335 – The Gray River
Dolores spoke a magic sentence, and a spatial force surged and covered her. Unleashing Blink, she disappeared and fell back by 100 meters in a flash.
At this moment, Charity and the other two powerhouses came out of the baby face evil tree grove covered in blood.
Seeing that things had turned for the worse, Yang Feng blurred into motion, and rushed deeper into the Dark Forest in a ray of black light.
Although Dolores’ injuries weren’t light, but she was an advanced demigod rank expert after all. So long as she recovered a bit of strength, Yang Feng was not her opponent.
Eyes brimming with resentment, Dolores stressed each syllable: “Ian, you’ve got guts!! When I catch you, give you a taste of the 1,365 different punishments of the dark elves!”
In her view, Yang Feng, with his mere Archwizard rank cultivation base, was simply an ant. For such an ant to harm her, this left her offended and greatly angered.
Although Dolores was furious, but she didn’t take any risks. She took out a few vials of potions and downed them. Black light covered her, healing her injuries and recovering the power she consumed.
Dolores was always very cautious, which was one of the reasons why she had defeated numerous rivals and climbed to the position of great matriarch.
The Dark Forest was very dangerous. Dolores had almost died to the sound wave attack of the bone crows. And in the depths of the Dark Forest, even gods could die. She naturally wouldn’t proceed in her poor condition.
After passing through the wilderness of bones, a dense, uncrossable forest appeared in front of Yang Feng and his party.
The trees in that forest sprouted bizarre heads, including the heads of dragons, human, devils, and multiple-armed trolls, and grew countless tentacle-like rattans, giving off a sinister, bizarre, and fearsome feeling.
“Those are extraordinary plant headhunter trees!! They are level-6 extraordinary plants. If careless, even gods will get beheaded by these headhunter trees, and have their divine power absorbed.” As soon as he saw the bizarre trees sprouting different heads, Yang Feng’s scalp turned numb and his eyes shimmered with shock and fear.
Level-6 extraordinary plant headhunter trees were exceedingly dangerous demonic trees, and unlike ordinary extraordinary plants, they waited quietly for prey to take the bait. Once they hunted their prey, they would extract the prey’s blood essence and power, and only the heads of their prey would remain, embedded in the trees.
Once a headhunter tree had the head of a prey it devoured, it could utilize its abilities and possess part of the power of its bloodline.
According to legend, the Warlock emperor of the 2nd Warlock Dynasty, Taboo Lord, developed the Bloodline Warlock evolutionary system based of the characteristics of the headhunter trees.
The only weakness of the headhunter trees was their fear of fire. However, there were hundreds of headhunter trees forming this demonic tree forest. Yang Feng was likely to get devoured by the headhunter trees after belching just a single dragon breath.
“Wrong, none of these headhunter trees have fluctuations of life force. Is it because of the gray gas?” Yang Feng’s mind revolved, and he thought of the mysterious grey gas that crumbled the flock of bone crows.
After hesitating for a moment, Yang Feng gritted his teeth and rushed into the headhunter tree forest with Esramia and Glicedar on his back, madly fleeing into the distance.
Despite Yang Feng crossing the bizarre forest, the eyes of the heads embedded into the headhunter were dull, exhibiting no fluctuations of life
After passing through the headhunter tree forest, a vast desert extending without end appeared in front of him.
Yang Feng took a deep look at the desert made up of golden sand. Relying on his keen level-3 Warlock rank senses, he perceived that there was something terrifying at the bottom of the desert.
He hesitated for a moment. Thinking about Dolores chasing closely behind him, plus the mysterious gray gas and the eerie headhunter trees, he clenched his teeth and pressed on his chest, and the mechanical lightning aurora python flew out.
Yang Feng jumped onto the back of the mechanical lightning aurora python.
Surrounded by numerous arcs of lightning, the mechanical lightning aurora python turned into a bolt of lightning and flew into the desert.
The energy source of the mechanical lightning aurora python was a magic core and the high energy crystals inside it. Even if it couldn’t use the vigor of heaven and earth, it wouldn’t have much effect on it.
