The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor

Chapter 1060 – Everything Is Here

“What is this...!?” The Sacred Lord Myriad Forms' heart trembled. If he continued to use the Myriad Shape Eye to form the Myriad Shape Dimension, he would not be able to protect his soul. However, if he did not use the Myriad Shape Dimension, the Myriad Shape Sacred Lord realized that he would not be a match for Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng had a calm expression as he used the God Eye's Stare to suppress the Myriad Form of Sacred Gods and slowly dragged his soul out. At the same time, Zhao Feng released his Divine Indra to see how Nan Gongsheng was doing.

“Evil Devil Chaos!” Nan Gongsheng unleashed a wave of purple and blood-colored Mystic Light Sacred Power and stretched out his palm, sending waves of silver and purple ancient demon light forward.

The Sacred Lord Sky Trampler, still in the Myriad Form Earth World, had to endure.

“Is this Nan Gongsheng's true strength?” Sacred Lord Gonghuang was stunned. He felt that Nan Gongsheng was able to deal with the Sacred Sky Traitor alone.

Blood Devil Claw! Nan Gongsheng revealed a bloodthirsty smile as he formed purple-colored and blood-red claws that slashed towards the Heavenly Traitor Holy Lord.

The Sacred Lord Sky Trampler had a gloomy expression as he awakened the bloodline within his body and released a ferocious aura.

“Triding the Earth, Destroying the Sky!”

Images of ferocious elephants appeared around the Sacred Lord Sky Trampler. This giant elephant raised its feet and stomped down. The terrifying power caused the Heavens and Earth to tremble as the laws of the Earth shot out in all directions.

“Nan Gongsheng, I'll come help you!”

Sacred Lord Gonghuang held the golden spear and slashed, releasing the golden dragon as he charged forward.

The peng! Bam! The explosion!

Nan Gongsheng and Sacred Lord Gonghuang had the advantage when they cooperated, so they started suppressing the Sacred Heavenly Traitor.

“It seems, as Nan Gongsheng's cultivation increases, his control over the Evil God's power also increases,” Zhao Feng said gently.

“This boy still has the heart to pay attention to other things... !?” The Myriad form Sacred Gods were furious. Zhao Feng was watching the other battles while still fighting him.

Whooshing sound!

The eyes of the Sacred Lord Myriad Forms suddenly spun in a circle once, and a figure leaped out with a rainbow-colored light.

Since the soul of the Myriad Shape Sacred Lord was being suppressed by Zhao Feng, the Myriad Shape Sacred Lord was unable to use his Myriad Shape Dimension, so he could only release his clone.

“Clone?”

Zhao Feng's expression turned grim. He could not use any other attacks while using the God's Eye Stare or it would be interrupted. However, almost all Holy Lords at the early stages of the Mystical Light Realm or higher had clones. This meant, when dealing with the Mystical Light Realm, the God's Eye Stare would become less effective.

“Mati!” The clone of Sacred Lord Myriad Forms flickered with a rainbow-colored Holy Light as it charged towards Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng stopped the God-Eye Stare and punched.

The explosion!

A powerful force landed on the clone of Sacred Lord Myriad Forms. When the attack appeared, the clone of Sacred Lord Myriad Forms turned into a metal ball. The Metal Element increased his defense, and he was able to take a punch from Zhao Feng directly.

Bam!

The clone of Sacred Lord Myriad Forms was sent flying, and a huge hole appeared in his chest. Even though the clone of Sacred Lord Myriad Forms focused on defense, he was still unable to stop Zhao Fengs punch.

However, the soul of Sacred Lord Myriad Forms used this opportunity to return to his body and quickly move away from Zhao Feng as he recalled his clone.

The Sacred Lord Myriad Forms Clone had comprehended many laws and Intentions in the Myriad Form Dimension and comprehended more than others, but Zhao Fengs punch was still severely injured and nearly destroyed it.

