King of Gods

Translator: Thunder07 Editor: adeadaxe

Chapter 973 – Finishing it Quickly

“You’re courting death!” Sacred Lord Dark Soul was enraged, and he released his soul power. He held a short gray blade in his hand and slashed out, unleashing a black ripple of light.

This ripple of black light was extremely thin, and it sliced through the air like a sharp blade. It gave off a Soul aura that made one’s heart shake.

Sacred Lord Dark Soul didn’t believe that Zhao Feng, who was just a measly King, could actually defeat the black-robed person. The Ninth Prince’s team must have combined their power and helped Zhao Feng defeat the black-robed person.

On the other side, the scholar unleashed gold-and-white palm phantoms as he thrust out both his hands and cooperated with Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s soul attack.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng looked at their attacks and didn’t evade. It was as if he didn’t even see anything as he charged directly at the scholar.

“Hehe, he really is trying to die,” Sacred Lord Dark Soul couldn’t help but mock. Even normal Sacred Lords didn’t dare to completely ignore his soul attack.

However, the scholar’s expression changed. Zhao Feng’s weird actions made him feel extremely uneasy. What kind of beast tamer in the world would attack a Sacred Lord while ignoring their attacks?

Others would think that he was courting death, but…

Whoosh!

The instant the black ripple of light touched Zhao Feng’s soul, Zhao Feng circulated his Soul Intent and protected his soul. However, this obviously wasn’t enough to completely block Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s attack. Zhao Feng’s Soul Intent was broken past, and the black ripple of light continued to slice toward Zhao Feng’s soul.

Hu~

Countless symbols of God Tribulation Lightning instantly flashed in Zhao Feng’s soul. The symbols of God Tribulation Lightning flowed across Zhao Feng’s soul and crushed the ripple of black light. When others saw what was happening, they would think that Zhao Feng just stood there while the soul attack just disappeared like a rock falling into the ocean.

“How is this possible?” Sacred Lord Dark Soul felt Zhao Feng circulate his Soul Intent to block his soul attack, but even though Zhao Feng’s Soul Intent was strong, it wasn’t enough to block his attack.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng’s speed didn’t decrease, and he smashed into the scholar’s gold-and-white palms after blocking Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s soul attack.

Boom!

The gold-and-white palms were shattered into pieces, and Zhao Feng came flying through the light and smoke.

“Not good!” The scholar’s expression changed dramatically as he felt a sense of danger. Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s attack and his own attack were easily resolved by Zhao Feng, and now the latter was rushing right at him.

“White Jade Spirit Sealing Palm!” The scholar instantly used a technique.

In an instant, time seemed to slow down as if Heaven and Earth had become stuck in a swamp.

Boom!

Several golden light palms slammed onto Zhao Feng and instantly reduced his movement speed. Using this chance, the scholar moved backward.

“Hmm? This technique…” Zhao Feng murmured. The palm technique that the scholar used was similar to the Sky Sealing Palm that little Kun Yun had used in the past. However, with the scholar’s level of Intent, it wasn’t enough to threaten Zhao Feng.

Boom!

Zhao Feng used his Sacred Lightning Body again, and a surge of lightning filled the air and started to crackle.

“Sacred Lord Dark Soul, what’s going on?” the scholar immediately questioned. Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s attack seemed to have no effect on Zhao Feng.

“Hmph, leave this brat to me.” Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s expression became ugly, and he charged at Zhao Feng without giving an explanation.

This time, he wouldn’t be careless. Zhao Feng blocking his attack so easily made him lose face. Zhao Feng had also escaped from the scholar’s palm Intent.

Zhao Feng had a calm expression as he looked at Sacred Lord Dark Soul, who was currently charging over, and a dark golden glow glittered in his left eye.

“Soul Chaos!” A powerful dark purple Soul energy passed through Zhao Feng’s eye and covered Sacred Lord Dark Soul.

“What strong Eye Intent!” Sacred Lord Dark Soul was stunned. Sacred Lord Dark Soul realized that he was still underestimating Zhao Feng.

After being hit by Zhao Feng’s technique, Sacred Lord Dark Soul felt his body become light and blurry. His soul started to become chaotic, and his Soul Intent was escaping his control.

Zhao Feng then sped past Sacred Lord Dark Soul and charged at the scholar.

“This brat’s eye-bloodline technique is actually effective against me?” Sacred Lord Dark Soul felt his body stop listening to his commands, and then he saw Zhao Feng fly past him. He wanted to unleash an attack, but he couldn’t.

“Sacred Lord Dark Soul, what the fuck are you doing?” The scholar had an angry expression. Zhao Feng just flew past Sacred Lord Dark Soul, and they didn’t even attack each other.

If it wasn’t for the fact that the scholar felt a disturbance of Eye Intent coming from Zhao Feng, he would have thought that Sacred Lord Dark Soul was actually a spy placed next to the Seventh Prince. But how could Zhao Feng’s eye-bloodline technique be effective against Sacred Lord Dark Soul?

“Make the Seventh Prince admit defeat,” Zhao Feng’s voice sounded in the scholar’s mind just as he was busy thinking.

The scholar instantly felt like ten thousand bolts of lightning were crackling in his soul, and his soul started to become numb. When he regained his consciousness, a powerful physical force descended, making him unable to breathe.

The scholar had a fearful expression as he personally experienced Zhao Feng’s mastery of the soul. He finally understood why Zhao Feng’s techniques were effective against Sacred Lord Dark Soul.

