Chapter 1290: Chapter 560: Northern Continent! Exiled Land! (Part 2)

"It truly is an Exiled Land."

Zhao Feng glanced around and couldn’t help but murmur.

Arriving at this Northern Continent, it was indeed barren as far as the eye could see, devoid of vitality.

"Let’s see the complete state of this Northern Continent."

Zhao Feng pondered.

His divine sense spread fully, like an invisible web, extending across the entire Northern Continent.

Zhao Feng didn’t conceal this divine sense exploration at all.

He wanted to know just how many creatures still existed in this Northern Continent, and the state of the Witch and Demon Clans.

With Zhao Feng’s current divine sense, not only could he survey one continent, but even two could be explored under his divine sense.

Deep within the Northern Continent!

An ancient grand hall filled with a chaotic and primordial aura stood.

This hall was magnificent, as if it had existed since the creation of heaven and earth.

Its walls were etched with mysterious patterns that carried an unspeakable pressure.

And around the hall stood numerous wooden houses, all exceptionally large.

Each surpassed several hundred zhang in height.

The distinguishing factor between the Ancient Witch Clan and the Witch Clan outside nowadays was that the Ancient Witch Clan preferred living in their true forms, whereas the modern Witch Clan took on human sizes.

Thus, the Witch Clan’s homes far exceeded the sizes of residences of other creatures from the outside world.

In one large house outside the hall, suddenly, a female witch opened her eyes abruptly, a flicker of surprise crossing them.

"Such powerful divine sense."

Jiufeng’s voice carried shock, as she leapt up, her expression tense as she looked into the distance.

"Who is this?"

"No such strong entity exists in the Desolate Continent."

Jiufeng furrowed her brows, filled with doubts and wariness.

As one of the few surviving Great Witches after the Witch-Demon War, she was naturally unique, for unlike other witches, she was the only one among the Great Witches who possessed a Primordial Spirit.

Apart from her, only Houtu among the Ancestral Witches possessed a Primordial Spirit.

Thus, after the Witch-Demon War, numerous Ancestral and Great Witches protected Jiufeng, allowing her to survive to this day.

Many Witch Clan strong fighters protected her to ensure Jiufeng could lead the Witch Clan and preserve the clan’s bloodline.

"Great Witch."

"Just now, a strong force probed our tribe."

"Could it be those Demon Clan scoundrels coming again?"

A burly witch entered the room, his physique muscular and rising, holding a massive war axe in his hand, looking at Jiufeng angrily, his voice filled with hatred towards the Demon Clan.

"It’s not them."

Jiufeng shook her head, her eyes showing calm, contrasting the roughness of other Witches.

"No such powerful Demon Saint among the Demon Clan, Bai Ze lacks such strength, nor do other Demon Saints."

Jiufeng slowly spoke, quietly pondering where this powerful divine sense came from.

"Should we prepare the Witch Clan for action?"

"If the Demon Clan invades, it won’t be good."

This witch said worriedly, grasping his war axe tighter, as if constantly prepared for battle.

"The Demon Clan won’t invade."

"They dare not break the rules."

Jiufeng shook her head, her face carrying doubt, "Who is this, with such strength?"

At this moment, the powerful beings of the Demon Clan also sensed this unhidden divine sense arriving.

"Such potent divine sense."

"Even stronger than the past Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor by several degrees."

"How... how is this possible?"

"How could such a power appear in the Desolate Continent?"

At the Demon Clan Headquarters, Bai Ze’s expression was extremely grim; under this divine sense, he felt unspeakable pressure, his demon body subtly trembling.

Even when once facing the Demon Emperor and Demon Emperor to whom he pledged allegiance, Bai Ze had never felt such vast divine sense pressure.

"Could it be an outsider?" Bai Ze speculated internally but swiftly dismissed the notion.

"Back then, the Saints jointly sealed the Northern Continent, preventing any living thing from entering or leaving."

"The Heavenly Dao clearly indicated that unless Infinite Tribulations occur, this forbidden cannot be opened."

