"… I have something more important to tell you!"
Speaking up to here, First Elder's eyes flashed, but it didn't last long before dimming down. His expression kept changing.
After a short moment.
First Elder fell into some sort of memory as his face was filled with loneliness, self-mockery, and regret.
This was the first time Zhao Feng had seen such a complex expression on his Master's face ever since he became a disciple of First Elder.
"I'm ashamed to say this, but the next mission involves some personal grudges of mine …"
First Elder calmed himself down and solemnly took out a half jade comb and handed it to Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng took the comb and touched it. He found that it was a rare treasure that had a special effect. It was comparable to a Middle grade Mortal weapon.
To the most authoritative elders in the sect, a mortal-ranked mid-grade Divine Weapon was not considered a very valuable item.
But when First Elder handed it over, he was very careful and his fingers were trembling.
This wasn't the end.
Immediately after, First Elder took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote a letter before handing it to Zhao Feng.
"Take this letter and half a jade comb to the Canopy Great Country's Liu family. If the situation of the Thirteen Countries can't be saved, the person who receives the letter will make arrangements for you based on our relationship. "
First Elder said solemnly.
Zhao Feng scanned the letter and saw five words written on it: To Liu Qinxin.
A letter and half a jade comb were sent to the Canopy Great Country.
What relationship did the person who received the letter have with Master?
Although Zhao Feng was curious, he didn't ask. Even if it was to repay a debt of gratitude, he wouldn't hesitate to complete this mission.
Moreover, First Elder's mission arrangements clearly had extra care for Zhao Feng, as if it had been specially prepared for him.
From a rational point of view.
With Zhao Feng's talent and potential, staying in the Thirteen Countries would only limit his growth and potential.
If he could enter a bigger sacred land, he might have a better future.
"You have to leave the Thirteen Nations within two months, this land of trouble. Also, to ensure the confidentiality of the mission, from today onwards, you must disappear from everyone's sight … "
The First Elder looked solemn.
"Master, do you mean that I can no longer come into contact with the sect or anyone else?"
"It better be so."
The Great Elder sighed softly and added, "As for your family and related people, I will make arrangements for them. You have nothing to worry about, so you can leave with peace of mind. "
Hearing this, Zhao Feng was finally moved.
Why did the First Elder's words sound like he was leaving behind his last words?
Could the Broken Moon Clan and the Thirteen Clans be saved?
"I don't know if he can be saved in the future. But now, there's no way to save him! "
The Great Elder shook his head bitterly and looked deeply at his disciple.
Zhao Feng understood his master's intentions. He had placed the future on him, which was why he had made such arrangements.
However, Zhao Feng still didn't believe that the 13 Clan Alliance couldn't be saved.
He thought to himself: Is Master too pessimistic about the situation?
The First Elder seemed to understand his doubts, but he didn't explain it directly, "The thirteen Clans might join hands to fight against the Iron Dragon Country for a period of time. However, it doesn't matter if you're there or not, it won't change the overall situation. Do you understand what I mean? "
"Disciple understands. Currently, this mission is beneficial to me."
Zhao Feng's mind spun and he agreed.
The Great Elder was right. Even if Zhao Feng stayed in the Sky Cloud Forest, it wouldn't matter.
In a battle of this level, even those at the True Human Rank couldn't do anything. Those at the Ascended Realm were the lowest soldiers or even cannon fodder. They didn't pose any threat to the overall situation.
"Since I can't do anything here, I might as well focus on the mission."
Shua!
With a flash of azure, Zhao Feng left the cave and disappeared into the clouds.
Not long after Zhao Feng left, Granny Liuyue appeared next to the Great Elder.
"With your pride, you lowered your head to ask for help from that person."
Granny Liuyue was in disbelief.
The Great Elder was silent as he stared at the direction Zhao Feng had left in and fell into deep thought.
"Whatever, you've left a sliver of hope for the Thirteen Clans. For Zhao Feng, it's all good. Firstly, he'll be able to escape the chaotic whirlpool of the Thirteen Countries. Secondly, Zhao Feng will be able to enter the true stage of the Northern Continent. That place might be able to help him. "
Granny Liuyue sighed.
Thinking about it, if she had such a talented disciple, she might have made some arrangements for him.
However, the Great Elder's arrangements were more comprehensive and he even had connections with the Sacred Lands.
Half a day later.
Zhao Feng entered the Sky Cloud Forest by himself.
On the way, his God's Spiritual Eye saw the group from the Broken Moon Clan several hundred miles away.
Yang Gan, Lin Fan, Ran Xiaoyuan and company were on the way back.
However, Zhao Feng didn't greet them.
"Broken Moon Clan … Cloud Country … is going to leave like this and disappear from everyone's sight?"
Zhao Feng felt a faint sense of loneliness and unwillingness.
He had grown up in the Cloud Country and apart from attending the Alliance Banquet of the Thirteen Clans, he had never left.
But logic told Zhao Feng that staying in the Thirteen Countries would only bring him harm.
"The Thirteen Clans will fall into a whirlpool of danger and with my current strength, I can't change the situation. Furthermore, I have the Ghost Mark on me and I'm more dangerous than anyone else. "
Zhao Feng took a deep breath.
