Volume 1 Chapter 151: White Start, the God of Murder

  Yang Feng, relying on his repeated clashes with the giant skull to develop the power within his body, finally gained the upper hand in terms of strength and forced the giant skull back multiple times. This enraged the giant skull, causing it to let out a loud roar. Feeling that his physical strength could no longer be developed through battles with the giant skull, Yang Feng decided to take advantage of the situation and finish off the giant skull once and for all.

  He raised the demon blade in his hand, gathered all his strength, and then circulated the true energy inside his body to infuse it into the demon blade. Then, he jumped up again, and the demon blade slashed down from top to bottom. Yang Feng was now more and more satisfied with this demon blade. Not only did it not require too much true energy to produce a very long blade aura, but also when using only his physical strength and the giant skull's super-large slashing horse knife, there was no damage at all. The sharp blade body remained as it was initially.

  Yang Feng swung the demon sword down from above, a thirty-meter-long black blade edge slashing towards the giant skull. This knife not only contained Yang Feng's full strength but also added his true energy. Even if this blow couldn't kill the giant skull, it could at least heavily injure it. If it couldn't heavily injure it, then at the very least, it had to leave some mark on its body!

  This is the most frustrating place for Yang Feng. In the battle with the giant skull, Yang Feng had many times infused his entire body's power into the demon knife to slash at the giant skull's body, but he couldn't leave even a single mark on it. The giant skull's skeleton was simply too abnormal. Looking at the giant skull's silver-colored bones all over its body, Yang Feng thought that maybe in the future he should also make use of the moon's energy to strengthen his own body's skeletal defense?

  Yang Feng used his demonic knife to send out a 30-meter-long black blade, like a black lightning bolt slashing towards the giant skull. The giant skull saw the blade charging towards him and let out an angry roar, raising the oversized chopping knife in his hand, also gathering all his strength to slash at the blade.

  Just as the giant skull's slash was about to hit Yang Feng's black knife aura, a figure suddenly appeared between the giant skull and Yang Feng's knife aura. Then, this figure's left hand swung at Yang Feng's knife aura, causing his 30-meter-long black knife aura to disappear! His right hand lightly tapped on the giant skull's slash, sending the massive slash and the giant skull retreating backward for over a dozen steps before stopping.

  Yang Feng looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and his movements, his pupils suddenly contracted, psychologically took a deep breath, thinking what kind of person this was, how could he have such strength, with one swing of his hand, the knife aura he emitted was blown away, and with one flick of his finger, the giant skull was repelled dozens of steps back. What terrifying strength is this!

  Suddenly, the figure's appearance emerged, and it was also a tall and majestic person with a very rough face, a full beard, and a black armor on his body. The two shoulders of the armor were two tiger heads, and this armor made him even more majestic.

  Such a person, in Yang Feng's opinion, should either be a dark-faced man, or if he was to have a life of his own, he should be a person with a full body of ancient bronze-colored skin. However, the skin of this mighty and majestic man with a thick beard was actually whiter than that of a woman. His face and hands were all like that, and not just an ordinary snowy white color, but a pale color without any blood color! Moreover, Yang Feng also saw that on this mighty man's body, there seemed to be a faint aura of icy coldness emanating from him!

  This powerful man floated in the air, looking at Yang Feng and the giant skull. Yang Feng didn't make any moves either, just staring at this person. The giant skull saw the person who had knocked it flying and immediately knelt down, just like ancient Chinese soldiers kneeling before their general, with one knee on the ground, one hand grasping a horse-cutting knife, and the other hand placed horizontally across its chest.

  The powerful man didn't pay attention to the giant skull's kneeling, but instead turned around to look at Yang Feng, then opened his mouth. A hoarse voice came out of his mouth, "Wu Anjun has invited you, please follow me."

  The sound made Yang Feng feel very uncomfortable, but after hearing his words, Yang Feng was shocked in his heart. Yang Feng didn't know who the Wu An Jun he mentioned was, what shocked Yang Feng was that there were actually people in this underground world! Looking at the majestic appearance of this big man, it seemed to be dressed in the style of the Qin Dynasty of Huaxia, could they be people from the Qin Dynasty?! How did they end up living here?

  Although he had doubts in his heart, Yang Feng did not show any expression. He looked at the powerful big man who was already flying forward and called out to Xiao Qing to change back into a one-foot-tall appearance and put it in his own arms. As for Jin Canhuangmu, he let it follow him by his side. Then Yang Feng also flew in with the powerful big man towards the inside.

