The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor

Chapter 855 – Summoning Evil Gods

In the air, the bright sword light that was the Little Sacred Sword suddenly started to dim, and the Dao Sword laws started to spin.

“Little Sword Saint!”

Little Sword Saint smiled as his flesh began to become transparent. The smile on his face was still relaxed and indifferent.

He first glanced at the people from the Sky Sword Pavilion, then the others within the Building of Refinement. Among that second group, the Little Sword Saint's gaze landed on Zhao Feng, and he nodded his head towards the latter.

“His understanding of the Dao Sword has reached an unexpected level, and he has given up on life ..” Zhao Feng was filled with respect.

Zhao Feng sensed that the Little Sword Saint's understanding of the Dao Sword had reached the peak Emperor level, or perhaps even the Divine level of the Mystic Light Realm.

However, the Mystical Light Realm was different from the Void God Realm. It was not just a simple change in the soul; it was also very concerned with the physical aspect. This meant that, even if one's soul reached the requirement to advance, it would not be easy to break through to the Mystical Light Realm if they did not possess the corresponding physical abilities.

Now, Zhao Feng could not even see the level of comprehension of the Little Sword Dao. One thing was certain – the understanding and mastery of the Little Dao Sword had surpassed all the experts Zhao Feng had ever seen, including the Sword Dao Emperor of the True Martial Holy Land.

The Little Sword Saint's flesh began to become even fainter like melting snow.

“You ... what did you say to Senior Sword Saint?” The black-robed girl and her friends looked at Zhao Feng with hostility and dissatisfaction.

Little Sword Saint had yet to reach the end of his life, but Zhao Feng said something, and the life force of the Little Sword Saint suddenly began to fade even faster.

“Very unfortunate. Your life and soul reached its limit at the last moment, otherwise, you just need to take over another body and cultivate again. Breaking through to the Mystic Light Realm will not be a problem in the future, “ Zhao Feng said regretfully.

It was difficult for one to take over another body with just Intent or Partial Mind.

Intentions and Thoughts are partly made of mental energy and understanding of laws. They have nothing to do with their own soul. The lowest requirement to take over a body was a Partial Soul because it contained a portion of an actual soul.

Before the Demigod Kun Yun was reborn through blood, he had infused his soul aura into the flesh of the Eternal Sacred Body with a special technique when he was alive. It was because of this that Kun Yun only needed one drop of blood and a Partial Mind to get back up.

However, the little saint's life and soul reached its limit after being ignited, which was basically the same as total death. His life and soul were what drove his Sword Intent.

“I died without regret after surpassing my previous understanding of the sword.” Little Sword Saint revealed a satisfied smile before she died.

Weng ~ Jiang!

In the next instant, the ghost of the spiritual sword from which the aura of the Little Sword could be felt merged into a rusty bronze sword.

Shua!

The tattered Ancient God Sword began to tremble, and waves of cold green sword light with incomparable might forced everyone to retreat.

However, even though the ragged Ancient God sword was powerful, it did not harm anyone.

“Senior Holy Sword!”

The black-robed girl from the Sky Sword Pavilion had a shocked expression as she now held the green tattered sword in her hand.

At this moment, everyone's gaze was fixed on the black-robed girl.

“He got the Ancient God weapon!”

“Mo Dongyao it is the magic of the Sky Sword Pavilion. Looking at the past several thousand years, his talent in Sword Dao was only below that of Little Sword Saint. ”

Everyone's gazes were fixed on the black-robed Mo Dongyao, the prodigy of the younger generation of the Sky Sword Pavilion. He had just fought with Zhao Yufei a moment ago and lost.

However, after Little Sword Saint died, everyone was unable to hide the greed in their eyes as they looked at Mo Dongyao. What kind of effect would the Ancient God weapon bring to the entire lord dynasty? Even if it was tattered nonsense, it was still a weapon from the territory of Gods and related to the Divine Heavenly Realm.

Even so, normal forces would not be able to withstand it even if they managed to steal it. The only powers that came with the ability to do so were the empire and Sky Suspension Palace.

“Ancient God Weapon...maybe even we don't have it.” The Thirteenth Prince's eyes were burning. If he could bring the Ancient God weapon back to the imperial family, such a feat would greatly increase his chances of winning the competition of becoming a Holy Emperor.

“Let's go,” Zhao Feng suddenly said, and he walked towards the exit with Nan Gongsheng.

He was not too interested in the Ancient God weapons. At least not now. Putting aside the Ancient God weapon, even a subpar God weapon would bring a lot of trouble to the Void God Realm. An army that did not at least have a three-star level would not be able to protect the ragged Ancient God sword.

Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng turning around was the perfect moment when the Thirteenth Prince decided to take action.

Weng ~ Jiang!

“Arghhh!”

