Inch by inch, the Taboo Magic Bead merged with Yang Feng's soul seed.
A vast and boundless force diffused from the Taboo Bead and frantically absorbed the spell models inside Yang Feng's spirit sea and poured them into the Taboo Bead.
Due to the power of the Taboo Bead, the power of the black dragon bloodline inside Yang Feng was extracted inch by inch and entered the Taboo Bead.
After losing the power of the black dragon bloodline, Yang Feng's aura weakened a lot.
Before long, the Taboo Magic Bead released formidable black dragon force that spread into Yang Feng's body, nourished and strengthened his fleshly body, and restored his original strength.
The Taboo Lord was a peerless expert who had fused the power of countless bloodlines and finally reached the summit.
The original version of the Taboo Text was a Bloodline Warlock text that used the power of the Taboo Magic Bead to fuse with the power of countless bloodlines and climb to the summit step by step.
Generally speaking, Bloodline Warlocks could only fuse with one bloodline and possess the power of one extraordinary life form's bloodline.
But after cultivating the Taboo Text, as long as you absorbed the power of countless extraordinary life forms' bloodlines, you could possess the terrifying power of countless extraordinary life forms.
Moreover, once you cultivated it to the peak, the power of countless life forms' bloodlines could even be fused into one and turned into taboo magic power, becoming a terrifying power that surpassed divine power.
Ten days later, Yang Feng completely fused with the Taboo Magic Bead and adapted to the transformed power.
With the help of the mystical fragrance, Yang Feng immediately began to attack the Great Warlock realm.
Time passed, and three months passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the palace, Yang Feng opened his eyes, and a vast dragon might slowly diffused from him. As if a newly matured black dragon had opened its eyes and was looking for prey.
Yang Feng felt the nearly endless power inside him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I finally promoted to a Great Warlock!!"
Since Yang Feng obtained the resources of the major forces in the Turandot Subcontinent, it was only a matter of time before he promoted to a Great Warlock.
Due to his solid foundation, Yang Feng was able to promote to a Great Warlock with the help of the mystical fragrance in the palace where the Taboo Lord lived.
Esramia opened her beautiful eyes and took a deep look at Yang Feng, and her beautiful eyes flickered with admiration: "Amazing! In just a few years, he stepped into the Legend realm from an ordinary Great Wizard in one fell swoop. He might even become a god in the future!!"
"Godly ascension!!"
When she thought of this word, Esramia sighed inwardly, and her beautiful eyes glimmered gloomily.
The gods were high and mighty, overlooking the mortal world. Their status was incomparably majestic.
Esramia was one of the most powerful great elven monarchs in the history of elves, and her talent was astonishing.
But even so, she did not ignite her divine flame and become a true demigod.
Instead, it was a super expert at the peak of the Demigod Realm.
The god positions in the elven divine system were already full, so there were no believers for Esramia to ascend to godhood.
After her death, her best outcome would be to enter the divine country of the elven Primary God Mofeceraja and become a demigod rank disciple serving the primary god.
On the Feisuo Plane, if humans didn't ignite their divine flame, the strongest would only be pinnacle Legend rank existences. No one could take that step and reach the demigod realm without the help of external forces.
Elves, dragons, fiends, devils, kindred, giants, and other formidable beings could rely on the secret methods passed down in their race to break through the Legend boundary and reach the demigod realm.
However, on the Feisuo Plane, if one didn't ascend to godhood, it would be very difficult to possess power comparable to that of a god.
Elves, dragons, fiends, devils, kindred, giants, these races came from different planes. On their own planes, it was relatively easy for them to break through and reach the god rank, but on the Feisuo Plane, it was extremely difficult.
That was because different planes had different laws and environments, and different laws and environments were suitable for different races to break through and evolve.
As a grade 1 plane, the Cangzhi Plane had extremely strong tolerance, adaptability, and rich vigor of heaven and earth. No matter what race it was, they could break through and evolve here.
This was why it became the goal of all races.
On the Feisuo Plane, even an elven genius like Esramia, who was rarely seen in 1,000 years, had little hope of breaking through the god-man boundary and becoming a god rank powerhouse without the help of external forces.
Yang Feng came up to the two women and asked: "How are you now?"
Glicedar said with a charming smile: "Master, I have recovered my strength to the advanced Legend rank. Although I can't use divine spells, but my archery isn't inferior to that of many human Legend rank archers."
