People are devoured and become Luo Feng's golden finger

Chapter 209 Entering the Demon Mountain; The 'Disciple' I Picked Up

"Don't rush to send it to Master Qianwu. Let's go to Demon Mountain and get the inheritance first."

Luo Feng glanced at the palace treasures in front of him, and with a thought, returned to the Meteorite Starship.

Summon the Hundred-Vine Star-Eating Grass, which is specifically used for teleporting to the divine realm, and have it open the divine realm passage.

In a flash of golden light, the Meteorite Star disappeared.

The secret realm of Taichu.

In the void of the shattered star belt, golden light shone, and the Meteorite Starship appeared there.

The Meteorite then accelerated to the speed of light, entered the dark universe, and flew directly towards Demon Mountain.

Demon Mountain, ostensibly a training ground for core members of the Primordial Secret Realm, is marked as 'Extreme Level'.

But secretly, it is the place where the Demon Sound God and the Frost God inherit their legacy.

The so-called divine inheritance is actually a legacy deliberately scattered throughout the primordial universe by the Ancestral God Cult in order to acquire a group of promising talents and strengthen its own power.

From lowest to highest, the inheritances are divided into three thousand divine messengers, seventy-two divine generals, and eight great beast gods. These correspond to the levels of invincible king, cosmic overlord, and cosmic master, respectively.

Around the Demon Mountain, in a place called the Nine Star Sea, there are nine ancient planets, each much larger than a star, inhabited by countless natives.

If these natives of the Nine Star Sea want to join the virtual universe and gain freedom, the only way is to venture into the Demon Mountain.

At this moment, at the foot of the 1.8 million-kilometer-high Demon Mountain, there is a canyon platform.

One by one, the natives of the Nine Star Sea sat cross-legged or stood chatting, waiting for the Demon Mountain Trial to begin.

These natives of the Nine Star Sea look very similar to humans in appearance and height, the only major difference being that they have two curved horns on their foreheads.

Some have black curved corners, while others have silver-white curved corners.

In a corner against the mountain wall, Luo Fengyuan, the demonic clone transformed into a native, leaned against the rocks, closing his eyes to comprehend the laws of space.

He has been at the Demon Mountain for ten days.

Since the Demon Mountain is only open to core members at the cosmic level, if Luo Feng wants to enter the Demon Mountain, he either needs to talk to Teacher Qianwu and ask for special privileges.

Or they could sneak in by themselves.

Originally, Luo Feng planned to use the first method, to enter openly and honestly.

However, after offending the cosmic venerable one named Boswa, and considering various other factors, Luo Feng ultimately chose the latter approach out of caution and to keep a low profile.

First, they found a Nine-Star Sea native at the Realm Lord level who wanted to participate in the Demon Mountain Trial among the nine ancient planets surrounding Demon Mountain. Then, using the 'copy' talent secret technique of the Abyss Demon clone, they copied the other party's soul and life aura, transformed into the other party, and came to Demon Mountain to participate in the Demon Mountain Trial.

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"Teacher, how much longer do we have to wait?"

A voice reached Luo Feng's ears from the side, causing him to stop cultivating and open his eyes.

The speaker was a girl with silver-white curved horns. The girl had fair and tender skin, and although her appearance was not stunning, she was still very pretty and cute.

"Nawa, be quiet. Don't you know you're not allowed to talk here? If you want to speak, use soul transmission," Luo Feng said gently.

The indigenous girl named Nava shrank back, covered her mouth, and then used telepathy to say...
"I'm sorry, teacher."

Beside Nava, the boy with black curved horns also transmitted his voice, saying, "Nava, you are really too reckless. The teacher clearly told you before, and you still made such a basic mistake."

"Haise, I'm a little excited. This is my first time in the Holy Land," Nava said, sounding a little aggrieved.

In the eyes of the natives of Jiuxinghai, Demon Mountain is called a sacred place.

Luo Feng watched this scene with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

The native realm master whose aura he copied also brought two cosmic-level disciples with him to participate in the Demon Mountain Trial.

Luo Feng originally intended to send the two of them home, as he didn't want to take two burdens with him. However, both disciples were orphans who had been cultivating with their master and had no fixed abode. He didn't know where to send them.

Of course, there are many ways to get rid of these two burdens, whether it's killing them or knocking them out and putting them in the world ring.

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"Oh well, it'll just be a bit noisy, it won't affect my plans," Luo Feng thought to himself.

The other party's teacher is still unconscious inside his world ring.

Luo Feng planned to release the other party's teacher from the world ring after entering the Demon Mountain, and then let him take care of his two disciples himself.

