"The martial gathering is about to begin!"
Zhao Feng opened his eyes and left the Spacetime Robe Dimension.
Twenty-four days had passed in the outside world, but Zhao Feng had spent two hundred and forty days cultivating in the Spacetime Robe Dimension.
In these two-hundred-some days, his Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique's eleventh level, Five Elements Become One, had advanced even further.
Zhao Feng's Five Elements Intent and Wind Lightning Intent had both reached Level Two.
Space Intent was just a sliver away from reaching Level Three, and Time Intent was too profound. Zhao Feng had not focused on comprehending it, so his progress was very slow.
When Zhao Feng left the cultivation chamber, he discovered that of the twenty cultivation chambers on the seventh floor, ten were now empty.
After leaving the Cultivation Tower, Zhao Feng used the message token to contact Han Ning 'er.
Zhao Feng quickly met up with the Sky Haze Race group.
"Brother Zhao, if you had come any later, you would have missed the Gulong Martial Gathering!"
Quasi-God Jian Feng smiled.
"My apologies, I overdid my cultivation!"
Zhao Feng explained.
Quasi-God Jian Feng said no more. This might have been Zhao Feng's first time experiencing the cultivation chambers of the Cultivation Tower, so he had become so engrossed in his cultivation that he had forgotten about time.
"Who is he?"
Zhao Feng's gaze fell on the youth next to Han Ning 'er.
"He's my senior brother!"
Han Ning 'er softly said.
Han Ning 'er secretly messaged Zhao Feng, "In order to protect me, the Sect Master secretly sent out many members. The majority were captured and killed by Yellow Dragon Pavilion, but he was lucky enough to escape. I met him at the Exchange Spiritual Hall a while ago and wanted to take him with me to the Ziling Zone!"
The Sect Master had secretly sent out many members to protect Han Ning 'er, many of whom were from the Sect Master's faction.
These people had all sacrificed themselves for Han Ning 'er, so Han Ning' er felt ashamed to face them. Now that she had met this senior brother, she planned to take him with her to the Ziling Zone.
However, this required Zhao Feng's agreement.
"Oh?"
Zhao Feng understood what was going on and turned his gaze to the youth.
The young man couldn't help but look toward Zhao Feng's golden left eye.
Buzz!
He felt that his mind had sunk deep into it, and he was unable to break free.
The young man felt as if Zhao Feng had seen through him, including his inner thoughts.
The young man subconsciously revealed a guilty look in his eyes.
Hu!
Suddenly, Zhao Feng's left eye moved away from him and looked elsewhere.
"Hello, I'm Han Ning'Er's senior brother!"
The young man averted his gaze, not daring to look into Zhao Feng's eyes.
The other people present also more or less noticed the abnormality just now.
Only then did everyone notice that Zhao Feng's eyes seemed to be a special bloodline.
However, based on the characteristics of Zhao Feng's eyes, they could not determine what bloodline it was.
"Han Ning'Er, this person was sent by Yellow Dragon Pavilion. Your whereabouts have been exposed!"
Zhao Feng silently messaged Han Ning'Er.
This person had just reached the Demigod level and had a poor temperament. Zhao Feng's illusion technique was enough to affect his mind.
Moreover, Zhao Feng's left eye had also discovered that this youth had the soul aura of another powerful True God. It was obvious that his life was already in someone else's hands.
The people of Yellow Dragon Pavilion knew that it was far too difficult to find a single person in the Gulong Zone.
For this reason, Yellow Dragon Pavilion had enslaved many people from Spirit Grass Gate and had them roam the surrounding territories.
As expected, when Han Ning'Er saw the people from Spirit Grass Gate, she went to greet them.
It was likely that Han Ning'Er's senior brother had secretly sent a message to Yellow Dragon Pavilion not too long ago.
"No, how could this be?"
Han Ning'Er naturally understood the meaning behind Zhao Feng's words.
But she did not believe that her senior brother would do such a thing.
"Quasi-God Jian Feng, where are you planning to go after the Gulong Martial Gathering ends?"