Ever since the Floating Crest Trial, Zhao Feng had been unstoppable and he had even come first in the Alliance Banquet not long ago.
These achievements made his confidence swell.
However, at this moment, he felt powerless. Facing the situation of an entire region, the effect he had was negligible and he might even lose his life.
"One day, when I have true power, I'll be able to control the fate of this region with one hand …"
Zhao Feng suddenly had this desire, an unprecedented desire for power.
Miao miao!
The little thieving cat lazily popped its head out and sat on Zhao Feng's shoulder.
Compared to when it was' born ', the little thieving cat was only a tiny bit bigger. It was only the size of an adult's palm.
This speed of 'growth' was unbelievably slow.
Miao miao!
As if feeling the loneliness in Zhao Feng's heart, the little thieving cat rubbed against his face and jumped around happily.
Zhao Feng wanted to compete with the little thieving cat in terms of speed.
However, without using his bloodline power and Yin Shadow Cloak, Zhao Feng was only on par with the little thieving cat.
On the other hand, the little thieving cat's agility was unparalleled and even Zhao Feng couldn't compare to it.
Not only that, the little thieving cat could also become invisible and its abilities were greatly increased at night.
Of course.
The little thieving cat could also occasionally play the role of a 'diviner' and toss out the old bronze coin, as if it could predict the future.
The man and the cat entered the Sky Cloud Forest as if there was no one there.
Zhao Feng didn't plan on leaving the Thirteen Countries immediately.
The time limit given by the First Elder was two months, with a certain amount of grace.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng did have things he needed to take care of.
Firstly, his cultivation had broken through two Sky during the Alliance Banquet and he needed to consolidate his foundation.
Secondly, the Ghost Mark was a hidden danger that needed to be removed.
The second problem made Zhao Feng's head hurt.
The mysterious skeleton that left the Ghost Mark on him had a huge background. It was actually a Division Leader of the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion.
With the scale of the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion back then, a mere Division could sweep through the Thirteen Clans and even destroy a strong country.
It was impossible to estimate the strength of Hall Masters who were even higher than that.
On this day.
Zhao Feng entered a misty forest.
This was the outer area of the Hundred Graves Forbidden Ground. If he took another step forward, he would be in the Land of Buried Bones where the power of the curse would invade.
There was a mysterious power in the misty forest that could confuse one's senses. Even those at the True Spirit Realm would have their senses restricted here.
"It should be safe to cultivate here."
Zhao Feng found a corner and sat down cross legged.
For the next half a month, Zhao Feng focused on consolidating his foundation.
Breaking through two Sky in such a short amount of time at the Alliance Banquet was indeed a bit too hasty with the help of the Shedding Spiritual Pill.
Everything had its pros and cons.
While consolidating his foundation, Zhao Feng found that the potential in his body had been squeezed out and the difficulty of breaking through would increase by several times. This was the disadvantage of using external help to break through too quickly.
Luckily, he didn't plan on breaking through in a short amount of time.
In the Clan, many elders at the 7th Sky of the Ascended Realm had been stuck at this level for dozens of years or even their entire lives.
There was an unimaginable gap between the True Spirit Realm and the Ascended Realm. To break through this gap, luck, potential, talent, and luck were all important.
After half a day of consolidating, Zhao Feng's foundation had stabilized. However, his body's potential and room for improvement was extremely limited.
After stabilizing his foundation.
There was only one problem left - the Ghost Mark.
Zhao Feng fully opened his God's Spiritual Eye and could barely sense the existence of the Ghost Mark. However, with his cultivation and mastery of mental energy, the difficulty of dissolving this mark was comparable to breaking through to the True Spirit Realm.
However, Zhao Feng didn't give up and continued to study mental energy techniques while organizing what he had gained from the Alliance Banquet.
Before he knew it, his mastery of mental secret arts had already far surpassed that of the Mind Control Art and other secret arts that he had obtained in the beginning.
While Zhao Feng was in seclusion, the situation in the Thirteen Countries had undergone a drastic change.
Ever since the ambush at the Dragon Concealing Lake, a portion of the experts of the Thirteen Clans had returned to the Clan.
More accurately speaking, the Twelve Clans.
After half a month of planning, the Twelve Clans formed a powerful alliance and charged towards the Dragon Concealing Lake.
At this point in time, the Dragon Concealing Lake had become the Iron Dragon Country's stronghold.
However, the weird thing was that the Iron Dragon Country didn't send too many experts over.
The alliance of the Twelve Clans was stronger than the Iron Dragon Country.
A great battle was about to break out.
The Twelve Clans were full of confidence and had the hope of defeating the Iron Dragon Country.
However, right at this moment, something unexpected happened.
An unparalleled expert appeared on the Iron Dragon Country's side.
True Lord Rank!
The descent of a True Lord Rank!
At that time, the Twelve Clans had almost double the Iron Dragon Country's.
However, when the True Lord Rank of the Strong Country descended, all their advantages were gone.
True Lord Ranks could create clouds with a flip of their hand and rain with a flip of their hand.
No one knew how strong a True Lord Rank was.
All they knew was that the upper echelon of the Twelve Clans at the True Spirit Realm didn't resist at all.
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