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King of Gods – Chapter 1357


Chapter 1357 – Showing Someone's Greatness


"Wuheng, you plan to reveal the secrets of the Giant God Race to an outsider?" An old and dignified voice resounded throughout the palace.


“He has helped me protect the Ancient God Seal all this time, and now he has come to personally return it to me, so I trust him!” Xin Wuheng had a calm expression.


Zhao Feng clearly understood that the Ancient God Seal held a great secret, yet he still came here and handed it over of his own accord. Thus, there was nothing wrong with telling Zhao Feng the secret of the Ancient God Seal.


“At that time, my Giant God Race also deeply trusted the Ancient Soul Race, but the result?” The old voice spoke once more, tinged with helplessness and anger.


"Those who are not my race must have different ideals!" Before Xin Wuheng could reply, the old voice, which was engulfed in boundless majesty, echoed across the world.


At this moment, almost everyone in the Giant God Hall walked out of their residences and looked at the sky in fear.


“Zhao Feng, no offense. The Grand Elder is not targeting you. ” Xin Wuheng knew that the Grand Elder's hatred of the Ancient Soul Race was too deep, and instead of arguing, he decided to talk to Zhao Feng.


In his view, the Giant God Race was in this situation because they relied too much on their bloodline, and they also considered their bloodline too high, insulting the weaker ancient race. They were overconfident in their strength and safe in their position, resulting in the tragedy.


The Giant God Race had learned their lesson. Once they were revived, they would rise with unstoppable momentum. But since the Giant God Race was still threatened by the Ancient Soul Race, they needed a chance to make their comeback.


“Wuheng, the goods have been shipped. Send him out!” The Grand Elder continued.


The chances of the Giant God Race to rise again lay in the Ancient God Seal.


"I need his help," Xin Wuheng said indifferently.


"What's? You plan to make him stay here? ” An angry voice resounded through the hall.


Zhao Feng felt like the sky was falling on him.


A moment later, an old man appeared in the hall, his body large and tall, his skin deep red, his face dignified and majestic, and his hair white worn out.


"He is a Rank Eight Ancient God, definitely a top-class expert in any ordinary faction, but to our Giant God Race, he is useless!" The Grand Elder barked.


In fact, the Giant God Hall was currently lacking experts, and they would be more than happy to have an Eight Rank Ancient God in their ranks. It was just that the Grand Elder was still harboring hostility towards outsiders. Moreover, the Giant God Race was at a crucial moment, and no mistakes were allowed.


“I spent some time with Zhao Feng after I reincarnated, so I have some understanding of him. He has the ability to help us, but we have to ask him if he wants to help us!” Xin Wuheng suddenly stood up, emitting his highest bloodline energy, reducing the pressure exerted on Zhao Feng.


"Since you respect him so much, let me test him to see if he has such an ability!" The Grand Elder's expression did not change as he looked at Zhao Feng.


He hadn't paid much attention to Zhao Feng before, but he believed in Xin Wuheng's judgment, so he started to take a little interest in Zhao Feng.


“If he wants to stay here, let him fight with my enrolled disciple. Otherwise, he could leave now! ” Grand Elder speaks.


Xin Wuheng grimaced. The registered disciple of the Grand Elder, Ancient God Cheng Yun, had reached the peak of Rank Eight not long ago and possessed an unusual strength. He believed that Zhao Feng was able to win, he was just worried that the Grand Elder's threatening attitude would make Zhao Feng unhappy and cause him to leave.


"This junior is willing to try," Zhao Feng said calmly.


He had actually come here with the intention of helping Xin Wuheng, but this attitude of the God God indeed made him very unhappy. Since this was the case, he would prove his strength and slap this person's face viciously.


Moreover, in the past three years of seclusion, Zhao Feng had made great progress, but he had never had the chance to try it, so his hands had become somewhat itchy.


Xin Wuheng faintly smiled hearing Zhao Fengs reply.


"okay!" The Grand Elder shouted, and, exerting his great strength, he immediately led Zhao Feng away from the hall.


At the same time, a voice echoed in the hall, “Wuheng, the Ancient God Seal is in our hands. Go and get ready. I'll take care of this boy!”


In an instant, Zhao Feng realized that he was standing in a vast area covered by a protective row of tens of thousands of li around him.


Suddenly, space rippled, and then a golden-armored man appeared.


"Sir, in what ways are you looking for your disciple?" Ancient God Cheng Yun respectfully bowed.


“Fight with this outsider until the winner is determined,” said the Grand Elder coldly.


Among his disciples, only Ancient God Cheng Yun had the same cultivation level as Zhao Feng. Although Ancient God Cheng Yun was only a registered disciple, he had the bloodline of the Giant God Race, which possessed abnormal strength.


If a low-level outsider like Zhao Feng was able to defeat Ancient God Cheng Yun, he would prove that his potential and talent were truly terrifying and that he would be useful to the Giant God Race.


Zhao Fengs eyes twinkled. Ancient God Cheng Yun was actually a golden-armored Ancient God who acted extremely unfriendly to him the moment he entered the Giant God Hall.


Many people started to gather around the edges of the line.


"I heard that this outsider is going to fight with the registered disciple of the Grand Elder, Ancient God Cheng Yun!"


"How could someone from a low-level race possibly rival Ancient God Cheng Yun?"


The crowd started chatting.


"Please tell me," Ancient God Cheng Yun spoke and then immediately activated his Giant God Race bloodline.