Zhao Feng asked.
"After the Gulong Martial Gathering ends, it won't be long before the Gulong Zone's Quasi-God Ranking Competition begins, so I plan to return to my clan and enter seclusion!"
Quasi-God Jian Feng's eyes were brimming with fighting spirit.
His goal was to charge into the top twenty of the Quasi-God Ranking.
Zhao Feng nodded. If he had no other choice, he would take Han Ning'Er with him and hide with the Sky Haze Race for a while.
Of course, if there was a chance during the martial gathering, Zhao Feng could also make friends with other powerful factions.
One day later:
The Exchange Spiritual Hall was almost empty of people.
The Sky Haze Race, Zhao Feng, and the others had already set off for Five Star Mountain.
"Brother Zhao, I heard that six prodigies of the Quasi-God Ranking will be present at this Gulong Martial Gathering!"
Quasi-God Jian Feng was extremely excited and brimming with fighting spirit.
Besides the organizers of the martial gathering, Quasi-God Zi Feng and Quasi-God Tian Xue, there was also Quasi-God Lin Guang, whom Zhao Feng had met once before, and three other geniuses of the Quasi-God Ranking were participating in this martial gathering.
These six people represented the six strongest people in this martial gathering, and they were also the targets that many Quasi-God geniuses wanted to challenge.
Five days later, the group arrived at Five Star Mountain.
The pavilions on the five-pointed mountain were already packed with people. These people were either members of major factions or possessed astonishing strength.
Those who were weaker than Demigods and did not have any powerful factions could only stay on the perimeter of Five Star Mountain.
"Let's go!"
The members of the Sky Haze Race flew to one of the pavilions on one of the mountains.
"That brat's here!"
Hou Qing's eyes instantly focused on Zhao Feng.
He didn't care about anything else in this martial gathering. His goal was to humiliate Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Feng!"
Quasi-God Di Lin of the Golden Jade Race was stunned.
When he left the Golden Jade Race, he had encountered Zhao Feng, but the latter had managed to escape. He didn't expect to meet Zhao Feng again at this martial gathering.
But at this moment, he had no joy on his face, because Zhao Feng was with the members of the Sky Haze Race.
Quasi-God Jian Feng, who was next to Zhao Feng, might not be on the Quasi-God Ranking, but he was still an extremely famous Quasi-God genius of the Gulong Zone.
At the same time, more than half of the Quasi-God youths present looked at Zhao Feng with obvious hostility.
"I heard that it was this brat who was disrespectful to Quasi-God Tian Xue!"
"It was that golden-haired brat who angered Quasi-God Tian Xue? In the martial gathering, I'll teach him a lesson! "
On Five Star Mountain, many Quasi-God youths were hatefully discussing Zhao Feng.
It was obvious that the news that Zhao Feng had angered Quasi-God Tian Xue had spread far and wide, and the truth had been exaggerated.
In reality, Zhao Feng had only looked at Quasi-God Tian Xue and shook his head.
"Quasi-God Tian Xue, did someone offend you?"
A handsome man wearing a violet robe, his body gleaming with violet light, asked in concern.
Although Quasi-God Tian Xue was ranked seventh on the Gulong Zone Prodigy Ranking, she was definitely the most beautiful in the Gulong Zone.
Any man in the top twenty of the Gulong Zone Quasi-God Ranking would want to win Quasi-God Tian Xue's favor.
Quasi-God Zi Feng was no exception.
"No!"
Quasi-God Tian Xue indifferently replied.
In truth, Zhao Feng hadn't really offended her.
But when Zhao Feng had looked at her and slightly shook his head, Quasi-God Tian Xue was extremely shocked and instinctively felt disgusted.
"It's that brat, right?"
Quasi-God Zi Feng's gaze fell on Zhao Feng, a disdainful smile on his face.
"Wait a moment. Go and challenge this person for me and make him lose all face!"
Quasi-God Zi Feng messaged the other Quasi-Gods behind him.
