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King of Gods – Chapter 674
Chapter 674 – Is Coming
In the Emperor Palace in the Mystic True Sacred Clan, Zhao Feng sat down cross-legged and watched Kun Yun grow.
His heart suddenly turned cold as he felt the aura of Death expanding in the depths of his soul.
"The Chasing of Death!"
Zhao Feng hiccupped. This sensation of danger was not something a normal Death Guard or Death Spirit Lord could bring.
In the depths of his soul, the aura of Death was connected to something very far away.
Zhao Feng's expression changed dramatically. He can guess what happened.
The four Death Spirit Gods and thirty-six Death Guards had still yet to complete their mission, and the Death Emperor disciples themselves nearly died in the Forgotten Demigod Garden.
Under that situation, the Emperor of Death himself might come.
“I might not even be able to defeat a Death Emperor disciple; how can I defeat a Death Emperor standing at the peak?”
Zhao Feng took a deep breath.
In the Demigod Forgotten Garden, he teamed up with Nan Gongsheng and used his Eye of Heaven. Even so, they still had not managed to kill Wen Luoan.
Wen Luoan's strength was even restricted in the Demigod Forgotten Garden.
If Zhao Feng fought one-on-one with him, he would probably lose.
The top hundred of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race were extremely powerful. They go beyond logic.
"The most important task right now is to increase my strength and grind Death intent in my soul."
Zhao Feng had his mind chain.
As long as Emperor Duanmu was in the Mystical True Sacred Clan, the Emperor of Death was unable to directly threaten Zhao Feng. After all, this was the territory of the True Martial Holy Lands, and the Emperor of Death was not part of it.
Moreover, the Emperor was not the strongest person here.
Hu~~
Zhao Feng closed his eyes and started circulating the Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique, and the contents of the Dark Eye Secret Book appeared in his mind.
Zhao Feng was very satisfied with the Ten Thousand Divine Minds Technique, which allowed his mastery of the Soul Dao to step into a new level. This divine technique not only strengthened his foundation to break through to the Void God Realm, it also helped weaken the aura of Death in his soul.
In the soul dimension, Zhao Fengs mind split into a hundred and slowly dived into the depths of his soul like tentacles, then slowly started grinding the Death Eye intent.
The Emperor of Death specialized in the Dao of Souls and the Dao of Death.
Even Emperor Duanmu did not dare to help Zhao Feng if he caused any injuries. Zhao Feng had to rely on himself and slowly weaken Death intent.
In the depths of his soul, the intent that the Emperor of Death had left behind was like some kind of mark that existed in a special state, similar to Zhao Fengs Heaven Eyes. Any mental energy that touches it will be destroyed.
"As expected of the mark left behind by the Eye of Death."
Zhao Feng felt very troubled. If he had not developed the Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique, it would be difficult to threaten this intention unless he became an Emperor.
The Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique allowed Zhao Feng's mastery of the Soul Dao to reach a whole new level.
He started condensing his mental energy into a blade, then used the Flame Eye beside him to slowly grind his intent.
Zhao Feng's energy was depleted very quickly in this process.
After his energy ran out, he sat down and continued to recover.
It kept repeating itself, and Zhao Feng's mastery of the Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique increased.
A few days later:
“Unfortunately, Death intent is too strong, so it takes a long time to weaken. Maybe when my God's Spiritual Eye evolves and my soul reaches King level, its speed will increase.”
Zhao Feng sighed.
Right at this moment, the lake in Zhao Feng's left eye dimension reached a hundred yards.
A tired sensation spread from his God Spiritual Eye and extended throughout his body.
Zhao Feng did his best to fight the drowsiness. He knew that, once he could not stop it, he would fall into a deep sleep while the God Spiritual Eye evolved. He had to wait until Zhao Yufei and his master returned before he could fall asleep.
Zhao Feng did not use the Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique anymore. He realized that cultivating this technique would speed up the evolution process of his God's Spiritual Eye.
Time passed, and the cultivation of Kun Yun's child was still increasing rapidly after reaching True Lord Rank.
Every few days or so, the golden-skinned child would ask Zhao Feng for resources or treasures, but fortunately, Zhao Feng had plenty.
It was a huge pressure to bear the cultivation cost of three people. Himself, the little thieving cat, and the child Kun Yun all needed a large amount of resources.
Among them, the little thieving cat took the most. It eats up every kind of treasure.
Fortunately, the little thieving cat had gone through joys and sorrows with Zhao Feng, and it had never let him down before.
On this day, the cultivation of the Kun Yun child began to approach the Origin Core Realm, and he asked Zhao Feng for more resources.
Hmmmm?
Zhao Feng suddenly sensed something, and Extraordinary Strength descended towards the Duanmu Emperor Palace.
Shua!
Zhao Feng waved his hand and made Kun Yun's child enter the ring.
“Aura an Emperor who is very close to the Mystical Light Realm.”