Esramia also showed a smile: "The fragrance in the palace can suppress the curse of Kiss of Lolth. I have also recovered my strength to the junior Legend rank."
Yang Feng said: "Alright, let's go!
It's time to leave! "
When Yang Feng stepped into the passageway leading to the outside world, a feeling of spatial distortion welled up inside him.
His vision blurred, and he appeared on a bright and resplendent land.
"This is no longer the underground world!!"
Yang Feng looked up at the sun in the sky, his heart relaxed slightly, and he revealed a smile.
The advanced demigod rank powerhouse Dolores was still not an existence that Yang Feng could contend against.
Even if Yang Feng, Esramia, and Glicedar joined forces, they still couldn't defeat the advanced demigod rank Dolores.
Esramia looked at the sun in the sky with a complicated look in her beautiful eyes.
Yang Feng suddenly said: "Esramia, do you still want to go back to the elves?
If I'm not mistaken, there should be a mole among the elves, and the status of the mole should be very high.
Otherwise, the moonlight tree wouldn't have been so easily breached!!
With your current strength, you'll just be walking into a trap if you go back. "
The moonlight tree was equivalent to the Victory Palace of the Morrince Empire, and its defense was extremely strong.
Even with the high elven traitor Goddess Lolth, it still wouldn't be so easily infiltrated.
To be able to let dark elves and abyssal fiends sneak into the moonlight tree, the status of the mole had to be extremely high.
Esramia sighed faintly and said with her mind in turmoil: "I know!
I'll stay with you for the time being! "
The corners of Yang Feng's mouth rose slightly, and he silently recited an incantation and pointed at the sky. With a flash of magic light, a huge Mage Eye suddenly appeared midair and looked in all directions.
Yang Feng's eyes lit up slightly, and he pointed to the west and said solemnly: "There's a human city in that direction!
Let's go! "
Yang Feng and his party quickly arrived at the entrance to the city.
The city's city wall was more than 20 meters tall and was surrounded by a long moat. The city gate was closed, and teams of soldiers were patrolling above the city wall, looking like they were facing a formidable enemy.
The entrance of the city was crowded with refugees from all over the world. However, the city's gates were tightly shut and there was no sign of it opening.
"Let me in!!
I beg you, let me in!! "
"Let me in!!"
"I beg you, let me in!
The fiends, the fiends are coming!! "
"…"
Waves of incomparably mournful screams rang out from the crowd of refugees. The sound waves shook the heavens, and it was extremely miserable.
"I order you to leave at once!!
Don't stay down there, or I'll release arrows! "
Atop the city wall, an officer looked down at the refugees with a cold look in his eyes, barked, and raised his hand.
The 200 archers on top of the city wall raised their bows and pointed at the refugees below.
When the refugees saw the actions of the archers atop the city wall, their complexions changed dramatically, and they rushed to the back.
Amidst the pushing and shoving of the refugees, many of the weaker ones were directly pushed into the moat, as they let out miserable screams.
Elves and dark elves didn't have a favorable impression of humans.
Glicedar watched this cruel scene with relish.
Esramia, on the other hand, couldn't help but turn her head to the side.
Although she didn't have a favorable impression of humans, but she still couldn't bear to see humans die senselessly.
When Yang Feng saw this, he frowned slightly.
Although he didn't consider himself a good person, but seeing such a scene still left him in a bad mood.
"Release the arrows!"
A cruel glint in his eyes, the officer atop the city wall revealed a cruel smile, waved his hand, and barked.
200 arrows rained down on the refugees below.
"Stop!"
Accompanied by a loud shout, a man draped in a black cloak stretched out a finger, and an extremely powerful distorted force field suddenly appeared, blocking the air above the refugees.
When the 200 arrows hit the warping force field, they were immediately ricocheted.
"Wizard!!
Quickly go and invite Sir Bishop of the temple! "When he saw this, the officer's complexion suddenly changed dramatically, and he barked at once.
Several soldiers quickly ran down the city wall and rushed madly towards the church in the city.
"Open the gate!
Let these people in! "
A magnetic and commanding voice came from the cloak.
The officer looked embarrassed, yet he lowered his posture and said respectfully: "Sir Wizard, this is His Majesty's order.
Please don't make things difficult for us nobodies!
I have already sent someone to report the situation here to Sir Bishop and His Majesty. Please wait a moment. "
The Wizard in the cloak was silent for a moment, then said faintly: "All right."
Before long, a middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous robe arrived atop the city wall under the escort of a dozen priests.