As the organizer of this martial gathering and a prodigy in the top five of the Quasi-God Ranking, Quasi-God Zi Feng naturally could not challenge Zhao Feng.
"That is …?"
Han Ning 'er's eyes suddenly noticed several people on a mountain across from them.
These people were all True God experts, and the person leading them was none other than True God Zhongtu.
"Zhao Feng spoke the truth!"
Han Ning 'er's eyes instantly dimmed.
Next to her, Han Ning 'er's senior brother seemed oblivious.
As night descended, more and more people gathered around Five Star Mountain.
Suddenly, Quasi-God Tian Xue and Zi Feng stood up at the same time.
The crowd immediately began to stir.
"Quasi-God Tian Xue!"
"That's Quasi-God Zi Feng, a prodigy in the top five of the Quasi-God Ranking!"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two of them.
One was a top-class prodigy of the Gulong Zone while the other was a goddess in everyone's hearts.
The two of them stood up and announced the start of the Gulong Martial Gathering.
Thump!
A slender figure next to Quasi-God Zi Feng leaped onto the stage.
"This one is Tao Jin of Violet Night Hall. Is there anyone willing to give me a few pointers?"
The tall and thin figure looked around.
Violet Night Hall was one of the three five-star factions of the Gulong Zone. Although Tao Jin's name wasn't very famous, he was a Quasi-God of Violet Night Hall and was the first to step up. How could he be a weakling?
"Let me test out Brother Tao's Illusion Wind Technique!"
On a certain mountain peak, a muscular man with rough, dark yellow skin stepped onto the fighting ring.
"Okay! It's been a long time since we've fought!"
Tao Jin stared at the muscular man, fighting intent swirling in his eyes.
It was clear that the two had known each other for a long time and had a certain level of friendship, often sparring with each other.
Bzzzz!
When the two stepped onto the stage, the protective array around the stage was activated.
"Three Illusion Wind Techniques!"
Tao Jin's body exploded with dazzling violet light, and then he transformed into countless violet gusts of wind that circled around the muscular man.
Hwoooo!
Suddenly, several hundred purple silhouettes charged at the robust man.
"Vajra Tyrant Body!"
The muscular man's body instantly grew to twenty feet tall, and a mighty aura rumbled through the surroundings.
But the countless violet figures contained Wind Intent that fused with the world, minimizing the pressure of this aura.
Boom! Bang!
Crash! The two fiercely clashed, the stage filled with violet shadows and dark yellow fists.
The protective formation on the fighting platform blocked all of the attack's power.
"Both of them are very strong!"
"Of course! They're both Quasi-God prodigies of major factions!"
The spectators sighed in amazement.
Tao Jin was a prodigy of a five-star faction while the other man was a peak four-star faction member. Both of them were extremely strong.
"Illusion Wind Technique!"
Tao Jin seemed to transform into a giant illusory figure, and with a dreadful wind energy, he sent the muscular man flying to the edge of the stage.
"Thank you for letting me win!"
After winning, Tao Jin left the stage.
The martial gathering had a rule that the same person could not fight twice in a row.
After the first match of the Gulong Martial Gathering began, many Quasi-God prodigies were itching to show off their skills on this stage.
Whoosh!
A bolt of lightning flashed past, and a white-robed man landed on the fighting ring.
"That's Quasi-God Thundercry!"
The faction behind Quasi-God Thundercry couldn't compare to the two who had just fought, but Quasi-God Thundercry was the number one expert of his four-and-a-half-star faction, so he had some reputation.
"You, come up!"
Quasi-God Thundercry's eyes shot straight at Zhao Feng.
"Me?"
Zhao Feng was taken aback. He didn't think that he would have to go up so soon.
"Brother Zhao, it's about time for you to show off your strength!"
Quasi-God Jian Feng smiled. He also wanted to see just what level Zhao Feng had reached.
"Haha, this brat offended Quasi-God Tian Xue, so many people want to challenge him!"
"Speaking of which, just who is this golden-haired brat? Why haven't I heard of him before? "
The crowd immediately began to buzz with anticipation for this battle.
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