Dragon Concealing Lake, island at the heart of the lake.
The Elders of the Twelve Clans all surrendered with helplessness and bitterness on their faces.
In the sky above the island floated a black-clothed young man holding an iron fan. His eyes were as cold as an eagle's, and the strangest thing about him was that his skin seemed to be covered in a layer of metal. Even his clothes and hair seemed to be assimilated by metal.
A cold metallic aura seeped through the air like mercury and froze the air. There wasn't even the slightest bit of wind.
"True Lord Tiexiao! The Twelve Clans have already surrendered and are willing to submit to the Iron Dragon Clan. Are you going to kill us all? "
The Grand Elder of the Cloud Sword Clan suppressed his anger and wiped the blood from his mouth.
Being a True Mystic Rank cultivator of the sword, his lightning-fast sword had created sparks on True Lord Tiexiao's body, but the latter was unharmed. Furthermore, he had been injured by a terrifying force.
The other Elders of the Twelve Clans didn't dare to say anything and didn't have any thoughts of resisting.
The True Lord Rank was too far away for them.
First Elder of the Broken Moon Clan sighed in his heart: "In the past, the Iron Dragon Strong Country and the Sky Rich Strong Country both had a True Lord Rank. This was the key to maintaining balance. But now, the Iron Dragon Strong Country has another True Lord Rank and has turned the situation around. "
The birth of a True Lord Rank affected the situation of a large area.
They stood in the clouds and looked down on the world. Every action and thought of theirs could affect the fate of millions.
True Lord Xiao Yao floated in the air emotionlessly and didn't say a word.
On the Iron Dragon Strong Country's side, the mysterious person covered in black took out a blank scroll that was several feet long.
"Blood Pact Scroll. All the True Spirit Realms of the Thirteen Countries need to sign a Blood Pact. "
The mysterious person in black said emotionlessly.
Killing the Twelve Clans wouldn't bring any benefits to the Iron Dragon Strong Country. Furthermore, it would not be easy to wipe out the twelve deeply rooted sects in one fell swoop and eliminate the weeds at the roots.
The smartest way to do this was to make these sects subordinate to Zhang Xuan, thus maximizing their benefits.
The Elders of the Twelve Clans looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.
The Blood Pact was like a letter of surrender. More importantly, it had a strong binding force. Once one used their own blood to sign it, it would form a binding force and it wouldn't just be a piece of paper.
After half a cup of tea's time.
The elders of the twelve sects signed the Blood Pact Scroll one by one and signed it with their blood.
As for the Ancient Shrine, it belonged to a branch of the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion and was on the side of the Iron Dragon Country.
Qiu---- True Lord Tiexiao expressionlessly turned into a streak of metal light that shot into the sky and was soon engulfed by it.
The True Lord Rank had appeared for less than an hour and almost didn't attack at all from the beginning to the end. He had flipped the tide of the battle.
The news of the surrender of the Twelve Sects quickly spread throughout the thirteen countries, causing a stir in all directions.
Not long after, the experts of the Iron Dragon Country entered the Twelve Clans, and the positions of the upper echelons of the Sects also changed.
The Broken Moon Clan.
Hai Yun Master became the new Clan Master of the Broken Moon Clan and became the representative of the Iron Dragon Country.
First Elder had lost an arm and had used up his Source of True Spirit during the battle. His cultivation had decreased and he had to retreat.
Hai Yun Master was deeply trusted by the Iron Dragon Country and with the support of the Regulations Elder, he became the person with the most power in the Broken Moon Clan.
After becoming the Clan Master, Hai Yun Master quickly gave the order to kill the traitor Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Feng didn't follow the rules of the Clan and ran away. He must be captured and brought back to the Clan. If he resists, kill him."
Hai Yun Master's emotionless voice sounded across the hall.
The order soon spread across the entire Clan.
Not only that, the Broken Moon Clan also gave out a huge reward for killing Zhao Feng.
Just the person who could provide information about Zhao Feng would receive ten thousand low grade primal crystal stones. This wasn't a small amount even for those at the True Human Rank.
As for killing Zhao Feng, the reward added together was ten times higher.
First Elder and Granny Liuyue retreated and kept silent about the situation in the Clan. If Hai Yun Master couldn't find anything and didn't have absolute confidence, he wouldn't dare to attack them.
At this point in time, everyone in the Broken Moon Clan was panicking.
However, Hai Yun Master was also a very cunning person. His actions were swift and decisive and he soon won the hearts of the people.
Sky Cloud Forest, Misty Forest.
Zhao Feng had been comprehending mental energy techniques recently, trying to get rid of the Ghost Mark on his body.
As long as the Nether Spirit Imprint remained on his body, that nauseating feeling that lingered around him would never disappear.
However, this Ghost Mark was extremely high level and although Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye could sense its existence, it was extremely hard to get rid of it.
"As long as the Nether Spirit's imprint is on me, my safety will be threatened. If that mysterious Division Leader level skeleton recovers to its peak, I'm afraid … "
Zhao Feng searched through all the mental energy techniques in his mind, but there was nothing he could do.
A month had passed since he had consolidated his cultivation.
Zhao Feng's mental energy techniques had improved and he had some understanding of the Ghost Mark.
