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King of Gods – Chapter 855
Chapter 855: Summoning the Evil God
Chapter 855 – Calling Evil Gods
In the air, the bright sword light that was the Little Sword Saint suddenly started to dim, and the Dao Sword laws started to spin.
"Little Holy Sword!"
The Little Sword Saint smiled as his flesh began to become transparent. The smile on his face was still relaxed and indifferent.
He first glanced at the people from the Sky Sword Pavilion, then the others inside the Refinement Building. Among that second group, the Little Sword Saint's gaze landed on Zhao Feng, and he nodded his head towards the latter.
“His understanding of the Dao Sword has reached an unexpected level, and he has given up on life .” Zhao Feng was filled with respect.
Zhao Feng sensed that the Little Sword Saint's understanding of the Dao Sword had reached the level of a peak Emperor, or perhaps even the level of a Mystic Light Realm Holy God.
However, the Mystical Light Realm was different from the Void God Realm. It was not just a simple change in the soul; it was also very concerned with the physical aspect. This meant that, even if one's soul reached the requirement to advance, it would not be easy to break through to the Mystical Light Realm if they did not possess the corresponding physical abilities.
Now, Zhao Feng couldn't even see the comprehension level of the Little Dao Saint Sword. One thing was certain – the understanding and mastery of the Little Saint Dao Sword had surpassed all the experts Zhao Feng had ever seen, including the Emperor of the Dao Sword of the True Martial Holy Land.
The Little Sword Saint's flesh began to become even fainter like melting snow.
"You ... what did you say to Senior Sword Saint?" The black-robed girl and her friends looked at Zhao Feng with hostility and dissatisfaction.
Little Sword Saint had yet to reach the end of his life, but Zhao Feng said something, and the life force of the Little Sword Saint suddenly began to fade even faster.
“Very unfortunate. Your life and soul reached its limit at the last moment, otherwise, you just need to take over another body and cultivate again. Breaking through to the Mystic Light Realm will not be a problem in the future, ” Zhao Feng said regretfully.
It is difficult for one to take over another body with only Intentions or Partial Thoughts.
Intentions and Thoughts are partly made of mental energy and understanding of laws. They have nothing to do with their own soul. The lowest requirement to take over a body is a Partial Soul because it contains an actual piece of the soul.
Before the Demigod Kun Yun was reborn through blood, he had infused his soul aura into the flesh of his Sacred Martial Body with a special technique when he was alive. That was why Kun Yun only needed one drop of blood and a Partial Mind to get back up.
However, the life and soul of the little saint reached its limit after being ignited, which was basically equivalent to a total death. His life and soul were what triggered his Sword Intent.
“I died without regret after surpassing my previous understanding of the sword.” The Little Sword Saint revealed a satisfied smile before he died.
Weng~ Jiang's!
In the next instant, the phantom spiritual sword from which the aura of the Little Saint Sword could be felt merged into a rusty bronze sword.
Shua!
The tattered Ancient God Sword began to tremble, and waves of cold green sword light with incomparable might forced everyone to retreat.
However, apart from the tattered might of the Ancient God sword, it did not harm anyone.
"Senior Sword Saint!"
The black-robed girl from the Sky Sword Pavilion had a shocked expression as she now held a tattered green sword in her hand.
At this moment, everyone's gazes landed on the black-robed girl.
"He got the Ancient God weapon!"
“Mo Dongyao it is the magic of the Sky Sword Pavilion. Looking at the past several thousand years, his talent in Sword Dao was only below that of Little Sword Saint. ”
Everyone's gazes locked onto the black-robed Mo Dongyao, the prodigy of the younger generation of the Sky Sword Pavilion. He had just fought with Zhao Yufei a moment ago and lost.
However, after Little Sword Saint died, everyone was unable to hide the greed in their eyes as they looked at Mo Dongyao. What kind of effect would the Ancient God weapon bring to the entire lord dynasty? Even if it was a tattered piece of crap, it was still a weapon from the domain of the Gods and related to the Heavenly Core Realm.
That said, normal forces would not be able to withstand it even if they managed to steal it. The only power present with the ability to do so was the empire and the Sky Suspension Palace.
“Ancient God's Weapon may even we not have it.” The Thirteenth Prince's eyes were extremely hot. If he could take the Ancient God weapon back to the imperial family, such a feat would greatly increase his chances of winning the competition of becoming a Holy Emperor.
"Let's go," Zhao Feng suddenly said, and he walked towards the exit with Nan Gongsheng.
He was not too interested in the Ancient God weapons. At least not now. Putting aside the Ancient God weapon, even a subpar God weapon would bring a lot of trouble to the Void God Realm. A power that was at least not a three-star level would not be able to protect the ragged Ancient God sword.
Weng~ Jiang's!
A sword light suddenly flashed behind Mo Dongyao's back, and it unleashed an immortal Sword Intent that seemed to be capable of slashing through Heaven and Earth.
“Arghh!”
