757 Identity of a King (2/2)

Void God Realm King. Such an existence was amongst the peak even in the Cang Ocean, and it only existed in the legends on the Azure Flower Continent.

”King! Zhao Feng's become a King!”

”No wonder Deputy Patriarch Zhao could kill an Elder of the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion with just a thought.”

Those from the Canopy Great Country broke out into chaos.

Patriarch Hong and Tiemo looked at each other. Apart from shock, there was overwhelming joy. One had to know that the entire Azure Flower Continent didn't even have a single Void God Realm King; the Iron Blood Religion was the first to have one. How glorious was this?

Patriarch Hong and Tiemo couldn't help but feel lucky about how they had chosen Zhao Feng. The birth of a King was enough to turn the tide of the entire continent, and it was unstoppable.

”King…!” Empress Qin was dazed and felt as if she was in a dream. She couldn't believe it.

On the other hand, those from the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion fell into despair. Under the gaze of a King, they didn't even have the courage to run away – Elder Xue Li was a perfect example of what would happen.

”Sir King, if you have any requirements, just tell me,” the elder said bitterly.

At this point in time, Zhao Feng had removed his Magnificent Power, but the elder and Zhuang Wan'er didn't dare to have any other thoughts.

”Zhuang Wan'er shall stay behind while you go back to the Moon Demon Palace, and if you don't give me a good explanation within the next one hundred days, I will kill her and remove the entire Moon Demon Palace from the Cang Ocean,” Zhao Feng spoke in a slow tone.

Hearing this, the heart of the elder shook, especially when he heard that last line about removing the Moon Demon Palace from the Cang Ocean. Facing Zhao Feng's cold and decisive voice, the elder had a ridiculous feeling, as if Zhao Feng actually had the ability to do so.

Frankly, even if Zhao Feng's strength dropped below the Void God Realm, there wouldn't be too much difficulty in destroying the Moon Demon Palace because his Intents wouldn't disappear, and the weakening of his Emperor Intent was considerably slow. Furthermore, Zhao Feng estimated that there would still be a month of two before he dropped below the Void God Realm.

”I'll go immediately. I hope that Sir King will not harm Wan'er,” the elder took a deep breath. He knew that he didn't have any ability to negotiate with a Void God Realm King.

Whoosh!

The elder turned into a streak of light and sped toward the limitless ocean.

Zhuang Wan'er's face was pale-white and filled with helplessness. She didn't know what awaited her, but she knew that her fate was no longer in her control.

The elites of the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion either surrendered or were killed. A battle that could shake the heavens was stopped by one thought of a King.

Zhao Feng wasn't very interested in what happened afterward.

”My strength has weakened quite a bit….” Zhao Feng couldn't help but sigh. Although he still currently had the battle-power of an Emperor, his soul, True Yuan, and bloodline were much weaker than before.

Hearing that, the faces of Patriarch Hong, Tiemo, and company twitched, and Zhuang Wan'er was speechless. It seemed as if Zhao Feng wasn't even at his peak, but he was too lazy to explain. The fading of his strength reminded him clearly of why he was here.

He then immediately said goodbye to Patriarch Hong and Tiemo.

”City Lord Liu,” Zhao Feng's gaze landed on the Flooding Lake City Lord. Zhao Feng took him and Zhuang Wan'er toward the direction of the Six Warlock Tower. On the way, Zhuang Wan'er summoned her spiritual pets to take them over.

The Flooding Lake City Lord looked at Zhao Feng with complicated emotions. He didn't expect the brat he had forced to marry his daughter had now become a legendary figure. This gave him some hope about Liu Qinxin's whereabouts and whether she was alive or not.

Several hours later, a six-sided tower came into sight.

An elder sat quietly on the 49th floor of the Six Warlock Tower when Zhao Feng arrived.

Miao!

A silver-black big lazy cat appeared at the bottom of the tower and gazed toward the approaching black dot.

”The guest is here,” the Sage slowly spoke. It seemed as if he had been waiting.

Whoosh!

At the same moment, a beast landed.

”You stay down here,” Zhao Feng ordered Zhuang Wan'er to stay at the bottom of the tower.

Zhuang Wan'er felt humiliated. She was a genius at the Origin Core Realm and was now just a guard.

In reality, Zhao Feng just didn't want Zhuang Wan'er to know about some of his secrets.

”My Lord, this way,” a female priest from the tower led Zhao Feng up.

Miao!

Miao miao!

On the 49th floor, the little thieving cat and the big lazy cat both snickered as they saw each other.

The Sage's eyes flashed when they landed on Zhao Feng.

”Cursed… Words… of… Death….” the Sage's voice was slow as he spoke each word one at a time.