Bang!
The boundary of the challenge platform shattered with a loud bang. Xiahou Wu's body was sent flying several kilometers away.
To be able to send Xiahou Wu flying with a single punch, Zhao Feng's punch was at least close to the power of an Ancient God!
"This … this scoundrel is too terrifying!"
Many core disciples swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt a lingering fear in their hearts.
If that punch had landed on their bodies, they would have died without a doubt.
"Even Xiahou Wu was defeated!"
Zhang Yutong's expression dimmed.
The other disciples found it hard to conceal their excitement as they cried out in alarm.
After all, Zhao Feng could also be considered a member of the Spiritual Race, and he had defeated a genius of the Life Sacred Land. This was giving face to the Spiritual Race.
"Yufei, he's so awesome! He sent Xiahou Wu flying with a single punch …!"
Kong Die excitedly called out, causing Zhao Yufei to helplessly smile.
On the challenge stage, Zhao Feng was also pleasantly surprised.
After his left eye evolved, this was the first time he had used an eye-bloodline technique in battle.
He sensed that the abilities of his left eye had received an unprecedented boost. He could now use all the eye-bloodline techniques he had used before, and they consumed much less energy.
Even the God Eye Disintegration and God Eye Duplication could be used casually, and their effects were even more absurd.
For example, the God Eye Disintegration just now didn't need to be analyzed before it could be disintegrated. In the end, Xiahou Wu's supreme technique, Heaven Shattering, was broken so that he couldn't use its true power.
As for the God Eye Duplication, Zhao Feng was able to use it even more flexibly.
In the past, he could only duplicate his opponent's techniques at most, but now, he could duplicate almost anything at any time. For example, just now, Zhao Feng directly duplicated the Life energy Xiahou Wu released and used it for his own.
"As expected, you didn't disappoint me!"
Zhao Feng faintly smiled.
The God Eye's evolution this time had undergone a heaven-toppling transformation. As for whether it had any other abilities, Zhao Feng had yet to unearth them.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two disciples of the Life Sacred Land arrived at Xiahou Wu's side.
"Senior Brother Xiahou!"
The two disciples were rather panicked and embarrassed.
"I'm fine!"
Xiahou Wu stood up and used his Eye of Life to instantly heal his wounds.
"His eye-bloodline … has almost reached the Quasi God Eye level!"
Xia Houwu exclaimed in surprise.
How could a normal eye-bloodline render his Eye of Life useless?
Furthermore, Zhao Feng had used his eye-bloodline to defeat him.
"Impossible! Senior Brother Xiahou, how is this possible?"
The other Life Sacred Land disciple immediately denied this.
The Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods had the Eight Great God Eyes, and after the Eight Great God Eyes came the bloodline descendants.
The bloodline descendants of the Eight Great God Eyes also had a limit to their growth, and this limit was the Quasi God Eye.
If a Quasi God Eye took another step forward, it would be a God Eye!
But in order to become a God Eye, one had to kill the owner of a God Eye. Thus, the limit for descendants of the Eight Great God Eyes was the Quasi God Eye.
"This kid isn't a descendant of one of the Eight Great God Eyes, so how could his eye reach the Quasi God Eye level!?"
The Life Sacred Land disciples still found it hard to believe.
"His eye hasn't just reached the Quasi God Eye level. I even sense a sliver of God Eye energy in his eye …."
Xiahou Wu whispered so that only the other two Life Sacred Land disciples could hear him.
"Impossible!"
The two of them cried out in shock.
"Let's go!"
Xiahou Wu let out a low growl, and led the other two away.
In the sky, the Ancient Gods all had extremely interesting expressions.
"Quasi God Eye level?"
The Spiritual Race Fourth Elder had a pensive look in his eyes.
He had heard of this classification before, but only descendants of the Eight Great God Eyes could reach this level.
He wasn't a God Eye descendant and didn't understand this, so he couldn't think of a reason.
"Perhaps part of the reason he reached Rank Six of the Heavenly Divine Realm is this Quasi God Eye level eye!"
The Fourth Elder speculated.
No matter what, the fact that Zhao Feng had directly reached Rank Six of the Heavenly Divine Realm meant that he had an extremely high chance of becoming a God Lord in the future.
Such a genius had to be kept in the Spiritual Race and fully nurtured.
Just when the Fourth Elder was about to appear, he suddenly sensed an oppressive energy.
The other Spiritual Race Ancient Gods also sensed something and looked into the distance.
An elder with long white hair that trailed the ground was slowly walking over.
Everywhere he passed, there was only silence, and only countless white specks of light flickered incessantly. Even heaven and earth gave off a surreal feeling.
"What's going on?"
The Spiritual Race disciples down below suddenly sensed a dreadful ripple of energy in the distance.
As this energy approached, they felt like all their energy had been sealed away, making it impossible for them to circulate any of it.
At this moment, it was like they had become ordinary people!
Zhao Feng's left eye immediately scanned the distance and focused on the elder.
When he saw this elder, all the Divine Power in his body fiercely trembled, and his soul felt suppressed as if it was about to submit.
"How terrifying! Who is this person?"
Zhao Feng was inwardly stunned.
Swoosh swoosh …
Before the elder with long white hair could even descend, several Spiritual Race Ancient Gods leaped out of the clouds.
"Third Elder!"
"I didn't think that the Third Elder would come out of seclusion!"
