The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor

Chapter 1220 – Martial Meeting Begins

The martial arts meeting is about to begin! Zhao Feng opened his eyes and left the S.p.a.ce Cloak Dimension.

Twenty-four days had passed in the outside world, but Zhao Feng had spent two hundred and forty days cultivating in the Dimension of the Spacetime Cloak. In these two hundred days, he had made further progress in the Five Elements Being One level of the Five Elements Lightning Wind Technique; Zhao Feng's Five Elements Intent and Wind Lightning Intent had all reached Level Two.

His Space Intent was only a little more to reach Level Three, but the Time Intent was too mysterious, and Zhao Feng did not place any special focus on understanding it, so his progress on the front was slower.

After leaving the cultivation room, Zhao Feng realized that there were now ten empty spaces on the seventh floor.

Zhao Feng left the Cultivation Pagoda and used the message token to communicate with Han Ning’er. Soon after, Zhao Feng met the group of the Sky Mist Race.

“Brother Zhao, if you are late, you will miss the Gulong Martial Meeting!” The God of Quasi Jian Feng teased.

“My apologies. I am lost in cultivation, ”Zhao Feng explained.

The Quasi God Jian Feng did not say anything more. Zhao Feng might have experienced the rooms in the Cultivation Pagoda for the first time and become so immersed in cultivation that he forgot the time.

“Who is he?” Zhao Fengs gaze landed on a young man standing next to Han Ning’er.

“He's my senior brother,” said Han Ning’er gently.

Quietly, Han Ning’er sent a message to Zhao Feng; “To cover my escape, the Gate Master sent out many other Gate members. The majority of them were captured and executed by the Yellow Dragon Pavilion, but he was lucky enough to escape. I met him at the Exchange Spiritual Hall and wanted to take him with us to the Ziling Zone. ”

Of the people that the Gate Master had sent to cover Han Ning’er's footsteps, many of them were members of the Gate Master's own bloodline. These people were all sacrifices made for the sake of Han Ning’er, so Han Ning’er felt ashamed to face them. Thus, when he met this elder brother of his, he planned to take him with him to the Ziling Zone, but this required Zhao Feng's approval.

Oh? Understanding the reason, Zhao Feng stared even harder at this young man.

The young man could not help but look at Zhao Feng's golden left eye.

Bzzz!

He felt like his soul was sinking into it, unable to escape. He felt that everything about him, including his innermost thoughts, had been seen by Zhao Feng.

A hint of embarrassment accidentally surfaced in the young man's eyes.

Whooshing sound!

Suddenly, Zhao Feng's left eye turned away from him.

“Greetings opener! I'm senior brother Han Ning’er! ” The young man averted his gaze, not daring to look Zhao Feng in the eye again.

The other people present also noticed the strange situation just now. Only now did they pay attention to Zhao Fengs eyes, which seemed to have a unique bloodline. However, just based on these eye traits, they were unable to determine any particular bloodline.

“Han Ning’er, this person was sent by the Yellow Dragon Pavilion. Your existence has been revealed! ” Zhao Feng secretly sent a message to Han Ning’er.

This person had only reached the Demigod level, and he had a bad personality, so Zhao Feng could use illusory arts to influence his mind. Moreover, Zhao Fengs left eye also noticed the Soul Intent of the powerful True God in the body of this young man; it was clear that his life was under the control of others.

The people from the Yellow Dragon Pavilion knew that finding one person in the Gulong Zone was too difficult. Thus, the Yellow Dragon Pavilion had enslaved many people at the Spirit Grass Gate and had them roam around the nearby region.

As they expected, Han Ning’er saw someone from the Spirit Grass Gate and went to talk to them. Perhaps not too long ago Han Ning’er's older brother secretly transmitted his location information to the Yellow Dragon Pavilion.

“No, how is it possible?” Han Ning’er naturally understood the meaning of Zhao Feng's words, but he did not believe that his elder brother would do such a thing.