He would not slaughter or harm innocent people unless absolutely necessary. Luo Feng also copied the memories of that native realm lord, knowing that the three of them, master and disciples, had not done anything evil and were all kind people.

Although the cultivation environment in Nine Star Sea is also one where the strong are respected, it is more peaceful. One strong person after another establishes a sect and takes on disciples, hoping that their clan will produce more geniuses and more strong people who can enter the Virtual Universe Company, leave the small Nine Star Sea, and venture into the universe.

It was extremely different from the Blood Luo World that Luo Feng had visited before. The Blood Luo World was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. Every guy who became a city lord or world city lord was a butcher whose hands were stained with the blood of countless innocent souls before he could sit in that position.

In the Blood Luo World, there are over ten thousand races. Under the rule of the Immortal Temple, there is no racial distinction, no racial honor, and no way to contact the primordial universe.

Therefore, Luo Feng would not feel any psychological pressure in slaughtering and enslaving the native powerhouses of the Blood Luo World. The two sides were enemies in terms of their camps, and once they knew that he was an outsider, they would definitely go crazy and want to kill him.

However, these natives of the Nine Star Sea are, to some extent, already vassals of the human race and also part of it.

"Each time the Holy Land Trial begins, we need to gather 10,000 people. You two wait patiently and don't make any more noise." Luo Feng transmitted his voice to his two 'disciples', then closed his eyes and continued cultivating.

Time passes slowly.

The number of indigenous people on the valley platform is also increasing.

Soon, ten thousand people had gathered.

Amidst the expectant gazes of all the natives, a group of deacons dressed in silver flew out from the magnificent hall above the valley.

Each of the silver-clad deacons was a Realm Lord level, and the silver robes they wore were standard fifth-tier Force battle suits issued by the Virtual Universe Company. They exuded a powerful aura and had a cold attitude.

"Ten thousand people are enough. The Demon Mountain is about to open. Everyone go and get your identity tokens and then go in!"

The silver-clad steward, who had reached the ninth level of the Realm Lord, flew above tens of thousands of natives and spoke from his high position.

After saying that, he left the place.

The natives showed no anger at the silver-clad deacon's arrogant attitude; instead, they were delighted and hurriedly flew towards a large hall ahead.

"Let's go get our ID cards too."

At some point, Luo Feng opened his eyes, stood up from the ground, gave an instruction to his two 'disciples', and then took the lead.

The aura of a realm master emanating from him caused the other natives around him to subconsciously move away slightly.

"Yes, teacher." Nava and Hayes nodded excitedly. Although they had only waited for about ten days, it felt like an eternity to them. They had no heart for cultivation during these days and had been counting whether they had enough people.

After Luo Feng and his two disciples each received a black token, they flew towards Demon Mountain.

The Demon Mountain is 1.8 million kilometers high and has two sides: the front side is the 'Demon Sound Mountain' and the back side is the 'Frost Mountain'.

Luo Feng naturally entered from the front, since the inheritance of the Demon Sound God General was now vacant.

As for the Frozen Mountain, we'll have to wait and see. We'll see if we can scan and analyze the Frozen God's legacy before the inheritance is activated.

Inside one of the countless holes and cavities on the surface of Demon Sound Mountain.

Luo Feng suddenly stopped flying.

"Teacher, why did you stop?" Nava and Hayes asked in surprise, but they obediently stopped as well.

However, the next moment, the two of them were trapped in an illusion.

Luo Feng glanced at the stunned boy and girl, then waved his hand, and an old man two meters tall with a pair of black curved horns on his forehead appeared on the ground.

"Wake up." With a thought, Luo Feng released the mental blockade he had placed on the other person's soul.

The old man with black, curved horns slowly woke up.

Then his expression immediately changed, and the power of the world within his body was about to surge and erupt.

Buzz~!

A terrifying, solid sense of spatial and temporal oppression confined an area of ​​several hundred meters, rendering the black-horned old man completely immobile.

Only then did the black-haired old man see Luo Feng, whose appearance, face, and even aura were exactly the same as his, and he was immediately horrified.

"If you want to live, shut up." Luo Feng sneered.

At this moment, he was using the original core he carried with him to allow the World Tree clone to exert its ability to control space and time.

With the opening of worlds and the World Tree avatar's advancement to the seventh level of World Lord, at a level of three thousand times the life gene, it can forcibly kill and shatter the body of a ninth-level World Lord simply by relying on its ability to control spacetime, weakening the strength of an ordinary initial-level Immortal by hundreds of times, making it extremely difficult for them to move.

