In the center of a scorched basin in the Ancient Dream Realm:
Swish!
Zhao Feng's figure suddenly appeared.
"Instant Movement!"
Upon arriving in the Ancient Dream Realm, Zhao Feng immediately used Instant Movement to leap into the void.
Five hundred thousand li away, Zhao Feng's figure emerged from the void.
"The distance of Instant Movement has increased to five hundred thousand li!"
Zhao Feng inwardly rejoiced.
Breaking into the Heavenly Divine Realm was a process of interacting with the world and constantly comprehending new things.
Zhao Feng's Space Intent had now smoothly reached Level Five, and his Five Elements Intent and Wind Lightning Intent had both reached Level Four. His Lightning Intent and Metal Intent were both close to Level Five.
Zhao Feng also felt like he could fuse with the world at any time and use the energy of the Ancient Dream Realm to increase his own strength.
If he could familiarize himself with the Ancient Dream Realm, he could even increase the distance he could travel.
Swish!
Zhao Feng put on the Spacetime Robe.
A high-level Space Intent immediately appeared on his body, causing Zhao Feng's Space Intent to approach Level Six.
As he traveled, he continued to comprehend Space Intent and the Ancient Dream Realm.
Gradually, Zhao Feng extended a part of his mind into the Ancient Dream Realm.
At this moment, Zhao Feng seemed to become the sky, able to look down on his journey.
Bzzzz!
The part of his mind that had fused with the Ancient Dream Realm could control the energy of the world, including space.
Zhao Feng instantly sensed that the obstruction to his movement was greatly reduced, and the distance and stability increased.
Using this method, Zhao Feng rapidly traveled through the Ancient Dream Realm.
In less than five days, he was on the verge of reaching Zhao Wan's location.
"Based on the information Zhao Wan sent, the ancient beasts he controls seem to have angered a powerful faction in the Ancient Dream Realm …."
Zhao Feng's expression was rather gloomy.
Zhao Wan's current strength was only at the Rank Four Quasi-God level, so it was impossible for him to control many powerful helpers.
In the Ancient Dream Realm, he had always relied on his vast numbers of ancient races to obtain victory.
But when the opponent's strength reached a certain level, numbers were useless.
…
"Retreat!"
Zhao Wan gave an order to the ancient beasts he controlled.
Behind him, a vast horde of ancient species charged through the world.
Every ancient race here had reached the True God Realm, and there were countless of them.
However, at this moment, their eyes were filled with terror.
"The Blood Flame Qilin Race isn't pursuing us with full force. It seems like they're toying with us?"
Beside Zhao Wan, a Phoenix-Tailed Bird flashing with blue and purple flames spoke in a crisp voice.
This Phoenix-Tailed Bird was none other than Little Ling.
When Zhao Wan's territory was close to the Phoenix-Tailed Sparrow Race's territory, Zhao Wan roped in Little Ling.
Her cultivation had already reached Rank Six True God, making her one of the strongest experts of the ancient races.
But with her Rank Six True God cultivation, all she could do was run.
Rumble!
Behind them, a fiery red cloud, carrying a terrifying pressure that could intimidate the heavens and the earth, continued to push forward.
Amidst the red clouds, one could faintly make out several gigantic Qilins that were burning with raging flames.
"Iron Fire, this is too boring. Why don't we just kill them all? The person the patriarch is looking for is definitely not among them!"
A red Qilin with a broken horn gave a savage smile and spat out a scorching flame.
"Don't do unnecessary things. Just complete the patriarch's mission!"
A slightly larger red Qilin indifferently said.
This Red Flame Qilin was none other than the Ancient God expert that Zhao Feng had seen when he was fighting over treasure with the three Sacred Lands.
"Damn, we didn't even invade their territory! They're the ones attacking us for no reason!"
A giant crocodile-like ancient beast next to Zhao Wan unhappily said.
Besides this place, Zhao Wan's people in other places were also being suppressed by the Blood Flame Qilin Race.
"Why isn't Zhao Wan here yet?"
Little Ling asked.
The "him" that Little Ling spoke of was naturally Zhao Feng, the true master of all the ancient beasts here.
However, the danger this time was no small matter. Even if Zhao Feng came, there was no hope.
"He's here!"
Zhao Wan calmly said.
When Zhao Feng was about to arrive, Zhao Wan was no longer worried.
After all, no matter what danger they encountered, Zhao Feng could take him away. It was just a pity that these ancient beast factions that he had worked so hard to take control of would be lost.
Several million li away, Zhao Feng floated in the air.
He had already gained initial control over the Ancient Dream Realm and could clearly sense what was going on several million li away.
"It's him?"
Zhao Feng was rather surprised.
Zhao Feng had a deep impression of the Red Flame Qilin leading the dark clouds.
When the Ancient Dream Realm opened as a secret dimension, this Red Flame Qilin had suddenly appeared and caused the best True Gods of the three Sacred Lands to band together to fight back.
Back then, Zhao Feng didn't even dare to approach the battlefield of the Red Flame Qilin.
"It seems like Zhao Wan has offended at least a top four-and-a-half-star faction!"
Zhao Feng's expression was somewhat ugly.
If it was an ordinary four-and-a-half-star faction, Zhao Feng might have been able to rely on his advantage in the Ancient Dream Realm to resolve the danger and take control of it.