  With the leadership of the mighty Great Han, those skull troops no longer dared to block Yang Feng's way. As they flew forward, Yang Feng became more and more astonished, because the deeper he went inside, not only did the space become even more enormous, but also every certain distance would have a team of about one hundred soldiers patrolling and guarding, these soldiers were not those skull soldiers outside, but real people, just like that mighty Great Han, they were all flesh-and-blood humans, except for their skin being whiter than women's which was a bit strange!

  All the patrolling soldiers who saw the majestic man flying over their heads would kneel on one knee and salute, before continuing to patrol. Yang Feng saw this scene and knew that the majestic man in front of him must be a general or something, otherwise he wouldn't have received such respect from the soldiers. But who was Wu An Jun? Although the majestic man's words made people feel uncomfortable, when mentioning Wu An Jun, Yang Feng clearly felt his reverence and admiration for Wu An Jun!

  As he continued to fly forward, Yang Feng saw more and more soldiers, whose auras were absolutely stronger than those of the skull soldiers outside. At this time, Yang Feng secretly took a cold breath, fortunately, it was this powerful man who came out to bring himself in, if he had forced his way in, even if he had killed the giant skull before, he might not have passed through the defense here!

  Very soon, Yang Feng was taken to the front of a large camp by that powerful big man. This is a truly ancient military camp, occupying a very large space. Looking at this scale of the military camp, Yang Feng estimated that there should be more than 500,000 people in this military camp, and they are all extremely strong individuals. In his heart, Yang Feng secretly thought that if these people were to go out, then the entire Huaxia would be finished!

  Although modern technology is highly developed and hot weapons are very powerful, Yang Feng knows that these people here absolutely cannot be dealt with by ordinary hot weapons. Judging from the strong aura emanating from these soldiers' bodies, Yang Feng has every reason to believe that such an army appearing on the outside would absolutely be a tiger-wolf team that is invincible under heaven!

  Moreover, there is not only one military camp here. On the opposite side of this large camp, there is another large camp. The scale of that camp is in no way smaller than the one Yang Feng and his group are currently in. Looking at the two confronting camps, Yang Feng guessed that this might be a place where two armies confront each other, but he didn't know who the warring parties were.

  Yang Feng also discovered that after arriving here, the demonic energy contained in the air was even thicker. However, this place is no longer a dark world because there are torches in the military camp. But when Yang Feng saw those torches, he felt a chill run down his spine, because those torches were made of skulls, and the light emitted by the torches was the soul fire inside those skulls!

  Following the powerful man, they walked to the largest tent in the entire military camp. After entering the tent, the powerful man directly knelt on the ground and said in a hoarse voice that made Yang Feng feel very uncomfortable, "Report, Wu An Jun, the person has been brought over!"

  Yang Feng looked forward and saw a long table at the far end of the military tent, with a person sitting behind it. The man was not very tall, about the same height as Yang Feng, and compared to the robust warriors and other generals standing in the tent, he was almost a dwarf. He had a slender build, wore no armor, only a Confucian robe, and his face was pale and beardless, looking very delicate. Judging by his age, he should be around 30 or 40 years old. This person gave Yang Feng the impression of being a weak scholar, but he seemed to be the highest-ranking person in the military camp!

  "Uh, okay, you go down first." The man known as Wu Anjun spoke to the burly man in a voice that was completely normal and without any hoarseness, but it gave Yang Feng an inexplicable sense of majesty.

  "Who are you?! How did you get here?!" Wu Anjun said to Yang Feng.

  "My name is Yang Feng. I came in because someone dug a hole outside, causing the evil energy to leak out. I'm here to see if there's a way to stop it." Yang Feng told Wu Anjun truthfully, not intending to hide his purpose for coming in, as he knew it wouldn't do him any good. Telling the truth might even get him some help.

  "Yang Feng?! Why would you have the surname Yang?! Shouldn't it be Xiang instead?!" Wu Anjun seemed to be muttering to himself, but Yang Feng had heard his words.

  Yang Feng was taken aback by Wu Anjun's words, unsure of what he meant and why he couldn't be surnamed Yang but had to be surnamed Ji instead. Surnamed Ji? Yang Feng was suddenly shocked, as the surname Ji was only held by his maternal grandfather's direct descendants. Could it be that Wu Anjun had some connection with his maternal grandfather?

  "Who are you?! Why did you say that?!" Yang Feng asked Wu Anjun.

  "Haha, I am Bai Qi. As for why I said that, it's because of the ring on your hand!" General Wu Anjun Bai Qi said with a smile to Yang Feng.

  When Yang Feng heard the name Bai Qi, his mind went blank and he exclaimed in his heart, what?! The person in front of him who looked like a weak scholar was actually the Bai Qi known as the God of War and the God of Murder?! Yang Feng felt that this world was too fantastical, so fantastical that he almost didn't dare to believe it!