In the burst of light, a huge golden armored giant appeared, emitting an enormous pressure.


It was clear through the Ancient God Cheng Yun immediately activated his bloodline that he wanted to end this battle quickly. After all, he also disliked outsiders, and he also represented his master, so he had to win an overwhelming victory.


The body of this person was slightly larger than that of the Ancient God Stillmoon! Zhao Feng's eyes blinked. Clearly, the bloodline of the Giant God Race could not be underestimated.


A frenzied wind began to sweep through the area as a huge palm made of wind flew towards Zhao Feng.


Swish!


Zhao Feng immediately used Spatial Blink to get out of the range of Ancient God Cheng Yun's attack.


The explosion! Bang out!


The palm of the hand fell to the ground and immediately carved out a terrifying abyss.


"Is that everything? Outsiders' bloodlines were low level. There was no way he could compare to Ancient God Cheng Yun!”


“Ancient God Cheng Yun became much stronger. His Wind Intent had reached the peak of Level Six, and he also had the bloodline of the Giant God Race. That kid can only dodge!”


The spectators shouted in alarm.


At this moment, a bewitching man with long purple-red hair appeared, his eyes fixed on Zhao Feng. The arrival of this person immediately attracted the astonished gazes of others.


“Nan Gongsheng, he's an outsider like you who wants to stay here, but his luck is not as good as yours. He must defeat Ancient God Cheng Yun!” a young Ancient God smiled and said to the bewitching man.


"He will win," said Nan Gongsheng flatly.


But internally, Nan Gongsheng was extremely agitated. I don't think that you are already a Rank Eight Ancient God!


“My Giant God Race bloodline gives me strength and defense. My attack is powerful! Where do you think you can hide? ” Ancient God Cheng Yun is a giant that stretches across the heavens, his palms soaring with high-level Wind Intentions.


"The Fierce Sky Dragon Gale Attack!" As Ancient God Cheng Yun moved his palms, a storm of energy shot out from them.


“Highest technique Ancient God Cheng Yun! The range is huge! The boy has nowhere to hide!”


“Sounds like this is going to end. How boring!"


The crowd originally believed that the battle would last a little longer, but Ancient God Cheng Yun actually used his highest technique.


A huge storm dragon covered in frenzied power lunged at Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng looked small in front of this huge dragon, like a small insect.


This time, Zhao Feng did not dodge. His body did not move as he gathered the dazzling Divine Power.


“Boxing God Crusher Origin Chaos!” Combining his many Intentions, Zhao Feng fiercely punched.


A huge fist made of dark energy shot forward with a fearless momentum, as if nothing in this world could stop it.


The explosion! Bang out! Bang out!


Zhao Feng's fist punched straight through the gigantic storm dragon.


One had to realize that, now that Zhao Feng had reached the third level of the Heaven Chaos Origin Profound Technique, his Chaos Origin Divine Power was basically unparalleled in Rank Eight.


“How can this happen?” The expression of Ancient God Cheng Yun became slack. The Divine Power attack from the members of the Giant God Race had actually lost to an ordinary Rank Eight Ancient God from an outside race?


At this moment, Zhao Fengs left eye surged with a powerful Eye Intent.


Soul attack! Ancient God Cheng Yun grimaced.


The people outside the line also became grim. When one mentioned soul attacks, the first thing they thought of was the Ancient Soul Race. Moreover, the soul really was one of the weaknesses of the Giant God Race.


"The Illusionary Prison of Wind Lightning!" Zhao Fengs left eye exploded with lightning.


Lightning energy continued to swell as it absorbed more and more of the surrounding Wind energy. Finally, it took the form of an enormous Wind Lightning net that held back Ancient God Cheng Yun.


Swish!


The energy constantly emitted by this Wind Lightning net dealt terrible damage to the body and soul of Ancient God Cheng Yun. Zhao Fengs left eye also sent a powerful Illusionary energy into the Wind Lightning net, which worked with the deadly effects of lightning to affect the mindset of Ancient God Cheng Yun and reduce his ability to resist.


His opponent was a member of the Giant God Race, so a small-scale eye bloodline technique would be useless. In his three years of seclusion, Zhao Feng had become aware of this matter and started researching large-scale soul attacks. This Wind Lightning Illusion Prison was one of them.


This was a very flexible eye lineage technique. Lightning Energy could also fuse with the energy of Wood, Water, or Metal Intent.


Ancient God Cheng Yun shouted as he was tortured by Zhao Feng's eye lineage technique.


Zhao Fengs Soul Intent was already on the verge of reaching Rank Nine. Although Zhao Feng did not use Origin energy, Ancient God Cheng Yun still found it difficult to resist this eye lineage technique.


Zhao Fengs left eye suddenly pulsed with Eye Intent. It was clear that he was planning to use other eye bloodline techniques.


"Stop!" At this moment, the Grand Elder spoke.


The whole world seemed frozen. All of the energy scattered and scattered as if it had never existed.


"The result is determined." The Grand Elder spat out these words.


As a God God, he was able to see many things from this short battle. If the battle continued, Ancient God Cheng Yun would definitely lose, so it was better to end the battle early so that the Giant God Race could retain some of its dignity.


"No! How can it be like this?” Ancient God Cheng Yun was extremely unwilling, but he did not dare to oppose the will of the Grand Elder.


The battle ended, and Zhao Feng was preparing to leave when he suddenly saw a dazzling man with purple-red hair standing among the crowd.


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