King of Gods

The blood-colored whirlpool was at the center of the Death Spirit Hell Array, and its power could devour and refine Void God Realm Kings.

Boom!

The Yin Yang Heaven Seal pushed the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array, including Zhao Feng, the child Demigod, and the skeletal Division Leader. At the same time, a strong pulling force came from the whirlpool.

“If we fall into the whirlpool, the array will break…!” Zhao Feng’s heart jumped. If the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array broke, Zhao Feng and the child Demigod would have no more protection against the red beams and the secret techniques of the Death Spirit Lords.

This was a moment of life and death.

“Little Kun Yun!” Zhao Feng roared as a pair of wings appeared on his back.

“Understood!”

Zhao Feng and the Demigod could communicate easily with the Dark Heart Seed.

“Heaven Breaking Golden Fist!” the child Demigod’s Demigod Intent and Fist Intent had reached an incredibly high level.

The space around the Hell array started to shake as a brilliant beam of golden fist-light clashed heavily with the Yin Yang Heaven Seal.

Booom!

A large hole appeared in the Yin Yang Lord’s hand seal, and the black-and-white screen started to tremble.

“This brat’s Fist Intent seems to be even stronger than a normal Emperor’s….” the Yin Yang Lord was slightly shocked, but the difference in cultivation between the two was too big. The Yin Yang Lord’s battle-power was unparalleled against anyone weaker than a King, and although the child Demigod’s Fist Intent was profound, the latter was unable to break the former’s technique with just one fist.

The Yin Yang Heaven Seal was barely blocked.

Bam!

The child Demigod retreated dozens of meters and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Yin Yang Lord’s strength, Intent, and soul were all close to the level of an Emperor. In one-on-one combat, Zhao Feng’s chances of winning would be low even if he used his eye-bloodline.

“Master! Not good!” the skeletal Division Leader yelled as the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array was pulled toward the whirlpool. After all, the child Demigod wasn’t able to block all of the Yin Yang Lord’s attack.

At the very critical moment:

Lightning Wings Wind Flash!

A scarlet-colored light flew toward the center of the whirlpool.

“Ice Emperor’s Seal!” an ice-blue spear that seemed to exist between the states of water and ice appeared in Zhao Feng’s palm and summoned an enormous mountain of ice.

Boom!

The mountain of ice glittered in the light and perfectly landed on the whirlpool. The entire Death Spirit Hell Array started to shake.

Weng~~~~

The mountain of ice landed right on the whirlpool, but the whirlpool started to devour the mountain, and the power of ice began to clash with the power of devouring. The mountain of ice was obviously at a disadvantage, and its aura became weaker.

“Seal!” Zhao Feng’s eyes went cold, and a set of delicate blue scales appeared on his skin. An ancient freezing power merged into the ice mountain. The ice mountain instantly became twice as cold, and everything within several miles of Zhao Feng started to turn frosty.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The blood-colored beams started to slow down when they approached Zhao Feng, and their power decreased by 50-60% when they hit him.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Zhao Feng’s scales seemed to come from an ancient ice dragon, and his defense was incredibly strong.

Siiii~~~

The whirlpool showed signs of freezing and almost stopped spinning completely.

“So close!” the skeletal Division Leader stabilized the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array, which was only dozens of meters away from the whirlpool, but luckily the whirlpool was momentarily frozen, so the suction force had disappeared.

“That bloodline aura…!” the Kings’ and Wen Luoan’s faces changed dramatically. The latter’s Heaven Sun Battle Race bloodline trembled uneasily.

“Ten Thousand Ancient Races… Mystic Ice Scaled Race bloodline!”

“How could he have it…!?”

The three Death Spirit Lords and Wen Luoan were stunned. The pressure from the Mystic Ice Scaled Race made the bloodlines of the Death Spirit Lords and Death Guards feel uncomfortable.

Using the strengthened Ice Imperial Spear, Zhao Feng and his Mystic Ice Scaled Race bloodline could momentarily stop the whirlpool and decrease the power of the array.

“Attack!” Zhao Feng roared as his faint purple hair blew in the air.

As soon as he said that, the child Demigod and the skeletal Division Leader counterattacked. Zhao Feng could only suppress the whirlpool for a couple breaths, and it took a huge toll on his bloodline.

“Hmph!” the Yin Yang Lord snickered coldly as the outline of five fingers appeared in the sky and crushed down toward the child Demigod and the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array. The Dark Soul King and the Witch King also used techniques, suppressing the child Demigod and the skeletal Division Leader.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Zhao Feng stood on top of the mountain and also faced the attacks of the blood-colored beams and the green bugs.

Lightning Wings Wind Flash!

Zhao Feng disappeared from the mountain of ice and dodged the Yin Yang Heaven Seal’s radius. It was obvious he had given up on sealing the whirlpool in ice.

Shua!

While he was flying, a strong surge of Eye Intent came from his left eye.

“Watch out for Zhao Feng’s eye-bloodline technique!” Wen Luoan exclaimed and tensed up.

