Zhao Feng somewhat reluctantly left the Pool of Life.
En route, Zhao Feng learned that Han Ning 'er had also made enormous gains in the last three days.
She had visited even more areas where precious plants were grown and seen many precious plants that she had never seen before. She was even fortunate enough to enter the upper floors of the Life Sacred Land's Life Law Hall and browse through some of the precious ancient texts that interested her.
Under Xiahou Wu's lead, Zhao Feng's group arrived at a secret hall.
There were only three people inside: two elders and one youth.
One of these two elders was Xiahou Wu's master, the wrinkled elder that Zhao Feng had met when he first arrived.
The other person was rather short, his white hair flowing with a faint green luster. His aura seemed even stronger than the wrinkled elder's.
The golden-robed youth next to them was none other than Quasi-God Guan Long.
"Junior Zhao Feng pays respects to the Seniors of the Sacred Land!"
Zhao Feng looked at the two elders.
"Friend Zhao, your time in the Life Sacred Land these last three days has been rather good, right?"
The wrinkled elder straightforwardly said.
"This is the first time this junior has come to the Holy Land. I've never seen anything here before …"
Everything here is new to me, "Zhao Feng honestly said.
Everything in the Life Sacred Land was the best he had ever seen.
"Naturally. The Life Sacred Land is one of the Sacred Lands with the longest history and is one of the strongest!"
Quasi-God Guan Long proudly said.
His glory had been stolen by Zhao Feng, so he desired to surpass Zhao Feng in other aspects to regain his sense of accomplishment.
The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before the wrinkled elder got straight to the point.
"Friend Zhao, the Life Sacred Land needs a talent like you. If you stay here, your treatment will be several times better than in the Spiritual Race. Moreover, you are a body-refining cultivator with an eye-bloodline. In this aspect, only the Life Sacred Land can help you the most …."
The wrinkled old man said with a kind expression.
Zhao Feng's eyes twinkled.
The moment he came to the Life Sacred Land, he had expected to encounter this sort of thing.
He also knew that his journey to the Life Sacred Land had been planned out by the Elders of the Sacred Land.
First, he would show Zhao Feng the resources and foundation of the Life Sacred Land, and then he would give him an enormous benefit: the Pool of Life.
Finally, he made a lot of promises.
If it was someone else, how could they reject such an invitation?
To the side, Han Ning'Er was extremely excited.
She didn't expect that Zhao Feng would be personally invited by the Holy Land's Elder.
Being able to enter the Life Sacred Land was the dream of all doctors. Even Han Ning 'er had dreamed of such a good thing.
On the other side, Quasi-God Guan Long had an unsightly expression.
Once Zhao Feng entered the Life Sacred Land, his name would be completely eclipsed by Zhao Feng.
But Zhao Feng's next words left everyone dumbfounded.
"Thank you for your kindness, Elder. Junior has been living quite well in the Spirit Race. I didn't want to change places so soon."
Zhao Feng refused, and the reason for his refusal couldn't even be considered a reason.
In fact, before coming here, Zhao Feng had already thought about this problem.
If he came to the Life Sacred Land, Zhao Yufei would also come.
He could live without worries, but Zhao Yufei had lived in the Spiritual Race for more than thirty years and had befriended many people.
Zhao Feng didn't want Zhao Yufei to discard everything else for his sake.
Moreover, Zhao Feng didn't plan to walk the path of body-refining, and his eye had little to do with the path of the Eye of Life. Thus, the help that the Life Sacred Land could give him was not as great as the wrinkled elder claimed.
Most importantly, he didn't know what attitude the Life Sacred Land had toward his God Eye.
The Ninth God Eye was of utmost importance!
"He refused?"
Quasi-God Guan Long was surprised, but he also felt rather strange.
The Sacred Land that he was so proud of had sent an invitation to Zhao Feng, but it had been refused.
"Friend Zhao, is there something that you find difficult to say?"
