After separating an embodiment, Yang Feng's true body and embodiment simultaneously began to read all the information about the Feisuo Plane, learning continuously.
Time passed, and three months passed in the blink of an eye.
Yang Feng arrived at the Demon-Fighting Sect's External Office. The one in charge of receiving him was still Han Ning.
When Han Ning saw Yang Feng arrive, his eyes flashed with a touch of unwillingness. He wanted to say something, but then hesitated. Finally, he gave a long sigh and said: "Come with me!"
The difficulty of a level-2 Warlock entering the Feisuo Plane, a primary material plane that could contend with the Cangzhi Plane, and killing a demigod rank expert could be well imagined.
The Demon-Fighting Sect set up such an assessment mission in order to recruit peak experts above the Starry Sky Warlock rank.
At the same time, it was also to eliminate a large number of silk pants who used their family's power to help hunt demigod rank freaks.
Even Great Warlocks would find it very difficult to complete such an assessment mission, let alone a level-2 Warlock like Yang Feng.
Yang Feng followed Han Ning to the top floor of the Demon-Fighting Sect's External Office. After passing through a teleportation array, they appeared in front of a huge palace.
In front of the huge palace, there was a golden gate. In front of the golden gate sat two old men, one fat and one thin.
Yang Feng looked at the two old men with a glance, and his pupils constricted slightly. He couldn't sense the life force emitted by the two old men. This showed that even without using secret methods, the two old men could completely restrain their life force, making people feel that they were ordinary people.
Han Ning said respectfully to the two old men: "Elder Luo Zheng, Elder Luo Ming, this is Yang Feng, he wants to go to the Feisuo Plane to participate in the assessment!"
The thin old man didn't open his eyes.
The fat old man opened his eyes, and two divine lights shot out of his eyes and swept Yang Feng.
A feeling of being seen through instantly pervaded Yang Feng's body.
The fat old man threw a gray jade card to Yang Feng and said lightly: "This is a return jade card. After completing the mission, crush this jade card, and we'll find a way to pick you up.
However, it won't be instantaneous.
If you don't complete the mission and crush this jade card, only death awaits you. "
Yang Feng took the jade card and said: "Yes!
I understand! "
The fat old man closed his eyes.
Ka ka ka!
Amidst the loud noises, the golden door slowly opened, revealing a wide and deep Planar Path that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Yang Feng stepped into the planar passageway.
A formidable spatial force enveloped Yang Feng in a flash, and a dizzy feeling of dizziness flooded his mind.
Once the dizziness disappeared, Yang Feng heaved a long sigh, he discovered that he was already on top of a desolate hilltop.
Yang Feng carefully sized up the surroundings for a while and mused: "So cautious. In order to prevent me from discovering the exit of the planar passageway, they set up a random teleportation array at the end of the planar passageway and teleported me here."
"The Feisuo Plane has countless gods.
At the time, the 6th Warlock Dynasty had subdued the gods of this plane, and their mechanical legion had been seen by them.
If I use the mechanical army and nuclear bombs on a large scale in this world, it will attract their attention, and then it will be over. "
Yang Feng silently calculated in his heart.
The Feisuo Plane was different from the Turandot Subcontinent, as this plane had gods.
Each of the countless gods possessed terrifying might, greatly limiting the might of Yang Feng's mechanical legion, making it impossible for him to unleash a large number of mechanical legions to fight the gods.
Otherwise, the gods of the Feisuo Plane might unite to deal with him.
Yang Feng silently recited an incantation and pointed at the sky.
A magic radiance flickered, and a huge eye formed in the sky, observing the area within a radius of dozens of kilometers.
Yang Feng's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Found it, there's a city over there."
Yang Feng's figure changed slightly, and he turned into a blond, blue-eyed, and tall westerner.
The Feisuo Plane was a plane dominated by westerners, and the human gods were basically westerners.
At present, Yang Feng didn't have the strength to challenge that terrifying power.
Yang Feng walked along a muddy road covered in dust and livestock excrement for about five kilometers, before a city with a 10-meter-tall city wall appeared in front of him.
In front of the city stood eight Western human warriors. They were not wearing any armor, had deep eyes, high noses, and fair skin, and were about to collapse their swords.
The captain of the eight warriors stepped forward and stopped Yang Feng, saying: "Stop, please show me your identity document."
On the Feisuo Plane, the human world was divided into four classes: slaves, subjects, freedmen, and aristocrats.
Slaves and subjects of lords couldn't freely leave the territory of lords.
Only freedmen and aristocrats could freely travel throughout the continent.
"Humph!"
Yang Feng snorted coldly, spread the fingers of his hand, and a flame suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Wizard!
