
“Tell me about it.”
Zhao Feng could tell from the word “prince” what it was about, but he did not know the specifics.
The expression of the three beside him stiffened. He was a citizen of the lord dynasty and had no idea what the Prince of Seals was?
Bi Qingyue quickly accepted the situation. He had known Zhao Feng for a while and knew that Zhao Feng was a cultivation maniac who paid little attention to the outside world.
Old Ying's eyes had locked onto Zhao Feng from the start. The more he looked at Zhao Feng, the more surprised he became. It was as if he could see things that others could not. If not for Zhao Fengs reputation being so bad, he would have agreed with the Ninth Prince who immediately recruited this helper.
“The symbol of the Holy Great Emperor Gan is the Emperor Seal, and before that was the Prince Seal,” the Ninth Prince solemnly said after arranging his thoughts.
The Emperor Seal was the symbol of the Holy Emperor, and it affected the maintenance of the lord dynasty. With that, he could enjoy the great upkeep of the entire lord dynasty.
Every Holy Emperor was chosen from among the princes, and they had to undergo a lot of hard work and danger to win. The Prince of Seals was an important factor for who would win.
“The current Holy Emperor only has ten years left before reaching the limit. The battle for the position of Crown Prince will take place in four years. ” Bi Qingyue stop. If they were counting the time, this was indeed the case. He was busy organizing the Ocean Smoke Pavilion and forgot about this.
“The fight to become Crown Prince is a very big event, and almost all the powers and families of two and three stars will join. This is a great opportunity to clean everyone's list.”
When the Ocean Smoke Pavilion used to be a subordinate power of the Nine Darkness Palace, they did not have the right to participate, but now it was different.
“What does that have to do with me?” Zhao Feng yawned and was not too interested.
Seeing Zhao Feng acting like this, Old Ying's mouth twitched. “The battle to become Crown Prince is not as simple as you think. All princes fight in a special dimension, and each prince can take a number of people to help them. ”
“Zhao Feng, I need your help in the battle to become Crown Prince.” The Ninth Prince's expression was serious, and he had an honest look.
What happened in the Divine Illusion Dimension was deeply embedded in the Ninth Prince's mind. The Purple-Haired Demon Duo was able to frighten and make all the other powers respect them even if it was only two people.
Apart from the Sky Sword Pavilion, which managed to obtain the ragged Ancient God weapon, the Purple-Haired Demon Duo was the biggest winner.
The Ninth Prince had thought of this. The name of the Purple-Haired Demon Duo was not good. Nan Gongsheng in particular had been eroded by the power of the Evil God and chased by many powers. He could only recruit Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng was extremely mysterious, and he had obtained a substandard God item that supported, the Misty Spatial World. He believed that this item would be of great help when trying to become the Crown Prince.
Moreover, Zhao Feng's battle power couldn't be underestimated either. His eye and body bloodline were extremely powerful even when he was at the Great Origin Core Realm, so it would be even more shocking after reaching the late stage of the Void God Realm. If he managed to recruit Zhao Feng, he would definitely play an important role.
He also knew that the Eighth Prince and Zhao Feng were not on good terms, and the Thirteenth Prince also disliked Zhao Feng, so the Ninth Prince came personally.
Bi Qingyue stood behind Zhao Feng excitedly. He did not expect that his master would be able to attract a prince to come alone. Zhao Feng would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity.
That dimension was where imperial experts were stationed after they died, and there were countless treasures and inheritances. The weakest of them were at the level of Quasi-Sacred Lord. Some even suspected that it contained the Demigod legacy of the imperial founder.
It is hard to imagine how many people will be fighting over a slot or how much they will pay for one slot.
If Zhao Feng helped the Ninth Prince and he managed to win, Zhao Feng might be able to become an upper echelon empire that could join the Great Imperial Hall. All of Zhao Feng's troops would benefit as well.
Zhao Feng understood the battle to become the Crown Prince after the Ninth Prince and Old Ying explained to him.
Zhao Feng did not care much about the inheritance in that dimension because they were left behind by imperial experts. They were designed more for people who had imperial lineages. Furthermore, Zhao Fengs Golden Kun Divine Lightning Body and the Five Element Wind Lightning Technique were already at the Demigod level. One was from the Demigod Kun Yun, the other was from the Wind Lightning Emperor, and they were both refined in the Heaven Inheritance City. They are the best technique.
On the other hand, Zhao Feng also did not want to enter the battle between the princes because it concerned the entire ruling dynasty and all the forces within it. He finally managed to shock everyone by killing a Holy God and gaining peace. He wanted to spend more time cultivating and increasing his strength, not upsetting everyone anymore.
Moreover, he wasn't sure where the prince of the Duanmu Family was standing at the back. Duanmu Qing, the Purple Sacred Partial Spirit, and Zhao Yufei all wanted to make the Duanmu Family great again, and Zhao Feng obviously did not want to fight against the Duanmu Family.
“Sorry, but I disagree.” Zhao Feng immediately refused, and the hall fell silent.
The Ninth Prince, Old Ying, and Bi Qingyue felt their mouths agape, and they were slightly suspicious, whether they heard correctly or not. They originally thought that Zhao Feng was acting in a very boring way because he did not know about the battle to become the Crown Prince and that Zhao Feng would definitely agree after knowing everything. They never expected Zhao Feng to directly refuse.
