516 Eye-Bloodline Power Transfer (1/2)

In the air, the beautiful ice-blue light intertwined with the scorching light.

During the first half-breath, the Three Eyed Saint’s scorching golden crow held the absolute advantage.

As Zhao Feng’s Ice Soul Shooting Line was about to disperse, an even more powerful icy force emerged, enhancing the attack.

The ice-blue line became more condensed while the Three Eyed Divine Light’s momentum decreased.

“The Ice Soul Shooting Line specializes in extreme cold and erosion, but it isn’t stable. The Ice Soul Freeze doesn’t aim for offense, it just concentrates on freezing.”

The Ball of Ice Soul’s essence appeared in Zhao Feng’s mind, and it contained many things about the mysteries of Ice.

Zhao Feng hadn’t placed much importance on the aspect of freezing before, but after meeting the Three Eyed Saint’s Three Eyed Divine Light and its powerful disintegration ability, the freezing ability was finally used.

The two opposing eye-bloodlines clashed, but a winner couldn’t be determined right away.

One was disintegrating while the other was freezing. These were the eye-bloodline specialties.

The Three Eyed Divine Light was fire-based while the Eye of Ice Soul was ice-based. They were opposites.

“The Three Eyed Saint’s Three Eyed Divine Light has been blocked!”

“But that Zhao Feng doesn’t have an advantage either.”

The spectators all held their breath in excitement.

This battle was between the two strongest eye-bloodlines in the continent.

“The Three Eyed Divine Light has actually been blocked by that brat? How can a measly Azure Flower Continent give birth to such a monstrous eye-bloodline?”

The Three Eyed Saint’s expression was twisted in anger and unwillingness.

Zhao Feng’s Eye of Ice Soul wasn’t as profound or perfect as his Three Eyed Divine Light.

After all, the Golden Sun family had a long history while Zhao Feng figured everything out by himself.

However, Zhao Feng’s eye-bloodline strength was stronger than the Three Eyed Saint’s. It was only because of that that Zhao Feng’s Eye of Ice Soul was able to clash with the Three Eyed Divine Light.

On a faraway mountain.

“What a terrifying eye-bloodline. In terms of strength, Sheng’er’s isn’t as strong.”

The Head of the Golden Sun family’s eyes flashed with greed and admiration.

“This Zhao Feng’s eye is extremely unique. It has quite a large amount of soul energy and it can even change powers.”

The hat-wearing elder said.

As time passed, the expressions of the two started to become solemn.

In the air, the Three Eyed Saint’s scorching Divine Light originally took up two-thirds of the clash and had the advantage, but as several breaths passed by, the length of the scorching Divine Light was being pushed back.

On the other hand, Zhao Feng’s Ice Soul Line was pushing forward and coming close to taking up half of the space.

When the two sides each took up a half, the Three Eyed Saint lost the advantage, and from the current momentum, Zhao Feng’s Ice Soul Line was extending even further toward Jinyang Shengtian.

“Impossible!”

The Three Eyed Saint gritted his teeth and his circulated the power of his third eye, but no matter what he did, he couldn’t turn back the momentum.

Zhao Feng’s half started to creep forward.

Five tenths… six tenths… seven tenths….

Zhao Feng’s advantage was getting bigger and bigger.

“This Zhao Feng’s a monster. He’s suppressing the Three Eyed Saint in terms of eye-bloodline power.”

Tuoba Qi and the ghost-eyed man looked at each other in shock.

Although the victor hadn’t been decided yet, Zhao Feng’s advantage kept increasing and victory was falling toward him.

When his ice-blue line had reached three-quarters of the way, the Three Eyed Saint started tiring.

The Three Eyed Divine Light’s power was not to be underestimated, but such a powerful skill required a terrifying amount of energy.

“How is this possible…? His expression still isn’t changing?”

The Three Eyed Saint was in disbelief.

At the other end of the crater, Zhao Feng was still calm. One had to know, the strength of his soul was almost comparable to a Sovereign’s. How could the Three Eyed Saint’s soul be compared to his?

If this fight dragged out, the Three Eyed Saint would certainly lose.

“Three Eyed Saint, has the victor been decided already?”

Zhao Feng mocked as he put more pressure on.

Hearing this, the Three Eyed Saint’s face became ugly and full of anger.

Before the battle, the Three Eyed Saint was absolutely confident; Zhao Feng’s eye-bloodline was destined to be beaten by him.

On the contrary, even though Zhao Feng was also confident in himself, he didn’t underestimate his opponent.

“Jinyang Shengtian, no matter what the result is today, I’m here with a humble heart to learn from and challenge the number one eye-bloodline family in the continent.”

Zhao Feng shook his head and said.

_Humble? Learn?_

The spectators had weird expressions.

Although Zhao Feng’s actions at the Tea Party weren’t arrogant, they weren’t humble either.

“Humble learning? Could it be…!?”

The ghost-eyed man seemed to remember something and his heart shook.

On top of the faraway mountain.

“What is this Zhao Feng playing at?”

The Head of the Golden Sun family’s eyebrows furrowed.