I'm sorry, Your Honorable Excellency, please forgive me for offending you! "
When the captain saw the flame in Yang Feng's hand, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he bowed and said respectfully.
The rest of the warriors looked at Yang Feng with a touch of respect in their eyes.
On the Feisuo Plane, Wizards were lofty existences, and their status was comparable to that of aristocrats.
They could freely travel throughout the world.
Many aristocrats took pride in being able to recruit a Wizard to serve them.
Moreover, on the Feisuo Plane, the number of Wizards was very small. Out of 100,000 people, there might not even be one Wizard.
"This is my power, my own power." Yang Feng looked at the 8 respectful warriors, and a touch of pleasure welled up inside him.
On the Turandot Subcontinent, relying on the tremendous power of the xizu mechanical legion, Yang Feng defeated countless powerful enemies, and finally unified the entire Turandot Subcontinent and became its king.
However, he was very clear that it was mainly by relying on the power of the mechanical legion that he achieved that step.
But now, on the Feisuo Plane, the power he possessed was enough to make people revere him. This feeling made him somewhat unable to stop, and he was very pleased.
"Get lost, you lowly commoners! Quickly make way for Master Wizard to enter the city!"
A warrior immediately berated the farmers and merchants waiting to enter the city, driving them away and making way for Yang Feng.
Yang Feng entered the city.
In the city, the roads were extremely muddy, livestock's excrement could be seen everywhere, and there was a lot of dust. Most of the buildings in the city were made of wood, exuding a backward and ancient aura of the Western Middle Ages.
Yang Feng swept the city with a glance and frowned slightly: "This is the Feisuo Plane that can contend with the Cangzhi Plane?
This is unbelievable! "
This human city couldn't even compare to many cities in the backward places like the Turandot Subcontinent.
Yang Feng arrived in front of a mermaid and bear bar, pushed the door open, and entered.
As soon as he entered the bar, Yang Feng saw burly mercenaries gulping down alcohol and eating meat, while uttering vulgar words and flirting with the waitresses in the bar.
Yang Feng went to the bartender who was mixing drinks in front of the counter, and with a light flick, a gold coin drew a beautiful parabola and fell in front of the bartender.
Yang Feng said: "I want to go to the Rydgex City, so I need an experienced and reputable mercenary group to escort me.
Tell me, what's a reasonable price to hire such a mercenary group? "
The bartender smiled and put away the gold coin: "It depends on the number of people you hire.
From the Wood Speech City to the Rydgex City, it's about ten days' journey.
The journey isn't too dangerous, and paying 3 silver coins per person per day is already enough.
Of course, the more reputable and stronger mercenary groups, the higher the price. "
The common currency of the Feisuo Plane was gold coins, 1 gold coin = 10 silver coins = 1,000 copper coins.
"Hey, young man, hire our Bear Strength mercenary group!
Our mercenary group has 10 good lads, each of whom is a seasoned mercenary. "
A burly man with a bear-like build and a big beard strode towards Yang Feng and said with a hearty laugh: "For each of us, you only need to pay 5 silver coins per day."
A middle-aged man with a thin figure and a gloomy temperament between his eyebrows came over and said with a smile towards Yang Feng: "Hello, I'm Lek, the leader of the Storm Wolves mercenary group.
Our Storm Wolves mercenary group has 13 members.
For each of us, you only need to pay 2 silver coins per day, and you'll be able to get the services of the 13 members of the Storm Wolves mercenary group to safely escort you to the Rydgex City. "
A beautiful woman with a height of 1.8 meters, wheat-colored skin, and regular facial features, who was much taller than many men, strode towards Yang Feng and said: "Mister, please hire our White Lily mercenary group!
Our White Lily mercenary group only has 5 people, but it's the mercenary group with the best reputation in the Wood Speech City.
There's no record of us going back on our word.
For each of us, you only need to pay 8 silver coins per day, and we'll do our best to protect you. "
Lek's face stiffened. As if a viper, he stared at the beautiful woman with a tall figure and said coldly: "Katy, what's the meaning of this?"
Katy said with a cold smile: "What do I mean? You're well aware of it!"
Yang Feng had read a lot of information about the Feisuo Plane and knew that there were all sorts of people among mercenaries. Many mercenaries would normally do normal business, but would secretly kill their employers.
If choosing a mercenary group wasn't suitable, then it would definitely be courting death.
Yang Feng said with a slight smile: "There's no need to fight over it. I think that beautiful women are better.
The White Lily mercenary group is fine. "
Once he said that, the leader of the Bear Strength mercenary group gave Yang Feng a somewhat odd look, then gave a chuckle, turned around, and returned to his mercenary group.
The bartender also gave Yang Feng a somewhat odd look, but remained silent.
Lek gave a cold smile and said meaningfully: "Good, good, good!
You're on your own! "