"Are we almost there?"
Within the Spacetime Robe, Zhao Feng had a rough sense of what was going on in the flying ship.
He had been in seclusion for the last three years, and he had spent the majority of his time in the Spacetime Robe Dimension.
In these three years, he had completely consolidated his cultivation at Rank Eight, his Space Intent had reached Level Seven, and his Chaos Heaven Void Origin Technique had reached the initial third level.
Besides that, he had successfully created the fourth level of the Soul Splitting Art, but he still hadn't split his soul. After all, splitting the soul was a dangerous matter that could not be disturbed, and after splitting the soul, there would be a short period of weakness.
In addition, Zhao Feng had perfected his various eye-bloodline techniques, and he had even used his cultivation technique and knowledge to create a few new eye-bloodline techniques.
Meanwhile, the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon had absorbed a large amount of energy. The Destruction Dragon reverse scale that Zhao Feng had duplicated had reached Rank Eight long ago, and its body was in the process of transforming into a True Dragon. The density of the Destruction Dragon Race bloodline had also increased.
It had grown the fastest in the last three years, and its strength had grown even faster than Zhao Feng's.
Of course, this was also because of its outstanding bloodline.
The strongest Destruction Dragon Race of the Ancient Era was the sworn enemy of the Golden Crow. From this, one could see just how terrifying this bloodline was.
However, the Destruction Dragon Scale had been used too many times and had long ago lost its original effect.
If the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon wanted to get stronger, it would need to focus on other aspects.
"Master, with my current strength, the average peak Rank Eight Ancient God is no match for me!"
The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon immediately said when it saw that Zhao Feng had come out of seclusion.
It was only able to reach its current level of cultivation because of Zhao Feng. The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon was even thinking that it was fortunate that it had submitted to Zhao Feng back then.
However, Zhao Feng's rapid progress placed enormous pressure on the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon. If it couldn't keep up and was left too far behind, the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon would feel very insecure.
"This Black Destruction Serpent Dragon …!"
Kun Yun enviously sighed.
In the last three years, under Zhao Feng's guidance, he had long ago become a Rank Three True God. Moreover, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the peak of Rank Three.
This sort of cultivation speed was something that an ordinary five-star faction would be proud of.
However, he had no sense of accomplishment when he was with people like Zhao Feng.
He had even heard that Zhao Feng's former good friend, Xin Wuheng, was now the Hall Master of the faction that the Giant God Race belonged to. Kun Yun almost died from shock.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng left the Spacetime Robe Dimension.
"Brother Zhao, your aura is very restrained. It seems that you have completely consolidated your cultivation!"
Ancient God Sundermount said in surprise.
Among the ranks of the Ancient Gods, many people's innate talents and potential had already reached the limit. They had almost made a breakthrough after going through untold hardships. Thus, it was extremely difficult for them to completely consolidate their foundations.
"We're almost there!"
Zhao Feng asked.
He had sensed that the two from Giant God Hall had ended their seclusion when the flying ship had slowed, so he had determined that they were almost there.
However, with his field of vision, he did not discover anything.
"It's in the sea ahead!"
Ancient God Stillmoon smiled.
"In the sea?"
Zhao Feng was stunned.
Puff!
The flying ship went straight into the depths of the sea. After traveling for a distance and bypassing a few huge whirlpools, it finally stopped in front of a blood-colored coral field.
After disembarking, the pair went to a certain part of the blood-colored coral and formed a spell.
A gloomy passage immediately appeared in front of them.
The three of them passed through the passage and arrived at a vast and boundless land.
This was a place devoid of clouds for ten thousand li. Majestic mountains covered the land, and many of these mountains had palaces on them.
"It's so well-hidden!"
Zhao Feng was stunned. It was no wonder he had never heard of Giant God Hall.
One had to realize that the Giant God Race, ranked 15th among the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, was extremely eye-catching, but its faction was so well-hidden that almost no one knew of it.
"There's a reason for this. You'll understand when the time comes."
Ancient God Stillmoon sighed and said no more.
At this moment, Divine Senses swept out from the nearby palaces.
