1357 Displaying Ones Prowess (1/2)

Chapter 1357 - Displaying One's Prowess

”Wuheng, you plan to reveal the secret of the Giant God Race to an outsider?” An elderly and dignified voice echoed through the palace.

”He has been helping me protect the Ancient God Seal all this time, and now he's come to personally return it to me, so I believe in him!” Xin Wuheng had a composed expression.

Zhao Feng clearly understood that the Ancient God Seal held a major secret, yet he still came here and handed it over on his own accord. Thus, there was nothing wrong with telling Zhao Feng the secret of the Ancient God Seal.

”Back then, my Giant God Race also deeply trusted the Ancient Soul Race, but the result?” The elderly voice spoke once more, tinged with helplessness and rage.

”Those not of my race are certain to harbor different ideals!” Before Xin Wuheng could reply, the elderly voice, suffused with boundless majesty, resounded throughout the world.

At this moment, almost everyone in Giant God Hall walked out of their residences and gazed fearfully at the sky.

”Zhao Feng, don't take it personally. The Grand Elder is not targeting you.” Xin Wuheng knew that the Grand Elder's hatred for the Ancient Soul Race ran too deeply, and instead of arguing, he decided to speak with Zhao Feng.

In his view, the Giant God Race was in this situation because they relied too much on their bloodline, and they also regarded their bloodline far too highly, scornfully looking upon the weaker ancient races. They were too confident in their power and secure in their position, resulting in that tragedy.

The Giant God Race had learned their lessons. Once they revived, they would rise with an unstoppable momentum. But since the Giant God Race was still threatened by the Ancient Soul Race, they needed an opportunity to stage their comeback.

”Wuheng, the item has been delivered. Send him out!” the Grand Elder continued.

The chance for the Giant God Race to rise again lay in the Ancient God Seal.

”I require his help,” Xin Wuheng indifferently said.

”What? You plan to have him stay here?” A furious voice resounded through the hall.

Zhao Feng felt like the sky was falling on top of him.

A moment later, an old man appeared in the hall, his body large and tall, his skin dark red, his face dignified and majestic, and his hair a timeworn white.

”He is a Rank Eight Ancient God, certain to be a top-class expert in any ordinary faction, but to our Giant God Race, he has no use!” the Grand Elder barked.

In truth, Giant God Hall was currently lacking in experts, and they would be more than happy to have another Rank Eight Ancient God in their ranks. It was just that the Grand Elder still harbored hostility toward outsiders. Moreover, the Giant God Race was at a crucial moment, and no error could be allowed.

”I spent some time with Zhao Feng after I reincarnated, so I have some understanding of him. He has the ability to help us, but we will have to ask him if he's willing to help us!” Xin Wuheng suddenly stood up, exuding his supreme bloodline energy, reducing the pressure being placed on Zhao Feng.

”Since you regard him so highly, let me test him to see if he has such ability!” The Grand Elder's expression did not change as he stared at Zhao Feng.

He didn't pay much regard to Zhao Feng earlier, but he trusted in Xin Wuheng's judgment, so he began to grow a little interested in Zhao Feng.

”If he wishes to remain here, let him have a bout with my registered disciple. Otherwise, he can leave right now!” the Grand Elder spoke.

Xin Wuheng grimaced. The Grand Elder's registered disciple, Ancient God Cheng Yun, had reached peak Rank Eight not too long ago and possessed unusual strength. He believed that Zhao Feng was capable of winning, he was just worried that the Grand Elder's threatening attitude would make Zhao Feng unhappy and cause him to leave.

”This junior is willing to try.” Zhao Feng calmly said.

He truly came here with the intention of helping Xin Wuheng, but this God Lord's attitude indeed made him very unhappy. Since this was the case, he would prove his strength and give this person a vicious slap on the face.

Besides, in the last three years of seclusion, Zhao Feng had made great progress, but he never had a chance to try it out, so his hands were getting rather itchy.

Xin Wuheng faintly smiled at Zhao Feng's reply.

”Okay!” the Grand Elder bellowed, and, exerting his enormous power, he immediately took Zhao Feng away from the hall.

At the same time, a voice resounded through the hall, ”Wuheng, the Ancient God Seal is in our hands. Go and get ready. I will take care of this child!”

In a flash, Zhao Feng realized that he was standing in a spacious area covered by a protective array tens of thousands of li in circumference.

Suddenly, space rippled, and then a golden-armored man appeared.

”Master, for what matter have you sought your disciple?” Ancient God Cheng Yun respectfully bowed.

”Have a bout with this outsider until a victor is decided,” the Grand Elder coldly said.

Among his disciples, only Ancient God Cheng Yun had a similar cultivation level to Zhao Feng's. Although Ancient God Cheng Yun was just a registered disciple, he had the bloodline of the Giant God Race, endowing with abnormal strength.

If a low-level outsider like Zhao Feng was able to defeat Ancient God Cheng Yun, he would prove that his potential and talent truly were terrifying and that he would be of use to the Giant God Race.

Zhao Feng's eyes twinkled. Ancient God Cheng Yun was actually that golden-armored Ancient God who acted in an extremely unfriendly manner to him the moment he entered Giant God Hall.

Many people began to gather around the edge of the array.

”I hear that this outsider is going to have a bout with the Grand Elder's registered disciple, Ancient God Cheng Yun!”

”How could a person from a low-level race be a match for Ancient God Cheng Yun?”

The crowd began to chatter.

”Please instruct me,” Ancient God Cheng Yun spoke and then immediately activated his Giant God Race bloodline.

In an explosion of light, a massive golden-armored giant appeared, exuding enormous pressure.

It was clear through Ancient God Cheng Yun immediately activating his bloodline that he wanted to bring a quick end to this battle. After all, he was also not fond of outsiders, and he was representing his master as well, so he needed to win an overwhelming victory.

This person's body is quite a bit larger than Ancient God Stillmoon's! Zhao Feng's eyes flashed. Clearly, the Giant God Race bloodline could not be underestimated.