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King of Gods – Chapter 589


Chapter 589 – Similar


"The Ten Thousand Ancient Race Bloodline!"


Hearing that voice, everyone started to discuss.


Legendary bloodlines appeared. How many surprises is that?


The expression of the tall skinny young man from the Spiritual Sacred Land changed, but it was too late to stop the short-haired young man using his bloodline.


Plash! Plash!


The experts in the arena trembled from the bottom of their bloodlines and souls. Those under the Origin Core Realm were half a step half-kneeling on the ground, and even some Sovereigns felt the urge to submit to the short-haired young man from the Holy Land.


On the arena platform, the short-haired youth lineage that had been fully exposed turned his skin into a hard shell-like object. He was like a ferocious beast that released a terrifying aura as he looked at the Two Purple Despair Rulers.


“This is actually a legendary lineage .”


The expressions of the Two Despair became bitter as they half-kneeled. They were like ants in front of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race bloodline. Even without fighting, they had already lost.


Their attack just now had only made a small scratch the size of a nail, and it had already healed.


“Scary defense. So, this is the power of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race bloodline?”


Zhao Feng felt his body and soul tremble. Apart from his God Spiritual Eye, even his bloodline was suppressed, and it trembled slightly.


This was the first time he had seen his bloodline suppressed.


The peng! The peng! The peng! The peng!


The suppressed bloodline sent a wisp of aura to the sealed God Spiritual Eye and caused it to jump. After all, Zhao Fengs bloodline came from the God Spiritual Eye.


“Fuck!”


The power of the short-haired youth lineage reached its limit, and he sent a black-colored tornado sweeping through the area several hundred yards away.


Bam!


The two Purple Sovereign Despair both shouted as they were sent flying. Their flesh and bones became messy, as if they were being crushed by a savage beast.


“Arghh~~!”


Two bloodied figures fell from the arena.


The judges of the Great Origin Core Realm were dumbfounded.


"Jiang Fan, thirty-one wins in r-no, thirty-two …."


One of the jurors couldn't even speak properly.


In his current state, the short-haired Jiang Fan sent the late stage and peak of the Small Origin Core Realm flying with the power of his bloodline.


Hu!


Everyone watching took a cold breath and felt uneasy in front of his aura. None of the sailors around Zhao Feng could even stand up well anymore.


Loulan Zhishui had to lean on Zhao Feng just to be able to stand up, and anyone who could still block the aura felt their bloodline flaming.


"Ha ha ha. Who still dares to challenge me?”


Jiang Fan laughed as he unleashed the Ten Thousand Ancient Race bloodline, leaving the people nearby unable to breathe.


Wherever the short-haired Jiang Fan's gaze turned, the aura from the Ten Thousand Ancient Race's bloodline would drop. Many people felt as if they were struck by lightning, and those who were thinking of challenging him earlier lowered their heads.


"The aura from the Ten Thousand Ancient Race's bloodline is somewhat similar to the aura from the Ancient Dream Realm."


Although Zhao Fengs bloodline had been suppressed, it was ignited due to its relationship with the God Spiritual Eye.


"Hmm?"


The short-haired young man's gaze suddenly stopped when he looked at a certain area.


"The faint ancient aura .. could there be another lineage of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race …?"


The short-haired young man's bloodline suddenly sensed something.


Shua!


His sharp eyes landed on Zhao Feng.


The peng! The peng! The peng! The peng!


Zhao Fengs God Spiritual Eye started twitching. Some auras of the Ancient Dream Realm had still not completely fused with his bloodline.


The explosion!


Zhao Fengs heart trembled as he looked at the short-haired young man. It was like facing a giant beast. The pressure on him was stronger than the others.


“It is indeed worthy of being one of the top legendary lineages .”


Zhao Feng felt his blood boiling, but he could endure it. Fortunately, his body and state of existence had improved through the use of the heart blood essence and aura of the Ancient Dream Realm, so they were almost comparable to the Great Origin Core Realm Master Rulers. Otherwise, if it was the other half-step Origin Core Realm, they might have already vomited blood.


“Interesting, your bloodline seems to be somewhat related to the Ten Thousand Ancient Race .”


The short-haired young man's eyes lit up. A similar aura from Zhao Feng increased his senses and fighting intent. His Ten Thousand Ancient Race bloodline even for a moment had the feeling of facing a great enemy.


The short-haired young man's words caused the people nearby to sigh and look towards Zhao Feng. They did not think that there would be anyone else who had a bloodline related to the Ten Thousand Ancient Race in the same place.


The short-haired youth shook his head somewhat regretfully and took back his fighting intent.


Hu~


Zhao Feng sighed. The pressure from the short-haired youth was simply too great. He had to admit that the difference between him and the Ten Thousand Ancient Race bloodline was huge.


