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King of Gods – Chapter 891


Chapter 891: The battle power of the God of Semu


Chapter 891 – The Battle Power of Mister Semu-Sacred


"Second murder?" Zhao Feng paused for a moment before laughing. “I hope he will be back.”


He had a rough estimation of the power of Supreme Emperor Dark Night; it was almost at the same level as Demon Emperor Xuan Luo, but he specialized in assassinations. He had the ability to kill an Emperor at the same level as himself in a single blow, but he was not good enough in a direct fight. If Zhao Feng was prepared for it, then all the assassins would be fought by his eye bloodline.


“Zhao Feng, don't underestimate Supreme Emperor Dark Night. He was ranked extremely high among the assassins in the Black Screen Corner, and he had a high bounty. Of his rank, the Supreme Emperor of Dark Night was at least an unrivalled Emperor with close battle power to the Holy Demon God.” Duke Nanfeng shook his head and warned. While he was in seclusion, he was ambushed by the Dark Night Supreme Emperor, so he knew how powerful the latter was.


All-holy God? Zhao Feng's brows furrowed.


He knew that different places had different names for each rank. In the Cang Ocean, the peak Emperor was unrivalled under the Mystical Light Realm. However, in the ruling dynasties, there were still some special ranks between peak Emperors and Holy Gods.


Void God Realm Emperors were divided into four tiers:


The former were normal Emperors like Emperor Mu Yun and Cold Moon Emperor.


The second was a peak Emperor like Duanmu Qing.


The third was an unrivalled Emperor like Demon Emperor Xuan Luo.


What was worth noting was that the Emperor of Death was at the level of an unrivalled Emperor. Some of his forbidden techniques even made the Sacred Gods wary, but there was no special rank for this in the Cang Sea.


However, the Emperor Death Soul Dao technique and the Eye of Death were resisted by Zhao Feng, which allowed Zhao Feng to win. The same technique also allowed him to last so long against Zhao Feng because he was familiar with Soul Dao, which was why Zhao Feng took so long to kill him. If it was another peerless Emperor, Zhao Feng might be the one to lose.


Apart from the three, there is a fourth level – Quasi-Sacred Lord.


The Quasi-Sacred Lord's battle power was at the level of the Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lords; one's intent, strength, or other aspects should be comparable to the Mystic Light Realm's Sacred God. The difference was that they had yet to truly become Holy Gods.


The level that Duke Nanfeng regarded as the Supreme Emperor of Dark Night was an unrivalled Emperor that was close to the Sacred Refined God. In other words, between levels three and four.


Of course, this was only about battle power; cultivation did not play much of a role.


"If that's really the case, then the power of the Supreme Dark Night Emperor has surpassed that of Emperor Death, Emperor Xuan Luo, and me." Zhao Fengs eyes twinkled.


According to the measurement of battle power, Zhao Feng had surpassed a peak Emperor and was comparable to an unrivalled Emperor. Indeed, when he fought with Demon Emperor Xuan Luo, he only used his Sacred Lightning Body, not his eye bloodline or any Soul technique. One thing is certain Zhao Feng's – powers have not reached the Quasi-Sacred Lord stage. His soul power, strength, and Intent all had clear differences.


This meant that experts with battle power from the Sacred Fire Lord would pose a great threat to Zhao Feng.


“I'm only half a step away from breaking through, but at least I managed to live. As long as I recover, I will have the battle power of the Quasi-Sacred Lord.” Duke Nanfeng sighed.


Hearing that, Zhao Feng and the silver-haired elder were both shocked.


Zhao Feng felt that the aura of power within Duke Nanfeng's body was half a level higher than that of the Emperor, and the Intentions from his eyes had also surpassed that of a peak Emperor. This was because Duke Nanfeng was about to break through, but he was stopped when he was almost killed by the Supreme Emperor of Dark Night. Now that he had survived, his battle power would be comparable to that of a Holy God as long as he recovered.


"My Lord, great fortune comes after great misfortune." The silver-haired elder and friend all congratulated, but Duke Nanfeng's expression was slightly grim. He was already very close to breaking through with the help of the Cloud Silkworm Origin Pollen.


However, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly could only provide a certain amount of Origin Pollen each time, and it took at least a hundred years to regenerate. This meant that he was not guaranteed to break through in the next attempt.


Furthermore, there were strange rules when trying to break through to the Mystic Light Realm; once one failed, the chances of breaking through in the future would become lower. Apparently, this was because a portion of one's soul and life would be expelled when trying to break through to the Mystical Light Realm. Once it fails, it cannot be recharged.


Therefore, any Emperor who tried to break through to the Mystical Light Realm would be extremely cautious. No one will try unless they are really confident. This also meant that treasures that could increase the chances of breaking through to the Mystical Light Realm were extremely rare and were something that would be contested by the great powers of the ruling dynasty.


Only Zhao Feng saw a slight change to Duke Nanfeng's expression.


I still have ten servings of the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey left. It would be best if I leave the three to myself for the Sacred Lightning Body and break through to the Mystic Light Realm, Zhao Feng planned.


