Luo Feng smiled slightly.
This Demon Mountain was divided into two regions: the Demon Sound Mountain and the Cold Ice Mountain. The Cold Ice Mountain, as the name suggests, was famous for its extreme coldness. The temperature was so low it was beyond imagination. The concept of ‘absolute zero’ was merely a notion within Earth’s scientific framework. In the vast universe, there were temperatures even lower than absolute zero.
For example, the colossal ice planet that Luo Feng’s Starry Continent orbited in the Taichu Secret Realm.
Or the Cold Ice Mountain itself!
Both were ultra-low-temperature environments capable of damaging the genetic cells of even Cosmic-level experts. The temperature within the Cold Ice Mountain wasn’t uniform; some areas could harm Cosmic-level beings, while other areas were so cold they could even damage Domain Lords or World Kings! Therefore, if one recklessly wandered into a terrifyingly cold region of the Cold Ice Mountain, their cellular genes might instantly freeze and completely collapse.
The Cold Ice Mountain primarily targeted the physical body.
The Demon Sound Mountain, however, targeted the soul.
Vast and deep, the Demon Sound Mountain was filled with howling cold winds and often accompanied by various sounds. Those sounds could be described as ‘natural illusions,’ and one could easily fall victim to them. Because the illusionary power varied across different regions, some terrifying areas might instantly rob many Cosmic-level experts, even Domain Lords or World Kings, of their consciousness, turning them into mindless zombies!
“I choose the Demon Sound Mountain,” Luo Feng said.
“The Demon Sound Mountain?” The white-robed youth was surprised, quickly saying, “Your Highness Luo Feng, please don’t mind my meddling. This ancient Demon Mountain has two sides. Although the Cold Ice Mountain is dangerous, it only targets the physical body. Compared to the body, the soul is more fundamental. In the Cold Ice Mountain, even if you fall victim, you still have a chance to struggle. But in the Demon Sound Mountain, once you fall victim to the sounds, you instantly lose your autonomy, without even the chance to resist or struggle.”
“It’s okay,” Luo Feng smiled.
Demon Sounds?
Natural illusions?
When it came to sheer willpower, Luo Feng surpassed nearly all World King-level existences, even rivaling the Eternal beings! The eighty years of bloodthirsty cultivation in the Xue Luo World had long made Luo Feng’s will even stronger.
“If that’s the case, I’ll arrange someone to escort Your Highness Luo Feng to the Demon Mountain,” the white-robed youth slightly bowed, “Your Highness Luo Feng, please remember to bring your identity token when you come out! Losing your identity token is also considered a failed mission.”
“I understand this,” Luo Feng nodded.
“Please wait a moment.”
The white-robed youth then turned around, walking swiftly through the vast hall, his figure moving like lightning, reaching the far end in an instant. Moments later, an oval-shaped spacecraft about a hundred meters long flew through the sky, stopping directly in front of Luo Feng. The hatch opened, and three white-robed figures emerged, including the previous white-robed youth.
“Your Highness Luo Feng, please board!”
“Alright.”
Luo Feng instantly stepped forward and entered the spacecraft.
…
The towering Demon Mountain loomed, and the spacecraft seemed like a fly circling around it.
In the control room.
Luo Feng looked out and occasionally saw openings on the massive mountain body, each exuding a chill.
“Your Highness Luo Feng, the Demon Sound Mountain occupies about half of the Demon Mountain’s area. Given the immense size of the Demon Mountain, there are countless entrances leading into the depths of the Demon Sound Mountain,” the white-robed youth pointed into the distance, where countless openings of varying widths, from several kilometers to hundreds of kilometers, were densely scattered across the Demon Sound Mountain, “Your Highness can choose any entrance to enter.”
“Fly a bit further,” Luo Feng commanded.
“Yes.”
…
After flying for a while, the spacecraft completely left the previous canyon, and Luo Feng finally chose an entrance to enter.
…
At the foot of the Demon Mountain, a series of palaces stretched out, varying in size.
At the platform near the foot of the Cold Ice Mountain, one palace stood tall, about tens of thousands of kilometers high, entirely emerald green, resembling an umbrella canopy. Outside the palace stood a group of attendants dressed in green battle robes. Each of these attendants was stunningly handsome, with emerald green serpentine tails covered in dense scales.
Swoosh!
The spacecraft that had previously escorted Luo Feng instantly stopped in front of the palace, the hatch opened, and the white-robed youth flew alone to the palace entrance, his face full of respect, standing respectfully outside the palace.
“Yichang, come in!” a gentle voice rang out.
The white-robed youth slightly constricted his pupils, as if startled, but on the surface, he still displayed a respectful expression and entered the solemn palace.
The palace was vast and complex.
The white-robed youth flew for a long time within the palace before finally reaching a cold and frigid hall filled with a chilling aura. The hall was about several miles wide and several miles high. There were no servants inside the hall, only a suffocating figure sitting high on a throne about a kilometer tall.
“Greetings, Poyu Marquis!” the white-robed youth respectfully bowed.
He dared not lift his head to look at the figure on the throne.
“Has Luo Feng entered?” a gentle voice came.
“Yes, Your Highness Luo Feng just entered,” the white-robed youth said, “He entered the Demon Sound Mountain.”
“Alright.”