The scholar immediately started to retreat, and he took out a green talisman that had countless weird marks imprinted on it. A powerful disturbance of Sacred Power appeared and shook Zhao Feng.

However, from the very beginning, Zhao Feng had seen everything regarding the scholar with his left eye. Zhao Feng had already made his preparations by the time he saw the scholar take out the green talisman.

“Mental Energy Spike!”

A cold purple-and-gold crystalline spike shot out of Zhao Feng’s left eye and stabbed into the scholar’s soul.

“Arghh!” The searing pain in the scholar’s soul stopped his actions, and he couldn’t release the talisman.

Boom!

Zhao Feng’s wings fluttered as he sent out a punch, and the terrifying force sent the scholar flying into the city wall. No one knew whether he was dead or alive.

The little thieving cat then appeared on Zhao Feng’s shoulder and played with a green talisman in its paws.

“What!?” The Seventh Prince and company on the city wall, who were still fighting against the beast horde, suddenly saw the scholar fly past them, and they immediately looked at the battlefield in shock.

Sacred Lord Sharp Edge was being stalled by the Ninth Prince’s entire team other than Zhao Feng. Shi Yulei took the main defensive position, and the others all attacked Sacred Lord Sharp Edge, forcing him to go on the defensive. Jiang Hao and Lu Tianqi were covered in silk and surrounded by seven Sky Shaking Golden Apes.

This meant that the only one that could have sent the scholar flying was Zhao Feng.

“Arghhh! Zhao Feng, I will kill you!” Sacred Lord Dark Soul roared in anger. Zhao Feng had finished off the scholar right in front of him; this was absolute humiliation.

“Hmph!” Zhao Feng harrumphed coldly and turned around to face Sacred Lord Dark Soul. Now that he had finished off the Seventh Prince’s advisor, there would be no more surprises.

“Wind Lightning Eye Flame!” A strong purple-and-gold fire with wisps of dark golden God Tribulation Lightning appeared in Zhao Feng’s left eye.

Whoosh~~~! Boom!

A transparent ball of Destructive lightning-fire burned across Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s body.

Sacred Lord Dark Soul felt like ten thousand bolts of lightning were rampaging within his body. Furthermore, the God Tribulation Lightning within the Soul Fire was still spreading.

However, Sacred Lord Dark Soul was a Sacred Lord that specialized in the soul, so his resistance to the Wind Lightning Eye Flame was quite strong. The instant Sacred Lord Dark Soul recovered, he slashed out with the short gray sword and tried to block Zhao Feng’s attack. A thin arc of black light pieced through the air and shot toward Zhao Feng.

Boom!

Facing Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s full-strength attack, Zhao Feng unleashed his Soul Intent and clashed heavily against Sacred Lord Dark Soul as limitless lightning appeared.

The appearance of Zhao Feng’s Soul Intent made everyone fighting feel like thunder was booming and lightning was crackling in their souls.

“This… this is Zhao Feng’s Soul Intent!?” Jiang Hao couldn’t help but take a couple steps back.

“So strong! Could he really have finished off the black-robed person by himself?” Lu Tianqi was shocked. The Soul Intent that Zhao Feng was currently displaying wasn’t weaker than Sacred Lord Dark Soul.

Hu~

The instant Zhao Feng’s Soul Intent appeared, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly next to him flapped its transparent wings, and a half-transparent pollen formed a whirlwind that swept toward Sacred Lord Dark Soul.

“Not good! My Mystic Light Sacred Power and my soul power!” Sacred Lord Dark Soul was unable to dodge the wide-ranged attack from the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly.

The Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly’s pollen could pass through both the physical and soul dimensions, and it was even effective against Sacred Lords.

Whoosh!

After the pollen started to affect Sacred Lord Dark Soul, Zhao Feng’s figure flashed and appeared before Sacred Lord Dark Soul.

“Yin Soul Charge!” Sacred Lord Dark Soul snickered coldly when Zhao Feng got close to him, and his Sacred Lord-level Soul Intent turned into the shape of a ghost and charged forward.

It was obvious that the pollen wasn’t that effective against Sacred Lord Dark Soul; he was just waiting for Zhao Feng to get close.

“Hmph!” Zhao Feng snickered coldly. He ignored Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s soul attack and punched out with his fist.

The symbols of God Tribulation Lightning within Zhao Feng’s Lightning Soul Body blinked once again and blocked most of the damage from Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s Soul Intent. The damage caused by the remaining Soul Intent that reached Zhao Feng’s Lightning Soul Body was limited.

Boom!

Sacred Lord Dark Soul was hit by Zhao Feng’s punch and was slammed into the ground.

“How is this possible? He managed to block my soul attack again?”

Since Sacred Lord Dark Soul had a Sacred Body, Zhao Feng’s punch didn’t cause too much damage. However, Zhao Feng’s mastery of the soul truly stunned him.

Hu~

The instant Sacred Lord Dark Soul hit the ground, Zhao Feng arrived in front of him and smashed down with his fists once more.

“Arghh!” Sacred Lord Dark Soul instantly started to scream. He specialized in the soul, so physical attacks were obviously Sacred Lord Dark Soul’s weakness.

“It’s time to end this!” Zhao Feng’s thunderous voice boomed across the battlefield through everyone’s soul.

The entire battlefield instantly died down, and the cries emanating from Sacred Lord Dark Soul were now even more obvious.