"The Ghost Mark should use the power of the soul, similar to the mysterious power of the Curse of a Hundred Graves. However, the Ghost Mark doesn't have any offensive power and only leaves a mark on my body, so the God's Spiritual Eye didn't instinctively resist it. "
Zhao Feng finally had some ideas.
Next, he had another method and that was to use the power of the Curse of a Hundred Graves to get rid of the Ghost Mark.
However, the Curse of a Hundred Graves was too dangerous and even Zhao Feng had to think about it.
Half a day later.
Zhao Feng once again entered the Curse of a Hundred Graves and a terrifying power tried to invade his body from behind, but it was pushed back by a wisp of ancient aura from the God's Spiritual Eye.
Miao miao!
Before Zhao Feng moved, he took out the little thieving cat and let the little thieving cat divine a thing or two.
The little thieving cat nodded its head proudly and took out the bronze coin. It tossed it in the air and it landed in its paws.
After catching the bronze coin, the little thieving cat's eyebrows furrowed and it nodded and shook its head.
There was a mysterious connection between Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat but the answer he got was vague. Maybe even the little thieving cat couldn't give an answer.
"I can only give it a try."
From the little thieving cat's divination, Zhao Feng could at least see one thing and that was that there shouldn't be a nine out of ten chance of death.
Right now, this was based on the fact that the little thieving cat's divination was accurate.
Immediately following this, Zhao Feng sat cross legged and used the God's Spiritual Eye to circulate his mental energy techniques to sense the existence of the Ghost Mark.
At the same time, he circulated his bloodline power and the faint azure blood in his body entered the dimension of his left eye and slowly blocked the azure abyss.
Once the abyss was blocked, Zhao Feng's left eye would return to its original black color and lose its light.
This meant that Zhao Feng would temporarily seal the power of the God's Spiritual Eye.
As expected.
When the azure abyss was slowly covered, the invisible power of the curse attacked Zhao Feng from behind.
Zhao Feng's body shuddered and he circulated his bloodline power to block the majority of the azure abyss, not daring to completely block it.
Even so, a sliver of the curse's power still touched Zhao Feng's body.
Zhao Feng's body went cold and he felt as if there were countless bloody hands digging into his organs.
At this critical moment, he purposely used a mental energy technique and purposely revealed a flaw to attract the power of the curse.
The power of the curse seemed to have a mind of its own and would invade through 'flaws' like how water in a pond would flow towards a hole.
The flaw that Zhao Feng revealed was where the Ghost Mark was.
Pew! Pew! Pew!
A weird sound seemed to come from the darkness.
If Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye could lock onto his back, he would find bloody white hands reaching into his body.
If not for the God's Spiritual Eye blocking part of its power, Zhao Feng would have been 'parasitized' by the curse.
As time passed, Zhao Feng's lifeforce weakened and his face became pale.
He could only circulate his bloodline power and True Power to protect himself.
Bloodline power had a certain degree of protection, but he could only use a portion. The other portion was used to block the azure abyss.
But his True Power slowly weakened in front of the curse.
Seeing this, Zhao Feng almost wanted to give up but he found that the aura from the Ghost Mark was also fading.
Zhao Feng's lifeforce and True Power weakened along with the Ghost Mark.
Luckily, with the protection of bloodline power, Zhao Feng's lifeforce source was not corroded.
Three days later.
Zhao Feng slowly exhaled and retracted the azure blood that was blocking the Abyss in his left eye.
At this time, the Ghost Mark on his body finally disappeared but at the same time, the True Power in his body had weakened by a level.
"Was it worth it?"
Zhao Feng murmured and looked at the little thieving cat on his shoulder.
When he dissolved the Ghost Mark, Zhao Feng's cultivation dropped to the 6th Sky.
The little thieving cat's eyes squinted and did not reply.
Zhao Feng left the Hundred Graves Forbidden Ground and checked his body. He found that although his cultivation had dropped, it was more stable and the potential in his body was much greater than when he was at the 7th Sky.
This was like building a skyscraper. The lower the building was stable, the higher the building could be built.
Zhao Feng had this feeling. He had broken through two ranks at the Alliance Banquet and he had used the help of Spiritual pills to increase his strength dramatically.
But now, this problem no longer existed.
After dissolving the Ghost Mark, although Zhao Feng had dropped a level, his foundation was more stable and his potential was greater.
One peck and one drink, it was as if the heavens had decided it.
At the same time.
Far away in the Iron Dragon Country, on a mysterious altar.
"The Ghost Mark has been dissolved …. How is this possible …. Did an Origin Core Realm expert help?"
A hoarse voice resounded with a coldness that would make normal True Human Ranks tremble. The owner of the voice was a skeleton wearing a black robe. Its bones were silver and flashed with a dark purple light.
"Wait …. That's the power of the Curse of a Hundred Graves."
The skeletal Division Leader's expression changed dramatically.
"Division Leader, those who enter the Hundred Graves Forbidden Ground can't escape. Those who are affected are obviously dead."
A silver-striped blood zombie next to him chuckled.
The skeletal Division Leader nodded its head. If the person affected by the Ghost Mark died, the mark would naturally disappear.
"Division Leader, about the Hundred Graves Forbidden Ground …"
The Blood Corpse Protector asked in a questioning tone.
"That's a top secret of the Holy Religion. If I didn't have to, I wouldn't enter. You don't need to know. "
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