The werewolf Krov was still participating in qualifying battles while undertaking a Desperate Mission? Elites from the four regions, including the Primordial Region and the Taichu Region, secretly sighed that this werewolf Krov really had a death wish to dare such a dangerous act. Desperate Missions are taboo for members of Yuxiang Hill at the Cosmic level.
Desperate Missions mean nine out of ten will perish. Who dares to divert most of their consciousness into the virtual universe network while in such a desperate situation?
“Your Highness!”
“Your Highness!”
A group of guards led by the Monarch-level Odo and other servants respectfully bowed to Luo Feng within the manor. Luo Feng walked out of the living room, looking at this group of servants and guards before him with a sense of emotion. Since he was moving to the Primordial Region, he had to part ways with these subordinates and thus said, “Odo, we’ve been together for nearly two centuries. Today’s farewell does not mean you are no longer my friends, even if you won’t be my guards anymore.”
“Your Highness,” the group led by Monarch Odo felt moved upon hearing these words.
The status and authority of members of the Primordial Secret Domain were extremely high, far surpassing those like Odo. Yet Luo Feng could still say these words, and even if they were just formalities, they warmed their hearts.
“You all seem reluctant to part with me, ha! Perhaps one day I’ll be expelled from the Primordial Secret Domain again,” Luo Feng joked. “Then I might need you to be my guards again.”
“How could you say that, Your Highness? Once someone enters the Primordial Secret Domain, they won’t be expelled,” Odo quickly replied.
“Competition always exists; nothing is absolute,” Luo Feng smiled and shook his head. “Alright, everyone, since we have crossed paths, let us part ways here.”
With that, Luo Feng shot straight up into the sky.
Odo and over a hundred guards, along with many more servants, watched Luo Feng’s figure disappear into the horizon, each secretly sighing. They were weak in power and low in status, only fit to be guards and servants. Luo Feng, however, was the kind of extraordinary elite truly valued by the upper echelons of the Virtual Universe Company.
Some ordinary Immortals were far inferior in the eyes of the upper echelons compared to these extraordinary geniuses.
…
After bidding farewell to Lady Fors, he left the Taichu Region. Moments later, he arrived at the Primordial Region.
The main gate of the Primordial Region was even more magnificent and spectacular than that of the Taichu Region, carved from ancient gray stones into a stunning entrance.
“Prince Luo Feng,” an elderly man with snow-white beard and hair, dressed in white robes, radiated a warm glow around him like a sun, making the surrounding space bright and warm for anyone near him. “Welcome to the Primordial Region and becoming a member of the Primordial Secret Domain.”
“Thank you,” Luo Feng smiled and nodded.
“I am Aituo’er, the administrator of daily affairs in the Primordial Region,” the elderly man with hair whiter than snow spoke as his beard fluttered in the wind. “Please follow me, Prince Luo Feng.”
Luo Feng followed Aituo’er, flying into the air together.
At the main gate of the Primordial Region, the Monarchs who had been respectfully bowing behind Aituo’er were now whispering among themselves about the newly arrived Prince Luo Feng.
…
In the sky.
As Luo Feng and Aituo’er flew through the air, Luo Feng looked down and occasionally sensed powerful fluctuations of laws emanating from somewhere below.
“Prince Luo Feng,” Aituo’er smiled upon noticing this, “The biggest difference between the Primordial Region and the Taichu Region is that the Primordial Region has more Immortal Deities residing here.”
“Firstly, each prince of the Primordial Secret Domain will be assigned a personal guard unit!” Aituo’er explained, “This guard unit will be led by an Immortal General. Moreover, each prince of the Primordial Secret Domain can choose any Immortal Deity teacher to reside permanently in their manor. Therefore, the number of Immortal Deities here exceeds the number of princes in the Primordial Secret Domain.”
Luo Feng nodded thoughtfully.
Indeed, each guard unit includes an Immortal Deity, plus a personal Immortal teacher. Each prince would have at least two Immortal Deities accompanying them.
“The entire Primordial Region has 113 manors,” Aituo’er pointed to the endless stretch of manors below, “There are 100 Monarch-level princes, 10 Domain-level princes, and 3 Cosmic-level princes. Each prince is an invaluable treasure of our Virtual Universe Company.”
Luo Feng nodded slightly.
Indeed.
The lifespan of a Monarch can last up to 1000 Epochs. Within this span, across the entire universe and its 1008 cosmic nations, only 113 princes have been admitted. Thus, each prince holds an extremely high status, far surpassing ordinary Immortal Deities. Of course, the Monarch-level princes still remaining in the Primordial Secret Domain face the highest level of difficulty.
The two soared through the sky.
They flew past one manor after another, each covering thousands of kilometers. Finally, after a while, Aituo’er slowed down.
“That 113th manor is your manor, Prince Luo Feng,” Aituo’er pointed to the vast estate.
“Okay,” Luo Feng looked down.
The estate’s walls stretched like continuous mountains, extending until they vanished from sight. In terms of sheer area, this single manor was larger than any nation on Earth. Of course, in the vast universe, it was common for Immortal Deities to transform entire planets into their personal territories.
Immortal Deities possess divine realms, which are incredibly vast.
Therefore, for an Immortal Deity, transforming a planet into a personal manor is actually considered quite modest.
…
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Aituo’er and Luo Feng descended at the grand entrance of the magnificent estate. Before the imposing structure, orderly formations stretched as far as the eye could see—tens of thousands of warriors standing in disciplined ranks. At the forefront of these legions stood a bald man entirely draped in luxurious black robes, his brow faintly adorned with silver scales and intricate mystical patterns.