As he became stronger, he realized how precious the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey was.


If not for the fact that he possessed the Misty Spatial World, he would not have dared to try to steal the Hundred-Fruits Sacred Honey in Xie Yang Palace, and even then, the journey was extremely dangerous.


Inside the secret cultivation room, Zhao Feng, the silver hair, and his companions protected Duke Nanfeng for four or five days. This was the advice of the silver-haired elder just in case the Dark Night Supreme Emperor returned. Since Duke Nanfeng had yet to recover, his battle power was only comparable to an ordinary Emperor, so he needed protection until he recovered.


Zhao Feng felt a little guilty. After all, he had caused a lot of destruction in the Duke's Palace.


For the past four or five days, Duke Nanfeng focused on recovery. In this period of time, Supreme Emperor Dark Night did not return. Even without so many experts gathered, Supreme Emperor Dark Night would still not return because he had a rule of only attacking once.


"My master, Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly will recover completely."


Before he left, Zhao Feng waved his hand and passed the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly to the silver-haired elder.


The little thieving cat and the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly nudged each other reluctantly.


At this moment, Zhao Feng thought – could he exchange something with the Cloud Silkworm Sacred Butterfly? However, thinking about it, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly had the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races and possessed powerful supporting abilities. How could Duke Nanfeng agree? Duke Nanfeng might not exchange it even if Zhao Feng took out the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey. The Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly had the same value to Duke Nanfeng as the little thieving cat had done to Zhao Feng.


"This Zhao Feng ..." Duke Nanfeng looked in the direction where Zhao Feng went.


The Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly in his hand seemed to be very fond of Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat. Duke Nanfeng also knew how attractive the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly was to Zhao Feng.


“Tuanku, Black Screen Corner is one of the three great organizations of the underworld, but they are neutral. Who will hire them?” The silver-haired elder could not help but ask.


One could guess that it was someone in the Royal Court. There were several factions within the Royal Palace, and various princes were in charge of them.


Currently, there were only a few princes who had the ability to fight for the throne, and each of them had a powerful strength behind them.


“I have always been neutral, but some time ago, the Eighth Prince came to visit me. Some people did not want me to break through and affect the balance of the Great Gan Kingdom Court. ” Duke Nanfeng took a deep breath as his brows furrowed. The internal battles between Great Gan Imperials were extremely complex, so he also did not have a definite answer.


Zhao Feng entered a building with a garden in the Duke's Palace. Inside the building, Zhao Feng waved his hand, and large, colorful glutinous dumplings appeared.


The glutinous dumplings fought hard, but there wasn't much energy to it.


Zhao Feng's left eye looked through the glutinous dumplings and saw the dark green-robed beautiful woman inside.


If Zhao Feng wanted to kill him, he would not be able to live until now. After the attack of the Nine Darkness Palace, Zhao Feng wanted to let one person live so that he could question them.


The aura of this lady in dark green clothes was different from the other four peak Emperors, so Zhao Feng decided to let her live. Of course, Zhao Feng was no good to his enemies.


“Gaze from the eyes of the Gods!”


Zhao Fengs left eye released waves of purple eye bloodline power that formed a vortex of purple water. The forbidden energy of the Soul Dao filled the air.


"Not good!"


Inside the glutinous dumplings, Bi Qingyue trembled as her heart grew cold. His soul was covered by cold power, and he could not stop his soul from leaving his body.


If he was at his peak, he would have the ability to fight, but he was severely injured and was still affected by the Dream Pollen, so his fighting strength weakened dramatically.


In just one or two breaths, the female Yuan Soul was pulled out.


"No!" Bi Qingyue felt as if the Soul power was like a god that could not be resisted.


Shua!


With a flash, Bi Qingyue's soul was sucked into Zhao Feng's left eye dimension. After entering the dimension of his left eye, Zhao Feng could do anything with Bi Qingyue's soul.


The explosion! The explosion! The explosion!


Zhao Feng first circulated some God Tribulation Lightning and thunderous it to Bi Qingyue's soul.


Bi Qingyue's soul nearly fainted.


"Seal the Dark Heart!"


Zhao Fengs left eye started to form a purple lightning seal that had the aura of the God Tribulation Lightning, and he printed it in the depths of Bi Qingyue's soul.


The reason he brought Bi Qingyue's soul to the dimension of her left eye was to increase the success rate of the Dark Heart Seal. After all, the latter was a peak Emperor, so his soul was strong.


“I beg you not.” Bi Qingyue's consciousness was on the verge of fainting, and she even wanted to kill herself, but in Zhao Feng's left eye dimension, she had no control over herself.


A few breaths later, Zhao Fengs Dark Heart Seal had imprinted in the depths of Bi Qingyue's soul.


Shua!


With a thought, Bi Qingyue's soul returned to her body.


Half a day later:


“Master, I am called Bi Qingyue, and I am the Master of the Ocean Smoke Pavilion Pavilion. I am in charge of the information near the ocean for the Nine Darkness Palace.”


A quiet and holy woman half-kneeled in front of Zhao Feng.


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