Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
During these three years, Yang Feng has gained a clearer understanding of the True Holiness Heaven.
In the True Holiness Heaven, most of the secret realms and treasure lands are in the hands of the major races and the two holy lands.
Apart from this, there are only some danger zones that even Eternal Realm powerhouses can enter.
At this time, Yang Feng is already a 7th Firmament Eternal Realm powerhouse. As such, there are very few fortuitous encounters and treasures that can make him stronger.
In the Azure Temple, there are treasures that can make Yang Feng stronger quickly. However, such treasures require an astronomical number of contribution points.
Rather than risking his life to search for treasures, he might as well complete Azure Temple's missions, get contribution points, and use them to purchase various treasures of heaven and earth in the Azure Temple.
Yang Feng made up his mind: "It seems that becoming the Young Master of the Azure Temple is the best way to get stronger quickly!"
Yang Feng pressed the Azure Ring with his hand, and a blue ray of light entered the void.
After a dozen plus breaths of time, the figure of the Blue Star Pagoda Master appeared in the void.
The Blue Star Pagoda Master asked: "Yang Feng, why are you looking for me?"
Yang Feng replied: "I've decided!
I'm going to guard the Westmist Demon Realm! "
The Blue Star Pagoda Master uttered: "Okay, wait a few days. I'll apply to the higher-ups to make you the master of the Westmist Demon Realm!"
Once an ordinary 1st Firmament Eternal Realm powerhouse goes to the battlefield, they will become a foot soldier or a small leader.
Once a Young Master candidate like Yang Feng goes to a region, he can rise to the top in a single bound and become the master of a region.
Seven days later.
At the junction of the True Holiness Heaven and the Myriad Demonic Heaven, the Westmist Demon Realm, in a temple in the center of the Westmist Demon Realm, a blue ray shone, and Yang Feng walked out of a portal.
"Greetings, Sir! I am the deputy master of the Westmist Demon Realm, the Lord of Flames!"
A handsome man with long crimson hair, engraved with countless mysterious fire runes, and exuding an overbearing aura walked over and saluted Yang Feng.
Yang Feng said lightly: "Summon the generals of the Westmist Demon Realm!"
The Lord of Flames raised his eyebrows and said: "Yes!
My Lord! "
An hour later, in the Demonic Mist Hall, Yang Feng is sitting on the seat of honor. There are only two 4th Firmament Eternal Realm powerhouses sitting on the 12 seats below.
The two experts at the Fourth Firmament of the Eternal Realm were the two commanders of the West Mist Demon Territory, City Master Radar and Lord of the Glorious River.
Yang Feng frowned and said: "Aren't there 12 commanders in the West Mist Demonic Realm?
Why are there only two of them? "
The radar city head said with an unruly expression: "Sir Yang Feng!
The West Mist Demon Region is something that our Lord Controller spent a great deal of effort to conquer.
You descended from the sky and snatched away the territory that Lord Controller had conquered! We won't accept this!
But this is an order from Temple, we can only obey.
But don't expect us to work for you.
We have already applied for a transfer. We will be leaving in a few days. "
"Mm, what you said makes sense!
I allow you to leave right now!!
I've approved your transfer orders! "
Yang Feng nodded calmly and pressed the Azure Ring. With a flash of light, he approved the transfer orders of the 11 commanders of the West Mist Demonic Domain.
"Thank you, great commander!"
The radar city head was taken aback, then saluted Yang Feng and strode outside.
Yang Feng asked: "Lord of Flames, are you leaving as well?"
The Lord of Flames saluted Yang Feng and said: "Sir Yang Feng, in this era, the Azure Temple's Young Master can only be Sacred Wind.
I don't want to offend Sir Sacred Wind, so I can only resign and leave. Please forgive me.
Of course, I will take care of the handover before I leave. "
The Azure Temple has 100 Young Master candidates. Among them, there are three people with the most support, namely Sacred Wind, Eye of Primordial Darkness, and Lightning of Desolation.
These three powerhouses are all 8th Firmament Eternal Realm powerhouses. According to legend, these three powerhouses can contend against Eternal Realm powerhouses.
Yang Feng uttered with a faint smile: "I understand!"
Yang Feng asked curiously: "Now that you are the only one left, Lord of the Glorious River, the other commanders have already left. Why do you stay?"
Shrouded in dense killing intent, the Glorious River Lord uttered indifferently: "It's simple!
I want to kill a demon whelp here.
I won't leave until I kill him.
Sir Controller, I am willing to obey all reasonable orders you issue. "
"Enemy attack!
Enemy attack!
The West Mist Demon Race has launched an attack! "
"It's the 9th legion of the West Mist Demon Race!"
"Traces of the 8th legion of the West Mist Demon Race have been found!"
"The 19th line of defense has been breached!"
"The 18th line of defense has been breached!"
"..."
Loud and clear alarms sounded in the Demon Mist Palace.
The Lord of Flames's countenance changed dramatically, and his eyes flashed with anger and panic: "The 8th and 9th legions of the West Mist Demon Race!
