"Young Sir Zhao, please!"
The Elder in front of the Purple Star Tower stood up and said respectfully.
Zhao Feng then entered the Purple Star Tower amidst the discussions of the other disciples.
At this moment, Zhao Feng didn't need to worry about the number of times he could enter the Purple Star Tower, so he went straight to the 8th floor, which was suitable for Sacred Lords to cultivate.
Of course, the 8th floor had a bigger effect on Zhao Feng than before.
The 8th floor was suitable for Sacred Lords, and it obviously included the initial stages, early stages, and late stages of the Mystic Light Realm.
Because Zhao Feng had split his soul, his Soul Intent had dropped to the lowest level of the Mystic Light Realm.
The power of the purple mist on the 8th floor should be around the early stages of the Mystic Light Realm.
There were a total of five futons on the 8th floor, but there was no one there.
"Luckily, the Purple Star Tower can help me quickly condense my Soul Intent."
Zhao Feng casually sat down on a futon.
The Soul Splitting Technique was a technique that condensed the soul. The original idea of this technique was that after splitting into two souls, one's cultivation speed would be doubled, and the two souls could fuse together to a certain degree, increasing one's Soul Intent to a whole new level.
However, because Zhao Feng's soul had merged with the Eye of Death, it couldn't merge back into Zhao Feng's soul.
The original idea of the Soul Splitting Technique was to condense the soul, but in Zhao Feng's hands, it became a cloning technique.
Zhao Feng circulated the Ten Thousand Divine Thoughts Technique to condense his Soul Intent and comprehend other things at the same time.
Within the dimension of his left eye, there was only 20% of the power of God Tribulation Lightning left in the Demigod head.
Because Zhao Feng's soul had split, a portion of the God Tribulation Lightning symbols had also been split off.
The God Tribulation Lightning symbols were one of Zhao Feng's killing moves, and now that they had been weakened, it affected Zhao Feng a lot.
Within the dimension of his left eye, Zhao Feng split off many thoughts and started to guide the God Tribulation Lightning into his soul.
At the same time, in Zhao Feng's hand, there was only a small portion of the scorched black wood that contained the power of the ancient lightning. Moreover, because it had been stored for too long, the power of the ancient lightning on it could no longer be used as a carrier and had almost dissipated.
Without saying anything else, Zhao Feng circulated his Intent and guided the power of ancient lightning into his Lightning Soul Body.
Time passed. This time, Zhao Feng stayed on the eighth level for ten hours. Then, he stood up and left.
After returning to his residence, Zhao Feng rested for a while before entering the Ancient Dream Realm.
"Since I'm going to create the Little World of Illusions, it's definitely better to create it in the Ancient Dream Realm!"
Zhao Feng had tasted the sweetness of the Wind Thunder Small World.
Even if the Imperial Tombs weren't an ancient space, Zhao Feng's Immemorial Wind Lightning Small World was much stronger than an ordinary Emperor's Small World.
However, most of the people that Zhao Feng was fighting against were Sacred Lords. With the power of their Little World projections, Zhao Feng's Little World of Wind Lightning should be able to completely block them.
Therefore, it would be best if the level of the Little World of Illusions was the same as the Little World of Wind Lightning.
Last time, when Zhao Feng was cultivating in the Purple Star Tower, he had already completed the process of creating the Little World of Illusions.
Now, Zhao Feng had started to create his Little World.
"The core of the Little World of Illusions will be you!"
A bright white crystal pearl appeared in Zhao Feng's hand. It was extremely deep, and it radiated a weird energy that could move one's soul.
This was the God Crystal that Zhao Feng had obtained in the Black Wind Canyon Forbidden Ground. However, the energy within this God Crystal had been slightly depleted.
Even if only half of the energy was left, it was still a treasure to Zhao Feng.
God Crystals were the crystallization of the power of True Gods.
Weng ~ ~
Within the Ancient Dream Realm, a purple mist appeared a hundred yards around Zhao Feng. There was a maze, a castle, a fountain, and various other structures. Dark clouds covered the maze, and lightning crackled.
Zhao Feng's Little World of Illusions was extremely condensed in the outside world, but it was transparent in the Ancient Dream Realm.
Weng ~ ~
First, Zhao Feng carefully placed the God Crystal within.
Apart from that, the items that Zhao Feng had obtained in the Black Wind Canyon Forbidden Ground were all extremely precious. Zhao Feng picked out a Dark Black Inkstone.
Zhao Feng didn't know what exactly this stone was, but it radiated a shocking mental energy. Zhao Feng didn't find anything wrong with it even after studying it for a long time.
Therefore, Zhao Feng placed the Dark Black Inkstone next to the God Crystal.
Zhao Feng didn't even know the names of the many treasures that he had obtained in the Black Wind Canyon Forbidden Ground.
However, the value of these treasures made Zhao Feng not dare to take them out to appraise, so he could only put them aside for now.
…
Just like that, Zhao Feng went back and forth between his residence, Sacred Lord Star Demon's personal hall, and the Purple Star Tower.
As Zhao Feng's soul-strength and knowledge increased, the creation of his Little World also progressed at the same time.
More than a month later:
Zhao Feng's Soul Recovery Divine Technique had reached the peak 8th level, but the embryonic form of his Little World of Illusions wasn't complete yet.
Creating a Little World was an extremely complicated process. For example, Zhao Feng had used one and a half years to create his Little World of Wind Lightning.
Zhao Feng estimated that it would take at least one year to create his Little World of Illusions.
Zhao Feng's consciousness suddenly moved.
"Very good, Zhao Wang has snuck into the Dark Ghost Clan."
Although Zhao Feng and Zhao Wang were separated by several provinces, they could still communicate with each other. Zhao Wang could even send some images to Zhao Feng.