All the Kings who were planning to take action, like the Thirteenth Prince, felt their thoughts ache. Their souls were like candles blown by the wind, going to be extinguished at any moment. Fear and despair overcame their hearts.
“Hmph!”
A half-transparent sword light figure formed the outline of the Little Sword Saint.
“Let me go! Senior Sword Saint, please let go of me!”
The Kings who were planning to take action felt like they were facing the Little Sword Saint when he was at his peak. All the Kings suddenly felt like their souls were small in comparison.
Even Xuanyuan Wen's soul trembled. He was like a tree in the middle of a storm.
"Pure soul-type Dao Sword Strike .. is this the law of the Soul Sword?" Zhao Feng muttered.
Mo Dongyao held the ragged Ancient God sword and took out an immortal and immortal Sword Aura. The pressure of the Ancient God weapon pressed down on everyone present, and the hearts of the Kings surged. They didn't even have the ability to think about fighting back.
"How is this possible!? How could Mo Dongyao control the Ancient God weapon?” The Thirteenth Prince's face was pale, and he felt unable to breathe. At this moment, Mo Dongyao could kill him with just a thought.
Even an ordinary Emperor would not dare to clash directly with Mo Dongyao right now.
“Mo Dongyao is just a user. The true controller of the tattered Ancient God sword was the Little Sword Saint. ” Senior Martial Brother Zhuge took a deep breath.
The Little Sword Saint gained recognition from the ragged Ancient God sword, then turned into a soul sword and merged with it. This meant that the Little Sword Saint could decide who should control the Ancient God weapon. To a certain extent, the Little Sword Saint was basically a sword spirit now.
"Little Friend," an old voice sounded from the half-transparent sword light figure behind Mo Dongyao's back.
"Hmm?" Zhao Feng's footsteps stopped. He turned around and looked towards Mo Dongyao, making sure that the voice called out to him.
"Senior Sword Saint, is there anything you need?" Zhao Feng did not dare to be disrespectful. Even thinking he had given up his life and now existed as a spirit, that Little Sword Saint was many times stronger than before in his current state.
"Little friend." The old voice sighed. “There were only twenty days left until the Black Serpent Dragon stormed into Xie Yang Palace, and no one could survive. Hope you can help everyone overcome the danger. ”
Hearing that, everyone was dumbfounded. The Little Sword Saint placed her hopes on one of the Demonic Duo? Not Xuanyuan Wen or the three princes, but an evil young man who was famous for stealing?
However, they had to admit that no one here could see through Zhao Feng, and they were full of vigilance and caution towards him.
"I?" Zhao Feng laughed, as if he had heard a joke. His expression said, You want the thief to save everyone? Isn't that a little childish?
“I don't know where you're from or your background, but I can confirm that, out of everyone here, you're the person most likely to succeed. This is not just my instinct; the Ancient God Weapon feels the same way," said the old voice solemnly.
Ancient God Weapon? Zhao Fengs heart trembled. Can the Ancient God weapon sense the existence of his Ninth God Eye? The bloodline of his left eye came from a god in the Ancient Era, and the weapon of an Ancient God was the weapon of the Gods and was related to the domain of the Heavenly Divine Realm.
“If you can take the Sky Sword Pavilion members and escape, I will owe you a favor,” promise that white sword light figure.
"Agreed." A light flashed in Zhao Fengs eyes. Although Little Sword Saint's life had ended, her current condition was even more frightening than before. After all, Zhao Feng alone was not enough to deal with the Black Destroying Serpent Dragon.
Moments later, the leaders of all the troops gathered in front of the Refinement Building. This time, Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng did not act alone.
"That purple crystal tower is the core of Xie Yang Palace," Zhao Feng said as everyone's gazes landed on the majestic purple crystal tower that shot into the sky.
The tower was in the middle of Xie Yang Palace, and the pressure shook the hearts of all the Kings.
"The key to the Yuan Sealing Divine Chain and the center of the God Forbidden Array is most likely there," Senior Martial Brother Zhuge said.
As the danger of the Black Destroying Serpent King drew nearer, no one would have the heart to seek another fortune in Xie Yang Palace. Although they might only lurk a tenth or even a hundredth of the wealth within Xie Yang Palace, what use would it be if you could not let it live?
"Let's go." The Great Gan Imperials were the first to go and head towards the purple crystal tower. The people from the Sky Suspension Palace, Duanmu Family, and his friends then followed.
"Let's go." Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng also headed to the purple crystal tower, and the group from the Sky Sword Pavilion followed behind the Purple Hair Demon Duo.
"If it wasn't for Senior Sword Saint, I wouldn't have followed these two thieves." Mo Dongyao's face was cold and reluctant, but somehow they felt calm as they followed the Purple-Haired Demon Duo.
We are getting closer to that call of strength. The purple-coloured and blood-stained symbol on Nan Gongsheng's forehead started to get hotter. It was like a second heart as it pounded on his forehead.
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