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King of Gods – Chapter 1407
Chapter 1407 – Participate in the War
"This might be the reason for the war between the Blazing Golden Race and the Spiritual Race." Zhao Fengs heart sank.
"Really! Previously, the Blazing Golden Race even sent a half-step God to try and kill Zhao Yufei, but they were found and stopped by my race, ” said the Third Elder, his expression cold.
"What's? The Blazing Golden Race actually sent a half-step God to try and kill Yufei? ” Zhao Feng is also worried about this news.
He had not expected that the Blazing Golden Race would actually mobilize this kind of power to deal with a True God junior.
“Currently, Yufei is the heart of the Spiritual Race. Once he matures, the weak Blazing Golden Race will no longer match my Spiritual Race!” The Third Elder looked rather pleased, his eyes shining with anticipation.
First, he was the master Zhao Yufei, so if Zhao Yufei became a God God, he would also gain some glory.
Secondly, Zhao Feng had once refused to become his disciple, and the second disciple of Third Elder Zhao Yufei now would undoubtedly surpass Zhao Feng in the future. Previously whenever outsiders talked about the number one genius of the Spiritual Race, they would definitely talk about Zhao Feng. But in the future, this is not necessarily the case.
“When Yufei returned from the secret dimension, he was already a Rank Seven Ancient God, and he had been secluding himself for several years now.” Seeing Zhao Feng's shock, the Third Elder continued, his smile growing wider.
Zhao Feng nodded. Zhao Yufei had always had unusual potential, and now that he had the legacy of the God Martial Race, he would reach an incredible level in the future. Perhaps he could even lead the Spiritual Race to regain his glory.
“Zhao Feng, the Spiritual Race is currently severely lacking in high-level combat power. Now that you have returned, you should go out and hone yourself at the forefront, "Third Elder looked at Zhao Feng and continued.
Even though he had a grudge against Zhao Feng, it was only because Zhao Feng refused to become his disciple. Zhao Feng had just returned from his journey and his cultivation had soared to the peak of Rank Eight. He must have not fully stabilized himself at this level of cultivation, and his strength might not be comparable to a peak rank eight senior. Thus, the Third Elder wanted Zhao Feng to hone himself on the battlefield and strengthen his cultivation. Moreover, he could also bring relief to the Spiritual Race, which was currently the weaker side of this war.
"Severe lack of high-level combat power?" Zhao Feng was a bit confused. Logically speaking, the Spiritual Race should be stronger in overall strength than the Gold Blazing Race.
“The Blazing Gold Race was the one who started this war. At that moment, they suddenly attacked us, quickly killing many of our medium and high-level combat troops. Although the Spiritual Race reacted as quickly as possible, the Blazing Golden Race was currently at the top of the wind in this war! The Third Elder looked somewhat angry as he spoke.
"All right then." Zhao Feng agreed to take part in the war.
As a core disciple of the Spiritual Race, he had received not the least benefit by relying on this five-star faction. Moreover, the war between the two races had started because of Zhao Yufei, so Zhao Feng could not just sit down and not get involved.
Moreover, after participating in many battles, he would be able to remove the seal and reveal his cultivation level and attract less suspicion.
"Good! Go to the Heavenly Net Sect as quickly as possible. This faction was one of the more important areas in the region of the Spiritual Race. The Blazing Gold Race has long wanted to occupy it.” The Third Elder immediately gave Zhao Feng an important mission.
After leaving the forbidden zone of the Spiritual Race, Zhao Feng rested for a while and then departed.
Meanwhile, inside the secret underground chamber was glowing with a flaming fire light.
"Older, Zhao Feng has returned to the Spiritual Race!" A golden-armored man appeared in the underground palace, his demeanor respectful and respectful.
Three balls of light floated in front of him. The man in the middle of the ball of light was a bit old, but he was big and muscular, his body was turbulent with golden flames and his face was dignified and calm.
"The boy has appeared again?" Elder Jin's eyes blinked.
