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chapter 971 – Attack

The Ninth Prince's team members, who were all waiting impatiently outside, all stormed in after the forbidden force disappeared.


"Zhao Feng!"


Everyone saw that Zhao Feng was sitting on the ground, and their depressed hearts finally relaxed. From the looks of it, Zhao Feng had won.


"We will wait here," Old Ying advised, and no one disagreed. They could feel a terrifying disturbance from the battle between Zhao Feng and the Emperor of Death. If they approached him, the life force within their bodies would flow away.


It was hard to imagine the fight between Zhao Feng and the black-robed person. It was already a miracle for them that Zhao Feng was still alive.


They didn't know when this started, but they put all their hopes on Zhao Feng. If Zhao Feng had an accident, it would be the end of the Crown Prince's trial for them.


"Ninth Prince, there is still hope," Old Ying consoled.


The Ninth Prince originally had a large amount of draconic providence in his fake Crown Prince's seal, exceeding his expectations. However, part of the draconic destiny had been exhausted in the fight against the Dark Soul Divine Saint. The Ninth Prince then risked his life to enter the area where Zhao Feng and the Emperor of Death fought and put out more ruthless maintenance to help Zhao Feng.


More than half of the draconic destiny in the Ninth Prince's pseudo Crown Prince's seal had been exhausted.


“En. As long as we still have Brother Zhao, we have hope.” The Ninth Prince nodded.


He does not regret what he did. If Zhao Feng hadn't helped him, he wouldn't have been able to reach this stage. Zhao Feng was also the one who had obtained most of that draconic providence from the very beginning.


Three days soon passed.


"Let's go," Zhao Feng finally spoke after sitting there for three days.


In reality, Zhao Feng's injury had long since recovered, but his weak soul needed a lot of time to recover. Fortunately, the power of the ancient lightning helped heal Zhao Fengs soul. Perhaps because he had the Lightning Soul Body, he could recover soul-based injuries by absorbing the power of lightning.


At the same time, Zhao Feng realized that this fight against the Emperor of Death helped him lay the foundation for the Eternal Lightning Sacred Body.


Since the Eternal Sacred Lightning Body could not be cultivated so quickly, Zhao Feng originally put it aside. After so much time had passed, and with the help of the Intent of Death, Zhao Feng could finally begin to cultivate it.


Everyone is dumbfounded. Zhao Feng has recovered? After fighting fiercely against such a powerful opponent, Zhao Feng only used three days to recover?


Zhou Su’er was also dumbfounded, and he examined Zhao Feng closely. He only relaxed after confirming that there was indeed no serious injury to Zhao Feng.


"Zhao Feng, Emperor of Death…?" ask Old Ying.


He was shocked when he heard the black-robed person's true identity and that he had the Eternal Body of Samsara. An immortal body, an immortal soul at the level of a Holy God, and the Eyes of Death of – even normal Sacred Gods would not be able to do much against the Emperor of Death, much less the King.


However, what was left after the battle was Zhao Feng. Old Ying could only sigh; he could never see through this young man.


The others also immediately looked at Zhao Feng. Although it was clear that Zhao Feng won, they wanted to hear it from Zhao Feng personally.


"He's gone," Zhao Feng replied simply.


The left? Everyone paused for a moment. This answer did not give them a clear indication of who won.


"Zhao Feng, after we leave the Imperial Tomb, you can stay in the Imperial Palace," Old Ying spoke after thinking for a moment.


While Zhao Feng might win this time, the immortal Emperor of Death could rise again through the Samsara of Death. Zhao Feng would only be safe by staying in the Imperial Palace.


"That's fine. It doesn't matter if you win or not. Brother Zhao can always stay at my place.” The Ninth Prince agreed.


“We'll see when the time comes.” Zhao Feng did not accept or reject Old Ying and the Ninth Prince's offer.


He could not be sure what he would do after the Imperial Tombs. He might stay in the Imperial Palace to avoid the Nine Darkness Palace and the Emperor of Death, he might return to the Ocean Smoke Pavilion, or he might search for the Eye of Samsara.


Zhao Feng remembered what the sage said – he needed to find the Eye of Samsara to ascertain Liu Qinxin's location. Perhaps it was because the Eyes of Samsara had some sort of ability in that aspect, but Zhao Feng had no idea.


However, Zhao Feng could not confirm whether the owner of the Samsara Eye was an enemy or not after this incident.


Outside the Seventh Prince's city:


"Should we confirm whether Zhao Feng is dead or alive?" Jiang Hao asked.


"You're crazy! Zhao Feng must be dead. Even I would not dare to approach the power that the black-robed man displayed,” exclaimed a Quasi-Sacred Lord.


After the Dark Soul Divine returned, he was sent again to approach the area where Zhao Feng and the black-robed person were fighting. He had not even managed to see them before being feared by the terrifying Intent of Death.


"But the black-robed man hasn't returned either." Jiang Hao disrespected this Sacred Lord.


What Jiang Hao said left everyone speechless. Neither the Ninth Prince's team nor the black-robed person returned. There must be something suspicious about this.