All the Kings who were planning to take action, like the Thirteenth Prince, felt their thoughts ache. Their souls are like candles blown by the wind, going to be extinguished at all times. Fear and despair rule their hearts.

“Hmph!”

The half-transparent light-sword figure formed the line of the Little Sword Saint.

“Let me! Senior Sword Saint, please save me! ”

The Kings who were planning to take action felt like they were facing the Little Sword Saint when he was at his peak. All the Kings suddenly felt their souls small in comparison.

Even Xuanyuan Wen's soul trembled. He was like a tree in the middle of a storm.

“Pure soul type Dao Sword Attacks .. is this the law of the Soul Sword?” Zhao Feng muttered.

Mo Dongyao held the ragged Ancient God sword and gave the immortal and immortal Sword Aura. The pressure of the Ancient God weapon pressed down on everyone present, and the hearts of the Kings surged. They don't even have the ability to think about fighting back.

“How is this possible!? How could Mo Dongyao control the Ancient God weapon…? ” The Thirteenth Prince's face was pale, and he felt unable to breathe. At this moment, Mo Dongyao could kill him with just a thought.

Even a normal Emperor would not dare to clash with Mo Dongyao directly now.

“Mo Dongyao is just a user. The true controller of the tattered Ancient God sword was the Little Sword Saint. ” Senior Martial Brother Zhuge took a deep breath.

The Little Sword Saint gained recognition from the ragged Ancient God sword, then turned into a soul sword and merged with it. This meant that the Little Sword Saint could decide who should control the Ancient God weapon. To a certain extent, the Little Sword Saint was basically a sword spirit now.

“Little Friend,” an old voice sounded from the half-transparent sword-light figure behind Mo Dongyao's back.

“Hmm?” Zhao Feng's footsteps stopped. He turned around and looked towards Mo Dongyao, making sure that the voice called out to him.

“Senior Sword Saint, is there anything you need?” Zhao Feng did not dare to be disrespectful. Even thinking he had given up his life and now existed as a spirit, the Little Sacred Sword was countless times stronger than before in its current state.

“Small friend.” The old voice sighed. “There were only twenty days left until the Black Serpent Dragon attacked Xie Yang Palace, and no one could survive. Hope you can help everyone overcome the danger. ”

Hearing that, everyone was dumbfounded. Little Sword Saint placed her hopes on one of the Demon Duo? Not Xuanyuan Wen or the three princes, but the evil youth who was famous for stealing?

However, they had to admit that no one here could see through Zhao Feng, and they were full of vigilance and caution towards him.

“I?” Zhao Feng laughed, as if he heard a joke. His expression said, You want the thief to save everyone? Isn't that a little childish?

“I don't know where you're from or your background, but I can confirm that, out of everyone here, you're the person most likely to succeed. This is not just my instinct; the Ancient God Weapon feels the same way, “ said the old voice solemnly.

Ancient God Weapon? Zhao Fengs heart trembled. Could it be that the Ancient God weapon sensed the existence of the Ninth God Eye? The bloodline of his left eye came from a god in the Ancient Era, and the weapon of an Ancient God was a God weapon and was related to the domain of the Heavenly Realm.

“If you can take the members of the Sky Sword Pavilion and escape, I will be indebted to you,” the figure of the white sword light promised.

“Atal.” A light flashed in Zhao Fengs eyes. Although Little Sword Saint's life had ended, her current condition was even more frightening than before. Moreover, Zhao Feng alone was not enough to deal with the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon.

Moments later, the leaders of all the powers gathered in front of the Building of Refinement. This time, Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng were not acting alone.

“That purple crystal tower is the core of Xie Yang Palace,” Zhao Feng said as everyone's gazes landed on the majestic purple crystal tower that shot into the sky.

The tower was in the middle of Xie Yang Palace, and the pressure shook all of the King's heart.

“The Keys of Yuan Sealing Divine Chains and the center of the Forbidden Array of Gods are most likely there,” Senior Martial Brother Zhuge said.

As the danger of the Black Destruction Serpent King drew nearer, no one would have the heart to seek another fortune in Xie Yang Palace. Although they might only be looking for a tenth or even a hundredth of the wealth within Xie Yang Palace, what use would it be if you could not let it live?

“Come go.” The Great Gan Imperials were the first to go and head towards the purple crystal tower. They from Sky Suspension Palace, Duanmu Family, and the entourage then followed.

“Come go.” Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng also headed to the purple crystal tower, and the group from the Sky Sword Pavilion followed behind the Purple-Haired Demon Duo.

“If it wasn't for Senior Sword Saint, I wouldn't have followed these two thieves.” Mo Dongyao's face was cold and unwilling, but they felt calm for some reason when following the Purple-Haired Demon Duo.

We are getting closer to that call of strength…. The purple-coloured and blood-stained symbol on Nan Gongsheng's forehead started to get hotter. It was like a second heart as it pounded on his forehead.