Rebirth of Coiling Dragon

Chapter 401 - Dark Knight

"The four people you mentioned are all in different parts of the Underworld. I will arrange for people to bring them to the Abyssal Mountain and gather them there. " Si Wangzhuzai said indifferently.

"Many thanks!" Lin Feng thanked him sincerely.

Although Si Wangzhuzai did not spend too much effort on big matters and had only used the Underworld's Heart a few times, it was extremely important to him.

Whether it was his father Hogg, Ji En, or even Bei Bei's parents, to be able to bring them back to his side was a joyous event for him.

To be revived from the dead was something that he had never dared to even think about in his previous life, yet it could be easily accomplished in this world.

"After saving father, the next step would be mother. The Chief Sovereign of Light … When Lin Feng thought of the Chief Sovereign of Light, he felt a headache. The Chief Sovereign of Light was not a great threat to him, but his divine clone, the Chief Sovereign of Fate, was a great threat to him.

"Sigh, I still don't have enough strength!" Lin Feng sighed in his heart.

"Lin Feng, I'm very curious, how did you manage to have such strength?" Si Wangzhuzai suddenly stared at Lin Feng and asked, "If my guess is correct, the one who should have reached great perfection in Azure Dragon clan a thousand years ago should be you. In a short thousand years, not only have you become a Sovereign, you've also gained the power to rival me.

Regarding this question, Si Wangzhuzai was extremely curious. According to common sense, as a Lesser God, Lin Feng would definitely not possess such strength. A Lesser Sovereign who was comparable to a Chief Sovereign of the Edicts in power … this was rather terrifying.

What she didn't know was that Lin Feng couldn't be measured using common sense, he was simply an existence that broke the rules.

"Since you know me, then you should also know that I have many divine clones. Since a thousand years ago, my divine wind clone could reach the great circle of perfection, then after a thousand years, my other divine clones could also reach the great circle of perfection. In addition, I've refined two Inferior Sovereign lattice. Lin Feng did not hide from him. Firstly, there was no need for it. Secondly, he knew that Si Wangzhuzai was purely curious and had no other intentions.

"How many Paragons do you have?" A flash of shock appeared in Si Wangzhuzai's eyes.

Si Wangzhuzai had a deep understanding of how difficult it was to reach the Great Perfection realm. Over the course of countless years, even with the support of an enormous amount of faith energy, she still hadn't managed to reach the Great Perfection Stage of the Edicts of Death. From this, one could see the difficulty of reaching the Great Perfection Stage.

"Three or four, I think!" Lin Feng said with uncertainty.

"Three or four, you …" Si Wangzhuzai stared at Lin Feng, and for a moment, didn't know what to say.

Others might not be able to cultivate one clone to perfection, but he had three or four. Even the cold and indifferent Si Wangzhuzai had a fire of jealousy in his heart.

If she had three or four clones, she would definitely become the number one Sovereign in power. Of course, this was just wishful thinking on her part. She didn't even have three or four clones, much less three or four Paragons. Aside from her original body and her Sovereign clone, she only had a divine water clone.

The sky was dark and the black land was dry.

This was the northern Ashbel Wasteland of the undead realm.

Skeletons and zombies could also be seen in the wasteland, and the Undeads were mostly moving around in groups. Only a small minority dared to move about alone.

Suddenly, those zombies that were slowly approaching all turned their heads to look in a certain direction.

"Roar ~ ~" A golden-furred zombie raised its head and roared, and immediately, the entire zombie horde began to move at high speed. But moments later, over ten black figures rushed over at high speed from the distant earth.

In the Black Knights, the weakest was at the fifth rank.

There were a total of nineteen people in this team of black knights. The man in the lead wore blood-red armor, and his face was covered by a mask. His cold gaze swept through the mask and looked around. Those weak undead had fled far away in terror, but given the speed of the Dark Knights, they were able to chase after them.

"AHH!"

The leader of the dark knights raised his head and roared, as if venting something.

The eighteen Dark Knights behind him were all puzzled. Their lord was a powerful Saint-level Dark Knight. In the Undead Realm, they were also monarch-level figures, with their own castle and a large number of dark knights under their command. But today, the Sovereign King had brought his subordinates, the Dark Knights, to frantically wander the plains.

Run around as if venting!

"Alright, let's go back." The Black Knight leader said calmly, "Yes, milord."

Nineteen black riders galloped back. In the Ashbel Wasteland, every Saint was at the peak of power. This black knight was one of the few experts that had risen to prominence in the Wasteland.

"I, I actually recovered my memories from before death, what's going on?" This Dark Knight leader was filled with shock and confusion.

"Will, will I be able to return to the Yulan continent plane again?" The leader muttered to himself.

"My sons, Lin Feng, Wo Dun, how are they right now? Over the past two thousand years, have they become Saints' Dragonblood Warrior, or haven't they reached the Saints' level or become undead? " The Black Knight leader had a very complicated feeling in his heart. Ever since he had regained his memories, his mind had never stopped moving.

The leader of the Dark Knights was Lin Feng's father — Hogg!

Ever since he had learned of the memories of his past life, Hogg had been unable to calm down. He still wanted to avenge his wife. But he understood that after a thousand years, Duke Patterson of the Kingdom of Fenlai had most likely lost his bones.

In the blink of an eye, more than forty years had passed since Hogg had regained his memories.

Atop the black castle, Hogg, still dressed in his blood-red armor, was seated at the top of the castle, staring up at the dark sky. Suddenly, a figure flew over at high speed from the south.

"Eh?" Hogg was startled.

"Hu!" The person immediately dove down at an extremely fast speed.

"Who is it!" Hogg let out a low growl.

"Clang!" Almost at the same time, the many dark knights in the castle all rose to their feet.

"Haha …" The newcomer let out a laugh, while at the same time, a terrifying pressure emanated from his body. A powerful divine might instantly covered the entire castle, and all of the dark knights felt as though doomsday had arrived. All of them knelt down in terror. This was an absolute difference in power.

Hogg raised his head to look at the person in front of him. This person had short silver hair, a baby-faced face, and seemed to be a youth.

"Hogg?" The youth said casually.

Hogg was shocked!

Before he regained his memories, he didn't even know that his name was Hogg. As far as Hogg was concerned, aside from himself, no one else in this world knew his true identity. However, the person in front of him immediately called out his name. "Who are you?" Hogg stared at the newcomer. "Did you recover my memories?"

"I don't have that kind of strength." "To recover the memories of the dead is something which only Sovereigns are capable of. "Follow me!"

"Sovereign?" I … "Hogg didn't even have the chance to retort before a surge of divine power began to bind him. Thus, the youth forcibly took Hogg away, flying at high speed towards the south. The youth muttered to himself, "This Undead is actually so far away. They have to go from the Netherworld to the Abyssal Mountain. It really is quite far."

The many dark knights in the castle stared blankly at the newcomers who had kidnapped their king, but were unable to do anything. They were only Level 7 Undead, not even Saint-level experts. In front of a Deity, they weren't even considered ants.

Whether it was Lin Feng's father, Ji En, or even Bei Bei's parents, they were all taken away by Si Wangzhuzai.

Lin Feng could have picked it up himself, but he did not do so. Instead, he waited quietly in the Abyssal Inn at the foot of the Abyssal Mountain.