“Quasi-God Jian Feng, where do you plan to go after Gulong Martial Gathering is completed?” Zhao Feng asked.

“After the Gulong Martial Society is finished, the Semu God Ranking Competition of Zona Gulong will start soon after, so I am ready to return to the race and enter secluded cultivation!” The eyes of the Quasi God Jian Feng were burning with the desire to fight. His goal was the top twenty God-Puasion Rank.

Zhao Feng nodded. If there was no other way, he could only bring Han Ning’er with him and temporarily take refuge with the Sky Haze Race. Of course, if he had the chance, Zhao Feng could also establish relations with some other powerful factions during the martial gathering.

Someday…

The Spiritual Exchange Hall was almost empty of people. The Sky Haze Race and Zhao Fengs group also headed for the Five Star Mountain.

“Brother Zhao, I heard that six prodigies of the God-Quasi Rank have come to the Gulong Martial Society!” The Quasi God Jian Feng was extremely excited, and he was eager to fight.

In addition to the organizers of – God Quasi Zi Feng and Tian Xue – and God of Quasi that Zhao Feng met before – God of Quasi Lin Guang – the other three geniuses of the God-Quasi Rank took part in this martial gathering. These six people were basically the six strongest people at this martial gathering, as well as the six people who wanted to be challenged by another miracle of the Quasi God.

Five days later, everyone arrived at Five Star Mountain.

The pavilions and towers built on five corners were filled with people. These people were either from a large faction or possessed extraordinary strength in their own right.

Cultivators at the Demigod level or below who did not have the support of the main faction could only remain around the surroundings of Five Star Mountain.

“Come go.” The group of Sky Haze Race flew into the pavilion on one of the mountains.

The boy is coming! Hou Qing immediately focused on Zhao Feng. In this martial meeting, he did not care about anything but humiliating Zhao Feng.

“Zhao Feng..!” Quasi-God Di Lin of the Golden Jade Race stared in shock.

When he left the Golden Jade Race, he met Zhao Feng, but he lost him soon after. Little did he think that he would meet Zhao Feng again at the martial gathering.

But he did not feel any excitement at this meeting, as Zhao Feng was with the people from the Sky Haze Race. Although the Quasi God Jian Feng next to Zhao Feng was not an individual in the God-Monarch Rank, he was still a rather famous Quasi God genius in the Gulong Zone.

At the same time, over half of the young Quasi Gods present were staring at Zhao Feng, their eyes clearly shining with hostility.

“I heard this brat is the Quasi God of Tian Xue!”

“That golden-haired bastard provoked the Tian Xue God of Quasi? During the martial match, I will let him see it well! ”

Many young Quasi Gods in Five Star Mountain were discussing Zhao Feng as they glared at him.

It was clear that Zhao Feng's ominous problem of the Tian Xue God-Monarch had spread far and wide, and the more exaggerated it was spreading. Actually, all Zhao Feng did was shake his head as he looked towards the Tian Xue Quasi God.

“Quasi-God Tian Xue, did someone offend you?” a handsome young man wearing a purple robe, his body emitting a purple light, asked with concern.

The Tian Xue Quasi God might be ranked seventh in the Quasi God Rank of the Gulong Zone, but in his appearance, he was definitely number one. In the top twenty of the Profound God Rank Zone, all the men wanted nothing more than to obtain the help of the Tian Xue God-Monarch. He – God Quasi Zi Feng – is no exception.

In fact, Zhao Feng could not be considered to have offended him. He just shook his head a little while looking at her. This was a great shock to Tian Xue and instinctively stimulated his disgust.

“Surely that boy!” The gaze of the Demon God Zi Feng fell on Zhao Feng, and his lips curved with disdain.

“After the meeting starts, challenge the man and insult him for me!” The Quasi God Zi Feng sent a message to the Quasi God standing behind him.

As one of the organizers of this martial gathering and a fifth rank Quasi God genius, Zi Feng was naturally unable to challenge Zhao Feng himself.

