2296: C2296 Combined

C2296 Combined

The roc's wings expanded by a thousand meters, flying across the horizon, in the blink of an eye, it covered thousands of miles, the clouds churned, and the wind howled.

Commander Peng brought Lin Feng to the Lord's manor, but did not see the Lord.

"Demon, you should have a way to find the Lord, right?" Commander Peng said.

"The Lord has been notified, we'll wait here." said calmly. Although he was a demon, he had never truly met the Myriad Demons King himself, he had only seen him for the seventh time, so much so that Lin Feng guessed that the Lord may not even have met the Myriad Demons King himself, and that there were very few people who knew who the real Myriad Demons King was.

even suspected that the Myriad Demons King had not only cultivated for eighty-one lifetimes, there were also more of them. Only after the eighty-one lifetimes had been successfully cultivated, did the rest of them survive and perish in the air, not being left behind by the Myriad Demons King.

Of course, everything was speculation. Only the Myriad Demons King would know the true situation.

Not to mention the Myriad Demons King, the Lord's cultivation was probably extraordinary too. He was rarely seen, how many identities did he have?

Although Lin Feng had seen his identity before, and was even his family, from the other party's words, could it be that the Lord only had that one status?

Just take Lin Feng for example, he has quite a few identities now, who would have thought that the disciples of Destiny Temple would be the demon sons of this Myriad Demons King's territory?

"Lin Feng!" Finally, a voice rang out. It was the Lord Lord of the Lord who arrived, his body slowly floated down from the skies as he stared at Lin Feng, his eyes glimmering with sharpness. "Your cultivation level?"

Lin Feng smiled, and said: "All these years of being enlightened, my cultivation has advanced extremely quickly. As for my realm, the Lord will treat me as the realm of Holy Monarch."

"Holy Monarch." In the past, Martial Emperor had a fighting strength that surpassed the peak of the Great Emperor, reaching the Heavenly Emperor Realm. Now, he said that he had comprehended something, and his fighting strength had already reached the realm of Holy Monarch.

"Master, I want to see Myriad Demons King." Lin Feng looked at the Lord and said.

The Lord stared at Lin Feng, then nodded and said: "Alright, I'll bring you to see Myriad Demons King."

With that said, he brought Lin Feng along and with a flash, disappeared from the scene.

Lin Feng's body flickered in midair. Not long later, he discovered that the road in front of him looked somewhat familiar, and couldn't help but ask. "Lord, how big is the world of the Myriad Demons King?"

"Multiple worlds, I have no idea how big they are." The Lord responded with a smile, causing Lin Feng's pupils to constrict as he asked again, "Myriad Demons King's territory is completely isolated from the outside world?"

"Yes, but it's impossible to completely isolate him. For example, the White Emperor, stepping into the Myriad Demons King's territory at his level can cause a storm, but since he still wants to leave, the Myriad Demons King is willing to let him out. However, his life is not up to him." The Lord said calmly, causing Lin Feng's expression to turn serious. It looks like the fall of the White Emperor was really related to the Myriad Demons King.

"Of course, as a core member, you can leave this world. For example, you demon, as well as the world lords."

"The control of the various worlds of the Myriad Demons King s is much tighter than that of the Divine Palace." Lin Feng said in a low voice, the Lord nodded with a smile, and said: "Indeed, I have walked through the Ninth Heaven before, and my Hall of Gods were all extremely arrogant. They viewed all living things as ants, high above them, and no one could challenge their authority."

"Right." Lin Feng nodded, tacitly agreeing with the Lord's evaluation of the divine hall. In Nine Empyreans Court, Hall of Gods was indeed a supreme existence, and the majority of the Nine Empyreans Continent under their jurisdiction did not even know about the existence of the divine hall, or rather, existed only in their imaginations. As for the divine hall, it was like a mythical existence to them, extremely far away.

Deities Templar. For countless years, they had stood at the peak, and had already become a legend. Aside from the Deities Templar, no one else could shake their existence. Other than some existences in the Supreme Demon Realm, they were only afraid of other Deities Templar.