But a powerful four-and-a-half-star faction wouldn't just have two or three Ancient Gods. It might even have Rank Eight or Rank Nine Ancient Gods.
Now, he could only take it one step at a time.
Unless he had no other choice, Zhao Feng didn't want to abandon these ancient beasts.
"Zhao Feng!"
Little Ling, who was fleeing at the very front, was the first to see Zhao Feng.
She was instantly attracted by Zhao Feng's beautiful hair and eyes.
The Phoenix-Tailed Bird Race was one of the four most beautiful races of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races and had an intense fondness for beautiful things.
"Master!"
Less than half of the ancient beasts in the group respectfully called out.
They had all had a Dark Heart Seal planted in them by Zhao Feng.
"Everyone, if you have something to say, just say it!"
Zhao Feng released the supreme energy of an Ancient God as he roared.
This roar was fused with the energy of the Ancient Dream Realm, making it extremely powerful.
Brrrooom!
The world shuddered. The power of Zhao Feng's words even startled the two Ancient God experts in the red cloud.
"Ancient God!?"
Little Ling called out in surprise.
When she and Zhao Feng worked together, Zhao Feng was only a Quasi-God while she was a Rank Five True God.
But the next time they met, she had broken into Rank Six while Zhao Feng had broken into the Ancient God realm!
"Iron Fire, this brat's strength isn't simple."
The Qilin with the broken horn coldly said.
"Mm."
Iron Fire nodded.
The Ancient God energy on Zhao Feng's body wasn't very strong, but the worldly might exuding from it was frightening.
Iron Fire's gaze fell on the Spacetime Robe on Zhao Feng's body.
"The Spacetime Robe! He was one of those people …."
Iron Fire's expression froze in shock.
The majority of those humans were Quasi-Gods and True Gods, with the strongest being Rank Five True Gods.
But now, the one wearing the Spacetime Robe was an Ancient God.
Could the person who obtained the Spacetime Robe have grown to this level in just a few decades?
Iron Fire's expression gradually calmed down.
Following the patriarch's orders, he used a secret art to send the message.
A few moments later, an ancient voice resounded in his soul, "You go and fight with him!"
Iron Fire was taken aback, but he didn't ask any questions.
Kabooom!
Iron Fire stepped forward, his blazing eyes staring at Zhao Feng.
"Mm?"
Zhao Feng was rather surprised.
His furious roar just now had been fused with the energy of the Ancient Dream Realm, and its power was enough to intimidate ordinary Rank Seven Ancient Gods.
In addition, the Blood Flame Qilin Race clearly had the ability to kill Zhao Wang's group, but they hadn't, only occasionally killing a few ancient beasts.
Thus, Zhao Feng speculated that they had some other goal, so they hadn't directly killed them.
But at this moment, this Red Flame Qilin appeared to want to fight him to the death.
"Iron Fire?"
The Qilin with the broken horn was also flabbergasted, not understanding what was going on.
"Perfect! I've never fought an Ancient God before, so I'll use you to practice!"
Battle-intent also surged from Zhao Feng's body.
In the Spiritual Race, Zhao Feng had been hiding his true cultivation. The strongest opponent he had fought against was the peak Rank Six Xiahou Wu.
This would be his first full-power battle since breaking into the Ancient God level.
Boom!
The Red Flame Qilin's body suddenly swelled to several dozen times its original size, transforming into an enormous mountain of fire that pressed down on Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng didn't dare to be careless. He activated his Sacred Lightning Body, his body crackling with five-colored lightning as he charged forward.
"Scatter!"
The ancient beasts around Zhao Wan began to flee in all directions, trying to get as far away from the battlefield as possible. Boom!
Bang!
A moment later, Zhao Feng collided with the enormous Red Flame Qilin.
Lightning and flames intertwined wildly in the sky. The two figures separated.
"What power!"
Zhao Feng's blood began to boil.
In that clash just now, even Zhao Feng's body felt a searing pain.
"Again!"
Zhao Feng roared as he circulated his Divine Power and Intent energy and fired off an enormous palm of energy.
This fearless battle made Zhao Feng's entire body feel refreshed.
"Seven Intents!?"
Iron Fire's eyes widened in shock.
Ordinary Ancient God experts were skilled in many Intents, but they would only be proficient in one or two.
However, Zhao Feng's palm contained as many as seven Intents, and each Intent was at least Level Four.
Brrrooom!
Iron Fire didn't dare to be careless. He activated his ancient bloodline, his entire body erupting in flames.
After completely activating the Blood Flame Qilin Race bloodline, Iron Fire's fighting power had multiplied. He relied on his powerful body and flames to shatter Zhao Feng's attack.
"So strong! He's already grown to this level!"
Little Ling's eyes flashed with a strange light as she watched Zhao Feng fight with the Red Flame Qilin.
The other ancient beasts were also stunned as they watched their master fight with the Blood Flame Qilin Race Ancient God.
Boom! Bang!
Crash! Zhao Feng and Iron Fire had already exchanged several dozen blows in the sky.
"Just what's going on with this kid?"
Iron Fire was stunned.
At the start, he and Zhao Feng were evenly matched.
But after ten moves, Zhao Feng began to gain the upper hand. After twenty moves, Iron Fire was finding it hard to hold on!
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