The wrinkled elder asked after a few moments of shock.
"I came here this time in hopes that the Life Sacred Land can keep this friend of mine …."
Zhao Feng changed the subject, drawing everyone's attention to Han Ning 'er.
"Junior Han Ning 'er pays respects to the Seniors of the Sacred Land!"
Han Ning 'er was stunned, and then she cautiously said.
After saying this, she looked at Zhao Feng, her thoughts inscrutable.
"The Eye of Life can stay here!"
The slightly short old man spoke for the first time.
"The Eye of Life?"
Xiahou Wu and Quasi-God Guan Long stared at Han Ning 'er in surprise.
Everyone had been focused on Zhao Feng this entire time, so they naturally overlooked Han Ning 'er, who had a lower cultivation level.
Upon closer inspection, they immediately noticed that Han Ning 'er had the bloodline of a descendant of the Eye of Life.
"Since you don't want to stay here, the Life Sacred Land will not force you. In the future, if you wish to come, the gates of the Life Sacred Land will always be open to you!"
The short old man continued.
The wrinkled elder was rather surprised by these words.
Even if Zhao Feng had refused, there should still be room for him to stay.
For example, he could take out divine weapons, resources, treasures, or even better promises.
"What?"
Quasi-God Guan Long stiffened as he stared at the elder.
Zhao Feng had refused the Sacred Land's invitation, but this lord was still so friendly that the gates of the Sacred Land would always be open to Zhao Feng.
"Many thanks for Senior's favor!"
Zhao Feng carefully examined this short elder.
As soon as the Elder spoke, everyone present silently agreed and didn't say anything else.
It seemed like this elder was the strongest expert here!
"Junior will bid farewell …."
After exchanging a few more words, Zhao Feng said his farewells.
After all, it had been a very long time since he left the Spiritual Race.
"Only by staying here will you be able to unleash your potential and complete the task that Spirit Grass Gate entrusted to you …."
Zhao Feng said to Han Ning 'er.
When she thought of Spirit Grass Gate, Han Ning 'er's eyes hardened.
After saying his farewells, Zhao Feng left the Life Sacred Land.
Han Ning 'er was taken away by Xiahou Wu and Quasi-God Guan Long.
Only the two elders were left in the hall.
"Your Excellency, why did you let him leave so easily?"
The wrinkled elder was rather confused.
"His true cultivation level is Rank Seven!"
The short old man suddenly said.
"What? How … how? "
The wrinkled elder's face contorted in shock.
Of course, he could only confirm that Zhao Feng was currently a Rank Seven Ancient God. Whether he had broken through to Rank Six, then to Rank Seven, or directly to Rank Seven, was unknown.
"Although it's rather unfortunate, Zhao Feng delivered an Eye of Life descendant to us, allowing the Life Sacred Land to establish a relationship with him …."
After saying those words, the short old man disappeared.
…
After leaving the Life Sacred Land, Zhao Feng confirmed the route back to the Spiritual Race and set off.
Along the way, he used the token of a core Spiritual Race disciple to smoothly pass through the teleportation arrays of the various factions.
However, after three teleportations, Zhao Feng ran into a problem.
"Come out!"
Zhao Feng stood still, his eyes fixed on the distant void.
Fwooosh!
At this moment, a golden flame ignited in the void.
Following that, a tall, straight, one-armed man whose entire body was like gold and iron slowly stepped out from within.
This powerful energy was undoubtedly that of an Ancient God.
"You actually noticed me!?"
The man examined Zhao Feng in surprise.
Firstly, Zhao Feng was the most dazzling genius of the Ziling Zone, and this was the first time he had seen him.
Secondly, he was extremely curious that Zhao Feng had been able to sense him while he was concealed in the void.
It seems like the Blazing Gold Race began to move after learning that I appeared in the Life Sacred Land, and they've been waiting for me on the way back to the Spiritual Race ….