“Why is that so? Does Brother Zhao not consider me good? ” Disappointment flashed in the Ninth Prince's eyes.
Of all the princes, he had the most normal birth, and the strength that supported him could not be compared to the other princes. Right now, he had only recruited a few people and was not ready yet. He had also received word that many princes had managed to recruit some terrifying experts.
“First, I'm not too interested in inheritance. Second, in my opinion you do not have a great chance of winning. Basically, I risked my life for you, but what I got in return was nothing in comparison. ”
If Zhao Feng did not give any reason, he believed that the Ninth Prince and Old Ying would continue to push him, so Zhao Feng threw away some excuses and refused once again.
The Ninth Prince and Old Ying were half doubtful and half-believed what Zhao Feng said. Who wouldn't want the legacy of a Demigod? The legacy of some experts not only contained battle techniques, but could also include all of their treasures and weapons.
Although Old Ying did not think too much of Zhao Feng from the start, being rejected when he and the Ninth Prince came directly made him uncomfortable.
“Zhao Feng, the benefits of entering the Imperial Tombs are not limited to just that.” Old Ying's murky eyes suddenly flickered.
“The Imperial Tomb is a tattered dimension that is not very stable. Even now, those who were stronger than the Holy King could not enter. Therefore, it might contain secrets or treasures of the ancient times. Furthermore, the ancient aura contained within it can increase one's existence status, and many people use this opportunity to break through to the Mystic Light Realm, ” Old Ying said slowly while recalling.
“Holy King” is the name for those who have reached the peak of the Mystical Light Realm. They were the tier between the Holy Lord and the Demigod.
Zhao Feng's expression paused for a moment. The dimension left behind from ancient times was indeed interesting, and he wanted to observe it.
This scene was noticed by Old Ying, and he felt arrogant.
“Brother Zhao, if you are willing to help me, then I, Zhou Zihang, am willing to help you do three things to my ability. This agreement will remain in effect whether I am the Crown Prince or the Holy Emperor. ”
Zhou Zihang's eyes were firm, and Zhao Feng and Old Ying's expressions changed. It was not because of how attractive his offer was, it was because they could feel the firmness contained in his words.
“Ninth Prince, you..?” Old Ying felt that the Ninth Prince was too rash. How could he deliver such a promise so easily? The promise of an ordinary prince was small, but the promise of a Holy Emperor was not.
“Let me think about it. You can go back first. ” Looking at the Ninth Prince's resolute eyes, Zhao Feng seemed to be looking at himself when he returned to Sun Feather City and the Broken Moon Clan, so he gave this answer.
“Sure, there are still four years left. I will definitely leave the place for Brother Zhao. ” The Ninth Prince showed an excited expression, whereas Old Ying shook his head and did not think that Zhao Feng would agree.
Inside the side hall, after the Ninth Prince left:
“Bi Qingyue, is everything Old Ying said about the dimension true? Is he hiding something? ” Zhao Feng asked directly because he didn't know much.
“Master might not know, but Old Ying was once in the upper echelon of the Imperial Sky Net, so what the Ninth Prince knew about the Imperial Tombs exceeded the information the Ocean Smoke Pavilion had. Currently, there are no suspicious points, ” Bi Qingyue replied honestly.
The Imperial Sky Net? Zhao Feng was a little surprised.
The Imperial Sky Net was the Gan Lord Dynasty's greatest information agent, and had the empire and Great Imperial Hall behind them. They were scattered in every corner of the ruling dynasty, and some were even embedded in non-human races.
“But I would also like to suggest that Master participate in the battle to become the Crown Prince. I think Master can choose which one to support, but Master should still do it, ” Bi Qingyue added. Now that Zhao Feng was the Great Elder of the Ocean Smoke Pavilion, they needed permission from Zhao Feng to join.
Supreme Emperor Dark Night was sitting in a corner within the Misty Spatial World and consolidating his cultivation, preparing to break through to the Mystical Light Realm.
“Mastered.” Supreme Emperor Dark Night opened his eyes and got up.
I want you to do something now.
“Master, please give me your order.” Supreme Emperor Dark Night revealed a shocked expression. This was the first time Zhao Feng had given him a task.
“Back to the Black Screen Corner and bring all your elite subordinates here,” Zhao Feng said weakly.
Okay, I'll be right away. Supreme Emperor Dark Night was extremely excited. From the looks of it, Zhao Feng was planning to start his assassination organization, and that was what he wanted to do as well.
Zhao Feng started thinking after giving that order.
“Looks like I have to go to the Duanmu Family.” Zhao Feng muttered, but he would only leave when the Ocean Smoke Pavilion had a Sacred Lord or he would be worried.
The Earth Spirit Hall might not take action against Zhao Feng for the time being after receiving news of a slain Holy God, either, but who knew how long it would take him to return if he went to the internal region of the continental zone? It was highly likely that the Earth Spirit Hall would take action against the Ocean Smoke Pavilion. He had to wait to see if Old Monster Xu could become a Holy God or not. Otherwise, then he would have to wait for Supreme Emperor Dark Night to break through.
“Hmm? Gold...?”
Zhao Feng looked at the purple hair on the side of his head and discovered there were three or four protruding golden hairs.