When the Blood Flame Qilin Race was willing to submit to Zhao Feng, he signed a blood contract with the Blood Flame Qilin Race Patriarch.
The content of the contract was extremely simple: the Blood Flame Qilin Race would obey Zhao Feng's orders and would not attack Zhao Feng. Similarly, Zhao Feng would not intentionally harm the Blood Flame Qilin Race.
Soon after, Zhao Feng and the many ancient beasts under his faction relocated to the territory of the Blood Flame Qilin Race.
The Blood Flame Qilin Race was a peak four-star faction that occupied a large region in the central region of the Ancient Dream Realm. The resources here were much richer than the outskirts.
The territory of the Blood Flame Qilin Race had become Zhao Feng's main base in the Ancient Dream Realm.
In the future, Zhao Wan could directly use the Blood Flame Qilin Race's faction to expand, and his profits would be several times greater than before.
"It's time for me to leave."
Zhao Feng stayed in the territory of the Blood Flame Qilin Race for several days.
The Blood Flame Qilin Race had a few techniques and combat skills that were compatible with the Blood Flame Qilin bloodline. Although Zhao Feng had the Ancient Blood Devil Sun bloodline and could cultivate them, the effects might not be as good as some Blood Flame Qilins.
He naturally had to choose the technique that was most suitable for him and of the highest quality.
Moreover, once he started cultivating it, switching to another technique midway would be extremely troublesome.
Thus, Zhao Feng preferred to spend some time searching for a technique that was suitable for him.
Before leaving, Zhao Feng took a stroll through the Blood Flame Qilin Race, not standing on ceremony as he took a few of the resources he needed.
"Without me here, the Blood Flame Qilin Race probably won't completely listen to Zhao Wan!"
Zhao Feng suddenly thought of something.
The Blood Flame Qilin Race only respected his status as a God Eye. Although Zhao Wan had the Eye of Myriad Forms, he was still just a bloodline descendant, and he was also rather weak.
In the end, Zhao Feng decided to have Zhao Wan break into the Heavenly Divine Realm.
With Zhao Wan's talent and potential, he could have accumulated some resources.
But there was no other way. If Zhao Wan's strength couldn't keep up, he wouldn't be of much use.
"Let's go to Five Elements Palace!"
A five-colored crystal bead appeared in Zhao Feng's hand, within which lay a dazzling palace.
Whoosh!
With a slight thought, Zhao Feng directly entered it.
"Zhao Feng!"
As soon as Zhao Feng appeared, someone in the Five Elements Palace sensed him.
The Quasi-Gods and True Gods trapped here all had lofty statuses in their own factions, so they naturally wouldn't easily submit to Zhao Feng.
Moreover, they had only been trapped for a few decades. To them, these years were only a short moment.
In addition, the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi and Intent energy within the Five Elements crystalline palace was extremely thick. The seclusion area of the Five Elements God Lord had even left behind high-level combat skills and arts. It could be said to be an excellent place for cultivation.
Although they were trapped here, they cultivated diligently at all times, thinking of increasing their strength and escaping from Zhao Feng's hands.
"Activate the formation!"
A Rank Five True God bellowed.
Booooom!
Zhao Feng's feet immediately outlined a complex array of colors.
At the same time, a flow of powerful energy Upanishad shot up into the sky, creating four five-colored light curtains that trapped Zhao Feng.
"Attack!"
Almost eighty experts didn't say a word and directly displayed their most powerful battle techniques and secret arts.
Boom!
Waves of Divine Power swept through the array like a torrential storm, crushing down on Zhao Feng.
"You still won't give up!?"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but smile at the sight of them using such a large force against him.
In addition, Zhao Feng sensed that these people had all gotten much stronger.
For example, Quasi-God Zi Feng of Violet Night Hall was probably even stronger than the strongest Quasi-God of the Spiritual Race.
Swish!
A dark silver robe draped over Zhao Feng's body. He circulated his Divine Power and Space Intent to activate the power of the Spacetime Robe.
"Spatial Barrier!"
Layers of ethereal spatial blurs began to emerge.
When the boundless Divine Power attacks touched these spatial blurs, their power was greatly weakened, as if they had been exiled to another dimension.
In the end, all the attacks vanished before they could even touch Zhao Feng's body.
At the same time, a powerful energy that could seal the world began to spread out from Zhao Feng.
All the experts in the surroundings immediately felt a suffocating pressure.
"How could this be? This energy … it's a Rank Seven Ancient God! "
A peak Rank Five True God had a look of fear on his face.
"Impossible! This can't be! He must be using the power of the palace to imitate the energy of an Ancient God!"
Quasi-God Zi Feng shook his head in disbelief.
The last time Zhao Feng had been here was only half a year ago, when he was only a Quasi-God.
Even if a Quasi-God became a True God, they couldn't possibly become a Rank Seven Ancient God in such a short amount of time.
No one could have imagined that Zhao Feng had directly become an Ancient God.
"I intentionally left all of you here to enjoy such good cultivation resources, but none of you seem to have made much progress!"
Zhao Feng ignored the shock of these people and jeered.
In truth, Zhao Feng was completely capable of imprisoning these people in a single area so that they couldn't use the cultivation resources here.
But Zhao Feng did not do this. Instead, he allowed them to enjoy the resources and increase their strength.