Damn it, those are the two trump card legions of the West Mist Demon Race. The 9th legion commander Xilan Mufeng and the 8th legion commander Xilan Luosheng are both 7th Firmament Eternal Realm powerhouses.
Yet they chose to attack at this time!
How abominable! "
Originally, the Demonic Mist Star was a bridgehead for the Azure Temple to enter the Demonic Mist Realm and was guarded by a 7th Firmament Eternal Realm controller.
In addition, there were also the barriers of the Demonic Mist Realm's 12 commanders.
It was practically impossible for the Demonic Mist Realm's demon powerhouses to capture the Demonic Mist Star.
However, the 12 commanders of the Demonic Mist Realm are no longer at their posts. As a controller, Yang Feng has just taken office and hasn't had time to familiarize himself with the Demonic Mist Star's barriers.
With the two legions of the West Mist Demon Race joining forces to attack, Yang Feng has no way out.
"Interesting, is this a show of strength?
It just so happens that I haven't fought for a long time!
Let's use these demons as a blood sacrifice!
Lord of Flames, Lord of Brilliance River, guard the headquarters for me. I'll go kill all the invaders! "
Yang Feng's eyes shimmered with frigid killing intent. He took a step, ripples appeared on his body, and he disappeared.
In a hall of the Demonic Mist Temple, there are 11 4th Firmament Eternal Realm powerhouses sitting. They are the 11 commanders of the Demonic Mist Star.
The complexion of a handsome commander with a horn on his head changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Damn it, the 8th and 9th legions of the West Mist Demon Race joined forces to attack!
To choose this time, damn it! "
A handsome commander with a dragon horn on his head sighed faintly and said: "This time, it's really bad. It seems that the Demonic Mist Star, which we worked so hard and sacrificed countless brothers to capture, is going to be ruined by the new controller.
I can't accept this! "
A commander with one eye blind and a fierce expression gritted his teeth and said: "I wonder what the higher-ups are thinking.
To think that a controller would appear out of nowhere and ruin the good situation of the Demonic Mist Star. "
A red-haired commander reeking of alcohol said unhurriedly: "After all, he is a Young Master Candidate!
It's a matter of course for him to carry out the trial by fire.
It's just that we're unlucky!
We were chosen by him. "
When he said this, everyone fell silent, and bitterness shimmered in their eyes.
They have been fighting and toiling in the Demonic Mist Star for more than 1,000 years.
The arrival of a young master candidate took away and destroyed everything they had, causing them to feel a sense of dejection in their hearts.
The city head said: "Let's retreat!
With the two legions of the West Mist Demon Race joining forces, we have no chance of winning!
It's not too late to retreat.
Once they break through all the barriers, we won't even be able to retreat. "
The other commanders were silent for a while, then looked at each other and quickly made the decision to retreat.
The handsome commander with a dragon horn on his head suddenly shouted: "Look!
The new controller has made a move! "
In the palace, on a huge crystal screen, ripples flickered, and a lifelike image appeared.
In the starry sky outside the Demonic Mist Star, there are countless monsters with black wings, wolf heads, scorpion tails, and four arms suspended in the air.
These monsters are the West Mist Demon Race.
The one with only one wolf head is the lowest rank West Mist Demon Race, which possesses Infinity Warlock rank power.
West Mist demons with two wolf heads possess Warlock Monarch rank power.
The three wolf-headed demons of the West Mist possessed Saint-level strength.
With every additional wolf head, the West Mist Devil Clan would gain another layer of strength.
In the starry sky outside the Demonic Mist Star, there are 20 billion West Mist Demons belonging to two different legions attacking the Demonic Mist Star frantically.
In the periphery of the Demonic Mist Star, there are a total of 16,000 stars forming a defensive barrier and 19 defensive lines resisting the invasion of the West Mist Demon Race.
Led by Eternal Sovereigns, countless Holy Ones and Empyreans are resisting by relying on the star barrier.
Every time they encountered a barrier that was difficult to break through, the commander of the West Mist Devil Army with 11 wolf heads would directly stretch out his claws and grab, directly tearing the barrier apart, and conveniently shattering the entire star with a single claw strike.
Countless human powerhouses have been routed from the front line and retreated in defeat.
With a flash of light, Yang Feng appeared in front of the West Mist Demon Race legion.
"You are the new controller of the Azure Temple, Yang Feng?
You are really pitiful, a loser abandoned by the Azure Temple.
Since you have been abandoned by the Azure Temple, death is your fate.
Submit to me, as long as you submit to me, submit to the great West Mist Mufeng, I will carry out a demon transformation ritual on you and make you one of us!
Otherwise, today will be the day you die! "
The 11 pairs of eyes of a West Mist Demon Race legion commander with a wolf head locked on Yang Feng, revealed frigid killing intent in his eyes, and uttered frigidly.
The other commander of the West Mist Demon Race legion Xilan Luosheng uttered in a bewitching voice: "Yang Feng, you have been abandoned by the Azure Temple and sold out by them!
You can't become the Young Master of the Azure Temple!
That's why you are facing a desperate situation today.
Give up on the humans!
Seek refuge with the demons.
This is your only way to survive! "