“It is...?” Han Ning’er suddenly noticed some people on another mountain. These people were all True Immortals, and the one leading them was none other than True Divinity Zhongtu.

Zhao Feng was telling the truth! Han Ning’er's eyes instantly dimmed.

Next to him, Han Ning’er's older brother didn't notice at all.

As night fell, more and more people gathered around Five Star Mountain.

Suddenly, the Tian Xue Quasi God and the Zi Feng Quasi God stood together. This action instantly caused a commotion

“Tian Xue Quasi God!”

“That's the Quasi God Zi Feng, the fifth rank prodigy in the Semu God Rank!”

Everyone's eyes turned to this couple. One was a supreme genius in the Gulong Zone while the other was a powerful goddess in everyone's heart.

After standing up, the couple announced the start of the Gulong Martial Gathering.

Thumping!

The tall and skinny figure next to the Quasi God Zi Feng immediately jumped onto the stage below.

“This is Tao Jin from Violet Night Hall! Is there anyone here who would exchange some pointers? ” High and skinny figure observing the crowd.

Violet Night Hall was one of the three five-star factions of the Gulong Zone. Although Tao Jin did not have much reputation, given that he was the Quasi God of the Violet Night Hall and the first to step onto the stage, he was unlikely to be a weak person.

“Let me experience Brother Tao's Illusion Wind Technique!” A muscular man with rough skin and a deep yellow jumped down from another mountain.

“Good! I haven't fought you in a long time! ” Tao Jin looked at this muscular man, his eyes filled with a desire to fight.

It is clear that the two know each other and argue often.

Bzzz!

As soon as the two of them stepped onto the stage, the protective array around the stage was activated.

Three Illusory Wind Attacks! Tao Jin's body exploded with a dazzling purple light that turned into countless illusory purple wind gusts that surrounded the muscular man.

Hwooom!

Suddenly, several hundred purple silhouettes attacked the muscular man from within this illusory wind.

Tyrant Golden Body! The muscular man's body suddenly grew twenty feet tall, and the pressure that could shake the sky began to overload the surroundings.

However, this purple silhouette was imbued with Wind Intent and aligned with the earth, minimizing the effects of this pressure.

The explosion! Bang out! Fall in!

The two descended into a fierce clash, the fighting stage covered in a purple silhouette and a dark yellow fist. The arrays around the stage blocked all of the power of this attack.

Both are very strong!

“Of course. They were both Quasi-God prodigies of the large faction! ”

The audience all overflowed with their praise.

Tao Jin was a genius from a five-star faction while the others were members of a four-star pinnacle faction. Both are very strong.

“Endless Illusion Wind!” Tao Jin seemed to turn into an incredible illusion that struck the muscular man with a terrifying Wind energy that sent him flying to the edge of the stage.

I concede!

After his victory, Tao Jin left the stage. The martial arts guild had a rule that the same person should not fight in two consecutive battles.

With the completion of the first battle, many God-Monarch geniuses wanted to fight and show off their own skills.

Whooshing sound!

In a stunning flash of lightning, a man dressed in white appeared on the stage.

“That's Quasi-God Thundercry!”

The faction behind the Quasi-God Thundercry was weaker than the faction behind the previous two fighters, but in the four-star half faction, the Quasi-God Thundercry could be considered the most outstanding genius, and his reputation is insignificant. .

“You, get off here!” Quasi-God Thundercry stared directly at Zhao Feng.

“I?” Zhao Feng was stunned. He did not expect to enter the stage that quickly.

“Brother Zhao, it's time for you to show off your strength!” Said Quasi-God Jian Feng with a smile. He wanted to witness Zhao Fengs level of achievement.

“Haha, that bastard offended Quasi-God Tian Xue. You can't even count the number of people who want to challenge him! ”

” Now that you mention it, who is this golden-haired boy? I've never heard of him before! ”

The crowd was buzzing with chatter as they waited in hope for this battle.