"When Zhao Feng opened his eye bloodline, the ball had a weird reaction. It seems like it's fated …."
The scarlet-haired elder sighed.
After all, the Ball of Ice Soul was an item that belonged to a Void God Realm King, and the knowledge contained within it was priceless.
However, this item had been with him for many years and had no reaction. It only sensed something when Zhao Feng appeared.
From this, one could see that he wasn't fated with this item.
"Furthermore, you've underestimated the power and potential of Zhao Feng's eye bloodline. Even my Spiritual Sense can't see through it. Adding on the fact that he was fated with the Ball of Ice Soul, his fortune is immeasurable. So, I decided to help him to the end and even gave him the [Dark Eye Incomplete Volume]. After all, those with an eye bloodline and strong mental energy have a higher chance of cultivating the Dark Eye Incomplete Page. "
The scarlet-haired elder explained.
Tiemo nodded his head.
Neither the Ball of Ice Soul nor the Dark Eye Incomplete Page had much use for the scarlet-haired elder and Tiemo.
On the other hand, it was Zhao Feng who sensed the Ball of Ice Soul. His eye bloodline and mental energy source met the requirements to cultivate the Dark Eye Incomplete Page.
"Everything will depend on his fortune …."
The scarlet-haired elder slowly closed his eyes and his aura, including his life aura, quickly disappeared.
On the other side.
Zhao Feng took the Ball of Ice Soul and the Dark Eye Incomplete Page and walked out of the palace.
He murmured in his heart, "What kind of person is this scarlet-haired elder for the Deputy Patriarch to call him big brother?"
"Could it be …?"
Zhao Feng's heart suddenly moved.
In the hearts of the Iron Blood Religion, the highest decision maker was the Deputy Patriarch, Tiemo.
However, Tiemo's position had the word "Deputy."
The Patriarch of the Iron Blood Religion hadn't appeared in the last hundred years.
Apparently, the Patriarch of the Iron Blood Religion had participated in the extermination of the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion several hundred years ago and was someone from the same generation as the Patriarch.
However, due to some changes, the Patriarch of the Iron Blood Religion fell into a deep sleep.
Back at his residence.
Holding the Ice Soul Ball in his palm, he felt a strange chill.
However, in essence, this kind of coldness did not exist on the physical plane. Instead, it spread and transmitted in the mental world. It was a kind of invisible power similar to sword intent and saber intent.
When he first saw this item, Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye had sensed something.
Zhao Feng opened his God's Spiritual Eye and slowly merged his senses into the Ball of Ice Soul.
For some reason, the ice-cold power of nothingness gave Zhao Feng a sense of familiarity.
The faint blue chilling pond in the dimension of his left eye started to ripple, and a strange coldness started to appear in the mental energy dimension.
Buzz!
At the core of the Ball of Ice Soul, a transparent and illusory blue ice core shone.
The blue ice core couldn't be seen with the naked eye. It only existed on the mental plane. Zhao Feng could see it with his God's Spiritual Eye.
As he came in contact with it, Zhao Feng felt some vague and incomplete information within the blue ice core, which contained some ancient knowledge and intent.
Zhao Feng didn't understand most of this information, but some of the Intents were related to mental energy techniques, and they were even more ancient.
"This is the Ancient Dao of the Soul? It's even deeper and more distant than mental energy techniques … "
Zhao Feng started to think and many questions appeared in his mind.
He was sure of one thing, which was that the knowledge contained within the Ball of Ice Soul was thousands of times more profound than any mental energy techniques that he had come into contact with before.
Compared to this, the Heart Controlling Technique that he had learnt before wasn't even worth mentioning.
Even the Lightning Inheritance was far from being able to compare to the essence and profoundness contained in this information.
The only regret was that these things were incomplete and fragmented.
Zhao Feng's mind was immersed within, completely forgetting himself. Any of the profoundness contained within the Ball of Ice Soul was something that a normal person wouldn't be able to understand in their entire life.
If it wasn't for Zhao Feng having the foundation of mental energy techniques, the God's Spiritual Eye's powerful comprehension and learning ability, as well as his powerful source of mental energy, he wouldn't have been able to touch it.
In the blink of an eye, two to three days passed.
The profoundness within the Ball of Ice Soul was filtered by Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye and categorized.
The first level, Ice Soul Basics.
The second level, Ice Soul Power.
The second level, Heart of Ice Soul.
Of course, the information on the third level was incomplete. This was even with Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye's powerful calculation ability, he had used two to three days to reach this step.
"Currently, I can only comprehend the contents of the Ice Soul Basics."
Zhao Feng thought in his heart.
