688 Setting Sail 1 (1/2)

After the King Intent was formed, every aspect of Zhao Feng reached the limit. It would be hard for him to have any major breakthroughs within a short amount of time. A cultivation at the late-stage Great Origin Core Realm was also incredible.

Other than his cultivation, Zhao Feng’s state of existence, body, and soul had all reached the level of a King.

At this moment, at least ten Divine Senses scanned across the area where Zhao Feng lived.

No matter how low-key Zhao Feng tried to be, the birth of a new King Intent was unable to be concealed.

The owners of these Divine Senses all sighed. A youth only twenty-three years old had a cultivation of the Great Origin Core Realm and was already able to comprehend King Intent. What kind of miracle was that?

The potential that Zhao Feng displayed already surpassed Nan Gongsheng’s. Only Zhao Yufei, who had the bloodline of the Spiritual Race, could suppress Zhao Feng in terms of cultivation speed.

“Zhao Feng, you’re improving at a very fast rate, but we’ll be leaving in ten days’ time….” Duanmu Qing’s voice sounded.

Zhao Feng’s strength was enough to challenge Kings, but in the face of the Pursuit of Death, even Emperors weren’t able to survive.

“Ten more days,” Zhao Feng nodded his head solemnly. There were only ten days of protection from living in the True Martial Sacred Land left, but that wasn’t his final destination.

Floating Dream Spiritual Zone… Sky Saint Qin Palace…. Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.

His path of cultivation would be clear and straightforward after confirming whether Liu Qinxin was alive or dead.

Zhao Feng officially stopped cultivating for the last ten days. He continued grinding down the Intent from the Eye of Death.

His exiting seclusion raised the attention of many members of the clan. The fight with Lei Zhen had made Zhao Feng famous and given him the title of the number one genius of the Lightning Dao.

Zhao Feng left the main Spiritual Peak. This was the first time he had left the clan’s territory after exiting the Demigod Forgotten Garden.

Zhao Feng flew toward the Golden Mountain Sect and scanned his Divine Sense across the entire place. He soon saw Old Li, the King in blue robes, Li Yunya, Loulan Zhishui, and the other sailors.

“Zhao Feng!” the blue-robed King exclaimed as he sensed Zhao Feng’s King-level Divine Sense.

He was shocked; how long had it been? Not even a year had passed yet! The ant in his eyes had now formed complete King Intent.

The main difference between the Void God Realm and the realms below was the soul and their Intent, and Zhao Feng’s soul and Intent were both already completely transformed. The door to becoming a King was wide open to him. Zhao Feng only needed a year or two at most to become a King.

A while later, in a side hall of the Golden Mountain Sect, Zhao Feng, the blue-robed King, and Old Li sat together and started to chat.

Zhao Feng was now a legendary genius and rising star within the True Martial Sacred Land. He had revealed his light during the disciple ceremony, and he managed to copy the plan from several thousand years ago to invade the Mermaid Kingdom, obtaining mermaid tears and the Illusion God Wine.

Afterward, Zhao Feng only became more famous. The fight with Lei Zhen, and his potential to surpass the Wind Lightning Emperor, shocked the entire Sacred Land.

The blue-robed King and Old Li both sighed in their hearts when they met Zhao Feng again. Zhao Feng was even more terrifying than the rumors – he had formed King Intent.

Old Li took Zhao Feng to see Loulan Zhishui, Li Yunya, and company a while later.

“Zhao Feng, we’ve asked some array masters to strengthen your Blue Lightning Sea Sky Ship,” Old Li smiled and said. Although Zhao Feng stayed on the main Spiritual Peak of the True Mystic Sacred Clan, he had maintained contact with Old Li.

“Captain….” Li Yunya and Loulan Zhishui wanted to speak, but they stopped.

Zhao Feng’s eyes scanned over them and instantly knew the situation very clearly. After entering the Sacred Land, Loulan Zhishui and Li Yunya were soon accepted into the Golden Mountain Sect, and Loulan Zhishui became a rising star of the Golden Mountain Sect while Li Yunya became a Deacon. The two had already successfully integrated into the Golden Mountain Sect.

The thirty-three two-star sects within the True Martial Sacred Land were all peak two-stars that far surpassed the two-star forces of the outside world. How glorious was it to be one of the members of a Sacred Land?

“You can decide whether to stay or leave. I won’t force you,” Zhao Feng said calmly.

Without much hesitation, Li Yunya decided to stay. Staying in a Sacred Land was a dream-come-true for him, and he couldn’t go back to his original sect even if he wanted to.

Loulan Zhishui glanced at Zhao Feng with a complex and guilty expression.

The purple-haired youth in her sight had become distant. She had witnessed the miracle of his rising. The first time they met, he was only a ruffled blue-haired youth.

“Okay, I understand,” Zhao Feng wasn’t surprised, and he wasn’t angry.

Loulan Zhishui looked downward with guilt. Back at the Eight Desolate Mountain, she agreed to become a sailor on Zhao Feng’s ship, but the promise was now coming to an end.

“Skeletal Division Leader, from today onwards, you shall be the vice-captain of the ship,” Zhao Feng gently waved his hand.

Shua!

The skeletal Division Leader appeared. Its bones were covered with dark golden lines, and its aura was much stronger than before, even surpassing Li Yunya’s.

“What…!” Li Yunya’s heart jumped in disbelief.