724 Cunning (2/2)

Hua!

Wen Luoan’s body shook slightly as he managed to open his eyes. Even now, Wen Luoan’s soul hurt, and a numbing sensation came from his body.

“Soul Chains!” Zhao Feng’s left eye locked on to Wen Luoan and restricted his soul. Wisps of purple-colored chains of lightning wrapped around Wen Luoan’s soul, making it so that he couldn’t even kill himself.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat reached out with its paw and knocked Wen Luoan out. Wen Luoan’s soul and body were both critically injured, and he was extremely weak.

“This is a good chance,” Zhao Feng nodded his head. He didn’t hesitate anymore – he used his Eye Intent to put down a Dark Heart Seal in the depths of Wen Luoan’s soul.

The Dark Heart Seal was different from the Dark Heart Seed. Once the Dark Heart Seal was used, the target would be fully enslaved. The disadvantage was that the slave would lose their potential. Since even their thoughts were enslaved, they would lose their “individuality” and act like obedient automatons, so it would be hard for them to breakthrough.

Because of that, Zhao Feng didn’t use the Dark Heart Seal on the child Demigod since the latter would rather die than become an obedient slave.

The Dark Heart Seed was used on both the child Demigod and skeletal Division Leader. The Dark Heart Seed was similar to simply strapping them with a bomb that could explode any moment. He could kill them with just a thought, but they still had free will. Therefore, although the slaves might betray him, their potential and growth weren’t limited.

Two days later, the ghost ship had sailed a long distance and entered a new island zone already.

“Master,” the voice of a weak youth sounded.

Wen Luoan half-kneeled in front of Zhao Feng, and he was extremely respectful. It wasn’t just respect in his eyes – there was an obedience from the bottom of his heart.

The child Demigod and the little thieving cat watched curiously.

What will Zhao Feng do with the disciple of the Emperor of Death? the child Demigod’s heart became solemn. After the Dark Heart Seal was used, even someone with a legendary Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline was just an automaton.

The child Demigod lived in the shadow of the Dark Heart Seed ever since he had revived. His life and death had always been in Zhao Feng’s grasp, and the Dark Heart Seal was an even-stronger version.

Within the captain’s cabin, Zhao Feng started to question Wen Luoan, who answered everything.

“No wonder the Pursuit of Death is always on my heels – there’s a descendant of the Destiny God Eye involved,” Zhao Feng understood a lot.

One had to know that the Cang Ocean was enormous. Even if you could sense someone, it was hard to chase after him. It was like trying to find a needle in an ocean. On top of that, Zhao Feng had weakened the Intent of Death in his soul to the bare minimum.

Zhao Feng originally thought that he was just unlucky and that he kept meeting the Pursuit of Death by coincidence.

“Destiny God Eye?” the child Demigod and the little thieving cat both revealed a weird look.

The Destiny God Eye was the most unique God Eye. Its battle-power wasn’t strong; on the contrary, it might even be the weakest. However, the power of Destiny was the most terrifying and uncontrollable.

How many experts were there in the Ancient Era, the Immemorial Era, and the Atavistic Era? None of them were able to escape their destiny.

Zhao Feng then started to search Wen Luoan’s soul, learning more about the Emperor of Death, including even his hobbies and habits. Only by knowing your enemy would you win every battle.

Zhao Feng and the Emperor of Death were fighting against each other till one of them died. Knowing the enemy was a must.

Four hours later:

“Wen Luoan, go return to the Emperor of Death,” Zhao Feng ordered.

“Understood, Master,” Wen Luoan left the ghost ship with a heavily injured body.

Within the captain’s cabin, Zhao Feng sat down and started to cultivate.

His every aspect was at least on par with Void God Realm Kings. The only thing he lacked was the quantity of his True Yuan. He was just half a step away from becoming a complete King.

The route of the ghost ship didn’t change; they continued to head in the direction of the Sky Sacred Qin Palace after staying in the Pirate Sacred Land for a month.

Half a month later, in the forest of a small island. Looking down from above, the entire island was filled with mountains and trees.

In a quiet canyon:

Ceng!

Wen Luoan’s figure landed next to a cave.

Plop!

Wen Luoan fell down on the ground and gritted his teeth as he spoke: “Master… I have important news.”

“Third Highness!” two Death Guards immediately picked up Wen Luoan.

“An’er, you’re still alive….” a voice sounded.

Shua!

A tall figure that looked like the shadow of death itself appeared in front of Wen Luoan. The Emperor of Death’s face was slightly pale, but he inspected his disciple with joy. However, he seemed to sense something, and his expression changed dramatically.

The next instant, Wen Luoan’s expression suddenly became full of hatred, and his True Yuan started to burn and explode like the blazing sun.

Booom~~~~!

With the sound of a loud explosion, everything within a hundred miles was engulfed in golden flames. The canyon was instantly turned into ashes.