Yang Feng said with a smile: “Hello, Thunderstorm Great Holy.”
Thunderstorm Great Holy glanced at Yang Feng and exclaimed in admiration: “Amazing, Yang Feng. In less than 10,000 years, you promoted to a Holy Spirit Warlock. Except for those heaven and earth variants, your cultivation speed is absolutely one of the best in history.”
Although Yang Feng seems to have emerged less than 300 years ago, he has been practicing cultivation in the Light of Eternity Plane for thousands of years. As a Great Holy step powerhouse, the Thunderstorm Great Holy, who would be a top-shelf powerhouse no matter the era, can see at a glance that Yang Feng’s real age is several thousand years old.
Even so, Yang Feng’s cultivation speed can be regarded as heaven-defying. It should be noted that in the endless Abyss, many abyssal grand dukes have spent tens of thousands of years without being able to break through and advance to abyssal kings. In the God Blood Plane, some true blood kindred grand princes have lived for millions of years without being able to break through and became kindred true ancestors.
Yang Feng replied with a modest smile: “It’s all luck.”
The Thunderstorm Great Holy uttered with a smile: “We human Warlocks cannot promote to Holy Spirit Warlocks by relying on luck alone.”
Holy Spirit Warlocks are existences who have undergone earth-shaking changes to their body and soul and have become life forms that contain immortal power. Even if it is the descendants of Warlock Emperors, who are far more gifted than other beings, who are Transcendent rank powerhouses upon coming of age, but it’s still very difficult for them to promote to Holy Spirit Warlocks.
The Thunderstorm Great Holy brought Yang Feng to the dozen plus Holy Spirit Warlocks and introduced them to Yang Feng.
Every one of the dozen plus Holy Spirit Warlocks is a peerless genius who has ran rampant in an era and left their mark in history.
Their names are recorded in many ancient books and records, and now they revived in this era. Seeing these great personages, billows rose in Yang Feng’s heart.
Together with the Holy Spirit Warlocks who are fighting in the central starfield, these dozen plus Holy Spirit Warlocks are the strongest fighting power of the Human Supreme Council as well as the protectors of the human race.
With these Holy Spirit Warlocks present, the old freaks from the Evil God Plane, the God Blood Plane, the Demonest Plane, and the other primary material planes don’t dare to act lightly.
The 36 primary material planes hide many fearsome beings, among which there is no lack of Holy Spirit Warlock rank powerhouse. There are nine true ancestors in the God Blood Plane alone. As for the Evil God Plane’s Holy Spirit Warlocks, their number is far greater than that of human Holy Spirit Warlocks.
However, there are many conflicts between the Evil God Plane’s Holy Spirit Warlocks, so they are not united. In order to fight for resources, the evil gods kill each other. There are even feuds between many races. While restraining one another, it’s naturally impossible for them to start a war with the humans.
Looking at Yang Feng, the eyes of the Empty Spirit Tower’s Empty Holy, the Sky Cloud Tower’s Cloud Holy, and the Void Garden’s Void Flower Holy shimmered with complicated emotions.
Not long ago, in the eyes of the three Holy Spirit Warlocks, Yang Feng was just a small fry that can’t withstand a single blow, who was only able to assume the position of a chairman of the Human Supreme Council by relying on the Brilliant Great Holy. Now, Yang Feng is on an equal footing with them, which filled them with complicated emotions.
The three Holy Spirit Warlock rank powerhouses are peerless geniuses who promoted to the Holy Spirit Warlock realm in the past tens of thousands of years. In order to promote to the Holy Spirit Warlock realm, they had to spend a lot of effort, go through countless battles, and invest tens of thousands of years to finally reach the top.
In order to advance to the Holy Spirit Warlock realm, the Empty Holy, the Sky Cloud Holy, and the Void Flower Holy had a brush with death on several occasions. However, Yang Feng took a leap and easily promoted a Holy Spirit Warlock, which made them envious.
The dozen plus Holy Spirit Warlocks gathered together to enjoy the world’s best cuisine and wines. A drop of many of the wines can enable an ordinary level-1 Warlock Apprentice to take a leap and advance to a Great Warlock. Yet for these Holy Spirit Warlocks, they are just tasty beverages.
While interacting with the dozen plus Holy Spirit Warlocks, Yang Feng gained a lot of experience regarding cultivation. At the same time, he also gained a lot of information from these antiques who have lived for tens of thousands or even more than hundred thousands years.
“The Thunderstorm Great Holy uttered: “Yang Feng, since you have promoted to a Holy Spirit Warlock, you can choose a holy name. What holy name are you going to choose?”
Every human Warlock will choose a holy name after advancing to the Holy Spirit Warlock realm. Thereupon, their real name will no longer be mentioned.
The Time Lord even used heaven-defying secret methods to erase his real name from the river of time. Except for his contemporary Holy Spirit Warlocks, the rest no longer knows his real name.
That’s because the real name of powerhouses has divine nature. Some queer spells can curse you through your real name and blood and carry out all kinds of incredible attacks.