A terrifying gust of air surged, and when it reached its destination, Lin Feng revealed a surprised expression, and the two of them landed on the ground together with the Lord.

"Lord, why, why have we returned here?" Lin Feng looked at the familiar scenery in front of him and could not help but be slightly surprised. In front of him, was the place the Lord brought him to last time, his home.

"Follow me and you'll know." The Lord smiled at Lin Feng, and then transformed into a mortal once again. His aura had completely disappeared, and he started walking towards the front.

"Uncle Wang." The two of them walked into the ancient street, and once again arrived at the Lord's house. The young lady jumped up to welcome them, and when she saw Lin Feng, she blinked and smiled: "You're here again."

"Yes, let's go with Uncle Wang and have a look." Lin Feng laughed and said, only to see the Lord asking his daughter: "Girl, is the old man at home?"

"Of course, what else could he do other than paint?" The little girl smiled.

"I'll go and see him." The Lord said, then brought Lin Feng to an area on the same street as them, and pushed open a shabby door, after which, Lin Feng saw that in the ancient courtyard, there was an old man that was focused on drawing.

"Empty?" Lin Feng's gaze froze, the other party's drawing was completely empty, there was nothing at all, so much that even if he was drawing on a rock with a brush, how could he possibly draw a picture?

"Lord?" Lin Feng looked at the Lord in confusion, only to see him smiling: "Stay here and watch for a while, every time he draws, he won't stop, wait a bit."2

He didn't understand why the Lord wanted to bring him here, but very quickly, Lin Feng frowned slightly. He seemed to have discovered that the old man's painting was not as simple as he had imagined, and he saw that the tip of the brush seemed to have a light seeping into the stone, that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

"What's going on?" Lin Feng believed that he could not be wrong, and stared at the brush, only to see that the other side was drawing continuously, in a circular motion, as though he was drawing a heavenly book.

"Sometimes he can paint for years, sometimes decades, and never stop." The Lord said indifferently, causing Lin Feng's pupils to constrict. Painting for dozens of years in one move was something he was unable to accomplish, even for a few years.

To make him repeat the same thing for a few years without stopping, what kind of terrifying perseverance was needed. Moreover, this ordinary old man didn't seem to have any aura at all. Anyone passing by wouldn't even bother to glance at him.

Lin Feng's gaze slowly turned and looked towards the Lord. He opened his mouth and said, "He is …"

The Lord seemed to know what Lin Feng wanted to ask, and smiled as he nodded his head, causing Lin Feng's pupils to contract. When he looked at the old man again, his eyes flashed with a bright light.

"Myriad Demons King!"

This extremely ordinary, foolish old man in front of him, who had been repeating the same action all this time, was actually the Myriad Demons King?

However, after experiencing so much, Lin Feng was already able to calmly accept all kinds of bizarre things, thus, his expression quickly returned to normal. He only exhaled, then retreated to the side, sat together with the Lord, and watched the old man draw.

This time, it was 18 days. The old man's brush finally stopped and did not raise his head. In these past few days, he had not raised his head to look at Lin Feng.

"It's finally healed." The old man stretched himself and then raised his head. He looked at Lin Feng and squinted his eyes, then laughed: "Lin Feng, we meet again."

"Myriad Demons King." Lin Feng nodded slightly. In his seventh life, it could be said that he had already seen the other party seven times. Of course, it could also be said that they had never met each other before.

"Not bad, not bad at all." Myriad Demons King looked at Lin Feng, and could not help but nod his head, as he laughed: "Why have you come to find me this time for?

"Myriad Demons King, you once said that this demon has the power to command a world's army. I want to know how strong you are. Lin Feng said calmly, even though the existence in front of him was the Myriad Demons King, he still used the word 'ally'.

Myriad Demons King's expression slightly narrowed as he smiled and asked, "What are we joining forces for?"

Lin Feng stared at Myriad Demons King and spat out a cold voice: "Take down those high and mighty existences from the divine altar."

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