Immemorial War God

After bringing the two girls back to the attic, Mo Feng fought with the two girls once, but whether or not he remembered the incident of breaking through Astral Reaching Realm, after holding it in for so many years, it was about time for him to have some fun.    

    

Two days had passed just like that. The two girls were once again exhausted by Mo Feng and laid on the bed. After being warm with the two girls for a while, the three of them started to cultivate together.    

    

Five days later.    

    

"Dong, dong, dong."    

    

Knocking on the door, Mo Feng left his cultivation, called out to him, and immediately a Master Refiner walked in.    

    

"Master Lang Xing, the puppet enhancement is complete."    

    

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and eight puppets appeared in front of him. They all held a battle axe in their hands, and the battle axe had more lines engraved on it by the formation master, making the battle axe look even more domineering.    

    

"Master Lang Xing, these eight puppets have all been upgraded to be able to block Astral Reaching Realm's attack. Before reaching the late stage of Astral Reaching Realm, these eight puppets cannot be harmed the slightest bit, and you still need to grasp onto the Heavenly Star Treasure."    

    

This Master Refiner had a proud look on his face, this was done by them, even if it was using a Superior Grade Star Essence Soul Treasure to exchange for a puppet, they would not give it back!    

    

Advancing to become a puppet was definitely the most outstanding feat that they had ever accomplished in their entire lives.    

    

Mo Feng sized up the eight puppets. All eight of them were pitch-black in color.    

    

"Mm, not bad."    

    

Looking at the eight puppets, Mo Feng nodded his head in satisfaction. The strength of the eight puppets had all reached the level where even the middle stage of the Astral Reaching Realm was unable to do anything to them.    

    

But even so, with the eight puppets added together, it was possible to crush someone at the late stage of Astral Soul Realm!    

    

"Huh?"    

    

Mo Feng suddenly frowned, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, causing flames to erupt out. The temperature in the room instantly increased.    

    

When the Master Refiner saw this, he was stunned for a moment. Then, his eyes widened. What did this mean? He had just achieved his breakthrough, could it be that he was going to fuse with it? He couldn't be that stupid, right?    

    

"Hmm? "Not bad, not bad at all."    

    

Borrowing the light from the fire, Mo Feng looked at the eight puppets, his lips curled up slightly, and nodded in satisfaction. Under the illumination of the raging flames, the bodies of the puppets did not have any light, they were still as black as before.    

    

This proved that no light could leave a mark on the puppet. It was simply too dark. If it was in the dark night, there was no way it could be seen.    

    

"An assassination weapon."    

    

The smile on Mo Feng's face grew wider and wider. Withdrawing his flames, he said to the Master Refiner:    

    

"Thank you very much."    

    

The Artifact Forging Master looked at Mo Feng in shock, and then laughed bitterly in his heart. This monster's mind was truly different from ordinary people, he was completely unable to guess what she was thinking.    

    

"Then I'll take my leave."    

    

Mo Feng nodded his head, after the Master Refiner left, he closed the door, turned the axe in his hand and looked at the eight puppets, he became more and more fond of them.    

    

When he was upgrading the eight puppets, he had thought that the eight puppets would be able to help him in battle, but no matter how much stronger the puppets were, they wouldn't be able to keep up with his speed of improvement. However, he had just discovered that the eight puppets were specifically made for assassination, and if it was in the dark of the night and the puppets didn't have any aura, then with an astonishing speed, the effect of assassination would definitely be multiplied!    

    

"Hmph, it's about time for the three great sects to collect some interest from you."    

    

The corner of Mo Feng's mouth slowly rose into a sneer. If he wanted to completely control the Broken Love Garden, he would at least need two months, and in these two months, if he couldn't do anything, he could only cultivate. Right now, he could only lay a thick foundation for his Astral Soul Realm.    

    

"Darling, what are you doing?"    

    

Seeing Mo Feng accepting the eight puppets into his storage ring, Leng Wenyue could not help but ask curiously, when she saw Mo Feng's smile, she kept having the feeling that Mo Feng was going to do something bad.    

    

"Heh heh, good news."    

    

Mo Feng mysteriously smiled and kissed him once, causing Leng Wenyue's charming face to redden. When Chen Xiaoyao saw this, she immediately rolled her eyes.    

    

"Hmph."    

    

Chen Xiaoyao snorted coldly, and was about to attack Mo Feng, but before she could say anything, Mo Feng took out a sharp sword and left.    

    

"What is he doing?"    

    

Seeing how Mo Feng was acting, Chen Xiaoyao's expression froze as she looked at Leng Wenyue.    

    

Leng Wenyue shook her head. She was not an ascetic in Mo Feng's stomach, how could she know what Mo Feng was thinking?    

    

The two girls did not follow him out, but had instead sat cross-legged in cultivation in the room. They knew that Mo Feng's current cultivation was at the same level as them, and was at the peak of Astral Soul Realm, which made them feel extremely pressured. With Mo Feng's abnormal strength, even the third level of Astral Soul Realm was not a match for him, so they had to hurry up and cultivate.    

    

"Swoosh."    

    

Mo Feng rushed out of the pavilion and immediately brandished his sharp sword in the air. He started off with an extremely strange technique, and after waving it for two hours, his figure suddenly flashed, and disappeared without a trace.    

    

"Hah!"    

    

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Feng's figure suddenly appeared, a point of light suddenly appeared, piercing into the air, causing the air to vibrate, and a hole was instantly created!    

    

"Mm, not bad."    

    

Mo Feng was very satisfied with the results of his training. He trained in a top tier assassination technique, and it could also be classified as a battle skill.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

He had enough time to continue practicing the assassination skill, and he needed to master it to its fullest extent.    

    

Rumble …    

    

Two hours later, the floating island's space shook, and Old Yang walked out from it. He exhaled a breath of air and a smile appeared on his face.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Just as he was about to enter the pavilion to visit Mo Feng, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, and looked up into the sky.    

    

"What a profound assassination technique."    

    

He saw Mo Feng's figure constantly flashing in the air, his speed extremely fast and his aura suppressed to the extreme, as if he had completely fused himself into the air. If not for his geotextile, it would be very difficult to detect.    

    

"The art of assassination is much more profound than the one in the sect!"    

    

Old Yang's gaze followed Mo Feng's movements, becoming more and more shocked. All of the disciples in Broken Love Garden were training a type of technique, in other words, an assassination technique, and this assassination technique had already reached the level of a Heaven Tier Battle Skill. But compared to Mo Feng's technique, it was not too far off.    

    

"Swoosh."    

    

Mo Feng's figure appeared, the sharp sword let out a sigh of relief, he still needed more training, and it was still not hot enough.    

    

"Great Master is free to come?"    

    

Putting away the sharp sword, he walked up with a faint smile and cupped his fists as he spoke.    

    

"I have not seen you for a long time and have missed you. I have specifically come to visit you, Sir Lang Xing." Old Yang's expression changed as he cupped his fists and said with a smile.    

    

"Grand Elder, you don't have to think about women thinking about me. This makes me feel very uneasy." Mo Feng joked, causing the Old Yang to be startled, then shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. What was this, what was this, just teasing an old thing like him.    

    

"Master Lang Xing, did you just train an assassination technique?"