“Limitless Maze!” the gaze of Zhao Feng’s left eye landed on the strongest Yin Yang Lord’s body. It was this Peak-tier King that was suppressing them so badly.

“Hmmm?” the Yin Yang Lord’s body shook as he was attracted to Zhao Feng’s dreamy purple eye. The scenery around him suddenly changed. Everything in sight was replaced by a giant labyrinth.

“Hmph!” the Yin Yang Lord snickered coldly as the scenery in front of him started to melt like snow. Both his Intent and soul were close to the level of an Emperor.

“As expected of the strongest Death Spirit Lord. His gray flames also reduce the power of my eye-bloodline techniques by 30-40%,” Zhao Feng wasn’t surprised. He was only testing things just now in order to understand the Hell array and how much it limited his strength.

“60% is enough,” Zhao Feng nodded his head.

The Yin Yang Lord easily broke through the Limitless Maze illusion, and mockery appeared on his face, but he soon realized that something was off. Zhao Feng showed no signs of defeat; instead, he was smiling.

“No, watch out~~~~!” the Yin Yang Lord exclaimed as he remembered something. Amongst the people present, he had the greatest strength and could easily block Zhao Feng’s eye-bloodline techniques, but that didn’t mean others could.

“Mental Energy Spike!” a strong surge of purple-colored mental energy appeared from Zhao Feng’s left eye and pierced through the gray flaming barrier.

Boom!

The gray flames weakened the mental energy spike by 40%.

Whoosh!

The remaining 60% hit Wen Luoan, who was in charge of an array flag.

“Arghhh!” Wen Luoan screamed. The pain felt by the soul was a hundred more times worse than pain to the physical body. Even though there was only 60% of the power remaining, it almost made Wen Luoan faint.

Wen Luoan’s soul-strength was only barely at a King’s level, but the Mental Energy Spike was a direct clash of soul-strength, and Zhao Feng’s was higher.

The greater the difference in soul-strength, the higher the damage. The difference between Zhao Feng’s and Wen Luoan’s soul-strength was enormous, and even though the Mental Energy Spike was weakened by 40% due to the flaming gray barrier, Zhao Feng still had an overwhelming advantage.

This Mental Energy Spike critically injured Wen Luoan’s soul.

“Brat, die!” the Yin Yang Lord roared as his Peak-tier King Intent charged toward Zhao Feng and stopped his second round of attack. At the same time, the Dark Soul Lord and the Witch King increased their pressure as well.

“Hehe,” Zhao Feng laughed lightly as his wings fluttered gently and he dove into the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array, blocking the attacks with the child Demigod and the array.

“Luoan, how’s your injury?” the Witch King asked Wen Luoan. Wen Luoan’s soul was critically injured and he lost control of the array flag, causing the Hell array’s strength to decrease dramatically.

Right at this moment:

Shua!

A dark silver flash appeared and gave off a sharp glint of light.

“Watch out!” the Witch King’s heart jumped, but her warning was too late.

Shuuuuuu!

A dagger that looked like a shadow pierced through Wen Luoan’s heart.

“Wuu~~!” Wen Luoan tried to struggle, but his body went numb and started to fall down.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat waved the Shadow Kill Imperial Dagger, and a cold flash of light slashed through Wen Luoan and a couple nearby Death Guards.

“Arghhh!”

The bodies of the nearby Death Guards immediately stiffened as their lifeforce was instantly destroyed.

“Luoan!”

“Third Highness!”

“Get that cat!”

The three Death Spirit Lords and Death Guards exclaimed.

After one of the main cores was lost, the Death Spirit Hell Array’s power was obviously much weaker, and it started to reveal some flaws.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat turned into a silver-gray streak and disappeared into the air.

“Little thieving cat… good job!”

The pressure on Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat decreased.

Back when the enemies were setting up the Death Spirit Hell Array, Zhao Feng immediately saw that the weakness was Wen Luoan. Of the four array flag holders, Wen Luoan had the lowest cultivation, and Zhao Feng’s attack against the Yin Yang Lord was just a small test to calculate the power necessary.

If the little thieving cat were to ambush the Yin Yang Lord, its chance of success would be very low, and it would be in great danger. Zhao Feng’s target was Wen Luoan who was relatively weaker, and he successfully broke through this point.

Before the three Death Spirit Lords could react, the next round of offense had begun.

“Scarlet Destruction Eye Flame!” a strong surge of eye-bloodline flames came from Zhao Feng’s left eye, and a ball of transparent scarlet-colored fire radiating a Destructive aura appeared. Within, there was also a wisp of the God Tribulation Lightning.

Booom!

The flames thundered toward the Witch King.

“Argh!” the Witch King’s pale-white body was covered by the scarlet flames, and the aura of Destruction started to spread. Even though she was prepared, the chaotic attack made her panic.

Weng!!

A layer of ghastly white fire surrounded the Witch King’s body and intertwined with the Scarlet Destruction Eye Flame. However, her flame of the Wicked Path was countered by the Intent of the God Tribulation Lightning and the power of Destruction, and her flames soon started to dim.