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King of Gods – Chapter 1262


Chapter 1262 – Suppression of the Ancient Dream Realm


In the middle of a large, charred crater in the Ancient Dream Realm:


Swish!


Zhao Feng's figure suddenly appeared.


"Instant Movement!"


The moment he arrived at the Ancient Dream Realm, Zhao Feng immediately used Instant Movement to leap through space. Zhao Feng appeared in the sky five hundred thousand li away.


"My Instant Movement can now travel five hundred thousand li!" Zhao Feng was overjoyed.


Breaking through to the Heavenly Divine Realm was a process where one mingled with heaven and earth and constantly understood their principles. At this point, Zhao Fengs Space Intent had smoothly reached Level Five while the Five Elements Intent and Wind Lightning Intent had all reached Level Four. His Lightning Intent and Metal Intent in particular were close to reaching Level Five.


Zhao Feng also sensed that he could fuse with the world at any time and use the power of the Ancient Dream Realm to increase his strength. If he could get used to controlling the energy of the Ancient Dream Realm, he could further increase the distance that his Movement of Institutions could travel.


Swish!


Zhao Feng was wearing the Spacetime Cloak. A profound Space Intent attached to his body, bringing his own Space Intent close to Level Six.


On his journey, he continued to understand the Intent of Space and the principles of the Ancient Dream Realm. Gradually, Zhao Feng sent some of his thoughts to fuse with the Ancient Dream Realm.


At this moment, Zhao Feng seemed to be the sky and was able to look down on him who was traveling.


Bzzz!


This part of his mind that fused with the Ancient Dream Realm could control the energy of the world, including space. Zhao Feng immediately felt resistance to his Movement Instance, with the distance and stability of the spatial path increasing.


This way, Zhao Feng quickly traveled through the Ancient Dream Realm. It didn't even take five days for him to reach Zhao Wan's location.


"Based on the news Zhao Wan sent, the ancient beasts under his control seemed to provoke some powerful factions of the Ancient Dream Realm." Zhao Feng had a somewhat moody expression.


The current Zhao Wan only had the strength of a Rank Four Conferred God. He could not control anyone who was too strong. He mainly relied on a large number of ancient beasts to encourage his expansion in the Ancient Dream Realm. However, when the opponent was at a certain level of strength, the numbers became meaningless.


"Back!" Zhao Wan ordered the ancient beasts under his control.


Behind him, a large flock of ancient beasts wildly ran around. Each of these ancient beasts had reached the True God realm, and their numbers were countless. But at this moment, they all had fear in their eyes.


“The Blood Fire Qilin Race is not chasing us with all their strength. Looks like they're playing with us?” A Phoenix Tail Bird glittering with purple flames spoke in a clear and sharp voice.


This Phoenix Tail Bird was none other than Little Ling.


As Zhao Wan expanded the territory under his control and was about to reach the Phoenix Tail Bird Race, he went and recruited Little Ling. His cultivation was a Rank Six True God, making him one of the strongest experts in this ancient beast herd.


But even a Rank Six True God could only escape at this moment.


the broom!


Behind the time, the red clouds were boiling with flames and emitting an intimidating pressure continued forward. One could vaguely see the figures of some large Qilin amidst these red clouds, their bodies completely burning.


“Iron Fire, this is really too boring. Why don't we kill them all? The person the patriarch was looking for was definitely not here!” The red qilin with broken horns gave an evil smile and spouted a burning fire.


“Do not do anything extra. Just finish the patriarchal mission, ”Answer another larger red Qilin indifferently. This Red Fire Qilin was an Ancient God expert who had fought against the three Holy Lands and Zhao Feng for treasures.


“Sial, we didn't even attack their territory. They attacked us for no reason!” the large crocodile-shaped ancient beast next to Zhao Wan said furiously.


Other than this place, Zhao Wan's troops in other areas were also oppressed by the Blood Flame Qilin Race.


"Zhao Wan, why hasn't he come yet?" Little ling asked.


"He" whom Little Ling spoke of was naturally Zhao Feng, the true ruler of all these ancient beasts.


But the danger this time was no small matter. Even if Zhao Feng came, there was still no hope.


"He's here" Zhao Wan said calmly.


When Zhao Feng was about to arrive, Zhao Wan stopped worrying too much. After all, no matter what danger one faced, Zhao Feng could take him away. It was unfortunate about the ancient beast factions that he had managed to control with great difficulty.


A few million li away, Zhao Feng floated in the air. With his basic control over the Ancient Dream Realm, he could clearly see what was happening from this distance.


"That's it?" Zhao Feng was a bit surprised.


Zhao Feng had a deep impression of the Red Fire Qilin in those red clouds. When the secret dimension within the Ancient Dream Realm opened, the Red Fire Qilin suddenly attacked, causing all the elite True Immortals from the three Holy Lands to join together to fight against it.


At that moment, Zhao Feng did not even dare to approach the battlefield.


"It seems like Zhao Wan offended the four-star and a half factions at best at least!" Zhao Feng grimaced a little.