Bai Ze pondered the origin of this divine sense.

His eyes showed confusion and fear towards this unknown powerful existence, deeply feeling unease.

After all.

Within this continent, only the Witch and Demon Clans resided; should another strong entity appear, it would inevitably be uncontrollable.

At this moment, at the edge of the Northern Continent.

Once his divine sense fully spread, Zhao Feng acquired the appropriate condition of this continent.

"Over countless years, it’s unexpected that the Witch and Demon Clans could still exceed five hundred billion. It’s truly rare."

Zhao Feng raised an eyebrow, surprise flashing through his eyes.

He originally thought, in such adverse conditions, the Witch and Demon Clans would have long decayed, yet unexpectedly, they’ve proliferated such a vast tribe.

"In such a harsh place, to prosper so greatly."

"Not bad."

Under the divine sense, everything concerning the Witch and Demon Clans was uncovered.

Zhao Feng completely mastered the situation of both clans.

The Demon Clan, inherently adept at proliferation, numbered approximately four hundred billion, excluding those unable to shape-shift, while the Witch Clan was far fewer, only having one hundred billion.

Compared to the Jiuli within the Qin Territory, this batch of Ancient Witch Clan population wasn’t even comparable.

"That central Witch Clan should be the Pangu Divine Temple."

"I wonder what’s inside the temple now?"

"Could the legendary Heart of Pangu possibly be within?"

Zhao Feng pondered, revealing expectations.

In the past, Ancestral Witches were nurtured within the Heart of Pangu, followed by nurturing Great Witches with Ancestral Witch Blood, leading step by step to the growth of the Witch Clan.

Though countless years have passed, perhaps, the Heart of Pangu inside that temple is unknown if it still exists.

After all, Zhao Feng’s divine sense couldn’t penetrate the temple.

"Go visit the Witch Clan."

"Now that I possess authentic Pangu bloodline, higher than Ancestral Witch lineage, first subdue the Witch Clan, then the Demon Clan."

Zhao Feng thought. With a step forward, a void was torn open in front of him.

Zhao Feng stepped inside, vanishing instantaneously from the edge.

Upon reappearing, he had reached the main tribe of the Witch Clan.

"Someone’s here."

"Tore open the void."

"Quasi-Saint Strong Person."

"Could it be the Demon Clan?"

"Remain vigilant."

"Quick..."

The appearance of the rift in the void instantly alerted the surrounding Witch Clan of the Pangu Divine Temple.

The five-hundred zhang tall witches rapidly gathered, holding various Witch Soldiers.

Also, numerous reached a thousand zhang, even ten thousand zhang, witches began appearing.

In the Witch Clan, height represented strength.

Clearly, those reaching ten thousand zhang possessed Da Luo Level strength, while those over a thousand zhang, thousands of zhang consisted of Taiyin Golden Immortals, etc.

Currently.

The entire main tribe of the Witch Clan was mobilized.

As the current Witch Clan leader, Jiufeng also stepped forth, unlike other witches showing their true forms, Jiufeng maintained a human-sized form, vigilantly watching the void above.

Yet she was manipulating the Rule Power within her body, readying to strike if any enemies emerged, defending her tribe.

Under countless gazes, Zhao Feng walked directly from the void channel.

"A Human Race?"

Upon seeing Zhao Feng and his attire.

Jiufeng instantly recognized his racial identity.

Upon witnessing this.

Jiufeng’s eyes showed a trace of doubt, internally speculating, there’s only the Witch and Demon Clans on this Desolate Land, how could a Human Race appear?

"Where did this Human Race come from?"

"There’s only the Witch and Demon Clans on this Desolate Land; a Human Race shouldn’t exist."

"Could he truly have come from outside the Desolate Land?"

Upon seeing Zhao Feng, Jiufeng pondered gravely, revealing a form of anticipation.

After all.

The person before her might indeed come from the outside world; though fear of the sudden unknown filled her heart, there was also a longing for the outside world.

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