He was none other than Elder Jin who had led the Blazing Golden Race party in a gambling match between two races. He had developed a very deep impression of Zhao Feng.
"The Spiritual Race truly has the incredible fortune to have two supreme geniuses like Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei!" To the left of Elder Jin was a shorter middle-aged man, his eyes shining with a cold and venomous light.
"What is Zhao Feng's current condition?" Elder Jin asked.
“After returning to the Spiritual Race, Zhao Feng's cultivation was at the peak of Rank Eight. He has now left the Spiritual Race, seemingly ready to enter the battlefield, ” replied the golden-armored man.
"High on Rank Eight?" Elder Jin and the short man were both shocked.
"It hasn't even been ten years, but he's already risen from Rank Seven to the top of Rank Eight !?" Elder Jin's expression was extremely grim.
At this moment, the dark gray fireball to the right of Elder Jin shook, emitting a bone-chilling chill.
“I want Zhao Feng's every move to be watched closely. Report directly to me in case something happens!” elder Jin barked.
The golden armored man left the secret hall.
“We can't let this opportunity go. When we find out where Zhao Feng is going, we will immediately send an expert to kill him!” Elder Jin's eyes dimmed as he began to think of the best person to send.
At this moment, the cold gray flames to the right of Elder Jin suddenly started roaring. A figure walked out wearing a young golden dress. She had a beautiful yet cold face, and while her tall and graceful body could evoke fantasy, her aura was strange and strange, like a smooth iceberg.
"This Zhao Feng ... leave him to me!" the ice-cold woman spoke coldly.
The short middle-aged man looked at the ice-cold woman in surprise.
“Heh, that's okay too. I will hand Zhao Feng over to you!” Elder Jin smiled and agreed.
The ice-cold woman wrapped herself in an extremely cold flame and then disappeared.
“Ck, ck, Iceflame the Ancient God is getting prettier and prettier, but she's a little too cold. Why did he care so much about Zhao Feng?” As soon as the Iceflame Ancient God disappeared, the short man immediately asked this question.
The Iceflame Ancient God was the number one beauty of the Blazing Golden Race and also the most talented genius of the Blazing Golden Race in the past nearly hundred million years.
A long time ago, when the Iceflame Ancient God was still famous, he was chased by many handsome geniuses from the Ziling Zone, but he had rejected all of them. Then, the Iceflame Ancient God made a journey, and when he returned, he was already a half-step Divine Lord!
“This is only his interest in geniuses, but rather than liking them, he prefers to kill them!” Elder Jin smiled widely.
Ten days later, Zhao Feng arrived at the Heavenly Net Sect, within the borders of the Spiritual Race.
The Heavenly Net Sect was located at the highest point in the long mountain range. As Zhao Feng approached, he was immediately noticed by the people within the Celestial Net Sect.
“Who visited?” a loud voice came from within, shaking the world.
"Zhao Feng of the Spiritual Race, on the orders of the Third Elder, has come to strengthen the Celestial Net Sect," Zhao Feng replied immediately. But he was actually a bit confused; the power holders within the Celestial Net Sect definitely knew who he was, so why would they ask such a question?
He could not help but use his left eye to peer through the rows of dark yellow defenses and various buildings to look at the owner of this voice. It was a dignified middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, his formidable aura indicating that he was a peak of Rank Eight. Next to the middle-aged man was a handsome young man with a cold and arrogant face.
In a gambling match between two races, the Ice Origin Ancient God was originally an Ancient God trump card for the Spiritual Race. But when the gambling match actually happened, the Ice Origin Ancient God suffered a miserable defeat in his first battle, and in the end, it was Zhao Feng who had snatched victory from the jaws of defeat. Zhao Feng was already aware of the jealousy of the Ice Origin Ancient God at that moment.
The Celestial Net Sect:
"Dad, this person is Zhao Feng," whispered the Ice Origin Ancient God.
"High on Rank Eight?" The middle-aged man was surprised.
"What's? Peak Rank Eight? ” The Ice God of Ancient Origin was completely shocked and became dazed.