Then, a few figures jumped out of the palace.
In the distance, a golden-armored Ancient God expert immediately flew over.
"Ancient God Sundermount, Ancient God Stillmoon, you've returned. Who is this person?"
The golden-armored Ancient God gave a greeting before turning to Zhao Feng, a hint of hostility in his eyes.
"The owner of the Ancient God Seal!"
Ancient God Sundermount straightforwardly said.
The moment he said this, the golden-armored Ancient God immediately asked, "Then why did you bring him here?"
The golden-armored Ancient God's meaning was clear. Taking back the Ancient God Seal was enough. He shouldn't have brought Zhao Feng here.
"He was invited by Lord Wuheng!"
Ancient God Stillmoon's expression chilled.
After her battle with Ancient God Nethertooth and their three years together, the two of them had a good relationship. Ancient God Stillmoon's opinion of Zhao Feng had gradually improved.
Upon hearing the words' Lord Wuheng, 'the golden-armored man immediately lowered his head.
At this moment, a loud and clear voice resounded from the countless mountains; "Stillmoon, invite the guest to my place!"
The entire world instantly fell silent as everyone lowered their heads in worship.
Zhao Feng determined that the speaker was Xin Wuheng, but he couldn't tell which mountain the voice was coming from.
"Let's go!"
Ancient God Stillmoon led Zhao Feng through the mountains until they arrived in front of an ancient yellow mountain.
At the summit of this mountain was a simple and unadorned palace. A tall and straight figure stood in front of the palace.
His appearance was ordinary, but the temperament and demeanor he exuded made people feel that he was extraordinary. He stood there quietly, but he seemed to have merged with the entire mountain. He was tall and imposing, making people feel ashamed of their inferiority.
"Zhao Feng, long time no see. Come in and have a chat!"
Xin Wuheng casually smiled.
"You truly are unfathomable!"
Zhao Feng sighed as he entered the palace.
Even though he had learned of Xin Wuheng's unordinary nature in the Continent Zone, the actual situation had far exceeded his expectations.
Ever since Zhao Feng entered the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, he had encountered one fortuitous encounter after another, even reaching Rank Seven, but he was still far inferior to Xin Wuheng.
Based on what Zhao Feng sensed, Xin Wuheng was at least a Rank Nine Ancient God, but he was even more unfathomable and unfathomable than any Rank Nine Ancient God he had ever met.
"I originally believed that you would need at least five hundred years before we could meet again. I didn't think that you would progress so quickly!"
After sitting down, Xin Wuheng began to carefully examine Zhao Feng.
"Five hundred years?"
Zhao Feng faintly smiled. Any other True God that came to the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods from another dimension would find it very difficult to reach Zhao Feng's level in another one thousand years.
But Xin Wuheng was able to predict five hundred years, so he clearly knew that Zhao Feng's left eye was extraordinary.
"I'll return it to you."
Zhao Feng took out the Ancient God Seal. This item had always been Xin Wuheng's.
In the last three years, he had studied the Ancient God Seal many times, and the more he studied it, the more he realized that the Ancient God Seal was not simple.
In the end, he understood one thing: the Ancient God Seal had not been completely refined by him, because the Ancient God Seal had always had an owner, and that was Xin Wuheng.
Bzzzz!
The Ancient God Seal automatically floated to Xin Wuheng's side.
Gradually, it began to exude a powerful aura. The surface of the Ancient God Seal was shrouded in white crystalline light.
Another layer of the seal was undone, and the Ancient God Seal exuded the aura of a supreme-quality divine artifact.
"You already know. Yes, this Ancient God Seal is the token of the Hall Master of the Ancient God Hall!"
Xin Wuheng was rather surprised as he put away the Ancient God Seal.
"Ancient God Hall?"
Wasn't Xin Wuheng's faction Giant God Hall? What did it have to do with this Ancient God Hall?
"Three hundred million years ago, there was a top-class five-star faction in the Chixing Zone called Ancient God Hall. Even in the entire Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, it was quite famous. Ancient God Hall was managed by two major races: the Giant God Race and the Ancient Soul Race …."