The gentle voice continued, “When Luo Feng comes out, let him come see me.”
“Yes.” The white-robed youth bowed.
“Yichang, you may leave now,” the gentle voice said.
“Yes.”
The white-robed youth didn’t dare to say anything more, quickly exiting the hall, then soon leaving the cold palace. When he stepped out of the palace, the white-robed youth, Yichang, finally exhaled in relief: “Marquis Poyu, that pervert, is moody and unpredictable. If he kills me on a whim, I would die unjustly. Fortunately, today everything went smoothly.”
Where there’s interest, there’s conflict!
In such a cosmic super giant as the Virtual Universe Company, internal conflicts were inevitable, though all were kept under control. However, for an existence like Marquis Poyu, casually killing a World King wasn’t a big deal.
Luo Feng, Bolan, and others were respected everywhere, as if the Virtual Universe Company were a paradise untouched by worldly concerns.
But that was because Luo Feng and his peers were geniuses, so others respected them. As for someone like ‘Yichang,’ who struggled step by step to reach the World King level, he still had to be cautious. Without sufficient status, one could be casually eliminated by a powerful figure on a whim.
…
Inside the cold hall.
A tall figure slowly descended from the high throne, landing in the hall.
She had a jade-green serpentine tail over ten meters long, and her upper body was flawlessly perfect. Especially beneath her jade-green hair was an incomparable beauty that could take one’s breath away. Her eyes, filled with allure, gazed out of the hall, as if seeing some distant place billions of light-years away.
“Haha!”
“Haha!” She suddenly let out a maniacal laugh, “Hahahahaha…”
“Opportunity has come!”
She murmured softly.
Then!
Pfft pfft pfft~~ Her body began to rapidly change. The jade-green serpentine tail quickly transformed into two bare legs, and her clothing naturally extended, directly becoming an exquisite beauty about eight meters tall.
“Let me collect some interest first.”
“Killing him is just the first step.”
The exquisite beauty murmured softly, then her figure flickered and vanished.
…
Only a few minutes later, one of the nine ancient planets orbiting the Demon Mountain, a planet entirely dark red, received a spacecraft rushing in.
Inside the planet.
A sprawling ancient city covering about ten thousand miles, also one of the top three ancient sects on the planet, the ‘Qianxing Sect.’
“Boom boom boom~~”
The elders of the Qianxing Sect quickly emerged from their meditation chambers or other places of cultivation, gathering at the sect’s temple in just a few short minutes.
What is a temple?
Only with a deity can a temple be established. The Qianxing Sect currently had an Eternal being, ‘Qianxing Elder,’ guarding it!
“Why is the Supreme Patriarch in such a hurry to call us?”
“Who knows.”
“Hurry up, the Supreme Patriarch has never been this anxious before.”
World Kings and Domain Lords quickly arrived at the holy site of the Qianxing Sect—the temple. On the throne in the majestic temple sat a tall, exquisitely beautiful woman. Below the throne stood respectfully an old man with two over a meter-long black horns on his forehead, the Supreme Patriarch of the Qianxing Sect, ‘Qianxing Elder.’
“Supreme Patriarch.”
“Supreme Patriarch.”
The gathered World Kings and Domain Lords respectfully saluted.
“Report to the Master!” the old man with black horns knelt respectfully, “All the nearby World Kings and Domain Lords of our Qianxing Sect have arrived. There are six World Kings and fifty-three Domain Lords in total.”
“Master?”
The World Kings and Domain Lords, some with black horns, some with silver-white horns, were all stunned.
The exquisite beauty on the throne looked toward the temple’s entrance, an invisible force seemingly pushing the temple doors.
Boom~~~
The doors slid shut of their own accord, heightening the tension among the assembled World Kings and Domain Lords. Their gazes flickered involuntarily toward the exquisite silhouette upon the throne, yet her visage remained veiled in obscurity. An intangible pressure permeated the air, weaving an instinctive dread into their very bones.
“Those of you who have passed through the Demon Mountain, stand on the left. Those who haven’t, stand on the right,” a gentle voice rang out.
As if controlled.
The fifty-nine people naturally moved to either side. Thirty-two stood on the left, and twenty-seven stood on the right.
“You six stay!” Six emerald light halos descended from the sky, landing directly on six of the twenty-seven World Kings and Domain Lords. Among these six, there were three World Kings and three ninth-stage Domain Lords, “The rest can leave.”
The doors automatically opened.
The other fifty-three World Kings and Domain Lords walked out like puppets, and then the doors closed again.
Outside the temple doors.
“What’s going on?”
“What just happened?”
“The Supreme Patriarch summoned us, so why are we out here?”
These World Kings and Domain Lords seemed to awaken from a dream, looking at each other in confusion, unable to recall what had happened inside the hall.
“You all return now! Immediately! Don’t ask any questions!” an old, angry voice echoed in the minds of the group of World Kings and Domain Lords.
“Yes, Supreme Patriarch.”
The group immediately obeyed respectfully, scattering away.
…
Inside the hall.
The exquisite beauty sat high on the throne, scrutinizing the three World Kings and three Domain Lords standing below.
“It is the honor of our Qianxing Sect to serve the Master. The Master may give any command, and our Qianxing Sect disciples will surely fulfill it,” the old man with black horns, ‘Qianxing Elder,’ respectfully said below.
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