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King of Gods – Chapter 778


Chapter 778 – Luo Shui’er


Shock appeared on Luo Zun's face as he was just about to leave. Zhao Feng's warning sounded directly on Luo Zun's head, and he had not felt anything before. In order to do this, the soul power of others would have to be higher than him.


"That rank of True Master ... do you really think a favor of one King would be able to threaten the Luo Family?" Luo Zun suppressed the shock in his heart and his expression darkened. His Divine Sense flashed through the air and landed next to Zhao Feng's ear, but it was unable to penetrate into his soul.


This scene surprised him. He could not detect or even touch Zhao Feng's soul force. The last one is like a dead sea.


Although Luo Zun was strong, he was also cautious and vigilant. Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat both possessed strength that he could not see, and this made him wary. Furthermore, the current Luo Family was unable to attack the Zhao Family directly.


“Then let's see.” Zhao Feng closed his eyes and remained motionless.


“Hmph, the boy at the bottom of the well, the Yunling Zhao Family who was very little was nothing in the Great Gan Lord Dynasty. It's not even a pawn. The Ten Thousand Sacred Clan might have a place at its peak, but now” A chill appeared on Luo Zun's face, and her tone contained a sense of superiority.


Luo Zun used his style to warn and "attack back" Zhao Feng.


In the Great Gan Lord Dynasty, the Zhao Family and even the Luo Family were nothing. The ten Thousand Sacred Clan that was weak had almost no little strength left. On the other hand, Luo Zun had formed a good relationship with the Eighth Prince, and the empire was the ruler.


"This Luo Zun!" Zhao Feng was surprised. Luo Zun was not only talented, he had even found something to rely on in this dangerous world; the empire looked at his talent and abilities.


"Zhao Feng!" Luo Zun's words were filled with confidence and dominance, “If you return now, there is still time otherwise, the Zhao Family will only be able to last for at most another year. You might be able to survive with the protection of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, but you will die hatefully.”


Hearing this, Zhao Feng felt strange. It was he who warned Luo Zun, but Luo Zun suddenly started talking about the ruling dynasty and told Zhao Feng to come back, as if Luo Zun was already a victor.


Zhao Feng sat down and did not say anything more. He had already warned Luo Zun; it did not matter to Zhao Feng whether Luo Zun listened to him or not, but it seemed that Luo Zun did not plan to listen.


In the clouds, Luo Zun's expression was grim as he flew towards the Luo Family. Zhao Feng's determination surpassed his expectations. He tried to crush Zhao Feng's battle intent with his words just now, but Zhao Feng was completely unmoved and was even too lazy to refute.


"What does this boy rely on?" Luo Zun felt somewhat defeated. He had asked to be the one to take care of the Zhao Family, but he failed. He, the number one genius in the Tianfeng Great Island Zone, had been defeated by a young man who was a dozen years younger than him. This humiliation made him angry. In terms of age, Zhao Feng was only fourteen or fifteen years old – not even half of his age.


"Brother Luo." A flying sound and waves of Overwhelming Strength appeared near the Luo Family.


"Eighth Prince." Luo Zun's expression became a little better as she glanced towards the calm and elegant man.


“Brother Luo, how did it go? It didn't work?” The Eight Princes knew that Luo Zun's expression was not right.


The two were on good terms, so Luo Zun told her everything.


“It looks like Zhao Feng is indeed not simple. Brother Luo had never felt this defeat since the battle with Xin Wuheng” The Eighth Prince's eyes lit up as he muttered. It seemed like the humiliation that Luo Zun felt this time was just below what he felt from Xin Wuheng.


"Xin Wuheng!" When Luo Zun muttered this name, hatred and fighting intent emerged from his eyes. "I'm going to finish this boy off, then challenge him."


The Eighth Prince knew that the defeat half a year ago was Luo Zun's greatest humiliation.


“I have analyzed that Xin Wuheng deliberately remained at the King level half a step because he did not want to become King. After all, his Intent has reached the level of Emperor, ” said the Eighth Prince.


He felt regret every time he mentioned Xin Wuheng. The Eighth Prince has not managed to recruit such geniuses, but the strongest competitor for the position of Crown Prince – Fourth Prince – did.


“Why does he want to suppress his cultivation? Could it?" Luo Zun suddenly thought of something.


“It's true – Dimension Divine Illusion.” The Eighth Prince smiled faintly. "Anyone in the Void God Realm would have to undergo great risks to enter the Divine Illusion Dimension, but a half-step King had at least a 70% chance of success."


This analysis is logical. In order to ensure he could enter the Divine Illusion Dimension safely, Xin Wuheng deliberately remained at the half-step King level.


Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound!


The two flew towards the Luo Family.


“Eighth Prince, have you spoken to my sister? How's him?" Luo Zun smiled. The Eighth Prince had the status of a noble. If his younger sister were to marry the Eighth Prince, it would be very good for her and the entire Luo Family. The Luo Family was willing even if Luo Shui’er was just a concubine.


