figures believed he was the Daohe King, he might as well adopt this name. Whether it was true or false, what difference did it make?

Luo Feng flipped to the second page.

The second page displayed a map of Glory World, and a voice echoed in Luo Feng’s mind: “Glory World is divided into two spaces. One is the Glory Open-air Plaza, and the other is the Battle World. As long as you are within the range of the Ancestral God Secret Realm, you can connect to Glory World.”

“Wow, so small?” Luo Feng muttered.

“And the functions are really limited,” Luo Feng thought.

It couldn’t compare at all.

If the virtual universe was a skyscraper, then Glory World was just a small hut.

Its coverage was limited to the Mystic Realm Ancestral God, and Glory World itself had only two locations—the open-air plaza and the battle world.

There were no accommodations, shopping, or many other features. In contrast, the human virtual universe was much more prosperous, containing countless dimensional spaces with incredibly diverse functions. There was almost nothing the virtual universe didn’t offer.

“Glory World Rankings.”

“Honor Points.”

“Exchange Honor Points for inheritance attempts.”

Luo Feng briefly browsed and understood. To gain additional inheritance opportunities, one had to come to this Glory World.

The Glory World Rankings were divided into seven lists.

They were respectively named ‘First Tier Ranking,’ ‘Second Tier Ranking,’ …, up to ‘Seventh Tier Ranking.’ Inheritors of different levels were categorized into different rankings based on their battle win and loss records. Luo Feng was currently at the bottom of the ‘Third Tier Ranking.’

0 wins, 0 losses!

Of course, there were inheritors worse than Luo Feng, such as those with 0 wins and 1 loss, 0 wins and 2 losses, and so on.

“The functions are indeed simple,” Luo Feng thought. “The Ancestor God Sect created such a simple virtual world, just to give us a gathering place.”

“Open-air plaza?” Luo Feng glanced over.

This plaza was essentially an open-air bar, with all sorts of exquisite wines, delicacies, and foods appearing in the center of the plaza, freely available to inheritors. The entire plaza was densely packed with chairs arranged in clusters. At a glance, Luo Feng could see roughly tens of millions of inheritors.

“Look, it’s Daohe King.”

“It’s Daohe King.”

Immediately, the inheritors noticed Luo Feng, but no one approached him for now.

Luo Feng glanced around and noticed that these inheritors were clearly grouped together, hundreds or even thousands gathered in clusters. Each group was clearly defined. Between different groups… Luo Feng could already sense the hostility.

“Where there are strong individuals, there will inevitably be conflict. Especially when countless powerful beings and geniuses from across the universe are gathered together,” Luo Feng contemplated.

“Daohe King.”

“Daohe King.”

A figure swiftly darted over, calling out through transmission.

Luo Feng looked over and saw that the person was actually human, and he smiled, “King Chaman.”

King Chaman was an extremely low-key figure among the human race. Although his strength couldn’t match that of an Invincible Sovereign or an ordinary Universe Master, he was very close to that level. At that time, King Chaman’s talent was dazzling, and he rose rapidly, earning the attention and special cultivation from the human race. However, King Chaman was stuck at the final step and couldn’t break through to become a Universe Master. This stagnation lasted for countless eons, causing him to lose his former arrogance and become far more low-key.

Many supreme geniuses shared such a fate.

How many could become Cosmic Reverends?

Just like the Seven-Sword King, who could claim with certainty that he would become a universe venerable?

“Come, come, our Hong Alliance is over there. These are other alliance groups,” King Chaman quickly led Luo Feng while transmitting messages. “The race has given me orders that when your identity is suspected, I should directly address you as Daohe King. It won’t affect you, right?”

“If you don’t call you Daohe King, the aliens might suspect.”

“If you do call, they will still suspect.”

“Truth and falsehood, it doesn’t matter,” Luo Feng smiled.

King Chaman nodded and spoke, “The inheritors are mainly divided into various groups according to the major powers and alliances in the universe. Naturally, members of hostile forces won’t be in the same group. Our Hong Alliance is gathered together.”

“It seems there are quite a few factions,” Luo Feng observed as he scanned the surroundings, noticing the distinct groupings on the plaza. Hundreds or even thousands of powerhouses were gathered in clusters… Occasionally, there were groups of over ten thousand powerhouses, likely representing the most formidable forces in the universe.

“What group is that? So many powerhouses,” Luo Feng looked toward the far end, where at least hundreds of thousands of powerhouses had gathered.

“That’s the Xuejiang Alliance,” King Chaman replied. “Although not as strong as our Hong Alliance, the Xuejiang Alliance has the most races among all the alliances in the universe. They have numerous Immortal Deities and King-level existences, though most originate from weaker or common races, with only a few powerful ones. But they make up for it in sheer numbers. As you know… the Ancestral God Cult distributes inheritance tokens across the universe indiscriminately, regardless of a race’s strength.”

Shortly after.

They arrived at a corner of the plaza.

“That’s our territory,” King Chaman said with a smile. Luo Feng looked ahead and saw roughly over a thousand powerful beings. Judging by their appearances and features, they indeed belonged to many common races within the Hong Alliance.

“Only over a thousand?” Luo Feng sighed inwardly.

“We’re the elite,” King Chaman joked with a smile.

“Yes, we’re the elite, not competing with them in numbers,” Luo Feng laughed and walked with King Chaman toward the group of Hong Alliance inheritors ahead.

Within the demon clan’s territory.

In the silent starry sky, clusters of flame the size of stars scattered everywhere, covering this expanse of space. At its center stood the majestic Tianlang Hall.

A colossal two-headed serpent shadow coiled before the Hall of Heavenly Wolf, its voice reverberating across the space-time continuum: “Heavenly Wolf Sovereign, we have received intelligence from our demonic inheritors within the Ancestral God Sect. At the treasure site within the Ancestral God’s Secret Realm, there is a human suspected to be King Daohe. The likelihood of this human being Daohe is extremely high.”

The Tianlang Sovereign… was the highest-ranking official of the demon race specifically assigned to oversee the crucial task of placing a bounty on the Daohe King.