132: Chapter 132! That's exactly the feeling!

"Is this Gu Han's Divine Kingdom?" Tang Wuying rubbed his eyes and looked around.

In his original expectations, having absorbed the Divine Kingdom of a Level 2 Divine Lord with ten thousand square kilometers, it would most likely be a barren wasteland, at most covered in green plants, along with those disgusting green-skinned creatures of his.

But everything before his eyes simply trampled his common sense into the dirt.

Beneath his feet was a vast, boundless polar ice sheet, with a majestic vitality vaguely visible beneath the ice.

Further away, there were undulating, towering mountain ranges, dense forests, and even an active volcano emitting billowing hot steam.

The entire space was filled with a spiritual aura so dense it was almost about to condense into water droplets; taking a single breath made his consciousness feel much more at ease.

Is this really Gu Han's Divine Kingdom?

Tang Wuying stood frozen in place, turning his head to look at the Level 7 Elf Mage beside him.

This Elf Mage was named Ier, an Elementary Magic Master who was proficient in all types of magic, especially wind magic. Tang Shan had spent a huge sum of money to buy him as a bodyguard.

At this moment, Ier's originally arrogant and indifferent face had completely frozen.

The magic staff in Ier's hand trembled slightly. His original homeland was the Divine Kingdom of a Level 8 Divine Lord, where the environment could already be considered affluent.

But compared to this place, it was simply worlds apart. Although the air here did not have much of the arcane aura he was familiar with, this pure vitality and divine fluctuation were so dense that it made his scalp tingle.

"See how big this place actually is."

Ier had the same intention. Closing his eyes, he muttered incantations. An invisible, powerful wind centered on him and spread wildly outward, skimming the ground.

After a while, the wind touched the boundaries of the Divine Kingdom and returned. The information fed back caused Ier to suddenly open his eyes, his pupils filled with horror.

"How much?" Tang Wuying asked urgently.

Ier swallowed his saliva, his voice somewhat dry: "Approximately ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine square kilometers."

"What kind of joke is this!" Tang Wuying's eyes widened, "Wasn't the prize a ten thousand square kilometer Divine Source? He is only a Level 2 Divine Lord, did you detect it wrong!"

Ier snorted lightly: "The wind does not lie, the wind does not make mistakes. I seem to have sensed the aura of my kin. Let's go, let's take a look first."

Not giving Tang Wuying a chance to refute, Ier waved his staff, and a cyan airflow swept them both up, quickly crossing the polar ice sheet and flying towards the forest on the outskirts of the Titan Mountains.

The further they flew, the greater the shock in Ier's heart became.

The scenery below retreated rapidly; the vegetation and soil everywhere exuded a divine aura that made him drool. He had never seen resources of this level before.

After flying for a short while, the two arrived above a dense forest.

Ier suddenly stopped his movement, staring fixedly at a tree in the distance.

The branches of that tree appeared translucent purple, and it was covered with fist-sized fruits shimmering with magical light.

On the branches, several corpulent elves were lying sprawled out. These elves held the purple fruits in their hands, eating them one by one, with juice flowing everywhere.

"This... could this be a magic marrow fruit tree?" Ier was shocked, but it didn't seem like it; this fruit grew too abundantly.

Ier stared fixedly at those fat elves, screaming in his heart, "Those guys, there isn't even a trace of magical fluctuation on them; they are all Muggles without transcendence! Muggles are actually using magic marrow fruit as food? What a waste! A total waste!"

Ier felt his heart dripping with blood. Back in the day, when he was a young elf, he was the first among his kin to reach a Breakthrough to Level 5. At that time, the Divine Lord was overjoyed and rewarded him with only one magic marrow fruit.

Now, several Trash Muggles are actually sitting on the tree, stuffing their faces?

No! You cannot be deceived by appearances; it just looks similar.

Although Ier comforted himself in his heart, he still couldn't help but raise his hand. The wind element transformed into a large hand, directly plucking a fruit from the tree, which fell precisely into his hand.

Observing it in his hand, it was indeed not a magic marrow fruit, but he still took a small, shallow bite.

Ah! This was the feeling, as if being embraced by a Magic God; a wave of magical energy familiar to his memory instantly exploded in his mouth, flowing down his throat and into his limbs and bones.

His magic affinity had slightly increased again! This taste was even more delicious and sweet than the magic marrow fruit he had eaten back then! This was not a magic marrow fruit, but it was certainly effective.

Ier's breathing became completely heavy. For decades, he had craved magic marrow fruit every moment, but until he became an Elementary Magic Master, and until he was sold to someone else, he had not tasted it again.

He turned his head and looked at Tang Wuying.

Just a Level 4 Divine Lord, still wet behind the ears. His Divine Kingdom was full of disgusting Goblins; let alone arcane aura, there wasn't even a shred of spiritual aura. He had to secure some benefits for himself; opportunities must be seized, time waits for no one.

"Divine Lord, this place is very strange. You stay here and don't move around; I will go ahead to scout the path."

Ier pointed his staff. A cyan wind ring instantly formed, circling Tang Wuying like a hula hoop and trapping him directly in mid-air.

"Okay! I'll wait for you." Tang Wuying didn't dare to move within the wind ring; he also felt this place was strange.

Ier even went out of his way to take a long detour, avoiding Tang Wuying's line of sight, and arrived in front of one of the substitute magic marrow fruit trees.

Those fat elves on the tree were eating happily when they suddenly felt an extremely powerful pressure enveloping them from above.

Looking up, they saw a Level 7 kin wearing a emerald green wizard robe rushing over with murderous Killing Intent.

The fat elves were so scared that the fruits in their hands fell; they scrambled to jump down from the tree, landing on their butts, and then, like meat balls, rolled and crawled into the deep forest.

Ier couldn't be bothered with these Muggles. He looked left and right, then quickly took off the expensive wizard robe he was wearing and spread it on the ground.

He waved his staff, and countless tiny wind blades precisely cut the nearby fruit stems, with nearly a hundred magic marrow fruits landing on the robe.

Ier scooped all the fruits into it at once, packed them into a huge bundle, swung it with force, carried it on his shoulder, and added a light wind spell to the bundle.

After being resold by the Divine Lord, a rare trace of joy appeared on Ier's face.

Suddenly, his gaze shifted; in the distance, a thick vine that was entirely crimson was coiled around a rock wall, and not far from it was a grove of ancient bamboo emitting a peaceful aura.

"Oh? That is a dragon blood ancient vine!? And ancient meditation bamboo!?"

At this moment, in mid-air. Tang Wuying was trapped and locked by the wind spell, stretching his head to look around; why was Ier taking so long?

On the flight over earlier, he had seen Werewolves, Yanhuo-men, Goblins, Orcs, and just now he even saw Elves.

Although there were many strange mushroom bodies on the ground, he hadn't seen a single Ant-men.

This Divine Kingdom did not look like the Divine Kingdom of a Level 2 Divine Lord at all. Tang Wuying couldn't help but think, could his father have gotten the coordinates wrong!

Did he accidentally break into the Divine Kingdom of an Advanced Divine Lord?

A nameless feeling of fear suddenly welled up in his heart, but fortunately, this wind ring was still there, which proved that Ier hadn't encountered any danger.