If it was an ordinary four-star and a half faction, Zhao Feng might be able to rely on his superiority in the Ancient Dream Realm to resolve the crisis and perhaps even take control of the faction. However, a powerful four-and-a-half-star faction would not have something as simple as two or three Ancient Gods. They could even have Rank Eight and Rank Nine Ancient Gods.


He could only take things step by step. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Zhao Feng did not want to leave this herd of ancient beasts.


"Zhao Feng!" Little Ling, who was leading the herd, was the first to see Zhao Feng.


"Mastering!" A little less than half of the large herd of ancient beasts respectfully called out to Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng had used the Dark Heart Seal on all of them.


"Good master, if you have any problems, please speak directly!" Zhao Feng released the aura of an Ancient God as he roared.


This roar was suffused with the power of the Ancient Dream Realm, imbued with immense power and aura.


the broom!


The world rumbled and exploded under the pressure exerted by Zhao Fengs words. Even the two Ancient Gods in the red clouds were shocked.


"Ancient God !?" Little Ling shouted in surprise.


When he was working with Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng was only an Immortal while he was a Rank Five True Divinity. But now, in their next meeting, he had become a Rank Six True Divinity while Zhao Feng had become an Ancient God!


"Iron fire, the strength of this child is not simple," said Qilin with a cold broken horn.


“Mm.” The Iron Flame nodded.


Zhao Fengs Ancient God Energy was not very powerful, but the worldly pressure he exerted was truly astounding.


The gaze of Iron Fire fell on the Spacetime Cloak that Zhao Feng was wearing.


“Change Spacetime. He was one of those guys.” Iron Fire's expression froze in shock.


Most of those humans were merely True Immortals and True Immortals, with the strongest being Rank Five True Immortals. However, the person wearing this Spacetime Cloak was an Ancient God. Did the owner of the Spacetime Cloak manage to mature so quickly in just a few decades?


The Iron Flame gradually calmed down. Following the orders of the patriarch, he sent a message using a secret technique. A moment later, an worn out voice echoed in his soul; "Go away. Fight him!”


Iron Fire was shocked, but he did not question his orders.


The kabooom!


Iron Fire stepped forward, his eyes lit up with bloody flames as he looked at Zhao Feng.


“Mm?” Zhao Feng was a bit surprised.


His enraged subordinates encompassed by the power of the Ancient Dream Realm had enough pressure to intimidate ordinary Rank Seven Ancient Gods. Moreover, the Blood Fire Qilin Race clearly had the ability to chase and kill Zhao Wan's group, but they did not execute a killing blow. This Ancient God instead chose to only occasionally attack and kill some ancient beasts.


Thus, Zhao Feng guessed that they had another purpose in this pursuit. But now, this Red Flame Qilin seemed ready to fight to the death with him.


"Iron Fire?" The Qilin with the broken horn was also dumbfounded and confused.


“It just so happens that I have not fought the Ancient Gods. I'll use you as an exercise!” Zhao Feng's body also exploded with fighting intent.


In the Spiritual Race, Zhao Feng hid his true cultivation. The strongest opponent he faced was the peak Rank Six Xiahou Wu. This would be the first battle since he became an Ancient God where he would fight with his full strength.


The explosion!


The body of the Red Fire Qilin suddenly grew dozens of times larger, turning into a volcano that was suppressing Zhao Feng.


Zhao Feng did not dare to be careless. He activated the Sacred Lightning Body and charged forward, his entire body crackling with a five-colored lightning.


"Throwing!" The ancient beasts around Zhao Wan immediately fled in all directions, trying to get as far away from this Ancient God battle as possible.


The explosion! Bang out!


Zhao Feng and the huge Red Flame Qilin clashed. Lightning and flames struck each other as the two figures parted ways.


"A very strong power!" Zhao Feng felt the blood in his body boil.


In the clash earlier, even Zhao Fengs powerful physical body felt a burning pain.


"Again!" Zhao Feng shouted as he circulated his Divine Power and Intent energy into an enormous palm of light.


Without any restraints to worry about in this battle, Zhao Feng's body felt free and relaxed.


"Seven types of Intentions !?" Iron Fire's eyes widened in shock.


Normal Ancient God experts could use many types of Intentions, but they were only proficient in one or two. However, there were seven Intentions in Zhao Feng's palm, and each of them was at Level Four.


the broom!


Iron Fire did not dare to be rash. He activated his ancient bloodline, and his entire body exploded with flames. Iron Fire's fighting power doubled after activating the Blood Flame Qilin Race bloodline. By relying on his powerful body and fire, he was able to destroy Zhao Fengs technique.


“Very strong! He has already managed to reach this level!?” Little Ling's eyes shone with an astonishing light as she observed the battle between the Red Fire Qilin and Zhao Feng.


The other ancient beasts were also astonished as they watched their master's fight with the Ancient Gods of the Blood Fire Qilin Race.


The explosion! Bang out! Bumped!


The sky exploded with fire and lightning as Zhao Feng and Iron Fire exchanged several dozen blows.


This kid... What's wrong with him? The Iron Flame.


At first, he and Zhao Feng were an equal pair, but after ten rounds, Zhao Feng gradually started to gain an advantage. After twenty rounds, Iron Fire found it hard to keep up with him!


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