624 Power of a King (1/2)

Zhao Feng returned to the Golden Dragon Scaled Ship and sat down, then watched the three half-step Void God Realms from the Golden Mountain Sect chase after the Death Guards.

Although the victory was hard-fought, it was easier than the last fight against a Death Guard.

Last time, Zhao Feng had used every method possible, including: the little thieving cat, all his True Yuan, and all his eye-bloodline power, whereas this time, apart from the fact that he had used the majority of his eye-bloodline power, he still had more than half his True Yuan remaining.

Bo!

A ripple of water glowed around Zhao Feng and started to heal the injuries created by the Scythe of Death.

The attacks from the Death Guards contained an aura of Death, which greatly threatened living beings.

If it weren’t for the fact that his state of existence had reached the limit of the Great Origin Core Realm and had absorbed a ton of Ancient Dream Realm aura, he would have died to the Scythe of Death.

Some other Great Origin Core Realms would have been killed without a doubt.

As time passed, most of Zhao Feng’s injuries recovered. While he was healing, the other geniuses looked at Zhao Feng with deep respect, but a small number of them also had vengeful expressions.

“That brat is the Target of Death! He brought disaster to our Golden Mountain Sect…!”

A few Sovereigns gritted their teeth.

Dozens of people died just now, and almost ten of them were Sovereigns.

Half the time it took to burn incense later:

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh~~~~~~

The three half-step Void God Realms returned to the Golden Dragon Scaled Ship.

Looking closely at them, the three half-step Void God Realms had grim expressions, and they were ruffled. It was obvious that they didn’t gain any advantage in the pursuit just now.

One of them had even lost an arm, and his expression was dark.

“Zhao Feng.”

Old Li’s expression was slightly ugly as he gave Zhao Feng a deep glance.

Zhao Feng got up and followed the three half-step Void God Realms.

Within an elegant room in the Golden Dragon Scaled Ship:

“Zhao Feng, what’s going on? Are you really a target of the Pursuit of Death?”

Old Li spoke, and the other two half-step Void God Realms stared at Zhao Feng with twinkling eyes, while the one-armed half-step Void God Realm had a cold expression.

At this moment, the mental energy of the three half-step Void God Realms put pressure on Zhao Feng and stiffened his body.

However, it wasn’t as if Zhao Feng had never been in intense situations before. He calmed down quickly and replied in a calm tone, “This junior is indeed the target of the Pursuit of Death, but I didn’t expect them to catch up right before we entered the True Martial Sacred Land….”

Zhao Feng didn’t hide it. He was indeed a victim who was being pursued by the subordinates of the Emperor of Death.

He didn’t expect the three Death Guards to suddenly show up.

The three half-step Void God Realms then asked a few more questions, which Zhao Feng just glossed over in response.

Only after a while did the enmity in the expressions of the three half-step Void God Realms fade a bit.

The three then exchanged glances with each other and started to communicate through Divine Sense.

A while later:

“Zhao Feng, although this isn’t your fault, you are partially responsible for it. We need you to tell the upper echelon of the sect when we arrive in the Sacred Land.”

The one-armed half-step Void God Realm said in a deep tone.

Zhao Feng paused. Was the Golden Mountain Sect going to punish him?

“Little Friend Zhao, don’t get it mixed up. The sect has been damaged, so we need to report the cause to the upper echelon. You just need to follow us when we enter the Sacred Land and cooperate.”

Old Li smiled and said.

“Old Li, relax.”

Zhao Feng understood. Old Li was scared that he would run away mid-journey. If that happened, the three half-step Void God Realms wouldn’t be able to report to their bosses.

“Furthermore, you will be safe when you enter the True Martial Sacred Land. Even the Emperor of Death wouldn’t dare to attack you there.”

Old Li comforted.

Zhao Feng nodded his head. He didn’t doubt it; although the Emperor of Death was strong, he wasn’t an Emperor of the True Martial Sacred Land.

Furthermore, the three-star forces of the True Martial Sacred Land definitely had Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lords because that was a requirement for a sect to be considered a three-star force.

Within the golden room, the three half-step Void God Realms sent Zhao Feng away with their eyes.

“Old Li, are you sure that that brat’s related to Duanmu Qing in any way?”

The eyes of the one-armed half-step Void God Realm twinkled. He didn’t have any good feelings toward Zhao Feng since he lost an arm in the pursuit of the Death Guards.

If Zhao Feng didn’t have a strong background, the half-step Void God Realm would have taught him a lesson already.

“It should be true. That brat’s eye-bloodline is extremely unique, so he definitely has _someone_ strong behind his back. Furthermore, Duanmu Qing is often in seclusion in the Sacred Land, so normal people don’t even know his name.”

Old Li said after a while.

“That’s right, Duanmu Qing’s strength is unfathomable, and he’s apparently trying to break through to the Mystic Light Realm.”

The three half-step Void God Realms were full of respect toward Duanmu Qing.

Within the Spiritual Sea, where Yuan Qi formed storms and ran rampant, the Golden Dragon Scaled Ship had returned to normal and was approaching the direction of the Sacred Land.

A few hours later, Zhao Feng’s injuries had completely healed.

At this moment, the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi around the Spiritual Sea had calmed down.