Since the top-shelf powerhouses don’t want to leave a weakness for others to exploit, they like to hide their real name and use a holy name for others to address them.
Yang Feng replied: “My holy name is Firmament. From today on, I am Firmament Holy.”
The Thunderstorm Great Holy said: “Good!”
The dozen plus Holy Spirit Warlocks present represent the strongest human Warlock groups. After today, Yang Feng’s holy name, Firmament Holy, will spread all over the world.
With a dragon horn on the head, exuding noble temperament, the handsome Tyrant Dragon Holy looked at Yang Feng with a scorching shade in his eyes and asked in a deep voice: “Firmament Holy, would you like to swap pointers?”
The Tyrant Dragon Holy is not a person of the eight Warlock Imperial Courts, but a peerless genius with tyrant dragon bloodline who emerged after the collapse of the Eighth Warlock Imperial Court, the Dawn Imperial Court.
After the collapse of the Dawn Imperial Court, countless enemies of the human race besieged the Cangzhi Plane.
It was in that era that the Tyrant Dragon Holy emerged, killed countless powerful enemies, and finally evolved into a Holy Spirit Warlock. He is the most dazzling and outstanding genius of that era.
Gazes full of excitement fell on the Tyrant Dragon Holy and Yang Feng.
As peerless geniuses of an era, the Holy Spirit Warlocks present have grasped supreme power and enjoyed all kinds of top pleasures such as delicious food and dashing men and beautiful women. Now, matches between Holy Spirit Warlocks can attract their interest the most.
Yang Feng said with a smile: “Fine!”
The Thunderstorm Great Holy silently recited an incantation and pointed with a hand, and a blue radiance merged into a palace.
Countless mysterious runes appeared on that palace, and a vast arena suspended in the void suddenly emerged.
With their terrifying power, Holy Spirit Warlocks can suppress the heaven and earth and destroy a world with a gesture.
Even if it is the Cangzhi Plane, which is sufficient to accommodate a fight between Warlock Emperors, which is recovering and becoming more powerful, a fight between Holy Spirit Warlocks can still easily topple mountains and drain seas. With an attack, Holy Spirit Warlocks can destroy a city with 10 million life forms in the outside world.
Only special arenas can accommodate fights between Holy Spirit Warlock without having to worry about the aftermath.
Yang Feng and the Tyrant Dragon Holy each turned into a ray and flew into the special arena.
“Firmament Holy, be careful!”
Tyrant Dragon Holy issued a stern shout. Then, countless runes appeared all over his body, dragon scales containing immortal breath emerged, claws that can rip Holy grade secret treasures apart grew on his hands, and a lion tail engraved with countless runes sprouted from his back.
Emanating a tyrannical breath, the Tyrant Dragon Holy took a step forward, turned the distance of dozens of kilometers into nothing in an instant, appeared in front of Yang Feng, and unleashed a punch enveloped by a tyrant dragon projection barreling towards Yang Feng.
“So this is a Holy Spirit Warlock of the Cangzhi Plane, awesome! He’s much more powerful than the Holy Spirit Warlock rank direbeasts like the swallowing star sparrow.
A dignified look in his eyes, Yang Feng operated the essence of power, and the essence of power turned into a star and shot towards the tyrant dragon projection.
Boom!
There was a blare, and the Tyrant Dragon Holy’s projection was smashed The person himself was blown away, and briskly retreated by dozens of kilometers.
The beautiful eyes of the Void Flower Holy flashed with shock: “Astounding! This is Firmament Holy’s strength! He just advanced to a Holy Spirit Warlock, yet he can already send the intermediate Holy Spirit Warlock, Tyrant Dragon Holy, flying with a blow. What crushing strength, That’s a monster who formed an immortal body in the quasi-Holy step for you. Truly incredible.”
The Empty Holy’s eyes shimmered with a complicated shade, and he sighed slowly: “Impressive, so this is Firmament Holy! A monster that even defeated the Dawn Lord. How dreadful!”
The eyes of the rest of the Holy Spirit Warlocks flashed with enigmatic light.
Everyone present is a peerless genius of an era, a genius among geniuses, a monster among monsters, and their soul aptitude is at least at level-8.
Among the dozen plus Holy Spirit Warlocks, the Tyrant Dragon Holy is not weak by any means. Instead, he is known for his strength. Such a powerhouse was actually sent flying by a strike from Yang Feng. Yang Feng’s strength is simply incredible.
“So strong! You are really strong Firmament Holy! It makes me more excited!”
The Tyrant Dragon Holy’s eyes flickering with burning flames, a smile of excitement appeared on his face, and his figure fluttered. In an instant, countless afterimages appeared and filled the space.
Shrouded by the essence of speed, the Tyrant Dragon Holy erupted with an astonishing speed and shot towards d Yang Feng from all directions.
Boom! Boom!
Earth-shaking rumbling sounds came from the arena. In the arena, stars fell, mountains and rivers collapsed, the earth cracked, and storms rose, painting an apocalyptic picture. Terrifying shock waves destroyed everything, as if going to tear the world apart.