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King of Gods – Chapter 619


Chapter 619 – Passes a Hundred Breaths


Zhao Feng somewhat understood the situation of the Golden Mountain Sect through Old Li's explanation.


Most of the elites of the Golden Mountain Sect were in the True Martial Holy Lands, and other forces nearby had gathered in the Zone of the True Martial Islands.


“Zhao Feng, we will send some experts and geniuses to the True Martial Holy Land two months later. Since you have a guest token, you can come with us. ”


Old Li said.


“Thank you, Senior.”


Zhao Feng nodded, and Li Yunya and Loulan Zhishui had envious expressions.


Later that day, Old Li took Zhao Feng and his friends to the fortress of the Golden Mountain Sect.


Their care was not bad; they were given a large house.


One had to know that there were many two-star sects here, and every inch of land was extremely precious.


Even the Golden Mountain Sect had a limited area.


“Older Li, what is the history of the boy? Is it enough to throw away the sign of a precious guest from our sect? Usually only those who are in the late stage Great Origin Core Realm or unique masters have been invited to our sect have that right. ”


A Great Origin Core Realm man said angrily.


In the Golden Mountain Sect, normal Sovereign Sovereigns were only Outer Elders, while true Elders with true strength like Old Li – had at least reached half a step of the Void God Realm.


“The boy's talent is considered not bad even in the Holy Land. We can accept him as our disciple.”


Another elder said, but Old Li shook his head, “This is only a ten-day guest mark. Furthermore, if that brat could use it well, its value for the Golden Mountain Sect could not be measured. ”


Old Li did not want to talk much about Zhao Fengs background.


How could he not see Zhao Fengs potential and talent? However, true miracles in the Spiritual Sacred Land usually came from three-star power.


In a room inside the house, Zhao Feng sat down and cultivated.


Over the past few days, he had strengthened and consolidated his Core Center.


With his current state of existence, body, and soul, his cultivation increased tremendously.


As long as he could increase the number of Core Centres, Zhao Feng would not encounter any bottleneck during the Little Origin Core Realm.


A large amount of resources with the elements of Wind and Lightning were quickly spent. Fortunately, he was extremely wealthy after earning so much in the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace.


Using that help, Zhao Fengs Core Center began to strengthen.


Of course, he did not give up on exploring the Ancient Dream Realm. Every few days, he would enter the Ancient Dream Realm and absorb the aura, especially into his eyes.


He could now last over ninety breaths in the Ancient Dream Realm, and the amount of aura he could absorb was over ten times greater than the amount he could at the beginning.


Therefore, the bloodline strength of Zhao Fengs eyes increased rapidly every day.


Month passed. Zhao Fengs soul power was now comparable to the late stage Great Origin Core Realm, and it was more condensed than before.


In the dimension of his left eye, the lake had expanded to sixty yards.


"When the lake extends past a hundred meters, the Gods Spiritual Eye will undergo another change."


Zhao Feng felt a call from somewhere.


At this moment, the aura effect of the Ancient Dream Realm on his soul was greatly reduced. Zhao Feng estimated that, the closer he got to the Void God Realm, the less the aura effects of the Ancient Dream Realm would be until it ended up having no effect at all.


Zhao Feng entered the Ancient Dream Realm once again.


As his state of existence and soul became stronger, Zhao Feng could last longer in the dimension.


“Seventy breaths eight breaths ninety breaths.”


Zhao Feng could easily last up to ninety breaths.


Ninety-five breaths .. ninety-six breaths ….


Finally, when he reached ninety-seven breaths, the pressure Zhao Feng received became so great that he barely managed to take a step before exiting the Ancient Dream Realm.


It feels like holding your breath underwater: the longer it lasts, the greater the pressure on your lungs.


“Ninety-seven breaths. My goal of a hundred breaths was already in sight. ”


Zhao Feng wasn't injured this time because he wasn't trying his hardest. He entered this time around mainly because he wanted to consolidate his foundation.


Over the past month, he used a large amount of precious resources, and his Core Center was approaching the middle stage of the Little Origin Core Realm.


One should know that Zhao Fengs Core Realm was not even as big as an ordinary Little Origin Core Realm, but his True Yuan power was approaching the late stage Small Origin Core Realm.


On the fortieth day after arriving at the True Martial Islands Zone, Zhao Feng was about to enter the Ancient Dream Realm once again and break through the hundred breath barrier.


"Little Friend Zhao Feng."


Old Li's voice sounded.


This was the first time he had come to find Zhao Feng.


"Old man."


Zhao Feng came out and greeted the white-bearded Old Li.


Zhao Feng did not go into deep seclusion after arriving here because he knew that he would soon enter the True Martial Holy Land.


"Like this; there are still twenty days left until the Golden Mountain Sect sends another group to the Holy Land, which includes about ten of our geniuses. ”


Old Li smiled and said.


After saying that, he raised his hand.


The nine geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect stood behind him. To be able to enter the Holy Land meant that they had good potential.


