
In the Emperor Palace in the Mystic True Sacred Clan, Zhao Feng sat down cross-legged and watched Kun Yun grow.
His heart suddenly turned cold as he felt the aura of Death extend into the depths of his soul.
“Pursuing Death!”
Zhao Feng hiccupped. This sensation of danger was not something that the Death Guard or the Death Spirit Ruler could bring.
In the depths of his soul, the aura of Death was connected to something very far away.
Zhao Feng's expression changed dramatically. He can guess what happened.
The four Death Spirit Sovereigns and thirty-six Death Guards had still yet to complete their mission, and the Death Emperor's own disciples nearly died in the Forgotten Demigod Garden.
Under that situation, the Emperor of Death himself would probably come.
“I might not even be able to defeat a Death Emperor disciple; how could I defeat a Death Emperor standing at the peak? ”
Zhao Feng took a deep breath.
In the Demigod Forgotten Garden, he teamed up with Nan Gongsheng and used his Eye of Heaven. Even so, they still did not manage to kill Wen Luoan.
Wen Luoan's strength was even restricted in the Demigod Forgotten Garden.
If Zhao Feng had a one-on-one fight with him, he would probably lose.
The top hundred of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race were extremely powerful. They go beyond logic.
“The most important task at the moment is to increase my strength and destroy the purpose of death in my soul.”
Zhao Feng had his own chain of thoughts.
As long as Emperor Duanmu was in the Mystical True Sacred Clan, the Emperor of Death could not directly threaten Zhao Feng. After all, this was the territory of the True Martial Holy Lands, and the Emperor of Death was not part of it.
Furthermore, the Emperor was not the strongest person here.
Hu ~~
Zhao Feng closed his eyes and started circulating the Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique, and the contents of the Dark Eye Secret Manual appeared in his mind.
Zhao Feng was very satisfied with the Ten Thousand Divine Minds Technique, which allowed his mastery of the Soul Dao to step into a new level. This divine technique not only strengthened his foundation to break through to the Void God Realm, it also helped weaken the aura of Death in his soul.
In the soul dimension, Zhao Fengs mind split into a hundred and slowly dove into the depths of his soul like a tentacle, then slowly started grinding the Death Eye intent.
The Emperor of Death specialized in the Dao of Souls and the Dao of Death.
Even Emperor Duanmu did not dare to help Zhao Feng if he caused any injuries. Zhao Feng had to rely on himself and slow down weakening Death intent.
In the depths of his soul, the intent that the Emperor of Death left behind was like some kind of mark that existed in a special state, similar to Zhao Fengs Heaven Eye. Any mental energy that touched him would be destroyed.
As expected of the mark left behind by the Eye of Death.
Zhao Feng felt very agitated. If he did not develop the Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique, it would be difficult to threaten this intention unless he became Emperor.
The Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique allowed Zhao Feng's mastery of the Soul Dao to reach a whole new level.
He started condensing his mental energy into a sword, then used the Flame Eye beside him to slowly grind his intent.
Zhao Feng's energy was depleted very quickly in this process.
After his energy ran out, he sat down and continued his recovery.
It kept repeating itself, and Zhao Feng's mastery of the Ten Thousand Mind Divine Technique increased.
A few days later:
“Unfortunately, the Death intent is too strong, so it takes a long time to weaken. Perhaps when my God's Spiritual Eye evolves and my soul reaches King level, its speed will increase. ”
Zhao Feng sighed.
Right at this moment, the lake within the dimension of Zhao Feng's left eye reached a hundred yards.
A tired sensation spread from his God Spiritual Eye and extended throughout his body.
Zhao Feng did his best to fight the drowsiness. He knew that, once he could not stop it, he would fall into a deep sleep while God's Spiritual Eye evolved. He had to wait until Zhao Yufei and his master returned before he could fall asleep.
Zhao Feng no longer used the Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique. He realized that cultivating this technique would speed up the process of his God's Spiritual Eye developing.
Time passed, and the child's Kun Yun cultivation was still increasing rapidly after reaching the True Lord Rank.
Every few days or so, the golden-skinned child would ask for Zhao Feng's resources or treasures, but fortunately, Zhao Feng had plenty.
It was an enormous pressure to bear the cost of cultivating three people. Himself, the little thieving cat, and the child Kun Yun, all needed a large amount of resources.
Among them, the little thieving cat took the most. It eats up every kind of treasure.
Fortunately, the little thieving cat had gone through a difficult time with Zhao Feng, and it had never let him down before.
On this day, the cultivation of the Kun Yun Child began to approach the Origin Core Realm, and he asked Zhao Feng for more resources.
Hmmmm?
Zhao Feng suddenly sensed something, and Extraordinary Strength descended towards the Duanmu Emperor Palace.
Shua!
Zhao Feng waved his hand and told Kun Yun to get inside the ring.
“Aura Emperor who is very close to the Mystical Light Realm.
Little boy Kun Yun muttered as he hid his aura and became obedient.
