1458 The Storm Stirs Once More (2/2)

If they were borrowing soldiers, then Yellow Dragon Pavilion was probably in the middle of a war. But Yellow Dragon Pavilion had recently seized Spirit Grass Gate, so it should have been even stronger. Ordinary factions would not rashly provoke a faction like this. Then what was it that could threaten or outmatch Yellow Dragon Pavilion so that it would seek help from other factions?

”Could it be that Han Ning'er has returned to take revenge?” Zhao Feng thought of this possibility.

Han Ning'er was an Eye of Life descendant and a disciple of the Life Sacred Land. Her status was probably not simple. There was a high chance that she had returned to the Gulong Zone with some people to revive Spirit Grass Gate.

”Who's there?” The concerned True God Zhongtu suddenly noticed another person nearby and immediately jumped up from his seat.

”Zhao Feng?” Ancient God Light Jade was also astonished. How had Zhao Feng so inexplicably appeared here?

”It's you?” True God Zhongtu suddenly remembered something, and his expression became both shocked and furious.

If not for Zhao Feng, he would have long ago killed Han Ning'er.

But True God Zhongtu did not act recklessly. After all, Zhao Feng was able to get here without him noticing. This meant that Zhao Feng's strength was far above what he could deal with. True God Zhongtu seized this first moment to send a message.

”Why does Yellow Dragon Pavilion want to borrow soldiers?” Zhao Feng immediately asked.

”Yellow Dragon Pavilion's strength is swelling, and we're preparing to attack another four-and-a-half-star faction!”

True God Zhongtu hesitated for a moment before replying, as if he was only doing so because he feared Zhao Feng.

But Zhao Feng realized that Ancient God Light Jade appeared to somewhat grimace at True God Zhongtu's words. It was obvious that he was not telling the truth.

”Hmph, since you're not willing to tell the truth, I'll find the answer on my own!” Zhao Feng's expression chilled.

He had barely finished speaking when a powerful Soul Intent surged forward.

”What are you doing?” True God Zhongtu paled as he prepared to fight back.

But a moment later, he discovered that he couldn't move, and his soul seemed to be restrained by boundless lightning, its connection with his divine body severed so that he could not do anything.

The immense Soul Intent surged into his soul and found out everything.

”As expected.” Zhao Feng's gaze chilled.

Yellow Dragon Pavilion was borrowing soldiers to attack Spirit Grass Gate.

Boom!

With a thought from Zhao Feng, True God Zhongtu's soul and divine body were obliterated into fine powder.

Ancient God Light Jade stood on the side in shock. In front of Zhao Feng, True God Zhongtu didn't even have the ability to self-detonate.

”Yellow Dragon Pavilion...!” Zhao Feng muttered, and then he vanished.

Not long after Zhao Feng left, an oppressive energy descended on the Golden Jade Race.

Whoosh!

Ancient God Light Jade immediately emerged to greet those three people floating in the distant sky.

”Ancient God Light Jade, where is he?” A violet-robed elder was leading this group of three, his body surrounded in multicolored radiance.

”Ancient God Qian Yuan, Zhao Feng just left for Yellow Dragon Pavilion. With your strength, he probably won't even be able to reach Yellow Dragon Pavilion before falling into your hands!” Ancient God Light Jade smiled, but he was actually stunned beyond compare.

Ancient God Qian Yuan was none other than the Sect Master of the Origin Returning Sect, a half-step God Lord. The two people beside him were peak Rank Nine Ancient Gods.

He had never imagined that the Origin Returning Sect Master would personally take part, and that he would even bring two peak Rank Nine elders with him.

”Go!” Ancient God Qian Yuan called out, leaving with his two men.

Only a few top-class factions and the five-star factions knew that Violet Night Hall's Ancient God Night Dragon had been slain in the Ziling Zone. The Origin Returning Sect knew this, which was why it had sent its sect master to prevent any accidents.

At the same time, near an extremely dangerous forbidden ground of the Gulong Zone, the Wailing Ghost Ravine: Beneath Wailing Ghost Ravine was an immense faction that only a select few knew about.

Buzz! Bzzz!

In a palace that was completely deserted, several spatial ripples suddenly appeared.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several people cloaked in black appeared in the palace, each one exuding the powerful aura of an Ancient God.

”Lord Tyrant Dragon, Zhao Feng has appeared in the Golden Jade Race!” a peak Rank Nine Ancient God suddenly said. These words had everyone else stunned.

Whoosh!

A calamitous energy that could destroy all suddenly weighed down. All was incredibly still as everyone present looked up to that man who was covered entirely in pitch-black scales.

”Zhao Feng, you've finally appeared!” the black-scaled man spoke in a raspy voice.

”I will personally handle this person. The rest of you, withdraw!” the black-scaled man called out.

Yes!”

A moment later, all the figures in the palace vanished.

”Ninth God Eye, let me offer you up to our lord, kekeke!”