Child Kun Yun muttered while hiding his aura and became obedient.
"mastering."
Zhao Feng walked out of the room to the Palace grounds.
Right at this moment, the majestic figure of a man with white hair appeared.
When this Emperor appeared, the souls of all the clan experts trembled.
"Brother Zhao Feng!"
Next to Duanmu Qing, covered in light, was a young girl in purple clothes.
The purple-clothed young girl was extremely beautiful and had skin as white as snow. He did not seem to have a body made of flesh and bones, it was more like a beautiful statue.
“Yufei!”
Zhao Feng revealed an expression of excitement, and the fatigue in his heart faded a little.
He remembered what happened in the Mermaid Kingdom when he used mermaid tears. When she was young, a beautiful girl with the proximity of neighbors appeared with sparkling eyes. It was someone who was watching silently behind and continued to chase after him.
After this reunion, everything is so familiar and clear – smells, her gentle embrace, her warmth.
This beautiful girl in purple clothes had now come out of her memory and contacted her.
The two looked at each other.
Zhao Yufei's eyes started to glaze over. He could not hide his faint excitement and embarrassment, especially when the man of his dreams looked at him with a different gaze than before. It was a sensation of love without dirt.
As the two looked at each other, they both understood something.
Right now, the meaning of a simple gaze exceeded a thousand words.
Zhao Feng had no experience in love, and Zhao Yufei's eyes became slightly red. Even though she was happy, she wanted to cry.
Zhao Fengs eyes flashed as a soft body leaped towards him, and his teary eyes touched his face.
The familiar feeling, the proximity of the next-door neighbor was a pleasant feeling, like a bitter feeling when using mermaid tears.
Zhao Feng's soul was cleansed, and the effects of the mermaid tears seemed to fuse with his own experience.
“Yufei.”
Zhao Feng reached out his hand and hugged Zhao Yufei.
She did not know what to say or how to explain it, she simply followed her instincts as she hugged the girl in front of her.
From the understanding of mermaid tears until now, Zhao Feng finally saw through the feelings in his youth.
Only until Emperor Duanmu coughed lightly did the two seem to wake up from their dreams and blush.
The three entered the hall and sat down, only then did Zhao Feng examine Zhao Yufei closely, and he was surprised by what he saw.
Zhao Yufei had an aura similar to Meng Xi, Wen Luoan, or Jiang Fan. It was the aura of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race bloodline. Moreover, the aura from Zhao Yufei was even stronger than Wen Luoan.
What was even more incredible was that, even though Zhao Yufei's cultivation was at the Great Origin Core Realm, the purity of the True Yuan emanating from him was no weaker than that of a King.
“Brother Zhao Feng, my bloodline is completely awakened. With the help of Senior Martial Brother Duanmu, I have successfully inherited the Purple Saint Ruins and refined them as my own Heaven and Little Earth.
Zhao Yufei was filled with excitement, and he was extremely arrogant.
Little Heaven and Earth?
Zhao Feng was surprised. Zhao Yufei had not even become a King; how could he have his own Little Heaven and Earth?
"Zhao Feng, we meet again."
A familiar voice sounded from around Zhao Yufei.
Weng~~
A purple colored light dreamily covered the room, and the three entered a familiar dimension at the next moment.
"The aura of the Purple Saint Ruins is dozens of times stronger than before."
Zhao Feng was standing in the mysterious gorge next to the Towering Tree Yao.
The dimension before him was the Purple Saint Ruins. The only difference was that Little Heaven and Earth only had a ten mile radius. Everything has shrunk a few hundred times.
Zhao Feng finally understood why Duanmu Qing took so long to return.
Being the Emperor of the Holy Land, Duanmu Qing was able to use the Teleportation Array of the Spiritual Zone and arrived at the Tianlu Islands Zone very quickly.
Duanmu Qing punished the three sects when he arrived, and the King of the three sects admitted their guilt.
Afterwards, Duanmu Qing helped Zhao Yufei refine the Purple Saint Ruins and merge the Purple Saint Partial Spirit into Heaven and Little Earth as well.
The Purple Saint Partial Spirit had become a part of Zhao Yufei's Little Heaven and Earth, otherwise Zhao Yufei would not have been able to obtain it.
That meant that Zhao Yufei had not only managed to inherit the Purple Saint Ruins, he had also managed to save the Purple Saint Partial Spirit.
Emperor Duanmu used several months and a great price to do so.
Shua!
Duanmu Qing and his companions returned to the palace.
"Yufei, these are mermaid tears and the Illusory God Wine."
Zhao Feng looked tired, but he took out two treasures and handed them to Zhao Yufei.
Illusory God Wine?
Zhao Yufei did not know its value yet, but Emperor Duanmu was surprised, “You managed to obtain the Illusory God Wine? These two items were perfect for Yufei. After all, he had the bloodline of the Spiritual Race, which meant that his cultivation was always higher than his mental energy.”
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