"Hehe, the Ninth Prince's guess was indeed correct!"
Zhao Feng smiled and looked at the name ranked third on the first stone tablet.
Back then, the Ninth Prince had estimated Zhao Feng's war points to be in the top ten, and he estimated that Zhao Feng's war points were around the top ten.
In the first battle, Zhao Feng's war points instantly surpassed almost a million people in the Lanzhou warzone, and he was ranked in the top two thousand.
After the second battle, Zhao Feng's war points rose to the top ten, and he was ranked third.
Although the difference in war points between the top five thousand wasn't big, the difference in war points between the top one hundred was very big. Almost all of the top ten were Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lords.
One had to know that a Sacred Lord could obtain a lot of war points just by guarding a city, and the war hadn't developed to the point where they could easily attack a city. Therefore, the difference in war points between Sacred Lords and those below the Mystic Light Realm was very big.
However, people like Zhao Feng who shocked the world and had more war points than Sacred Lords obviously attracted a lot of attention.
Zhao Feng only took a glance before following the guard to the resource exchange area.
There was a lot of people going in and out of the resource exchange area. Apart from the experts who used their war points to exchange for resources, the rest were people who were responsible for calculating, distributing, and organizing the war points and resources.
"What's his name?"
An old man with a head full of white hair asked in front of a table that was stacked like a mountain.
"Zhao Feng!"
Zhao Feng replied.
The elder glanced at Zhao Feng before taking out a thick book and preparing to flip through it.
However, the elder suddenly stopped and stared at Zhao Feng with bulging eyes.
In the surroundings, the people exchanging for war points and the busy internal members instantly stopped and looked in shock at Zhao Feng.
"He's Zhao Feng, the person who jumped to third place on the war points rankings?"
"I really don't know what he did on the battlefield to actually obtain so many battle merits!"
"He looks so young. I wonder if it's the real him!"
The Kings and Emperors next to Zhao Feng discussed in low voices.
Although they were very curious about Zhao Feng, they were more suspicious about the true identity of the person in front of them.
"Please prove your identity!"
The white-haired old man in front of Zhao Feng had a solemn expression on his face.
Exchanging Zhao Feng's battle merits for resources wasn't a small sum, so the old man didn't dare to be careless. They hadn't come into contact with Zhao Feng before, so they couldn't rule out the possibility of someone impersonating Zhao Feng and exchanging for resources.
"Verify my identity?"
Zhao Feng was stunned. How could he prove himself?
Whoosh!
A square-shaped golden dragon token appeared in Zhao Feng's hand.
The old man took the token from Zhao Feng's hand and sensed it.
"His Highness the Crown Prince's Imperial Heavenly Token!"
The old man's hands trembled slightly before he returned the token to Zhao Feng.
"Please follow me inside!"
The old man stood up and said.
Zhao Feng then followed the old man to the inner area of the hall.
Zhao Feng was slightly confused. Wasn't it just exchanging for resources? He felt like he was overreacting.
"The higher your ranking is, the more rare items you can exchange for!"
The old man explained.
"With your ranking, you can even exchange for some items that aren't within the range of exchange, but you'll need more battle merits!"
The old man continued to explain to Zhao Feng, as if he was guiding Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng followed the old man to a hall that had its aura sealed off.
A golden book suddenly appeared in the old man's hand.
Whoosh!
Several golden dragons shot out from the golden book and intertwined in the air, forming a giant screen. On the screen were densely packed items and the battle merits needed to exchange for them.
The items at the top required more battle merits.
Zhao Feng took a look and saw that the items at the top were all rare secret treasures or Heaven-grade weapons. If he wanted to exchange for one of them, it would cost almost 70% of Zhao Feng's battle merits.
Right now, the number one item was the title of Duke. It seemed like all of Zhao Feng's battle merits wouldn't be enough to exchange for it.
The title of Duke was the highest title below the Sacred Emperor of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty.
"As the war continues, there might be more items that can be exchanged!"
The old man said with a smile when he saw the surprise on Zhao Feng's face.
"So that's how it is …."
Zhao Feng nodded his head.
The war between the two lord dynasties wouldn't be as short as Zhao Feng had imagined. It could be as long as ten or even a hundred years.
A few hundred years was just a very short amount of time for Emperors and Sacred Lords, but the amount of battle merits accumulated over a few hundred years was extremely plentiful.
Zhao Feng became even more obsessed with battle merits after looking at the items he could exchange for.
After a period of selection, Zhao Feng used up all of his battle merits.
Most of the resources he exchanged for were Earth-elemental cultivation resources, materials that could refine the soul, increase one's state of existence, etc.
The effect of the same resource would be greatly reduced if it was used too many times. If it was a resource with a lower effect, it would have a very good effect the first time it was used.
The old man reported all the resources that Zhao Feng needed.
On the second day, the old man sent over an interspatial ring. "Zhao Feng, everything you want is inside!"
Zhao Feng scanned the ring with his Divine Sense, put everything into the Misty Spatial World, and left the Lan Province War Hall.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng sat on the flaming chariot and started to head back.
After flying for a while, Zhao Feng stopped, and the map of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty appeared in his mind.
"I should be able to use the Misty Spatial World's ability to travel through space at this distance!"
Zhao Feng left behind many spatial markings on the way to the battlefield.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng waved the armguard in his hand, and his figure started to fade as a layer of silver light appeared and disappeared.
