King of Gods

The sudden appearance of Tu Jiuseng and his group caught the disciples of the Mystic True Sacred Clan off guard.

Chen Yilin exchanged glances with Zhao Feng warily.

Tu Jiuseng’s group had obviously come prepared, and they were extremely strong, whereas Chen Yilin and company were somewhat drunk. Two or three Core disciples couldn’t even see clearly.

“Zhe zhe zhe, everyone that’s here will get a share of the Demigod’s cellar.”

Tu Jiuseng laughed.

Although he had the advantage in numbers, Tu Jiuseng didn’t attack.

Chen Yilin and Jiang Fan were both amongst the top tier of geniuses in the Sacred Land, and Chen Yilin was even one of the top ten prodigies.

Tu Jiuseng also knew how troublesome Zhao Feng was.

Apart from that, Jiang Fan had a bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races and was pretty close to the top ten geniuses’ level.

Seeing this, Chen Yilin let out a slight breath. It seemed like Tu Jiuseng had no intentions of attacking.

The two groups both had their respective advantages, and fighting each other didn’t benefit either side.

The atmosphere calmed down a bit.

Tu Jiuseng and company also saw the layout of the underground cellar and prepared to obtain the alcohol.

“Wait.”

An emotionless voice tensed the atmosphere once more.

The speaker was a blue-haired youth with sharp eyes.

“Zhao Feng, do you want to stop me?”

Tu Jiuseng’s face fell.

He was extremely wary of Zhao Feng. More than a dozen people led by him had been single-handedly defeated by Zhao Feng, and Tu Jiuseng’s own injury had only just recovered.

Although Zhao Feng currently had no beasts around him, his strength and mastery of the Dao of the Soul was extremely high.

“Keep them all behind!”

Zhao Feng’s face was filled with cold killing intent.

The blue-haired figure’s bloodline released an ancient and original aura.

“What a powerful ancient aura!”

Jiang Fan’s heart shook. The ancient aura from Zhao Feng’s bloodline was much stronger than what he remembered seeing at the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace.

A cold Soul pressure descended onto this underwater world.

Apart from Tu Jiuseng, everyone else felt a pressure on their body and soul.

“Zhao Feng, are you really thinking of starting a battle? Or are you just trying to scare Tu Jiuseng?”

Chen Yilin was shocked and asked Zhao Feng through Spiritual Sense.

In reality, he didn’t want to fight with Tu Jiuseng’s group since he wasn’t very confident. After all, everyone could obtain alcohol here if they had the ability to do so.

Zhao Feng used his actions to reply to Chen Yilin.

Shua!

He waved his hand, and a Sovereign Lord golden skeleton appeared in the air.

“Master.”

The Mermaid Princess wiggled her tail as she swam next to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng now had two Sovereign Lords next to him, and the Mermaid Princess had a big advantage in water.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat appeared as well while holding a black flag, and when it waved the flag, a stunning power of Ghost Corpse energy covered everything within thirty yards.

“Get ready to fight!”

Tu Jiuseng’s expression changed. Zhao Feng’s methods had exceeded his expectations.

At this moment, many people were confused. Why was Zhao Feng so bent on making Tu Jiuseng his enemy?

“Brother Zhao, are you sure you want to do this? A fight to the death won’t benefit us at all.”

Chen Yilin said solemnly.

“Ten pieces of Purple Scaled Grass. Even if you don’t help, I’m going to attack.”

Zhao Feng said emotionlessly without explaining.

As of right now, Tu Jiuseng wasn’t much of a threat on his own, but there was a much larger threat at the edge of the Mermaid Kingdom. If Tu Jiuseng teamed up with the warm youth Wen Luoan, the danger they would pose would be huge.

Luckily, Wen Luoan, the disciple of the Emperor of Death, hadn’t entered the Mermaid Divine Palace yet.

“Fine.”

Chen Yilin agreed helplessly.

If Zhao Feng wanted to forcefully attack, they had to help. It was better to just choose the ten pieces of Purple Scaled Grass and team up with Zhao Feng.

“Zhao Feng, how confident are you?”

Jiang Fan asked.

“If it was just me alone, 90%, but with all your help, 100%.”

Hearing that, Chen Yilin and Jiang Fan almost choked.

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished saying that, Zhao Feng’s figure flashed like a fish underwater.

In the world of water, Zhao Feng used his Water bloodline.

At the same time, the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array covered Zhao Feng’s figure and crushed toward Tu Jiuseng’s group.

The Mermaid Princess and the golden skeleton also charged.

“You’re courting death!”

Tu Jiuseng’s cold roar resounded across the underground cellar. Two demonic flaming dragons started to form behind him and repelled the ghost-corpse aura.

This time, Tu Jiuseng didn’t underestimate Zhao Feng at all and immediately used a battle skill from the Thousand Darkness Sacred Clan.

Shu!

Dark purple scales appeared on Zhao Feng’s skin. In the Purple Smoke Lake, his Water bloodline and his defensive bloodline became much stronger.

The two geniuses clashed at full power.

Bam!

Tu Jiuseng was forced back several yards with one punch, and his blood boiled.

The ripple around Zhao Feng faded by a bit as his figure turned into a blue light and streaked past.