Xin Wuheng slowly said, a hint of reminiscence in his voice.
As it turned out, the Chixing Zone had no Giant God Hall or Ancient Soul Hall, only the five-star superpower Ancient God Hall.
The supreme ruler of Ancient God Hall was the Giant God Race, but the unique trait of the Giant God Race was that their bloodline had a rather low chance of being passed on, and their bloodline density was also low. Very few of them had a high bloodline density, so they gradually declined.
The Ancient Soul Race had more people, and although they were not ranked as high as the Giant God Race, their bloodline density was higher and their methods were bizarre. They were dissatisfied with the current situation and schemed for a long time. In the end, they seized the throne and defeated the Giant God Race.
From then on, Ancient God Hall was renamed Ancient Soul Hall!
Only a few of the old monsters of the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods knew of these secrets.
"So that's how it is!"
Zhao Feng's face was filled with shock as he listened to everything.
He finally understood why Giant God Hall was hidden in such a well-hidden place.
This was because Giant God Hall was still far weaker than Ancient Soul Hall, and Ancient Soul Hall would not let the Giant God Race go!
"When I was surrounded by the Ancient Soul Race, before my Divine Soul was destroyed, I barely managed to open a path to the Outer Zone, but my physical body ended up in the Continent Zone. Even though my Divine Soul was destroyed and I could not be reborn from a drop of blood, as a God Lord, I could use my Origin Mark to reincarnate …."
Xin Wuheng said with a complicated expression.
Zhao Feng had long ago expected this.
But he had never imagined that in his previous life, Xin Wuheng was one of the strongest God Lords of the Giant God Race.
Thus, when Xin Wuheng came to the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods and inherited the position of Hall Master, no one objected.
"Why did you give such a precious Ancient God Seal to me back then?"
Zhao Feng asked another question.
The Ancient God Seal had originally been a supreme-quality divine artifact, and it seemed to have other secrets. Xin Wuheng had given such an important item to Zhao Feng back in the Continent Zone. He found this rather hard to believe.
"When I inherited the bloodline and physical body of my previous life, Ancient Soul Hall sensed my existence. I predicted that a True God would descend upon the Continent Zone and bring with it a storm of destruction, so I gave each item from my previous life a legacy for you to choose from. One reason was to compensate you, and the other was to increase your strength to deal with the upcoming danger. As for the Ancient God Seal, you took it after passing the test …."
Xin Wuheng chuckled. He had not given the Ancient God Seal to Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng had relied on his own abilities to take it.
Moreover, when Xin Wuheng inherited the power of his previous life and entered the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, he had been repeatedly pursued by Ancient Soul Hall.
The Ancient God Seal was so important that it could not fall into the hands of Ancient Soul Hall. Thus, he planned to give it to someone else for safekeeping.
But safekeeping the Ancient God Seal was also a kind of danger. A normal person would not be able to do it ….
"Do you want to know the secret of the Ancient God Seal?"
Xin Wuheng suddenly asked.
Zhao Feng froze. He naturally knew that the secret of the Ancient God Seal was extremely important.
But Xin Wuheng had no intention of hiding it from Zhao Feng.
"After all, you helped me greatly and can be considered half an owner of the Ancient God Seal. It's only right that you know about it …."
Xin Wuheng prepared to reveal the secret.
But at this moment, an incomparably heavy and oppressive energy descended upon the hall.
It had to be known that the moment Zhao Feng entered this place, the hall had been surrounded by a defensive domain.
However, that mysterious expert's aura ignored the defensive barrier and descended upon them.
This energy was as heavy as a mountain. Even through the domain, Zhao Feng was unable to move. He felt like an insignificant ant, his life in the hands of another.
He had experienced this feeling once before.
"God Lord!?"
Zhao Feng was startled. Having met God Lord Heavenly Solitude before, he was able to determine the cultivation level of this person based on this Intent.
"Wuheng, you plan to tell the secret of the Giant God Race to an outsider?"
An elderly and dignified voice resounded through the hall.
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