In the next instant, outside a Spiritual Hall:
Weng ~ Shua!
A layer of silver light appeared in the air, and a golden-haired figure appeared with a disturbance in space.
The moment Zhao Feng appeared, many of the experts and factions passing by were bewildered.
"It takes a lot of energy!"
Zhao Feng estimated the distance and the amount of energy he would need to travel.
Right now, Zhao Feng could teleport across two cities, but it would be very difficult for him to teleport across provinces.
However, teleporting across two cities would save him dozens of days of travel.
Just like that, Zhao Feng used the teleportation Spiritual Hall and the Misty Spatial World to travel to his destination.
Along the way, Zhao Feng would immediately recover his True Yuan.
The black-armored Sacred Lord in the dimension of his left eye slowly gave in under Zhao Feng's torture, and Zhao Feng placed a Dark Heart Seal on him.
The black-armored Sacred Lord, who had been enslaved by Zhao Feng, told Zhao Feng everything that had happened.
"There are so many forces …?"
Zhao Feng was surprised.
The Thirteenth Prince and Nine Darkness Palace were the ones leading this attack against Zhao Feng, but almost all of the forces behind the Thirteenth Prince participated. However, the Duanmu Family wasn't one of them.
These forces all thought that Zhao Feng had used the God Slaying Arrow, so they created a conflict with the Ocean Smoke Pavilion to make Zhao Feng leave the battlefield and set up an ambush along the way.
These three Sacred Lords and one Quasi-Sacred Lord came from different forces.
Although the lord dynasties were at war right now, each city only had two Sacred Lords at most.
The ambush of three Sacred Lords could already be considered to be shocking.
These four experts and the Evil Death Yin Spirit Array of the upper echelon of Nine Darkness Palace could easily kill an early-stage Mystic Light Realm.
"I will engrave this enmity in my heart!"
Zhao Feng's expression was cold.
The forces behind him needed to develop, and they needed a lot of resources. Furthermore, Zhao Feng's target wasn't simple.
If there was a chance, Zhao Feng didn't mind going to these enemy forces and collecting some resources.
"With Master's speed, he might be able to get back to Lian Province before Nine Darkness Palace does anything!"
After the black-armored Sacred Lord was enslaved by Zhao Feng, he had been working for Zhao Feng.
Now that he had betrayed Nine Darkness Palace, if Zhao Feng failed, he would be severely punished by Nine Darkness Palace.
However, after traveling with Zhao Feng, the black-armored Sacred Lord had seen many of Zhao Feng's abilities and hidden cards, so he was confident in Zhao Feng.
"That's true."
Zhao Feng nodded his head and sped up toward Lian Province.
Now that the operation to kill Zhao Feng had failed, the white-haired elder wouldn't be faster than Zhao Feng even if he tried to send a message back as fast as possible.
Lian Province was the province that the Ocean Smoke Pavilion wanted to expand the furthest, but the force behind the Thirteenth Prince stopped them.
…
Lian Province, Ocean Smoke Pavilion's branch:
Several dozen experts of the Dao of Ghosts surrounded the Ocean Smoke Pavilion's branch.
Their leader was a middle-aged man who was as thin as a stick. His eyes flickered with dark green netherflames.
"If your Ocean Smoke Pavilion branch doesn't give us an explanation today, don't blame Dark Sky Gate for being impolite!"
The skinny middle-aged male's voice was cold.
Many upper echelon members were gathered within the hall.
"Sacred Lord Dark Ghost, Dark Sky Gate already knows what's going on. What do you need us to say?"
The person in charge of this Ocean Smoke Pavilion branch, an elder in green robes, said helplessly.
Lian Province was too far away from the ocean. Bi Qingyue and Old Monster Xu would need several months to get here.
However, even if they got here, they wouldn't be able to do much.
Dark Sky Gate was one of the large subordinate forces of Nine Darkness Palace, and they were in charge of Nine Darkness Palace's intelligence.
There was no need to mention Sacred Lord Dark Ghost's strength, but the key was Nine Darkness Palace. If the Ocean Smoke Pavilion took action, Nine Darkness Palace might interfere.
"Hahaha, members of the Ocean Smoke Pavilion snuck into Dark Sky Gate to steal information and even killed a core disciple of Dark Sky Gate. That's the truth!"
Sacred Lord Dark Ghost laughed with a deadly expression.
"Grand Elder, when do we take action?"
An Elder next to Sacred Lord Dark Ghost asked impatiently.
The main purpose of this matter was to force Zhao Feng to come back and then kill him on the way.
Once Zhao Feng died, the force behind him would belong to Nine Darkness Palace.
"There's still no news from the higher-ups!"
Sacred Lord Dark Ghost messaged.
If Zhao Feng didn't die, it would be bad if they took care of the Ocean Smoke Pavilion branch and found out about it.
However, from Sacred Lord Dark Ghost's point of view, Zhao Feng was dead for sure, but Nine Darkness Palace had said that they could only take action after confirming that Zhao Feng was dead.
"But we can play first!"
Sacred Lord Dark Ghost's eyes were deadly as a surge of Sacred Lord-level Magnificent Power spread into the air below.
The sky within a radius of a few thousand miles slowly sank into a world of darkness where dark green ghostly flames drifted.
The hall was completely silent. Countless disciples and members felt a suffocating pressure, and their bloodlines and True Yuan froze. They couldn't even speak.
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