“How is this possible!? How did this human become so much stronger so quickly…? ”

Fear appeared on the face of Sacred Lord Myriad Forms. In just two years, the human he could easily destroy last time had reached the same level as him and even had an advantage.

“It... !?” The Myriad Form Sacred Lord seemed to sense something with the Myriad Shape Eye, and Zhao Fengs left eye also slightly fluttered.

A group of humans that contained some powerful auras approached from the right side of the Ninth Prince.

“Older Sky Trampler, humans have sent reinforcements. Backward!” The Myriad form of Sacred Gods immediately sent a message. Wind Lightning's strength then surrounded him as he fled.

The Sacred Lord Myriad Forms group was no match for the Ninth Prince's group, and now, this new group was also extremely powerful. If they didn't run now, they wouldn't have a chance to run later.

On the other hand, the Sacred Lord Sky Trampler also learned of the situation and immediately started running by relying on the thick element of Earth nearby. The speed is also very fast.

You want to run? Nan Gongsheng felt refreshed, and he immediately chased after the Sacred Sky Traitor.

The explosion! The explosion! The explosion!

Heaven and Earth began to move as an ice storm formed in front of Nan Gongsheng. The ice-cold intent reduced Nan Gongsheng's speed.

“Nan Gongsheng, don't chase them!” Zhao Feng called Nan Gongsheng back.

Even if Zhao Feng chased after the Myriad Form of Sacred Gods personally, his expectations for the chase were not high. The Eye of the Myriad Shape could change the environment; the ground could turn into ice or a swamp. Lightning, fire, and various storms can also be summoned easily.

The Eyes of Myriad Forms also specialized in Wind Lightning laws as well, so the Sacred Lord Myriad Forms was at least as fast as Zhao Feng. This meant that, if one wanted to pursue the Myriad Form of Sacred Gods, they would first need to be able to block the power of nature itself, and they would also have to have a speed that surpassed the Myriad Form of Sacred Gods.

“Crown Prince Your Majesty, your recent achievements are not bad at all!” a voice slowly sounded as the group approached.

The newcomers were the Thirteenth Prince and his group, and in front of the group was a lady in purple. She was extremely stunning and graceful, and she instantly caught the attention of everyone.

“Sister Feng...!” Zhao Yufei's eyes watered as he stared at Zhao Feng below. There was nothing else in his eyes.

Nine years had passed since he saw Zhao Feng in the Divine Illusion Dimension. Nine years – Zhao Yufei finally managed to see Zhao Feng once again.

“Brother Feng, I can finally meet you again.!”.

The purple figure jumped onto Zhao Feng. Zhao Yufei's eyes were slightly red; although she was happy, she also wanted to cry. He had too many things to say, and he wanted to tell Zhao Feng all about it.

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered as he felt a soft body jump into him. Zhao Yufei's teary eyes made her cheeks wet.

Yufei! Zhao Feng also became emotional. Spirit and sadness appeared at the same time. He could not distinguish what he felt.

“Suster Yufei...!”

At the side, the Thirteenth Prince's face and ears were reddish as anger covered his face. The Holy Emperor and the Grand Elder of the Duanmu Family had agreed to a marriage between them, but now, the girl he liked jumped into the arms of another man. This made him very angry, and he would vent his anger.

“Mastered!” Zhao Feng looked at Duanmu Qing within the Thirteenth Prince's group.

Next to Duanmu Qing was the Holy God Dao Demon who coldly glanced at Zhao Feng.

At this moment, the Ninth Prince's group members who retreated earlier returned. Ji Lan's inner heart trembled slightly as she looked at the stunning goddess in Zhao Feng's arms, and she lowered her head, speechless.

As more and more spectators came and discussed in a low tone, Zhao Yufei's face turned red, and he let go of Zhao Feng.

“The Myriad Form of Sacred Gods has escaped. Let's conquer the fortress in front, and then we'll talk! ” The Ninth Prince knows that the Thirteenth Prince is not here to strengthen them. There must be something he wants to talk about.

