"Kill everyone here!"
The captain of the team emotionlessly ordered.
This team consisted of six people. The captain was a Rank Three True God while the rest were all Rank One True Gods.
Zhao Feng scanned the faction he had teleported to. At this moment, there were only a few Rank One True Gods, a small number of Demigods, and Mystic Light Realm experts. There were also those below the Mystic Light Realm that were old and weak.
It seems like this isn't a battle between ordinary four-star factions. It should be a battle between four-and-a-half-star factions!
Zhao Feng guessed.
A battle between ordinary four-star factions wouldn't have so many True God experts in a small team.
Moreover, the scale of the battle in the distance was also heaven-shaking. There were at least twenty to thirty True God experts participating in the battle.
"If it's a four-and-a-half-star faction, then this is the territory of Spirit Grass Gate!"
After killing the Sky Feather Island Lord and his two brothers, Zhao Feng had obtained a new map and gained some understanding of the factions around Blue Ocean Bay.
Since this was a battle between four-and-a-half-star factions, the four-star factions under their jurisdiction also had to participate.
The four-star faction that Zhao Feng had teleported to was a member of the terrifying four-and-a-half-star battlefield. All of its experts had probably gone to the battlefield.
Swish!
An ancient bronze compass appeared in the hand of the captain of the team.
The captain clapped his hand, and a transparent yellow screen of light burst forth from the compass, shooting straight into the sky.
Once this yellow screen reached a certain height, it began to spread out, ultimately forming a faint yellow barrier that engulfed the entire faction.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! The entire team charged into the faction and began a massacre.
"Charge! Kill these scoundrels!"
The remaining members of the faction immediately charged forward, all of them unafraid of death.
However, they were too weak and no match for this team. Charging forward would only result in their deaths.
"Haaa, the strong eat the weak!"
Zhao Feng sighed as he calmly retreated.
This matter had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't do anything even if he wanted to. The two sides fighting were four-and-a-half-star factions with Ancient Gods presiding over them.
"Eh? There's a Demigod over there! "
A Rank One True God in the group had an excited smile on his face as he approached Zhao Feng.
The battle between the two forces was decided by the number of people killed. For Rank One True Gods, Demigods were the best prey.
"I just happened to use the teleportation formation to come here. I'm not a member of this force!"
Zhao Feng looked at the Rank One True God and immediately explained.
"Hehe. Don't try to fool me. You are from the Spirit Grass Gate!"
The Rank One True God paused for a moment before giving a wicked smile.
Zhao Feng had indeed appeared near the teleportation array, and judging from Zhao Feng's physical characteristics and aura, he didn't seem to be from an enemy force.
However, the other party was just a Demigod, so it was fine to kill him. He could even exchange it for battle merits.
If he had to blame something, he could only blame his bad luck for directly teleporting to the sphere of influence of Spirit Grass Gate without inquiring about the situation.
"Kill!"
The Rank One True God waved the halberd in his hand and fiercely slashed at Zhao Feng.
Roooooar!
An enormous dark yellow dragon blocked out the sun and roared as it charged at Zhao Feng.
"Preposterous!"
Zhao Feng's expression chilled.
Even if he was a member of Spirit Grass Gate, this person could have investigated his identity first.
However, this person had chosen to kill him, not caring which faction Zhao Feng belonged to.
The enormous dark yellow dragon was about to swallow up Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng extended a palm and lightly clenched it.
Brrrooom!
Five Elements Intent fused with the world, and when combined with Zhao Feng's Intent, it formed an enormous Majestic Power.
In a flash, the entire world seemed to stand on Zhao Feng's side. The terrifying Majestic Power condensed into a pair of five-colored palms that gripped the dark yellow dragon.
Bang!
With an explosion, the dark yellow dragon was pulverized by Zhao Feng.
"What …?"
The Rank One True God was frozen to the spot like a wooden chicken.
His attack had been so easily countered by his foe.
A Quasi-God was definitely a Rank Two Quasi-God, or else how could he be this strong?
In a four-and-a-half-star faction, a Rank Two Quasi-God could be considered a peerless genius!
"I said before, I was just passing by!"
Zhao Feng coldly said to the Rank One True God.
Zhao Feng turned and left.
"Stay behind!"
At this moment, a roar charged at Zhao Feng.
A brown figure exuding an astonishing physical pressure charged at Zhao Feng.
"What's the meaning of this?"
Zhao Feng looked at the brown figure. This was the captain of the team, a Rank Three True God.
"Of all the Rank Two Quasi-Gods of the nearby factions, I've never seen you before!"
The Rank Three True God stared with blazing eyes at Zhao Feng.
He had never seen a Rank Two Quasi-God like Zhao Feng in Spirit Grass Gate or the nearby four-and-a-half-star factions.
"How vast is the world? There's always someone better and a mountain better!"
Zhao Feng flatly said.
"Hmph, come back with me first. If you're not a member of Spirit Grass Gate, Yellow Dragon Pavilion will let you go!"
The Rank Three True God coldly barked.
Zhao Feng's expression darkened. There was no way he could investigate his identity.
Moreover, Zhao Feng was confident that as long as his opponent found out that he wasn't a member of a four-and-a-half-star faction, they wouldn't let him go so easily.
"Come with me!"
Seeing that Zhao Feng didn't reply, the Rank Three True God immediately attacked.
Boom!
His entire body surged with a layer of dark yellow scales, summoning the Earth energy of the world. He towered in front of Zhao Feng like a majestic mountain.