“Your Highness!”
“Greetings, Your Highness!” The thousand formidable warriors behind him, their auras nearly merging into one, all knelt respectfully on one knee.
“Your Highness!”
The tens of thousands of servants all knelt down in utmost humility and reverence. These attendants were specially selected and trained by the Virtual Universe Company to serve its true core members. For them, the opportunity to serve a Primordial Secret Realm Prince was an unparalleled honor.
“Your Highness Luo Feng, this is the leader of your guard—Dilen!” Aituoer pointed at the bald man and said, “Dilen is an undying deity skilled in soul manipulation, and his power is extraordinary. Among the many ‘Army Commanders’ of the cosmic forces, he is considered one of the very best.”
Luo Feng was secretly astonished.
Due to his association with his mentor, Zhen Yan Wang, Luo Feng had a clear understanding of the distribution of power.
By rank, it goes from Military Commander —> Enfeoffed Marquis —> Enfeoffed Prince.
Within the Virtual Universe Company, a titled Marquis-level immortal can effortlessly slay a group of ordinary immortals. Thus, the power gap between the most basic immortals and Marquis-level immortals is vast, resulting in significant disparities even among Immortal Army Commanders. The weaker ones barely qualify as standard immortal deities.
So strong that it was almost at the ‘Marquis-level’.
“The highest rank, isn’t that close to Marquis level?” Luo Feng was inwardly shocked. “And specializing in soul techniques at that. How could such a formidable military commander become my personal guard captain?”
“Your Highness, my mentor is the Bloodthirsty King,” the bald man said with a slight bow.
“Third Senior Brother?” Luo Feng was astonished.
The lifespan of True Yan King was extraordinarily long—at least, Luo Feng still had no idea how many years his teacher had lived. But it was certainly far longer than that of Meng Cang King. His teacher was extremely cautious in selecting disciples, choosing only those with both exceptional talent and compatible temperaments. Yet the path to immortality was fraught with hardship, and achieving the title of King was an incomparably arduous feat.
Among the disciples of Zhenyan King, only the third disciple was granted the title of king.
“The Ancestral Master is very concerned about Junior Uncle,” a voice echoed directly in Luo Feng’s mind. “He worries about Junior Uncle venturing out when he reaches the ‘Domain Lord’ level, so he arranged for a trusted individual to serve as the leader of the guard. I submitted my application—none of the other military commanders were stronger than me, so naturally, it was approved.”
Luo Feng gazed at the bald man, a faint smile involuntarily appearing on his face.
Could it be that I am actually the junior uncle of this immortal deity?
With this connection, Luo Feng suddenly found the bald man much more agreeable. However, he also decided… he would contact his mentor, King Zhen Yan, later.
“Mr. Dylan, I’ll be in your care from now on,” said Luo Feng.
“This is my duty!” Dylan also gave a slight bow.
“Haha, Lord Luo Feng, Dylan is the captain of your guard and also the steward of this estate. He will inform you of the other matters. I shall take my leave now. If there’s anything you need my assistance with, don’t hesitate to come find me.” Aituo’er said with a smile.
“Thank you, Mr. Xie Aituo,” Luo Feng expressed his gratitude as well.
In an instant, the white-haired elder transformed into a streak of light and vanished in the blink of an eye.
“Your Highness, please follow me,” the bald man, Dylan, said as he led the way, guiding Luo Feng around the estate to familiarize him with the surroundings.
…
In the training grounds of the manor.
Luo Feng stood respectfully in place, a holographic screen hovering before him. Displayed upon it was the golden-armored ape-man, True Yan King.
“Teacher,” Luo Feng bowed respectfully.
“I’ve met Dylan.” King Zhenyan laughed heartily.
Upon hearing these words, Luo Feng felt a surge of relief—Dylan was indeed his martial nephew.
“When you reach the Domain Lord level, you will be sent out to wield great authority,” said Zhen Yan Wang from the screen. “Power will entangle you in things beyond your current imagination. There will be moments of glory, but also peril beyond what you can foresee. Some dangers may be even more terrifying than those found in the most desperate trials.”
Luo Feng was startled.
“Moreover, my temper has earned me quite a few enemies,” Zhenyan Wang said. “Of course, those worthless worms wouldn’t dare provoke me. But I fear they might come after you!”
“Enemies?” Luo Feng was startled.
“Once you’re out in the open, it won’t be as safe as within the core territories of the Virtual Universe Company,” Zhen Yan Wang said. “Of course, they wouldn’t dare act openly—because if I were to find out… every last one of them would die!” The natural dominance in Zhen Yan Wang’s tone didn’t feel overbearing in the slightest; instead, it made everything he said seem utterly inevitable.
“Teacher, if you have enemies, why not kill them?” Luo Feng asked.
“Uh—”
King Zhenyan’s expression seemed slightly awkward before he continued, “Disciple, your master has always been straightforward—speaking his mind and acting without hesitation. In the past, I’ve slain many, cursed many, and inadvertently offended countless others. Truth be told, I can’t even recall exactly whom I’ve crossed. They were all trivial matters, yet there are always those who cling to grudges.”
Luo Feng couldn’t help but feel speechless.
“But no one dares to act openly—those who did are all dead,” Zhen Yanwang said with a laugh. “Let’s not dwell on that. There’s something else important… Now that you’ve entered the Primordial Secret Realm, you have the right to choose an immortal mentor to guide you long-term. This is a rare opportunity.”
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