25 Superpowers of the Dragon Continen (1/2)
Time flowed like water. The cascade of black clouds was slowly retreating. Soon, a beautiful morning light enveloped Xinlong Paradise.
As a high being with the 'Golden Dragon' soul, Feng Hui did not require sleep; instead, he could maintain his energy for weeks on end.
Devouring the vital Qi, Feng Hui repeated this process. Throughout the night, he cultivated his body. With the death of thousands of monsters, he was now just a step away from reaching the Bronze Dragon realm.
Upon reaching the Bronze Dragon realm, there would be a qualitative change in energy within his body. Feng Hui thought, ”This cultivation speed is unheard of.”
If the natives of the Dragon Continent were to catch word of his unhindered advancement, Feng Hui would undoubtedly be treated as a demon.
Exploring a wide avenue inside Xinlong Paradise, Feng Hui examined the scenery.
Shortly later, a large fluctuation of memories flooded his mind. Feng Hui recalled growing up in Starryfu, innocently exploring the brand-new amusement park, and laughing with his family on the signature rides.
Feng Hui closed his fluttering eyes, and he sighed at the familiar rides. He continued walking toward a vast stadium with the red-haired Sun Yi close behind him.
The stadium was for viewing shows. Usually, there would be entertainment mascots everywhere. However, the atmosphere was solely eerie now. There was both fresh and dried-up blood everywhere. Sun Yi couldn't even discern the difference between the monster's blood and human blood. The sight was awful.
”Nothing can escape the passage of time.” Feng Hui muttered, and he thought to the future he would have upon becoming an Immortal. The level after the Golden Dragon realm meant stepping into a higher plane of life.
However, whether Feng Hui would enjoy this type of life was a different story entirely. In his view, witnessing the rise and fall of worlds was not a dream at all. Instead, he didn't even harbor amicable feelings toward the concept of living forever.
Upon reaching the vast stadium, Feng Hui gazed at the entrance surrounded by toy shops, food stores, and numerous carnival games. Taking in the colorful scenery, he perceived the shadowy figures of numerous monsters. At the sound of his steps, the monsters abruptly turned to stare at him.
Feng Hui retracted his aura, and he lowered his presence. If he did not do this, the low-level monsters would subconsciously fear him, and they sometimes would even run away.
Not utilizing his soul strength, Feng Hui watched numerous murderous orcs rush toward him. In the corner of his eye, he also discerned four or five lemures gazing at his body with desire.
”Brother Hui, I'll take the north side.” Sun Yi shouted, and he ran toward a horde of monsters residing on the opposite end of the stadium. After the night, he was a step away from reaching the next level in all his stats.
”Mm.” With a low breath, Feng Hui nodded. Facing the orcs with his bare body, he subconsciously became excited. His pitch-black eyes shone; his gaze became focused.
Feng Hui was approximately six feet tall, but the orcs still managed to tower over him easily. Anchoring his left foot, he waited for the orcs to mob him. In the chaotic environment, a single black-robed man was thrilled at the sight of the horde.
Moments later, the orcs had reached his destination. Feng Hui smiled, and he threw a casual punch that seemingly encompassed nature itself. The punch blitzed through the wind, and the sound of cutting air resounded.
”Pop.”
The noise of exploding bodies boomed. Feng Hui's casual punch disintegrated the orcs from its very core, and their sturdy bodies fell apart like a sandcastle facing a tsunami.
”Pathetic.” Feng Hui thought. These weak creatures dared to run about unhindered in his world? In due time, he would demonstrate what a true killing demon was. Without care, he would annihilate their entire species.