After crossing the eerie desert, a forest composed of different horrifying extraordinary plants appeared in front of Yang Feng and his party.
After crossing the forest composed of different horrifying extraordinary plants, Yang Feng and his party went through a field of magma, a mysterious lake, a bizarre mountain range with faces, and other unique places that brimmed with danger.
When Yang Feng crossed those areas, he could sense unique, terrifying existences hidden in places he could not probe with his extraordinary level-3 Warlock rank perception, and their gazes full of malice focus on him.
Pretending as if he wasn’t aware of those horrifying existences, Yang Feng braced himself and speedily trod ahead, never taking a step back.
After passing through a bizarre extraordinary plant forest, a 5-kilometer wide river exuding the aura of the Netherworld flowing out of a huge cave in the middle of the air appeared before Yang Feng and his party, blocking their way. After extending for close to 100 kilometers, the river strangely came to an end.
The water of the river was gray, and it spread the mysterious gray gas.
Atop the river, there was a worn-out, gray boat with a single paddle floating quietly.
When he arrived in front of the river, Yang Feng frowned. He had a vague feeling that there was something horrifying in the gray river.
After hesitating for a moment, he flicked his wrist, and a piece of dragon bast paper appeared in his hand. He tapped lightly on the piece of dragon bast paper, and it twinkled and changed into a sparrow, which flapped its wings and flew towards the gray river.
The alchemical sparrow had just reached the space above the gray river, when it dropped into the river as if it had come across an irresistible force, severing the connection with Yang Feng.
Yang Feng’s face changed. He flicked his finger, and alchemical eagles, dragonflies, swans, and other flying alchemical treasures flew towards the gray river.
As soon as the alchemical treasures flew over the gray river, a mysterious force took hold of them and plunged them into the gray river, severing the connection with Yang Feng.
Yang Feng contemplated for a while, then took out another dragon bast paper, silently recited an incantation, and tossed out the dragon bast paper. The dragon bast paper rose into the air, turned into a 10-meter-long alchemical boat, and landed on the gray river.
Once the alchemical boat landed on the gray river, it was corroded by the gray gas and sank into the gray river.
“What a weird river! It seems that I can only use that boat to cross it!” Yang Feng frowned. Taking firm and steady steps, he set foot on the boat.
After Yang Feng’s group of three boarded the gray, worn-out boat that looked like it was about to fall apart, it still kept afloat without any signs of sinking.
When he saw this, Yang Feng heaved a sigh of relief, then picked the paddle and began rowing.
As the paddle rowed and the grey boat moved, a bizarre might slowly spread from the abyss of the gray river.
When Yang Feng sensed the terrifying might, his body suddenly became very tense, virtually unable to budge.
The horrifying existence hidden deep in the gray river was a horrible monster superior to ordinary gods.
When the fierce and overwhelming might arose, the gray paddle released a gray light downward, and the terrible might disappeared.
“So this thing is a treasure!” Yang Feng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He looked at the gray paddle in his hands for a while, and his eyes glittered with a peculiar light.
No matter how long he looked at the gray paddle, Yang Feng could not tell what material it was made from, nor could he tell what was special about it. If it hadn’t released the gray light just now, he would not have known that the gray paddle contained such terrible power.
After crossing the bizarre gray river, Yang Feng jumped off the boat, then took out a dimensional badge and operated it, trying to get the gray boat and paddle inside the dimensional badge.
Pop! The dimensional badge crumbled and burst apart, and countless pieces splashed about.
As if stimulated by something, the gray boat swam slowly but firmly towards the other side of the gray river on its own.
“This treasure won’t be collected that easily!” Yang Feng looked at the gray boat, and his eyes shimmered with regret. He turned around and walked away.
After crossing the bizarre gray river, a palace towering high into the clouds that looked like it propped the dome of heaven appeared in Yang Feng’s line of sight.
Resplendent light enveloped the domineering palace, setting the palace off and making it look like the temple of legends where gods dwelt.
“Since I cannot retreat, I can only go in and have a look!” When he suddenly saw the palace appear, Yang Feng’s eyebrows wrinkled and then loosened. A look of resolve in his eyes, he strode towards the palace.