In the direction Luo Feng had left, even if those lifeforms wanted to stop him, they simply could not. Their forces were all concentrated toward Wan Sheng City, and anyone left behind who tried to block him was directly swept aside by Luo Feng. At the same time, he did not forget to collect the power of their remnant souls.
They could do nothing but watch as Luo Feng vanished from their sight.
Wan Sheng City was a vast city whose tones matched the dark gray earth.
As a super-sized city, it looked like a colossal monster sprawled across the continent.
At the very center of the city, in the Core Land roughly a thousand light-years beneath the ground, an enormous underground palace had been carved out. Everything within was exquisite and resplendent, vastly different from the colors outside.
At the deepest part of the palace lay a huge pool. Its water was thick and viscous, a black liquid within which phantasmal Ghost Faces appeared one after another. There were also treasures of all kinds within the pool, their power continuously flowing into it.
At the very center of the pool was a raised structure resembling an altar. All the liquid in the pool flowed toward it, making for an eerie sight.
At this moment, a figure sat cross-legged above the altar. It was clearly Wan Zhan, the Wan Sheng City Lord.
The power within the entire Nether Pool surged toward his body.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and a flicker of emotion appeared within them.
"Primordial Chaos Godfiend, Luo Feng... I sensed that his life level should be about the same as mine, yet I never expected him to be so strong. I actually wasn't his match." Wan Zhan was unwilling to accept it.
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