"Don't worry. Even if Zhao Feng were still alive somehow, he would be severely injured and would not be able to attack us.” Sacred Lord Dark Soul knew best about the soul mastery of the black-robed person, so he spoke in a confident tone.


Zhao Feng was a beast tamer, which was a very important position in attacking the city. If his soul was injured, he would not be able to control his beasts properly.


The Sacred Lord Dark Soul's face turned black, and he regretted what he had just said.


Zhang Yi and a doctor were taking care of the ferocious beasts outside. The savage beasts that had been eroded by the Intent of Death would soon die if not taken care of. Therefore, Zhang Yi was the first to see the image in front, and he looked at Zhao Feng with fear. "What kind of monster is he?"


Whooshing sound!


The members of the Seventh Prince's team flew to the city wall and looked into the distance.


“Zhao Feng alright!?” One of the Quasi-Sacred Lords was greatly shocked.


"Impossible! The black-robed person specialized in soul attacks and Death laws. Even if Zhao Feng survived, his soul would be severely injured, and he would not be able to control his ferocious beasts so easily.” Sacred Lord Dark Soul looked at Zhao Feng grimly. Even he was a little afraid of the black-robed person, so he was unwilling to admit that Zhao Feng was fine.


“From the looks of it, this battle is inevitable.” The scholar looked at the Ninth Prince's team members and concluded.


The return of the Ninth Prince's team brought shock to the other Heaven's Legacy City and the other three princes' forces.


“No one from the Ninth Prince's team died even though the black-robed person and the Dark Soul Sacred Lord chased after them?” The Second Prince's expression changed.


"How is this possible? The black-robed man did not return.” The Thirteenth Prince had an ugly expression, and killing intent flashed in his eyes as he looked at Zhao Feng.


"Zhao Feng!" Yu Tianhao's eyes were filled with fighting intent.


“Indeed, no one can beat him.” The Eighth Prince sighed.


The Nine Princes team returned outside the Seventh Prince's Heaven Inheritance City.


No one mocked them anymore, and the Seventh Prince's team stood guard.


"Thejew!" Sacred Lord Dark Soul examined Zhao Feng closely, but he discovered that Zhao Feng did not seem to be injured. His soul aura was actually stronger than before.


“Strike with full power. Our main target is Zhao Feng. We just need to stop him from controlling his beasts, ”the scholar sent a message to the other team members with his plan.


"Zhao Feng, are you sure you're okay?" ask Old Ying. He knew that the clash between Zhao Feng and the Emperor of Death was definitely soul-based.


“En.” Zhao Feng nodded. "Attack at full force."


Zhao Feng had calm eyes. Nothing will stop them this time – This Heaven Inheritance City will be theirs.


Everyone was filled with excitement after hearing what Zhao Feng said. They knew that Zhao Feng would take out all of his ferocious beasts this time and let the others witness the full might of the Ninth Prince's team.


"Resigning charges!" the scholar roared, and all the members stormed out. Terrible Overwhelming Strength filled the air and swept towards Zhao Feng. Zhang Yi also controlled his ferocious beasts and created a formation with them.


Zhao Feng looked at the Seventh Prince's team members with the same expression and waved his left hand.


The explosion!


Waves of ferocious wild aura suddenly appeared outside the Seventh Prince's city walls, and that terrifying aura instantly shattered the Seventh Prince's team's momentum. This wave of aura made them feel as if they were in the kingdom of ferocious beasts, and they were their prey.


Whooshing sound!


An army of ferocious beasts surrounded the Seventh Prince's city. The venomous scorpion, Wind Wolf, Night Wolf, Red-faced Ice Snake, Winged Wolf, seven Heaven-Shaking Golden Ape, and several other Emperor-ranked rare beasts appeared.


The people who had just exited the Seventh Prince's city instantly stopped and nearly tripped over themselves. Zhang Yi, who was still setting up the formation behind, fell onto his butt, and the ferocious beast he was controlling began to shout and retreat with fear and panic.


"This ... how many wild beasts are there !?" Zhang Yi's voice trembled in disbelief.


Moreover, all of these ferocious beasts were from the Imperial Tombs. They are so violent and deadly.


At this moment, a fat silk caterpillar slowly flew out of Zhao Feng's hand, and an ancient and powerful aura descended. The countless ferocious beasts around Zhao Feng instantly began to howl, and the deadly aura shocked Heaven and Earth.


At this moment, this species of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race became the leader of the ferocious beasts. They were willing to fight for the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly, which possessed the pure bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race.


"This ... What should we do?" The Seventh Prince's face turned deathly pale as he looked towards the scholar.


"The attack went all out, but we changed our plan." The scholar took a deep breath.


“Change our target to become the Ninth Prince and attack him with our full strength. Threatening his life if necessary,” the scholar's firm voice sounded in everyone's mind.


The Seventh Prince paused for a moment before understanding what the scholar meant. As long as the Ninth Prince used the fake Crown Prince Seal to ask for help, then everything would be over. No matter how many beasts Zhao Feng had because he would be forced out of the Imperial Tombs.


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