The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor

Chapter 678 – Eye Intentions

With the bloodline-body Spiritual Race, Zhao Yufei was able to easily withstand Nan Gongsheng's attacks.

“Even the Profound Spatial Slash couldn't hurt him?”

Nan Gongsheng was a little dazed.

Even Wen Luoan would be damaged if she faced the Profound Spatial Slash.

However, the bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race were ranked. Wen Luoan was already considered terrifying because her bloodline was ranked in the top hundred, but the Spiritual Race was ranked in the top twenty.

After blocking his move:

Weng ~

Zhao Yufei released a purple light that turned into hundreds and thousands of powerful rays.

The terrifying aura of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race seemed to burn the nearby Heaven Earth Yuan Qi as a purple light shot into the sky.

At that moment, the lineages of the disciples and even the King began to tremble.

Apart from the two Emperors, the True Yuan and everyone's bloodline were suppressed. It was even difficult for them to breathe.

Even the two Emperors felt a slight pressure on their bloodlines.

Shua!

Nan Gongsheng turned into a silver figure and flashed. He did not want to clash head-on, so he dodged the first barrage of attacks from Zhao Yufei. However, his blood was still starting to boil from the counterattack.

“Speed, attack, and defense are perfect...”.

Nan Gongsheng took a deep breath.

He felt extremely uneasy; although he had a Spiritual Spatial Body and a Heaven Spiritist Body, they were not the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race.

The Ten Thousand Ancient Race was the top bloodline since ancient times, and the top twenty were considered perfect.

Nan Gongsheng did everything he could, including taking out the Qiankun Sword, but he could only suppress Zhao Yufei for a while – he could not defeat him.

What was unbelievable was that Zhao Yufei's True Yuan was limitless. In fact, it only became smoother as the fight continued.

The recovery speed of most bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race was extremely powerful, and Zhao Yufei's Spiritual Bloodline allowed him to have a liquid crystal-like state. Simply put, while the other people's True Yuan needed to be stored in their Dantian to form the Crystal Core, its entire body was “Dantian” that could store power.

In terms of the amount of energy, people of the Spiritual Race could store ten times to a hundred times more than others of the same cultivation. Hence, there was hardly a race that matched the Spiritual Race in a prolonged fight.

“The line of descent of the Spiritual Race is indeed strong. If not for the fact that Sheng’er had now become King, he would have been completely defeated. ”

Emperor Mi Kong started to sweat.

The top twenty lineages of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race were out of reach.

As time passed, the battle was still undecided.

Although Nan Gongsheng could not defeat Zhao Yufei, he was a King who possessed spatial secret techniques, so he had no problem protecting himself.

The battle between the two lasted all day and night.

Zhao Yufei's face was not red, and his heart rate did not increase rapidly. He's still the same as always. On the other hand, sweat started appearing on Nan Gongsheng's head, and he sometimes needed to use the Qiankun Sword to suppress opponents.

At the same time, in the secret hall of the Emperor's palace:

“Yufei... So this is your true strength?”

A voice muttered.

Aiao!

The little thieving cat and the Demigod child both examined the man who had just woken up.

Hu ~~

Her thin purple hair seemed like a dream as it gave off an evil perfection.

Zhao Feng sat down and opened his eyes. His left eye was purple, and exuded a noble and graceful aura.

When the child Demigod looked into those purple-colored eyes, his heart trembled.

What kind of eye bloodline is this, and what does it have to do with the Eight Great God Eyes !?

The child of the Demigod did not dare to look directly into the left eye. He shouted in his heart that he was a revived Demigod.

Of course, the child of a Demigod only had the initial bloodline of a Demigod and a portion of his memory. His knowledge and strength could not compare to the peak Demigod Kun Yun.

Zhao Feng did not see the child's Demigod. Instead, he browsed through the buildings in the fight at the True King Stage.

Zhao Feng could only see the last part of the fight between Zhao Yufei and Nan Gongsheng.

“Yufei had Little Heaven and Earth as his shield, which had the Purple Saint Partial Spirit combined into it. With the help of the Spiritual Race bloodline, he was invincible to those below the Emperor level. ”

Zhao Feng was able to analyze Zhao Yufei's battle power very accurately.

At the same time, Zhao Yufei's skin felt cold. It was as if his clothes had been stripped off and he was completely visible. However, this gaze also had a familiar feeling.

“Hmm?”

Emperor Mi Kong and Emperor Duanmu both felt something.

The examination of the Gods Spiritual Eye was even deeper than the normal Divine Sense, and Zhao Feng retracted his gaze when the two Emperors sensed it.

His eyes were then fixed on the child Demigod.

“Hehe, your growth is quite fast.”

Zhao Feng examined the Demigod child with a smile.

Instead of calling it “cultivate from the beginning again”, it's more like “recovery”.

The Demigod's blood essence was extremely powerful, and Zhao Feng also gave the Demigod some Immortal Waterfall Wine, some Origin Lifeforce, and other treasures.

The skin of the Demigod child was covered with faint gold carvings.

