Ultimate Master in Urban

Chapter 1877 - 1908: Awakening in the Darkness

It is evident that transforming this river, constructed of the Power of Faith, entirely into purple will take a considerable amount of time.Ye Feng is well aware of this, and his heart can only await in anticipation, hoping for the transformation of this river.

Perhaps, when this river completely transforms, Ye Feng will be able to use it to break through his own cultivation.

In an indistinct moment, Ye Feng's hands are clasped together, and as he gazes at the fervent light in the eyes of the believers below, a rare ripple stirs in his heart.

"From today onwards, I hope there will be no more chaos on Earth. I hope you can cultivate properly, live your lives well, and do the things you wish to do." As he said this, Ye Feng tossed a book, the most elementary cultivation manual, into the hands of every believer.

As the believers looked at the book in their hands, they were extremely excited, knowing this was a divine gift, and they repeatedly expressed their gratitude.

"Yes, Divine One, we will remember your teachings and we will unite as one to fend off external foes," all the believers shouted loudly.

As the overwhelming voices subsided, Ye Feng nodded, and with a flash, he disappeared.

The believers then knelt three times at their original spot, stood up, and respectfully gazed in the direction Ye Feng departed before walking toward their respective homes.

From this point on, the entire Earth was thoroughly under Ye Feng's control. On Lion Peak, Ye Feng was sitting atop a large rock.

He continuously absorbed the Power of Faith from the river, refining it steadily. Every time he absorbed a certain amount of the Power of Faith, Ye Feng could clearly feel a gradual change in his strength.

During the days of Ye Feng's refining and absorbing of the Power of Faith, a large amount of Power of Faith gathered daily from all over the world.

Moreover, among this Power of Faith, there was a substantial amount of purple power, which brought Ye Feng immense joy while allowing him to enter deeper levels of cultivation.

Time quietly passed, and it had been three full months since Ye Feng consolidated the Earth, during which he was constantly immersed in cultivation.

His body, like an old monk in meditation, remained in a fixed position, never making any movement.

In the early morning hours, Ye Feng's body, which had remained motionless, finally began to move, his eyes slowly opening.

In the instant his eyes opened, the weak dust floating in the air ahead was all captured in his gaze.

With a grasp of his hand, the dust began to gather within a tenth of a breath's time, forming a gray sword.

With a tilt of his hand, the gray sword fell downward, and with a click, Da Shan shattered, earthquake-like forces became fully manifest at that moment.

As soon as these forces appeared, they disappeared entirely as if they had never existed, and Ye Feng, observing this, revealed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"These three months of time, the harvest is indeed significant; I wonder what the scene would be when all the Power of Faith transforms into either purple or icy color, it truly makes one eager!"

Ye Feng murmured softly and stepped forward.

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In the Dark Realm, since Apollo's death, the entire area enveloped by darkness was quiet, and the fierce beasts dwelling in the deepest reaches also fell back into slumber.

The death-like silence within the black sky was somewhat unnerving, a profound and hopeless aura pervading every corner, with everything living within this realm covered by the shadow of death.

Winds blew from all directions, spawning vortex after vortex, these winds carrying the natural might of destruction.

It seemed in this world, apart from the Eternal blackness, all other things, under the gale, faced nothing but destruction, seemingly as if this is their destiny.

Suddenly, within such an environment, a breath of air faintly emanated from the deepest shadow, carrying a thick sinister chill, and a sense of madness permeated within its ancient aura.

As if this was the primal ancientness emitted by a king walking from ancient heaven, wielding supreme might.

When this breath fully emerged, the depths of the dark sky became exceptionally serene, the raging winds halted abruptly.

All the various forces and meteorites moving within the dark realm were also frozen there, as a silhouette condensed from a phantom hovered above, akin to becoming the king of the night.

A pair of eyes filled with rage and stained with blood-red stared down at the black below, with all the aura around exploding out.

"After such a long wait, has this day finally come? My dear second brother, rest assured, I won't let your death be in vain. I will make that bastard pay the price he deserves, make him scream in despair, and watch his loved ones die one by one. I will let him die miserably, forbidding his soul from entering Reincarnation." Alfa roared and looked toward the starry sky in front of him.

In that starry sky was the darkest and deepest part of the entire Dark Realm, a place where all beasts in the dark realm congregated and slumbered.

"Now, there's one last thing to do, and once it's accomplished, all previous cultivation will recover, possibly advancing to a higher level. The other three brothers can also awaken from their slumber with the aid of these forces." Alfa murmured softly and stepped forward.

With this step, he arrived directly at the beasts' dwelling place, and with a wave of his hand, a mass of black light appeared.

It captured all the beasts, and at that moment, all the beasts awakened.

In the instant they opened their eyes, terror flashed in those beasts' gazes, which rapidly turned vicious.

One by one, the fierce beasts opened their hideous mouths and roared, their bodies struggling there.

But ultimately, under this giant hand, they were utterly immobile. Their viciousness turned to despair, and in the moment resentment flashed in their eyes, a deathly aura spread throughout their bodies.