It was obvious that Zhao Feng’s bloodline power had the advantage underwater.

“Your opponent… is me!”

Beams of silver-white light shot over just as Tu Jiuseng stabilized himself.

Chen Yilin!

Tu Jiuseng didn’t dare to underestimate him either. He clashed with Chen Yilin as the figures of his demonic flaming dragons expanded.

Right at this moment:

“Arghh!”

“Argh!”

Screams came from the demonic group as the power of the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array swept over them.

Zhao Feng, the Mermaid Princess, and the golden skeleton used the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array to hide themselves.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat waved the black flag, and dark clouds formed snakes that swept toward the enemy.

“Hehe.”

Zhao Feng retreated to the steps after killing one or two people.

The hearts of Tu Jiuseng and company went cold when they saw that out of the corner of their eyes.

It seemed as if Zhao Feng wanted to finish all of them off at once.

“Hahaha… Tu Jiuseng, take this punch!”

Jiang Fan’s ancient bloodline was released as he charged in from the side.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Blood dripped from Tu Jiuseng’s mouth as he fought the two.

The Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline obviously showed signs of suppressing his Demonic Dao bloodline.

Two or three people went to handle Jiang Fan, but they weren’t his match.

What Tu Jiuseng worried about most was Zhao Feng, and what he was scared of soon came.

“Eye of Illusion – Maze City!”

Zhao Feng’s left eye seemed to contain a critical attractiveness.

Shua!

The hearts of the people present felt their heart shake.

In the next instant, the underground cellar turned into a cold, desolate city.

The old city was enveloped by white mist, and the landscape was extremely complex like a maze.

“Not good! An illusion!”

A Soul Dao genius from the Demonic Dao group exclaimed.

However, Zhao Feng had comprehended the Dark Eye Secret Manual and the Ten Thousand Divine Thoughts Technique, and the Maze City illusion could envelop the targets’ consciousness.

At the same time, the sound of a mysterious and ancient mermaid song appeared, which made them become lost in the beautiful music.

The Mermaid Princess had cooperated with Zhao Feng and used her Soul talent skill – the Song of Mermaids.

The Song of Mermaids was a legendary type of skill in terms of the Soul Entertainment Dao.

Female mermaids specialized in seduction.

“This Mermaid Princess’s mastery of illusion Soul techniques isn’t weaker than mine. The power of seduction contained within is even purer.”

Zhao Feng was secretly surprised.

The combination of the Maze City illusion and the Song of Mermaids worked the power of illusions to its peak.

Anyone below the half-step King level would probably be unable to escape.

“Arghhh!”

Screams of the Demonic Dao geniuses came from around the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array.

“Quick, quick, quick! Retreat!”

Tu Jiuseng exclaimed and took in a cold breath.

The hearts of Chen Yilin and Jiang Fan shook.

What Zhao Feng said earlier wasn’t a lie. Even without their help, Zhao Feng was 90% confident in defeating Tu Jiuseng and company.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Chen Yilin and Jiang Fan teamed up and chased after Tu Jiuseng.

Furthermore, Zhao Feng was still smiling and waiting at the entrance.

“Demonic Sky Body!”

In this desperate situation, Tu Jiuseng roared, and his body started to expand into a demonic figure that seemed to be connected to Heaven and Earth.

Chen Yilin and Jiang Fan were instantly pushed away by a dominating demonic aura.

After using this technique, Tu Jiuseng’s battle-power doubled.

Even normal half-step Kings wouldn’t be his match right now.

“All of you, die!”

Tu Jiuseng’s aura covered the battlefield.

At this moment, Chen Yilin, Jiang Fan, and even Zhao Feng couldn’t clash with him head-on. All they could do was save themselves.

“Die!”

Tu Jiuseng laughed gruesomely and charged at Zhao Feng.

He hated Zhao Feng the most, and Zhao Feng was blocking the entrance.

“Divine Light of Destruction!”

A beam of dazzling light shot through the underwater world and glittered with a sharp light.

Zhao Feng’s left eye seemed to turn into the moon.

Boom!

The demonic flames around Tu Jiuseng’s body and his demonic figure instantly started to fade.

The Divine Light of Destruction allegedly had the ability to destroy every technique and disperse everything.

Zhao Feng’s Divine Light of Destruction was copied from the Golden Sun Family, and although it wasn’t the purest, his mastery of Soul Dao eye-bloodline techniques was now extremely high compared to back then.

“Zhao Feng even knows a dispersal eye-bloodline technique?”

Chen Yilin and company were shocked.

A single beam of the Divine Light of Destruction managed to weaken Tu Jiuseng’s Demonic Sky Body by 20-30%.

As one of the top ten geniuses of the Sacred Land, his bloodline battle techniques surpass those from the outside world by far.

Zhao Feng sighed in his heart.

If it was a normal secret technique, Zhao Feng’s Divine Light of Destruction might’ve been able to disperse it in an instant.

“Ice Soul Shooting Line!”

Tu Jiuseng’s body trembled slightly and slowed down.

At the same moment, Chen Yilin and Jiang Fan both used their killing moves, landing their attacks on Tu Jiuseng’s back.

Wah!

Tu Jiuseng spat out a mouthful of blood as he roared and flashed toward Zhao Feng at the entrance.