826 Fighting Xin Wuheng Once Again (1/2)

Chapter 826 - Fighting Xin Wuheng Once Again

Only Xin Wuheng noticed how much power was contained in Zhao Feng's kick. If it was just pure power, the recoil from the material of the ancient bronze coffin by itself would be enough to injure even Void God Realm Kings. Even with Zhao Feng's Sacred Lightning Body, he wouldn't have been able to remain unharmed.

However, his kick landed directly in the gaps of the ancient bronze coffin and disperse its energy throughout. At the same time, the green shoes on Zhao Feng's feet also helped.

As for the recoil of the Mystic Yin Ancient Bronze, that was resolved by Zhao Feng's mutated Blood Devil Sun bloodline.

”What a pure surge of Mystic Yin.”

Zhao Feng's body slightly shook as he felt the wicked power contained within the material of the ancient bronze coffin. However, the coffin itself wasn't of much use to him. The Soul Dao treasure within the coffin was what he was after.

Ta!

Zhao Feng's second kick was even more forceful as it landed in the gaps of the ancient bronze coffin again.

Bam!

This time, most of the coffin's lid was kicked off.

Hu~~

Treasures with wicked auras made the dark underground tomb turn bright, and it revealed a broken skeleton within.

The most obvious and eye-catching item was a robe made of silk. It had a smooth green glow around it as it lay beneath the skeleton. Apart from that, there was a piece of jade the size of a baby's fist that radiated a warmth that filled the entire coffin. There were various other accessories and items that were also valuable.

”Brat, don't even think about taking all of that for yourself.” The middle-aged yellow-robed King and company teamed up and formed a muddy-yellow domain with their three Magnificent Powers.

Boom!

Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng felt heavy as they clashed with the three Kings.

Eh? Where's the Soul Dao treasure? Zhao Feng felt the wicked aura of a Soul Dao treasure, but he couldn't find it.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Amidst the fighting, the lid of the coffin was flipped open, revealing a purple-and-black stone.

”It's a Soul Suppressing Stone!”

The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun suddenly flew toward the coffin and didn't bother with Xin Wuheng.

In reality, Xin Wuheng was the closest to the ancient bronze coffin, but since the half-flesh skeleton was in the way, Zhao Feng had to take a detour.

At this moment, the half-flesh skeleton was about to be fully sealed, so Xin Wuheng turned and entered the fight for the treasures.

Boom!

At this point in time, many Kings clashed with one another and created chaos. Some treasures were sent flying into the air.

”So it's a Soul Suppressing Stone. No wonder it absorbed so much wicked Soul power.”

Zhao Feng wasn't interested in the other treasures.

”Sacred Lightning Body!” Zhao Feng's silver-blue metallic body grew taller as invisible arcs of lightning pushed back all powers around him.

Peng~

The green shoes on his feet unleashed a force that pushed away two nearby Kings like a bull. He then reached out and grabbed the Soul Suppressing Stone.

The Soul Suppressing Stone radiated a terrifyingly wicked aura that even normal Kings were scared of approaching. Zhao Feng used his strong physical body to grab the Soul Suppressing Stone and used the power of his soul to block the wicked erosion within it.

”What a terrifyingly wicked Soul power!”

Zhao Feng's soul had to face round after round of attacks. Just the shockwaves made nearby Kings panic as their souls were eroded.

Seeing this, the nearby Kings all pulled away from Zhao Feng.

The Eighth Prince and company acted as if they were looking at a monster. The Soul Suppressing Stone had absorbed and condensed countless wicked souls. If it was left next to someone, it would disturb their cultivation and give them heart demons. There was nothing good that could come from such a thing.

However, while others wanted to evade the Soul Suppressing Stone, Zhao Feng went to take it.

”Zezeze, idiot human, your body isn't bad….” a gruesome voice sounded from the Soul Suppressing Stone. The owner of the voice was a partial spirit similar to the Purple Saint Partial Spirit.

”Partial spirit of a Sacred Lord!” Xin Wuheng's expression changed as he also pulled away from the Soul Suppressing Stone and started to fight for other treasures.

”Hahaha…! That thief is retarded. What a good opportunity, and he just had to go for the most troublesome Soul Suppressing Stone.” The middle-aged yellow-robed King and company gloated.

There was a partial spirit of a Sacred Lord sealed within the Soul Suppressing Stone. Even though it was extremely weak, it wasn't something Kings could deal with.

Boom!

The soul-dimension started to shake as the Sacred Lord partial spirit sealed within the Soul Suppressing Stone formed a magnificent Intent and charged toward the body of this Origin Core Realm human. It was as if Heaven and Earth itself was trembling.

”You reap what you sow.” Mockery and coldness appeared in Luo Zun's eyes.