Sensing the difference in strength, the old native, who was only a sixth-level Realm Lord, immediately understood, his eyes darting around to indicate that he knew.

Only then did Luo Feng break free from the confinement of the surrounding space-time.

As soon as he was released from his restraints, the old man with black curved horns knelt down with a thud and said tremblingly, "My lord, what can I do for you? I will do my best to serve you as long as I can do it."

Looking at the cowardly old man with black curved horns, Luo Feng thought of his own identical appearance and his lips twitched, revealing his true form.

Three meters tall, with silver skin, two pairs of silver curved horns on its forehead, and scarlet pupils. In appearance, it is quite similar to these natives of the Nine Star Sea, especially in that they all have curved horns.

"I don't need you to do anything. I'm just using your identity to enter Demon Mountain," Luo Feng said calmly.

He wasn't worried that the appearance of the Abyss Demon clone would be associated with him, after all, the Abyss Demon clone was the Abyss Demon clone, what did it have to do with him, Luo Feng?
Moreover, his strength is no longer weak. Whether it is the Abyss Demon clone or the Golden Horned Beast itself, they should be able to make a good roam in the primordial universe.

Making a name for yourself can also give you another identity.

When the time comes, things that the real Earthling can't do, will be done by his alternate identity.

"Demon Mountain. Is this a sacred place?" The black-horned old man snapped out of his daze upon seeing Luo Feng's changed appearance, and his heart skipped a beat.

I hadn't noticed it before, but now that I'm paying close attention, I can indeed hear faint demonic sounds permeating my ears and affecting my soul.

However, since he had only just entered Demon Sound Mountain, the influence was very weak. Even a cosmic-level being could easily resist it, let alone him, who was a realm lord.

"This is Demon Sound Mountain, the front of Demon Mountain. You already know the information about Demon Sound Mountain, since you originally planned to enter Demon Mountain as well." Luo Feng said, tossing his black token to the other party, along with a world ring.
"The contents of this world ring are my compensation to you."

After saying that, Luo Feng disappeared and went deep into the cave.

A moment after he left, the old man with the black curved horns cautiously got up from the ground and excitedly infused the power of the world into the world ring.

"What a huge world ring!" The black-horned old man was secretly shocked and excited as soon as he began to refine the world ring. With his strength, it would probably take him hundreds of thousands of years to refine a world ring of this size, and it would also require extremely precious metal materials.

This single world ring is worth hundreds of times more than his entire fortune.

This is no exaggeration. Even though Luo Feng, as a member of the Primal Secret Realm, could get a 30% discount, this world ring, which is 100 million kilometers long, wide, and high, would still cost 7 Mixed Yuan Units to purchase.

Of course, this amount of money was insignificant to Luo Feng.

"This is... the primal energy combat suit used by the adults of Virtual Universe Corporation? A primal energy weapon?!"

Soon, the old man with the black, curved horns let out a cry of surprise.

Within the world ring, there were several piles of items and resources stacked up like mountains.

Young plant life support, third-, fourth-, and fifth-tier primal energy combat suits, primal energy weapons, and spaceships, etc.

It looks like a pile of all sorts of odds and ends.

"Thank you, sir."

The old man with black, curved horns suddenly bowed deeply to the spot where Luo Feng had left. He never expected that the other party would not only not kill him, but would also prepare a great gift for him.

"Could it be that this lord has taken a liking to my two disciples?" After the initial excitement, the old man with the black curved horns couldn't help but wonder.

Otherwise, why would the other party be so easy to talk to, and even provide a resource that could cultivate several universe-level beings to the level of world lords?

"It should be." The old man with black curved horns seemed to understand something, and looked at his two silly disciples who were still immersed in the illusion, a hint of doting in his eyes.

If Luo Feng knew all those thoughts going through that old native man's mind, he would be utterly speechless.

These items and resources were not specially prepared for the three of them by Luo Feng; they were simply a world ring relic that he randomly took from the group of ordinary immortal gods who were killed under the Blood Demon King's command.

He himself didn't know what was inside, but after all, it was the legacy of an ordinary immortal god. No matter how poor it was, it was still an extremely precious treasure for a native world lord.

"I hope they can survive."

Luo Feng, who had already traveled hundreds of thousands of kilometers into the Demon Sound Mountain, thought to himself.

After spending some time together, those two women, Nava and Hayes, were quite similar in personality to his child.

However, the Mountain Trial, which allows one to join the Virtual Universe Company, is also quite brutal.

There are two methods: one is to survive in the Demon Mountain for a month; the other is to kill other people and obtain a thousand black tokens or one red token.

(End of this chapter)