This was because Zhao Feng wasn't worried that these people would escape from his hands.
The second reason was that Zhao Feng planned to use these people for himself, hoping that they would continue to get stronger. Boom!
Bang!
As Zhao Feng walked forward, the special array imprisoning him shattered.
"I'm already an Ancient God. Once my strength reaches a certain level, none of you will even have the right to be my servants!"
Zhao Feng's voice suddenly turned cold and indifferent, like a bone-piercing icicle that pierced through everyone's hearts!
Zhao Feng's cultivation speed was far too astonishing. He was now a Rank Seven Ancient God that everyone looked up to.
No one could predict what level of cultivation Zhao Feng would reach the next time he appeared in this palace.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! One Intent Crystal after another flew off the wall and into Zhao Feng's hand.
At the Ancient God level, normal Intent Crystals were of no use to Zhao Feng.
Only the higher-level Intent Crystals had the right to be used by Ancient Gods.
And it just so happened that there were quite a few of these Intent Crystals in this five-colored crystalline palace.
This time, Zhao Feng had taken so many Intent Crystals that it even affected the operation of the palace.
But Zhao Feng was already an Ancient God, so he wasn't worried that these people would escape.
With the Intent Crystals in hand, Zhao Feng went to his cultivation chamber.
His eyes were focused on the three murals.
Relying on his control over the palace, Zhao Feng was able to take away all the techniques and skills in the three murals.
Just when Zhao Feng was prepared to leave:
"Slow down, Zhao Feng!"
A struggling voice called out to Zhao Feng.
"I'm willing to become your slave!"
The speaker was only an ordinary Quasi-God. His personality was rather poor, and he couldn't endure the days of imprisonment. Coupled with the intimidation of Zhao Feng's Ancient God cultivation, he was the first to submit.
As long as the first person submitted, many more would waver.
Just as expected, another voice spoke up, "Me too!"
This Quasi-God came from the same faction as the first Quasi-God.
Five more people chose to submit to Zhao Feng.
"Hmph, spineless trash!"
Quasi-God Zi Feng coldly snorted, his eyes brimming with disdain.
"Your choice was very wise. The treatment I'll give you is definitely superior to that of the faction you came from!"
Zhao Feng faintly smiled.
With a thought, these people and Zhao Feng left.
The remaining people all fell into deep thought.
In the Ancient Dream Realm, the seven people went to the Blood Flame Qilin Race.
Zhao Feng planted a Dark Heart Seal in the souls of these seven people.
"In the future, all of you will remain here!"
Zhao Feng had no plans to let them out.
"The Blood Flame Qilin Race, their original form … What is this place?"
A True God expert asked in shock.
"The Wild Ancient Secret Dimension!"
Zhao Feng gave a mysterious smile.
"How could this be?"
The seven people were struck dumb, their minds short-circuiting.
How could they have appeared in the Wild Ancient Secret Dimension?
After handing over the seven people and a portion of the Intent Crystals to Zhao Wan, Zhao Feng left the Ancient Dream Realm.
Upon returning to the Spiritual Race, Zhao Feng once more concealed his aura and used the God Sealing Stone to seal a Divine Stage.
Zhao Feng lived in a palace reserved for core disciples. Not even the Spiritual Race Elders could use their Divine Sense to recklessly probe the place.
As he walked out of the palace, he encountered an inner disciple at the door.
When this inner disciple saw that Zhao Feng had finally appeared, he immediately sent a few messages to Zhao Feng and took out a large stack of invitations.
After passing on the message, the inner disciple immediately left the place.
"They're all invitations from the major factions!"
Zhao Feng felt a headache coming on as he closed the door and threw them into his Interspatial Dimension.
"It's best not to be too ostentatious at this stage."
The major factions that had come to visit the Spiritual Race had probably still not left.
"I'll leave the Spiritual Race for a while and bring Zhao Hui here as well!"
Zhao Feng made up his mind.
That night, Zhao Feng messaged Zhao Yufei, telling her that he would be leaving the Spiritual Race for a while and that she didn't need to worry.
With Kong Die's help, Zhao Feng left the Spiritual Race without alerting anyone else.
After leaving the territory of the Spiritual Race, Zhao Feng put on a white cloak and began to hurry on his way.
After all, the color of his hair and eyes were far too striking. Anyone with enough information would be able to tell who Zhao Feng was.
This was also why he relied on Kong Die to leave the Spiritual Race.
…
On the perimeter of the Spiritual Race, Ancient God Night Dragon's group from Violet Night Hall had yet to leave.
"I don't believe that you'll hide in the Spiritual Race forever!"
Ancient God Night Dragon's face was cold and sinister.
Violet Night Hall and the Spiritual Race were both five-star factions, and they were separated by three zones.
Even if he killed Zhao Feng, the Spiritual Race wouldn't do anything to Violet Night Hall. At most, it would demand some compensation.
Compared to the compensation, killing a genius like Zhao Feng with immense potential, obtaining the five-colored crystalline palace, and saving the people of Violet Night Hall was much more important. It was obvious which was more important.
"Senior Night Dragon, the search instrument is responding!"
On this day, Ancient God Night Dragon received a message.
"I've finally left the Spiritual Race!"
Ancient God Night Dragon gave an excited and cold smile.
"Let's go!"
After sending this message, Ancient God Night Dragon used Instant Movement.
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