The two Purple Despair Rulers were at the late stage and peak stage of the Little Origin Core Realm and were still swept away instantly. The skeletal Division leader and Zhao Feng would have the same result.


“Without using my eyes, I will most likely be sent flying in one fell swoop. Furthermore, due to the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race, I might not be able to kill him even if I use my Void Space Eye Slash.”


Zhao Feng calmly analyzed. He knew how frightening the genius of the Spiritual Sacred Land was.


No wonder Zhao Yufei would be chosen by the Purple Saint Partial Spirit as the heir. One should know that the Purple Night Sacred Lord also had a faint Ten Thousand Ancient Race bloodline and eventually surpassed the Void God Realm and reached the Mystic Light Realm, just one step away from the Heavenly Divine Realm.


“Brat, I can't believe you're here! Ha ha ha."


An angry and cold laughter sounded from the other side of the arena. The owner of the voice was the Sovereign Lord wearing a plain shirt.


"That's it."


The handsome man and the beautiful woman were shocked when they saw Zhao Feng.


"Ha ha ha. Boy, I finally found you. ”


The Sovereign Lord was filled with excitement, and he instantly unleashed his aura towards Zhao Feng.


"This old fart."


Zhao Feng's expression changed. He did not think that he would meet the Third Elder of the Gan Cloud Pavilion here. Just then, Zhao Feng dug out the heart of the boundless sea whale before and tricked it.


"This is the Third Elder of the Gan Cloud Pavilion."


Many people recognize his identity. After all, the Gan Cloud Pavilion was a peak one-star power, and was at least as powerful as the Red Moon Demonic Religion when it was at its peak.


Whooshing sound!


The figure of the elder wearing the shirt flashed and landed in front of Zhao Feng who was full of coldness.


"Brat, hand over the heart's blood essence and I won't take this any further."


The elder said through Spiritual Sense. After all, this concerned a rare treasure, so he did not want others to know.


“Hehe, the heart blood essence was discovered by me when I was in the whale's body. What does that have to do with you? After all, everything is already used.”


Zhao Feng replied.


He was not worried that the elder would attack him in the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace. Xiao Ma, the tour guide, said that no matter how chaotic the circumstances outside were, the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace remained peaceful because the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace had a Spiritual Sacred Land behind them.


Even the Void God Realm or a two-star sect would not dare to cause trouble here. There aren't many that cause trouble here who can leave alive.


“Brat, don't try to trick me. There must be a large amount of heart blood essence from that whale. Give me the remaining heart blood essence and I will not trouble you.”


The elder smiled coldly. He wasn't stupid; he knew that Zhao Feng must have even more.


"No."


Zhao Feng rolled his eyes. Although he had more, it had nothing to do with the older one.


“Hmph, although I dare not attack you inside the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace, the Gan Cloud Pavilion is one of the top three powers. Never think of leaving here.”


The elder sneered coldly and walked away.


He did not dare to attack inside the Void Sea Spiritual Palace, but he did not believe that Zhao Feng would stay here forever.


Shua!


A short-haired young man landed in front of Zhao Feng as soon as the elder wearing the shirt left.


"Fans Jiang!"


Zhao Feng exclaimed, and the people around all shouted this name in their hearts.


“I am Jiang Fan, from the True Martial Holy Land. May I ask your name?”


Jiang Fan smiled faintly, and many onlookers were shocked. The arrogant genius of one of these Holy Lands came to know Zhao Feng?


Jiang Fan examined Zhao Feng with interest.


All of this fell into the eyes of the Sovereign Lord wearing a shirt, and the cold smile on his face froze. If Zhao Feng knew a genius from one of the Holy Lands, then even the Gan Cloud Pavilion would not dare to move against Zhao Feng.


"This one is called Zhao Feng."


Zhao Feng greeted the two geniuses from the Sacred Land.


The short-haired youth who had the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race was called Jiang Fan, and the tall thin youth who was in the Great Origin Core Realm was called Chen Yilin.


While the two were examining him, Zhao Feng was also examining the two, especially Jiang Fan and his bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race.


The aura of the Ancient Dream Realm can improve my state of being and body, and it can purify my bloodline. The bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race had the same aura. What is the relationship between the two?


Zhao Feng muttered in his heart.


He attached great importance to the aura of the Ancient Dream Realm, and he had some guesses.


“This young man has a faint ancient aura. Even if he did not have the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race, it was definitely the bloodline from that era.”


The two geniuses from the Sacred Land did not underestimate Zhao Feng. The Ten Thousand Ancient Race bloodline was some of the best even among the Holy Lands, and it was shocking that they would see someone who had a bloodline close to the Ten Thousand Ancient Race.


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