“The lowest cultivation among them is the peak True Lord Rank. Most were at the half-step Origin Core Realm, and there were also two Little Origin Core Realms. ”


Zhao Feng looked towards them.


The ages of several half-step Origin Core Realms did not exceed fifty, and the two early stage Small Origin Core Realms were no more than fifty years old.


As long as one did not exceed the age of fifty, they would usually still be considered part of the younger generation. This was because True Lord Rank could live up to three hundred years, and Origin Core Realm could live for several hundred years.


“Little Friend Zhao, these are all juniors of the sect. You can give them some pointers before going to the Holy Land.”


Old Li smiled and said.


"You juniors should interact with Little Friend Zhao when you have time."


At the same time, he was signaling with his eyes towards the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect.


“Ya, Elder.”


The nine geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect replied at once.


They did not dare to go against the orders of an Elder who had actual strength and status. Moreover, most of them admired and respected Zhao Feng because of how high his cultivation was given his age.


It wasn't difficult for Zhao Feng to guess Old Li's intentions; he wanted one or two people to be in a relationship with Zhao Feng.


"Brother Zhao, which expert is your master?"


"Breaked through to the Origin Core Realm at such a young age .. Only Senior Martial Brother Yin who entered the Sacred Land can compare to you."


The nine geniuses were all curious about Zhao Fengs identity.


Among them, there was one man and one woman who were at the Origin Core Realm.


The men are skinny while the women are beautiful and dressed in white.


The two examined Zhao Feng with sparkling eyes, and although they were surprised by Zhao Feng's cultivation given how young he was, they didn't think too much about it. They were at the Origin Core Realm as well, so they were on the same level.


Zhao Feng started interacting with these geniuses with great interest. After all, they were all from the two-star pinnacle sect that was the Golden Mountain Sect, and their heritage and techniques surpassed that of a normal two-star sect.


With Zhao Fengs soul strength and understanding, he learned a lot from them.


After that, Zhao Feng had to compete with nine people.


The Golden Mountain Sect had a special field of martial arts that could restrict the strength of the people in the Origin Core Realm from leaking out.


All the seniors of the Golden Mountain Sect watched in secret.


Some half-step Origin Core Realm asked Zhao Feng to spar with them first.


"You guys, go test his strength."


The skinny man in the Origin Core Realm said in secret.


It was clear that those at the half-step Origin Core Realm were simply no match for Zhao Feng, and they all fell down with just a single touch.


The half-step Origin Core Realm could not even touch Zhao Fengs clothes.


"What speed!"


The skinny man and the white-clothed beauty looked at each other, and their expressions changed slightly. Only the two of them could barely see how Zhao Feng moved.


After defeating the Origin Core Realm half a step, Zhao Feng discovered that it was starting to get boring, so he suggested a fight against the skinny man and the white-clothed beauty together.


Hearing that, the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect felt humiliated. The skinny and beautiful man in white sighed, but they were angry at the same time.


Facing Zhao Fengs speed, their chances of winning in a one-on-one fight were extremely small.


The outcome of the fight shocked everyone.


Plash! Plash!


The two Origin Core Realm geniuses were instantly defeated by Zhao Feng.


Shua!


The purple lightning fog and wind swept over the two.


“People Wind Shredder Purple? Could it be the legacy of the Wind Lightning Emperor from ten thousand years ago?


The Elders of the Golden Mountain Sect clicked their tongues.


The power Zhao Feng displayed was simply too great. There might not be many people below the Great Origin Core Realm who were a match for him.


"Those related to Duanmu Qing are indeed not simple."


Old Li sighed, and he could not help feeling regret.


The difference between Zhao Feng and the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect was simply too great. That means his intention has failed. The two groups were not even on the same level, so it would be difficult for them to form any friendships.


While the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect felt humiliated, they all respected Zhao Fengs strength.


"Even Senior Martial Brother Yin, the strongest genius of our sect, might not be his match."


The white-clothed beauty looked towards Zhao Feng with admiration.


Over the next few days, since the difference between the two sides was too great, there wasn't much interaction between Zhao Feng and these geniuses.


The white-clothed beauty tried to date Zhao Feng once or twice but always ended in failure. Zhao Feng focused on cultivation. However, the image of a quiet, graceful, and goddess-like woman with a pouting expression occasionally surfaced in her mind.


Liu Qinxin had also worn white clothes in the past, and as time passed, her memory became clearer.


Hu~


Zhao Feng let out a long sigh as a rare sign of intense emotion appeared in his eyes.


With a thought, he appeared in the Ancient Dream Realm once again.


Ten thirty breaths sixty breaths ninety breaths.


The pressure Zhao Feng felt became even greater after ninety breaths.


Ninety-five breath ninety-seven breath ninety-nine breaths.


"Hundred breaths."


Zhao Feng was like a stone statue that had existed for thousands of years embedded in the land of this remote land.


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