From this man's attire, Zhao Feng could guess at the faction behind him.
The news that Zhao Feng had appeared in the Life Sacred Land naturally couldn't be concealed.
"You rejected the Life Sacred Land's invitation, right? Since that's the case, the Blazing Gold Race doesn't need to try and rope you in!"
The one-armed man's face suddenly turned cold and harsh.
Now that Zhao Feng had appeared in the Life Sacred Land, the Blazing Gold Race naturally understood that the Life Sacred Land would definitely invite Zhao Feng.
If Zhao Feng agreed, he would definitely remain in the Life Sacred Land, but if he refused, he would definitely return to the Spiritual Race.
Thus, the Blazing Gold Race had long ago placed many spies on the way back to the Spiritual Race. The moment Zhao Feng appeared, the one-armed man would move.
"The Spiritual Race probably gave you some trump cards, or else you wouldn't have been so calm after meeting me!"
The one-armed man gave a playful smile.
"But I'm also prepared to kill you. You're doomed!"
The one-armed man grimaced, and a searing killing intent surged toward Zhao Feng.
Swish!
A silver ball of light appeared in the one-armed man's hand. White runes flowed across the surface of the ball.
He pointed a finger, and the silver ball suddenly released a curtain of silver runes that fused with the world.
A spatial binding energy began to spread through the world, primarily targeting Zhao Feng.
"With this space-sealing divine artifact, the Heavenly Binding Pearl, you won't be able to escape!"
The one-armed man savagely laughed as he shot toward Zhao Feng like a blazing golden light.
Before he even got close, Zhao Feng felt a sharp and scorching light.
The Blazing Gold Race was ranked 21st among the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, slightly lower than the Spiritual Race, but it was extremely powerful and could not be underestimated.
"You call that a space-sealing divine artifact?"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but sneer.
"Die!"
The one-armed man's hand turned into a sharp blade as his body transformed into a golden flame that shot through the air toward Zhao Feng.
The one-armed man's space-sealing divine artifact was of a rather high level. It prevented others from using Space Intent, but it did not affect him.
At this moment, a dark silver robe appeared on Zhao Feng's body.
Swish!
With a wave of the robe, a pitch-black flame appeared in front of Zhao Feng. Boom!
Bang!
The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon's claws fiercely slammed into the one-armed man, its crimson and black draconic flames.
"This is … an expert with the bloodline of the Destruction Dragon Race!"
The one-armed man retreated some distance, a look of surprise on his face.
It seemed like this was the bodyguard the Spiritual Race had given to Zhao Feng.
However, even though his opponent had a top-ten bloodline, the density was too low. He was no match for the Blazing Gold Race bloodline.
"The Spacetime Robe!"
The one-armed man's eyes fell on Zhao Feng's robe, and his shock was even greater than when he saw the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon.
At this moment, Zhao Feng circulated his Space Intent and activated the Spacetime Robe.
Whoosh!
Layers of dark silver spatial illusions began to spread through the world, and an invisible spatial binding energy descended on the one-armed man's body.
"You won't be able to escape even like this!"
Zhao Feng coldly chuckled as he returned the one-armed man's words.
His Spacetime Robe had many uses, and it naturally had a space-sealing ability.
"Haha, you don't know the immensity of the heavens and earth!"
The one-armed man suddenly began to laugh, his face even more excited, and golden flames burned in his eyes.
The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon was no match for him, and although the Spacetime Robe was a supreme-quality divine artifact, it was a support-type divine artifact, so Zhao Feng would find it very difficult to injure it.
As long as he killed the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon, wouldn't Zhao Feng be at his mercy?
Even if Zhao Feng had other trump cards of the Spiritual Race and the one-armed man couldn't kill him, he was still confident that he could escape.
Once the secret of the Spacetime Robe was revealed, Zhao Feng would have to defend against more than just the Blazing Gold Race.
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