All the Ancient Gods of the Spiritual Race, including the Fourth Elder, looked at the Third Elder with respect.
Although the Third Elder's status was only one minor level higher than the Fourth Elder's, he was a half-step God Lord and had a chance of becoming a God Lord.
"Respectful greetings, Third Elder!"
Upon hearing the words of the upper echelon members of the Spiritual Race, the disciples down below immediately understood who this elder was.
They had never imagined that there would be a day when they would see such a terrifying individual.
Quite a few of the core disciples of the Spiritual Race had heard of the Spiritual Race's Third Elder, so they were even more respectful when they learned of his identity.
"I didn't think that even the Spiritual Race's Third Elder would come!"
The core disciples of the Spiritual Race were deeply worried.
They all knew that the Third Elder had appeared this time for Zhao Feng, which was why they were so worried.
"I know everything that is happening here!"
The Third Elder slowly said, his extremely calm voice echoing throughout the Spiritual Race and seeping into the hearts of everyone.
Everyone in the Spirit Race who heard these words worshipped him from the bottom of their hearts.
The Fourth Elder said nothing. Since the Third Elder had appeared, they had to obey his orders.
On the perimeter of the Spiritual Race, Ancient God Night Dragon was forced out of hiding and vomited blood.
"Half-step God Lord!"
Ancient God Night Dragon suppressed his surging blood energy and used Instant Movement to leave.
All of the Spiritual Race was silent, and everything seemed to freeze.
Only the area around the Third Elder was constantly flickering with white light.
"You're Zhao Feng."
The Spiritual Race's Third Elder suddenly turned to Zhao Feng.
"Yes!"
Zhao Feng stared straight at the Spiritual Race's Third Elder.
At this moment, he felt like the sky was about to collapse, and a peerless pressure assailed him.
The Third Elder's eyes were like his left eye, able to see through everything, see all the secrets in Zhao Feng's body.
Thumpthump! Thumpthump!
A warm pulse came from Zhao Feng's left eye.
A dreamy mist emerged from the God Eye Dimension and seeped into Zhao Feng's soul.
At this moment, Zhao Feng sensed that more than half of the pressure on him had vanished.
That feeling of being seen through had also vanished.
In the sky, the Spiritual Race's Third Elder slightly raised an eyebrow.
"Are you willing to be my disciple?"
The Third Elder faintly smiled.
The Fourth Elder slightly creased his brow in displeasure, but he did not dare to speak.
"Another disciple!?"
"The Spiritual Race's Third Elder, a half-step Ancient God, is personally taking him as a disciple!?"
All the disciples of the Spiritual Race felt their hearts begin to boil.
Previously, Zhao Feng had refused the offer of an ordinary Ancient God Elder of the Spiritual Race.
Now, the Spiritual Race's Third Elder, a half-step God Lord, had personally come forward to take him as a disciple!
Many core disciples suddenly began to fear Zhao Feng.
If Zhao Feng became the disciple of a half-step God Lord, wouldn't he become the little ancestor of the Spiritual Race? He would be beneath one and above all? Even the disciples of the Spiritual Race bloodline would not dare to disrespect him.
These words caused a ripple in Zhao Feng's heart to stir.
But he quickly calmed himself down.
"Before, I was just an ordinary periphery disciple. I was the object of humiliation for periphery, inner, and core disciples. Even the Elders of the Spiritual Race wanted to force me away …."
Zhao Feng slowly said.
These words left all the members of the Spiritual Race flabbergasted, their eyes and mouths agape.
"What's going on with that kid?"
Quite a few core disciples blurted out in shock.
"What does this kid want?"
The black-robed Ancient God was alarmed, and he began to panic.
The Spiritual Race's Third Elder's eyes flashed as he attentively examined Zhao Feng.
"Now, the Third Elder wants to take me as a disciple. The contrast between this and before is too great. I don't think it's real. Please allow me a few days to calm down and think about it!"
Zhao Feng calmly said.
In the past, the Spiritual Race had treated him so well that almost everyone stood against him, wanting to drive him out of the Spiritual Race and harm him.
Now that he had displayed unprecedented talent, they wanted to recruit him and have him work for the Spiritual Race. They were getting off far too easily!
In addition, he had directly broken through to the Ancient God realm. The God Lord realm above Rank Nine was probably nothing difficult for Zhao Feng.
If he were to tell everyone about this, countless God Realm Sacred Lands would do anything to take him in.
And now, the Spiritual Race had only sent a half-step God Lord.
In truth, Zhao Feng felt that this person was not worthy of being his master!
The moment Zhao Feng said this, all the disciples of the Spiritual Race, including the Ancient God Elders, were petrified.
Although Zhao Feng had said that he would think about it for a few days, everyone knew that Zhao Feng was refusing.
He was refusing to become the disciple of a half-step God Lord!
At this moment, countless people wanted to jump up and curse Zhao Feng to death. He had actually refused the good intentions of a half-step God Lord? Just what was he thinking?
"Do you want to think about it for a few days?"
The Third Elder's eyes focused as he suddenly asked.
In the sky, countless rays of white light madly surged.
A majestic energy that could seal the world surged forward like a tsunami.
All the Spiritual Race disciples down below instantly felt an irresistible pressure. Their bones felt like they were about to be crushed, and their Soul Consciousnesses were battered by this dreadful energy. They were on the verge of collapse.
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