The Rank One True God vomited blood in the face of this terrifying physical pressure and swiftly retreated.
"Since you want to fight, then let's fight!"
Zhao Feng had also lost his patience.
There was only one Rank Three True God in this team. There was no way they could do anything to him.
But now that he had offended this faction, Zhao Feng would probably have to take a detour again.
But even if he didn't offend them, these two factions were at war, so it would be very difficult for Zhao Feng to use their teleportation arrays.
Swish!
Swish! Zhao Feng's body instantly grew taller, and a layer of five-colored lightning exploded around Zhao Feng.
They were both body-refining cultivators, but when Zhao Feng revealed his physical body, the energy of the world began to converge on Zhao Feng.
This was because Zhao Feng's Five Elements Divine Power contained the Five Elements Intent, making it more compatible with nature.
"Die!"
The Rank Three True God saw that Zhao Feng was also a body-refining cultivator, and that Zhao Feng's level was slightly higher than his own, and his complexion instantly turned ugly.
"Yellow Dragon Battles the Heavens!"
The Rank Three True God punched out with both hands, unleashing a sinister, earthen yellow dragon that was almost tangible.
"Sky Destroying Sacred Lightning Palm!"
Circulating his Five Elements Divine Power, Zhao Feng thrust out a palm, unleashing a five-colored mountain of lightning.
Brrrooom!
The five-colored mountain of lightning contained destructive energy that pierced through the yellow dragon and slammed into the Rank Three True God's chest.
Thump!
The Rank Three True God took half a step back in a daze.
"How could this be?"
The Rank Three True God mentally questioned in shock.
Although he hadn't used his full strength, how could a Rank Two Quasi-God so easily shatter his technique?
Could this person be a Rank Three Quasi-God?
Rank Three Quasi-Gods were normally supreme geniuses of peak four-star factions. Why had this person appeared here?
Moreover, if this person was a Rank Three Quasi-God, he truly couldn't be a member of Spirit Grass Gate.
"Good Sir, please forgive me. You truly are not a member of Spirit Grass Gate. This one was blind!"
The Rank Three True God immediately apologized to Zhao Feng.
This was because Zhao Feng was probably backed by a peak four-star faction, perhaps even stronger.
And the Yellow Dragon Pavilion behind him was only a slightly stronger four-and-a-half-star faction, still very far from being a peak four-star faction.
"Eh? This is …? "
The Rank Three True God's gaze fell into the depths of the earth.
His fierce clash with Zhao Feng had flattened this part of the earth.
At this moment, a hard stone slab had been exposed in a certain place underground. There seemed to be array inscriptions on this slab.
"Haha, so you were hiding here!"
The Rank Three True God looked down into the ground, took out a message token, and immediately sent a message.
"Good Sir, I wronged you. In the future, Yellow Dragon Pavilion will definitely pay a visit and apologize. My Yellow Dragon Pavilion is currently at war with Spirit Grass Gate. If Good Sir has nothing else to do, please leave as soon as possible and do not approach the battlefield!"
The Rank Three True God smiled at Zhao Feng.
If he hadn't accidentally exposed his target in his battle with Zhao Feng, he would have missed out on this opportunity.
It was obvious that there was a special chamber underground, and this chamber was surrounded by an illusion array that concealed its aura. Divine Sense and ordinary tools were simply incapable of detecting it.
As long as he could capture his target this time, he would have done a great service!
"Haaa!"
An elderly sigh came from the depths of the earth.
Two figures soared into the sky, exuding an enormous pressure that left Zhao Feng slightly alarmed.
One of them was a Rank Four True God, wearing a dark green robe and exuding an astonishing aura.
Next to him was a woman dressed in green. Her hair was like willow branches, her skin was fair and supple, and her green eyes were intelligent and brimming with vitality.
From a distance, this woman was surrounded by a thick natural vitality, making her seem like a princess of the forest.
The green-robed woman suddenly turned to Zhao Feng, a hint of sorrow in her eyes.
Zhao Feng was slightly stunned. This woman's appearance was like a perfect work of art, but it was impossible for anyone to profane her.
In particular, when he met her eyes, Zhao Feng's mind instantly calmed down.
"Hmph!"
The green-robed elder glanced at Zhao Feng, his eyes suffused with cold killing intent.
If not for Zhao Feng's sudden appearance and his battle with a Rank Three True God, they might have been able to avoid this search and escape.
Zhao Feng also seemed to understand something.
This team was so strict and unwilling to let him go because they had an 'important target'.
And he seemed to have helped them by exposing this' important target '.
"Senior, please don't blame me. This junior didn't mean to …."
Zhao Feng said apologetically. This was definitely an accident.
"Let's go, Ning 'er!"
Although the elder hated Zhao Feng, he did not attack Zhao Feng. Instead, he took the woman and swiftly left.
However, right at this moment, an enormous oppressive might came from the distant horizon.
Brrrooom!
A thick layer of dark yellow clouds pressed down, and the whole world seemed to fall into darkness. Everyone inside felt an inexplicable pressure and uneasiness.
"Haha, where do you think you're going!?"
An old man with dark yellow skin and a long tail stood on top of the clouds.
"True God Zhongtu!"
The green-robed elder glanced at the True God expert and grimaced.
True God Zhongtu was a Rank Five True God of Yellow Dragon Pavilion.
"You've already reached the end of your rope. Eye of Life!"
True God Zhongtu's gaze landed on the green-robed woman.
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