“I like Miss Shuier, and she is perfect, but” the Eighth Prince smiled bitterly.


"Hmm? Does Shuier not want to?” Luo Zun thought of a problem. The Eighth Prince, himself, and the Luo Family never asked what Luo Shuier was thinking.


From Luo Zun's point of view, it was something that countless women from normal families would dream of even if they were just a concubine, she said, and the Eighth Prince had promised to make Luo Shuier the chief wife.


“Dad, brother, when did I ever agree to break up the marriage? Are you even considering asking me what I think? ”


A young girl in green clothes was crying. The girl had delicate skin, and she looked like a goddess. He was perfect like a lotus after the rain.


Facing the young girl's cry, both Luo Zun and their father looked at each other and remained silent. The two of them both loved Luo Shui’er, but neither of them even asked what Luo Shui’er was thinking, and now his name was stained by Zhao Fengs Engagement Rejection Letter.


Guilt appeared in their hearts, but soon faded away. Forming a relationship with the Eighth Prince and the empire was something that the Luo Family and Luo Zun could not resist.


The next day, Zhao Feng returned to the Zhao Family Palace and continued cultivating.


After destroying the Yin Family, Zhao Feng had gathered some Water element resources and body strengthening, which allowed him to cultivate for a while.


At this moment, his cultivation had reached the final stage of the True Master Rank and was still steadily increasing, but there was still some strength required to break through to the fourth level of the Golden Kun Divine Lightning Body.


Seeing that, Zhao Feng put more energy into the Five Elements Wind Lightning Technique. The higher the level of the Five Elements Wind Lightning Technique, the more efficient he could use Wind Lightning to train his body.


A few days later, Zhao Fengs cultivation was approaching the peak of True Lord Rank, and the Five Elements Wind Lightning Technique was approaching the peak of the fourth level.


"The Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body may be able to break through to the fourth level after half a month, and my cultivation may recover to the Origin Core Realm after two months," Zhao Feng murmured.


His plan to re-cultivate him was precise. When he returned to the Void God Realm, his foundation would be much stronger than his previous life, which would increase the chances of him breaking through to the Mystic Light Realm.


On this day, Zhao Feng's cultivation was interrupted.


"Feng’er, the Luo Family has sent people and they want to talk to you." Grandpa Zhao rushed over.


"Luo Family?"


Zhao Feng got up and walked out of the courtyard. A while later, Zhao Feng saw the representative of the Luo Family in the Zhao family room.


A total of three people were from the Luo Family. The middle man was an elder in the Origin Core Realm with a plump face and large ears speaking, “Zhao Feng, he said, I came to represent the Family Head to invite you to attend the Luo Family banquet and discuss the wedding. . As for the Engagement Rejection Letter, the Family Head was willing to believe that it was done on a whim. I heard that Lady Shui’er's impression of you is also not bad . ”


The flabby-faced elder continued to speak while Zhao Feng and the rest of the Zhao Family were shocked.


As for this banquet, Zhao Feng was not interested and did not want to attend, and they only invited Zhao Feng.


"Feng’er, this might be the Luo Family's trap." The upper echelon of the Zhao Family was worried. Grandfather Zhao even suspected that they were planning to kill Zhao Feng.


"I've written a Letter of Refusal of Engagement, there's nothing more to say." Zhao Feng's brows furrowed, but the flabby-faced elder continued speaking in an attempt to persuade Zhao Feng.


“I'll go now.” Zhao Feng was too lazy to care about anything else, and he would leave the three representatives behind and start cultivating again.


"Big, don't be arrogant." Seeing that, the flabby-faced elder finally became angry, “The Luo Family that invited you gave you the face of the Zhao Family that very little does not oppose the Luo Family! It was like trying to break a stone with an egg.”


The soft-faced elder swore and cursed. Zhao Feng started to understand; this was probably one of the Luo Family's tricks. If they were to attack this representative, the Luo Family would have a legitimate reason to attack.


At a certain moment, a flying sound appeared beside the half-step King Intent.


"Is Zhao Feng here?" A general in blue clothes floated in the air and took out a shining silver token.


Weng~~


The token widened to a hundred yards and was surrounded by purple dragons connected to the wealth of the ruling dynasty.


“Token Duke!” The hearts of the upper echelon of the Zhao Family as well as the mushy-faced elder trembled.


"Greetings, Mr. Duke." The upper echelons of the Zhao Family, flabby-faced elders, and friends were all extremely respectful, and those who were lowly cultivating even knelt down.


"Yes, right." Zhao Feng walked expressionlessly.


"Zhao Feng, the Duke's Palace invites you as a guest." The blue-clothed general smiled as his gaze landed on Zhao Feng, and he was somewhat respectful.


"The Duke Palace ... invited Zhao Feng as a guest?" The three from the Luo Family acted as if they were choking.


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