“I did not know that Demigod Kun Yun specialized in body strengthening in the past.”

Zhao Feng was surprised by what his God Spiritual Eye saw.

Right now, the strength of Demigod Kun Yun's physical body was already stronger than that of the skeletal Division Head.

“Mastered..”.

The Dark Heart Seed!

The terrifying eye bloodline power appeared with a purple wave from Zhao Fengs left eye, freezing the child's Demigod consciousness.

What a powerful eye bloodline power!

The child of the Demigod screamed as his soul and consciousness were restricted.

That power was extremely domineering, and he could only watch as Zhao Feng put another Dark Heart Seed inside of him.

Zhao Feng had used the Dark Heart Seed on the Demigod child before he slept, but this time, Zhao Fengs God Spiritual Eye was much stronger. He used a strengthened version of the Dark Heart Seed.

The Dark Heart Seed this time combined Zhao Feng's Eye Intent into it.

That's right – Eye Intentions.

After the God Spiritual Eye evolved, Zhao Fengs soul and bloodline had formed Eye Intent.

Eye Intent is similar to King Intent, but more unique.

Mean Eyes? Only a small number of Soul-based eye lineages that had reached the Void God Realm could possess it.

The Demigod child's heart turned cold.

Without a doubt, the Dark Heart Seed this time was dozens of times stronger than before.

One had to know that the Eye Intent of the Emperor of Death in Zhao Fengs soul had still not faded, but Zhao Feng believed that this time, he would be able to grind the Eye Intent faster.

Only he knew how much of a change the Spiritual Eye of God had undergone.

The evolution last time was small compared to this one.

Zhao Feng's thin purple hair blew gently in the wind, and a strong wave of confidence and pride emanated from it.

Last time, the element of the God Spiritual Eye had changed between Ice and Water. The foundation of the change was not very big.

This time, the Soul Sea had formed in the dimension of his left eye.

The compatibility of Zhao Feng's soul and God's Spiritual Eye had increased as they increasingly fused.

The Soul Sea was a thousand yards wide, and amidst the purple mist was a lake. The sky blue wind and purple-red lightning clouds intertwined in the air.

“Changes in the God's Spiritual Eye this time are soul.”

Zhao Feng got up and slowly started walking.

His current soul energy was several times stronger than a normal King. He circulated the Ten Thousand Divine Minds Technique as he began to hide his soul power.

One Mind becomes Hundreds!

Zhao Feng was able to turn one thought into one or two hundred now, and he was overjoyed.

Emperor Duanmu had only reached the level of One Mind into a Thousand, while Zhao Feng only needed to expand it a little further to reach One Mind into Five-Ratus.

Immediately after, Zhao Feng tried to grind out the aura of Death in his Soul Sea.

The mark left behind by the Eye of Death began to weaken.

His speed increased by several times.

Zhao Feng was overjoyed. As long as he put away this Death Mark, he could finally break away from the Emperor of Death.

An hour later, with the refinement of the Ten Thousand Divine Mind Technique and the merging of some aura of the Ancient Dream Realm, Zhao Feng's purple-colored Soul Sea became larger and its aura had been hidden.

At this moment, the debate between Zhao Yufei and Nan Gongsheng had ended.

“Emperor Mi Kong, how about we call it a series?”

Emperor Duanmu smiled and asked.

“Sure.”

Emperor Mi Kong could not hope for more.

The explosion! The explosion!

Two Intentions of Emperors passed through Heaven and Earth and stopped the fight.

“Your spatial secret technique is indeed very deep. We'll call it a series. ”

Zhao Yufei smiled.

Nan Gongsheng had King cultivation and mystic spatial techniques. He's a hassle.

“The bloodline of Spiritual Race Martial Sister Zhao makes me envious. I can only survive and not be defeated. ”

Nan Gongsheng quietly sighed.

The Spiritual Race bloodline was indeed perfect. He felt a bit helpless.

This Zhao Yufei was younger than him, but it was almost certain that he would catch up with him in the future. After all, the specialization of the Spiritual Race was an unparalleled cultivation speed. As long as their mental energy levels were sufficient, they could increase their rankings almost indefinitely.

“Yufei, you did quite well. You fought Nan Gongsheng to this level without actually using the power of Heaven and Little Earth. ”

The Purple Saint Partial Spirit was praised.

Through this fight, Zhao Yufei's strength had been refined.

It could be imagined that, after this fight, the name of Zhao Yufei and his Spiritual Race bloodline would reverberate throughout the entire True Martial Holy Land.

On the same day, Zhao Yufei and Duanmu Qing returned to the Emperor's palace.

“Brother Zhao Feng, you are indeed awake.”

Zhao Yufei looked at Zhao Fengs purple hair happily.

Zhao Feng's slight sense of Soul power surprised Duanmu Qing. Even he – an Emperor – could not see through Zhao Fengs full strength.

Seeing this, Duanmu Qing gestured to Zhao Yufei.

“Brother Zhao Feng, maybe we should argue too.”

Zhao Yufei smiled.