He had been completely humiliated during the gambling match between the two races. Upon his return, he diligently cultivated, and with the help of his father, he managed to painstakingly reach the top of Rank Seven.
He originally planned to arrange a battle with Zhao Feng the next time he met him, but he did not expect that, when he saw Zhao Feng next, he did not know that, his father would say that Zhao Feng was at the peak of Rank Eight.
“Although your cultivation cannot compare to his, the Celestial Net Sect is listening to your father's orders right now. In this war between the two races, he would not get the chance to show his skills. I will make your battlefield achievements far surpass Zhao Feng!” The golden-robed man looked kindly at the Ancient God Ice Origin.
“Mm!” The Ancient Ice God Origin firmly nodded.
At this moment, a crack appeared in the defensive ranks of the Celestial Net Sect.
Whooshing sound!
Zhao Feng entered the Celestial Net Sect.
“So it's Zhao Feng, the genius of my Spiritual Race! I am the commander of this place, the Blue Distance Ancient God. You have just arrived, so I'll have someone prepare a place to stay for you so you can rest. ” Blue Distance Ancient Gods looked at Zhao Feng with a very warm expression.
"I have to trouble you." Zhao Feng agreed, where he was guided to a vast and beautiful palace.
He was willing to participate in this war so that he could make a little effort for the Spiritual Race and save it from an unfavorable position. However, from the looks of it, the Ancient Distance Blue God would not give him this opportunity.
But this is fine too. Zhao Feng would secretly spend his time on the front lines. When the time came and he showed his true level of cultivation, he would still not garner much suspicion.
Upon entering the palace, Zhao Feng started cultivating, focusing mainly on increasing his Intent energy and strengthening his combat skills.
At night, the calm and cold Celestial Net Sect suddenly became scorching hot.
Buzz! Bzz!
The defensive line around the Heavenly Net Sect began to tremble, making everyone inside worried.
“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!”
Panicked voices could be heard within the Celestial Net Sect.
Outside of the Celestial Net Sect, a great power had gathered, led by a gigantic, thirty foot tall, middle-aged man, his entire body gleaming with gold and silver with flames blazing around him.
Whooshing sound!
A golden-robed figure appeared, hovering in the air and emitting a powerful ancient energy.
“Hmph! I know that you will not easily give up on the Celestial Net Sect!” The Blue Distance Ancient God coldly snorted.
“Cut the chat! Ancient Distance Blue God, we will definitely capture the Celestial Net Sect today!” the giant man roared, sending out waves of golden flames that bathed the horizon in golden light.
The explosion! Bang out!
The giant man raised both of his fists, and then a dazzling golden sun shot forward.
“Only you alone? That's not enough!” A look of disdain appeared on the face of the Blue Distance Ancient God.
"Groan!" The Ancient Distance Blue God roared, and his body began to emit a crystal Divine Power as he darted forward.
Whooshing sound!
Countless experts flowed out from the Heavenly Netting Sect to follow the Blue Distance of the Ancient Gods.
"Ha huh! The Celestial Net Sect is ours today!” At this moment, a somewhat withered elder appeared next to the giant man.
This person immediately emitted a hot pressure that caused all the members of the Celestial Net Sect to pause for a moment as a burning sensation enveloped their bodies.
The explosion!
The old man waved his palm, sending out a dark brown colored flame that quickly turned into a ferocious dragon.
"Not good! Nine Rank Ancient Gods! ” Ancient Gods Blue Distance grimacing.
Bzz! Holy hooch!
The divine power of the crystals around him surged forward into a huge crystal shield.
The explosion! Bang out!
The shield only lasted a few moments before it was destroyed.
The dark brown fire dragon howled forward, pushing back the Blue Distance Ancient God and the few Ancient Gods he led.
"Aah!" The weaker Rank Seven Ancient God was unable to fend off the flames, and a moment later, he was burnt to ashes.
“Return and survive!” The Ancient Distance Blue God immediately ordered.
Now, their only hope was to defend the Celestial Net Sect and wait for reinforcements.
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