The Ninth Prince's group and the Thirteenth Prince's group advanced steadily. They did not find any non-human groups en route; it was obvious that they had surrendered to this fortress.

The group soon arrived at an empty town. Zhao Feng, Zhao Yufei, and Duanmu Qing were gathered in a hall.

“Brother Feng, I ..” Zhao Yufei wanted to tell Zhao Feng about his frustration, but he did not know how to start. His emotions are so fucked up right now. Although she had a noble bloodline and strong strength, she was just a normal girl in terms of relationships.

“I know everything…. Don't worry, if you don't want to do anything, no one can force you to do it! ” Zhao Feng's expression was serious, and his tone was firm.

Zhao Feng wanted to kill the Thirteenth Prince long ago, but he never had a chance. Since then, the Thirteenth Prince had continued to test Zhao Feng's bottom line. Zhao Feng had already taken the – decision as long as he had the chance, he would take action. If the Thirteenth Prince dies, then what is the point of the marriage?

“Zhao Feng, Young Sister Yufei and I came to the battlefield to discuss marriage with the Thirteenth Prince,” Duanmu Qing said.

They had spoken to the Thirteenth Prince many times, and the Thirteenth Prince kept saying that he would make Zhao Yufei fall in love with him. Because, every conversation they never produce anything.

“I will not agree to cancel the wedding!” The Thirteenth Prince slowly walked into the hall and coldly looked at Zhao Feng.

He was furious over the plan he had made with all his strength failing. If they had just managed to kill Zhao Feng back then, none of this would have happened by now.

This was the second time he had seen the girl he liked hugging Zhao Feng right now. This pushed the Thirteenth Prince's jealousy and killing intent towards Zhao Feng to the limit.

However, he knew that Zhao Feng was extremely strong, and he could only rely on the strength that supported him and his mother to deal with Zhao Feng. As long as he did not agree to annul the marriage, the Duanmu Family could not force the Holy Emperor to annul the marriage.

“Your Majesty the Thirteenth Prince, I will never like you!” Zhao Yufei looked at the Thirteenth Prince and spoke in a resolute and frustrated tone.

“You...!” The Thirteenth Prince was furious. The girl he likes constantly hurts his heart and ignores his love. Moreover, he hugged another man in front of everyone.

At this moment, the Thirteenth Prince finally realized how disgusting the girl he liked was! Right now, he only wanted to kill Zhao Feng and torture Zhao Yufei!

Zhao Feng looked at the Thirteenth Prince, and ripples of mental energy hidden through the air. No one in the entire fortress felt it.

At this moment, a terrifying pressure descended upon this hall.

“What is going on? Do non-humans counterattack? ” The Thirteenth Prince's feet became soft as he immediately ran out.

“Saint Lord Black Iron, what happened?” The Thirteenth Prince arrived next to the Black Iron Sacred Lord in fear.

The Black Iron Sacred Lord was the Demon Dao Holy God in his group. He was a Holy God sent by the Nine Darkness Palace to protect the Thirteenth Prince and create achievements.

The Black Iron Sacred Lord was at the initial stage of the Mystical Light Realm. One had to know that only a few late stage Mystic Light Realm Holy Gods appeared in Lan Province, and they only appeared to stop experts from non-humans.

Even the Crown Prince only had Sacred Lord Gonghuang, who was in the early stages of the Mystic Light Realm, with him. If the troops supporting the Thirteenth Prince sent the late stage Holy Gods to support the Thirteenth Prince, the empire would not rank him very well even if the results were good.

Divine senses appeared one after another in the city as the Quasi-Sacred Lord and Sacred Lord appeared.

“Those who should be here are finally all here!” Zhao Feng smiled faintly.

“Zhao Feng, out!” A thunderous roar boomed and shook the city, as if it was going to destroy it.

Whooshing sound!

Zhao Feng appeared in the air above the hall and looked at the handsome young man with short hair in front of him.

“For a long time no see, Little Kun Yun!”