Right now, only Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat knew that the Demigod Kun Yun had been revived. Who knew what kind of shockwave the world would experience if everyone knew that the Demigod had come back to life? At the same time, Kun Yun's son would face the danger of being killed.
Zhao Feng walked out of the room into the Palace courtyard.
Right at this moment, the figure of a majestic man with white hair appeared.
When this Emperor appeared, the souls of all the clan experts trembled.
“Brother Zhao Feng!”
Beside Duanmu Qing, covered in light, was a young girl in purple clothes.
The young girl in purple clothes was very beautiful and had skin as white as snow. He did not seem to have a body made of flesh and bones, it was more like a beautiful statue.
Yufei!
Zhao Feng revealed an expression of excitement, and the fatigue in his heart faded a little.
He remembered what happened in the Mermaid Kingdom when he used mermaid tears. When she was young, a beautiful girl with the closeness of a neighbor appeared with sparkling eyes. It was someone who was watching quietly behind and kept chasing after him.
After this reunion, everything is so familiar and clear – smells, gentle hugs, warmth.
This beautiful girl in purple clothes had now come out of her memory and contacted her.
The two looked at each other.
Zhao Yufei's eyes started to glaze over. He could not hide his faint excitement and embarrassment, especially when the man of his dreams looked at him with a different gaze than before. It was a sensation of love without dirt.
As the two looked at each other, they both understood something.
Right now, the meaning of a simple gaze exceeded a thousand words.
Zhao Feng had no experience in love, and Zhao Yufei's eyes became slightly red. Even though she was happy, she wanted to cry.
Zhao Feng's eyes flickered as a soft body leaped into him, and teary eyes touched his face.
A familiar feeling, the closeness of the next-door neighbor.A pleasant feeling, such as a sweet bitter feeling when using mermaid tears.
Zhao Feng's soul was cleansed, and the mermaid's tear effect seemed to fuse with his own experience.
Yufei.
Zhao Feng reached out his hand and hugged Zhao Yufei.
She did not know what to say or how to explain it, she simply followed her instincts as she hugged the girl in front of her.
From the understanding of mermaid tears until now, Zhao Feng finally saw through the feelings in his youth.
Only until Emperor Duanmu coughed lightly did the two seem to wake up from their dreams and blush.
The three entered the hall and sat down, only then did Zhao Feng examine Zhao Yufei closely, and he was surprised by what he saw.
Zhao Yufei had an aura similar to Meng Xi, Wen Luoan, or Jiang Fan. It was the aura of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race bloodline. Moreover, Zhao Yufei's aura was even stronger than Wen Luoan's.
What was even more incredible was that, even though Zhao Yufei's cultivation was at the Great Origin Core Realm, the purity of the True Yuan emanating from him was no weaker than that of the King's.
“Brother Zhao Feng, my bloodline is completely awakened. With the help of Senior Martial Duanmu, I have successfully inherited the Purple Sacred Ruins and purified them as my own Sky and Little Earth. ”
Zhao Yufei was overjoyed, and he was extremely arrogant.
Little Heaven and Earth?
Zhao Feng was surprised. Zhao Yufei had not even become a King; how could he have his own Little Heaven and Earth?
“Zhao Feng, we meet again.”
A familiar voice sounded from around Zhao Yufei.
Weng ~~
A dreamy purple-colored light covered the room, and the three entered a familiar dimension at the next moment.
“Aura of Purple Saint Ruins is dozens of times stronger than before.”
Zhao Feng stood in the mysterious gorge next to Towering Tree Yao.
The dimension before him was the Purple Saint Ruins. The only difference was that the Little Sky and Earth only had a ten mile radius. Everything has shrunk a few hundred times.
Zhao Feng finally understood why Duanmu Qing took so long to return.
Being the Emperor of the Holy Land, Duanmu Qing was able to use the Teleportation Array of the Spiritual Zone and arrived at the Tianlu Islands Zone very quickly.
Duanmu Qing punished the three sects when he arrived, and the King of the three sects admitted their guilt.
Afterwards, Duanmu Qing helped Zhao Yufei refine the Purple Sacred Ruins and merge the Purple Sacred Partial Spirit into the Little Sky and Earth as well.
The Purple Sacred Partial Spirit had become part of Zhao Yufei's Little Heaven and Earth, otherwise Zhao Yufei would not have been able to obtain it.
That meant that Zhao Yufei had not only managed to inherit the Purple Saint Ruins, he had also managed to save the Purple Saint Partial Spirit.
Emperor Duanmu used several months and a great price to do so.
Shua!
Duanmu Qing and his comrades returned to the palace.
“Yufei, these are some mermaid tears and Wine God Illusion.”
Zhao Feng looked tired, but he took out two treasures and handed them to Zhao Yufei.
Illusory God Wine?
Zhao Yufei did not know its value yet, but Emperor Duanmu was surprised, “You managed to obtain the Illusory God Wine? These two items were perfect for Yufei. After all, he had the bloodline of the Spiritual Race, meaning that his cultivation was always higher than his mental energy. ”