Chapter 201 (1/2)

201 – The Feisuo Plane

After separating the embodiment, Yang Feng's true body and embodiment simultaneously started to read all the information about the Feisuo Plane.

Time went by and in the blink of an eye, it was three months later.

When Yang Feng came to the Demon-Fighting Sect’s Public Office, Han Ning was still the one responsible for receiving him.

A glint of unwillingness flashed past Han Ning’s eyes when he saw Yang Feng. After a while, he finally sighed: “Come with me!”

For a level-2 Warlock to enter the Feisuo Plane, which was a primary material plane that could go toe to toe with the Cangzhi Plan, and to kill a semi-divine rank powerhouse, the degree of difficulty could very well be imagined.

The Demon-Fighting Sect’s a.s.sessment missions were meant to attract peak powerhouses of the Starry Sky Warlock rank and above. At the same time, they also served to get rid of a large number of playboys who wanted to employ the help of their families to kill the semi-divine rank bogies. Such a.s.sessment missions were very difficult for Great Warlocks, let alone to a level-2 Warlock like Yang Feng, to complete.

Yang Feng followed Han Ning to the top floor of the Demon-Fighting Sect’s Public Office. After using a teleportation array, they appeared in front of a huge palace.

A giant, golden gate stood in front of the huge palace. Two old men, one fat and one thin, sat still in front of the gate.

Yang Feng slightly narrowed his eyes when he looked at the two old men. He couldn’t sense any life force being exuded from them. This meant that even without using secret methods, the two old men could completely retract their life force, making them appear like ordinary people.

Han Ning respectfully addressed the two old men: “Elder Luo Zheng, Elder Luo Ming, this is Yang Feng, the one who’s going to the Feisuo Plane to take the a.s.sessment!”

The thin old man didn’t open his eyes. The fat old man opened his eyes. Two rays of divine light shot at Yang Feng out of the fat old man’s eyes.

In a flash, Yang Feng felt as if he was seen trough.

The fat old man threw a gray jade card to Yang Feng and said indifferently: “This is your return card. Crush the jade card after completing the mission, and we will find a way to bring you back. However, you won’t return right away. If you crush the jade card without completing the mission, then only death will await you.”

Yang Feng received the jade card and said: “Yes! I understand!”

The fat old man closed his eyes.

Ruuuumble!

Amid a loud noise, the huge, golden gate opened slowly, revealing a broad planar pa.s.sageway whose limits could not be seen.

Yang Feng immediately stepped into the planar pa.s.sageway.

A tremendous spatial force shrouded Yang Feng in and a dizzy spell a.s.saulted his mind.

Yang Feng released a long breath when the dizzy spell disappeared. He found himself to be on a small, barren hilltop.

Yang Feng carefully examined his surroundings for a while before musing: “They’re being quite careful. To prevent me from discovering the planar pa.s.sageway’s exit, they’ve installed a random teleportation array at the end of the planar pa.s.sageway, which is how I was sent here.”

“Feisuo Plane has a lot of G.o.ds. At the time of the 6th Warlock Dynasty, this plane’s G.o.ds have also surrendered to the Cangzhi Plane. They have seen the mechanical legion. If I use the mechanical legion or nuclear bombs on a large scale in this world and draw their attention, then I’m toast.”

The Feisuo Plane was different from the Turandot Subcontinent, it had G.o.ds. Each of the numerous G.o.ds had terrific strength, which greatly restricted the might of Yang Feng’s mechanical legion and made it impossible for him to deploy his mechanical legion on a large scale to fight against the G.o.ds. Otherwise, the G.o.ds of the entire Feisuo Plane might join hands to deal with him.

Yang Feng silently recited an incantation and pointed into the air, where a giant eye was formed with a flicker of magic radiance. The giant eye oversaw the surrounding area of several tens of kilometers.

Yang Feng's eyes brightened and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: “There’s a city over there.”

Yang Feng’s shape changed a bit, changing to that of a blond, blue-eyed westerner with a large build.

The Feisuo Plane was dominated by westerners, its human G.o.ds were practically all westerners. Yang Feng currently didn’t have the strength to challenge this terrific power.

Yang Feng followed a muddy road full of livestock manure for about five kilometers before a city with a city wall of about ten meters in height appeared in front of him.

In front of the city stood eight westerner-looking human warriors with high and sharp noses, and fair skin. They wore no armor, but were equipped with worn down longswords.