The soul clone was stronger than the Dark Heart Seal in every aspect.
At this moment, Zhao Wang had successfully become an inner disciple of the Dark Ghost Clan with his shocking talent.
The Dao of Ghosts Clan was an important three-star subordinate power of Nine Darkness Palace, so they were very careless in their selection of disciples. Zhao Wang wasn't suspected at all.
However, the rules of the Dao of Ghosts Clan were extremely cruel and cold-blooded. They would turn a blind eye to the infighting between the disciples as long as they didn't kill them.
"Young Sir Zhao, Ji Lan requests to see you."
On this day, Ji Lan's voice sounded outside Zhao Feng's residence.
Zhao Feng soon pushed open the door.
"Young Sir Zhao, a letter for you."
Ji Lan handed over a letter and left with a complicated expression.
Right now, Zhao Feng was the Grand Elder of a normal three-star power. He was the person that the Crown Prince placed the most importance on, and he was on the same level as Sacred Lord Star Demon of the Ji Family.
She never would have thought that Zhao Feng, who hadn't even reached the King level, would become like this and change so quickly.
Ji Lan could only tell herself to work hard and cultivate.
After interacting with Zhao Feng for a while, she realized that Zhao Feng never slacked off. Even though he had reached such a status and had strength that surpassed those of the same cultivation, he still cultivated and comprehended day and night.
Zhao Feng tore open the letter. There was a piece of white paper inside. Zhao Feng's Soul Consciousness instantly entered it, and a wave of information appeared in Zhao Feng's mind.
"Information from Old Ying."
Zhao Feng's expression changed slightly.
The war between lord dynasties had started ten months ago. Because the Great Gan Lord Dynasty had sent out the conscription order, they were able to make up for the disadvantage, but they still didn't have a big advantage.
In this situation, as the Crown Prince, the Ninth Prince was sent to the battlefield by the Sacred Emperor and Empress.
The first reason was to have the Crown Prince represent the Great Gan Lord Dynasty and raise the morale of the frontlines. The second reason was to train the Crown Prince's will and strategy.
"Hehe, excuses."
Zhao Feng couldn't help but mock.
If the Ninth Prince stayed in the Imperial Palace, nothing would go wrong. If nothing went wrong, he would have a high chance of becoming the next Emperor.
However, if he was sent to the frontlines, too many things could happen.
"All of this should have been planned by the other princes and their forces to the Sacred Emperor."
Zhao Feng's voice was deep.
After the Ninth Prince was sent to the frontlines, the other princes volunteered to go and fight for the country.
If only the Ninth Prince went to the frontlines, he would have been relatively safe.
However, now all the princes were going to the frontlines.
This war wasn't just a war between two lord dynasties; it was also a war within the Great Gan Lord Dynasty.
The reason why Old Ying sent a letter to Zhao Feng was because he wanted Zhao Feng to go to the frontlines and help the Ninth Prince.
"Perfect, I need to train myself through battle."
The letter in Zhao Feng's hand turned into dust.
Ever since he returned to the past, Zhao Feng had killed many people, but his current strength had surpassed his previous life. It was time for him to train himself on the battlefield.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng heard that war points could be exchanged for weapons, spiritual pills, or secret treasures.
On this day, Zhao Feng arrived at where Sacred Lord Star Demon was staying.
"Something like this actually happened?"
Sacred Lord Star Demon's expression became grim.
This was obviously not good for the Ninth Prince.
"If Brother Zhao is going to the frontlines, why don't you take a few disciples of the Ji Family with you?"
Sacred Lord Star Demon made a request.
Originally, the forces didn't want to let the talented geniuses of their forces enter the battlefield unless they were peerless geniuses like Xuanyuan Wen and Yu Tianhao.
It was obvious that Sacred Lord Star Demon trusted Zhao Feng a lot, which was why he was willing to give the geniuses of the Ji Family to Zhao Feng.
"No problem."
Although Zhao Feng felt that it would be troublesome, he still agreed.
After all, Sacred Lord Star Demon had taken care of him too much while he was at the Ji Family: countless precious books, he could enter and leave the Purple Star Tower, and he had helped Zhao Feng solve his problems and analyze the Soul Splitting Technique.
Sacred Lord Star Demon completely treated Zhao Feng as his last disciple, and Zhao Feng couldn't repay him.
On the second day, Ji Wuye, Ji Lan, and Ji Tianming waited for Zhao Feng outside of the Ji Family's residence.
These three Ji Family disciples were the most outstanding ones in the middle and upper echelons of the Ji Family. They were young and lacked experience. They needed to be sharpened the most.
"Listen to my orders in the future!"
Zhao Feng said as he circulated his God Eye and left a God Eye mark on them in case anything unexpected happened.
"Understood!"
The three said at the same time.
Zhao Feng stayed on the 8th floor of the Purple Star Tower while he was at the Ji Family, so almost all the disciples of the Ji Family knew his name.
The three of them didn't have any objections to Zhao Feng's coldness and management.
They understood that the Grand Elder was giving them a chance to learn, and it was also a chance to train themselves.
Ji Lan's gaze was firm as she clenched her fists. She didn't know when, but Zhao Feng had become Ji Lan's goal. This was the best chance for her to catch up to Zhao Feng.
"Let's go!"
Zhao Feng took out the flying flaming chariot that he hadn't used in a long time.
Although the speed of the flying flaming chariot wasn't as fast as any of them, it was more convenient.
The flying flaming chariot was just big enough to fit them, and it was going to be a very long journey.
The three disciples of the Ji Family would take turns controlling the flying flaming chariot, and the others could use this long time to rest, comprehend, and cultivate.
"Our destination is the north …."
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