Even the first level of the Ice Soul Basics had toppled Zhao Feng's understanding of mental energy techniques and traditional cultivation techniques.
Some information had toppled Zhao Feng's view of the world.
For example, in the Ice Soul Basics, there was a Shaman King recorded in the inheritance of the soul.
The Shaman King's body wasn't strong, and was even relatively weak.
However, the soul of a Shaman King was almost immortal. To it, the body was just a carrier, and it didn't care.
Even if the enemy killed the body, the Shaman King could instantly change to another 'carrier'.
A Shaman King could even have many carriers, and it wasn't rare for them to come back from the dead.
"The body is the carrier of life, and the soul is the core of all living beings. If the body is destroyed, the soul remains, but if the soul is destroyed, everything will disappear. "
Zhao Feng nodded his head as he comprehended.
To humans, who were the spirits of all living beings, the consciousness was the core, the soul.
"Chapter Leader, we're about to leave for the capital."
Early in the morning, a voice interrupted Zhao Feng's comprehension.
Zhao Feng opened his eyes. His face was slightly tired, but it was covered by excitement.
Time passed too quickly as he comprehended.
Outside the hall, Die Ye was waiting with a smile.
Zhao Feng nodded his head and only left a sliver of his consciousness outside. The majority of his attention was focused on comprehending.
Great Hall of the Iron Blood Religion.
Zhao Feng, Jiang Sanfeng, Die Ye, and Dong Xue had all gathered.
The Golden Spear Blood Dragon Sedan descended from the sky, along with the ancient robed Protector and two other upper echelon members.
"Deputy Patriarch, everyone's here."
Die Ye said with a smile.
"Let's go."
Tiemo faintly nodded his head from within the Golden Spear Blood Dragon Sedan.
The Capital wasn't far from the main headquarters of the Iron Blood Religion, and they arrived at the Capital in less than half a day.
Entering the Capital once again, Zhao Feng sighed.
Many people from the Iron Blood Religion looked at the blue haired Chapter Leader.
Not long ago, this youth had kidnapped Empress Qin in front of everyone, shaking the country and ruining the Imperials' authority.
Zhao Feng was expressionless and didn't say a word the entire way. Most of his attention was focused on comprehending the Basics of Ice Soul.
He didn't let go of a single second.
He followed the group mechanically and would only respond with "En" or "Oh" to whatever the people around him said.
"Don't disturb him."
The Deputy Patriarch smiled faintly and signaled the other members of the Iron Blood Religion.
Within the group of the Iron Blood Religion, a blue haired youth almost had his eyes closed as he walked forward.
For Zhao Feng, who was in the middle of comprehension, time flew by.
He didn't know what was happening in the outside world.
"The Emperor has arrived! Empress Qin has arrived! "
"The Head of the Liu Family has arrived!"
"The Flooding Lake City Lord has arrived!"
… …
Unknowingly when, Zhao Feng was in a noisy environment.
He sat on a seat in a daze.
"Who's this blue haired brat? He's been dozing off while sitting on the seat of the preordered?"
"This is ridiculous!"
"Blue hair and blue eyes, he's the representative of the Iron Blood Religion. He's that Zhao Feng!"
"Zhao Feng? It's the thief that held Empress Qin hostage? Everyone, let's take him down! "
Chaos broke out below.
In the Canopy Capital, there was a large empty space with many seats around it.
The most eastern side was the Imperials. The Canopy Great Country Emperor, Empress Qin and other upper echelons were all present.
Closer to them were the Iron Blood Religion, Liu family, Qin Sword Clan and other large forces.
In the middle of the empty space were eight arenas, each of them one mile wide.
At the same time.
In the middle of the eight arenas was a high platform.
On the high platform were ten seats that looked down.
Ten youths and youths sat on these ten seats, representing the ten preordered spots of the Canopy Great Country.
As the preordered spots, they were chosen to participate in the Sacred True Dragon Gathering and didn't need to participate in the complicated battles.
The ten seats were arranged in order.
The first seat was a golden robed brown haired youth. His body was bulky and even slightly fat. His eyes flashed with a golden light and his breath gave off the pressure of a mountain.
Prince Jin, first of the Ten Stars.
The second seat was occupied by a young man in flowery clothes. His hair was extremely disheveled, and his arms were crossed in front of his chest.
Wang Xiaoguai, second of the Ten Stars and came from the Wind Cloud Sect of the Three Clans.
The third seat was occupied by a young man in a battle robe. He was extraordinarily handsome and carried an ancient saber on his back. His eyes occasionally flickered with a mystical glow, as if an invisible saber was slashing through the air, causing a bone-piercing chill.
Tian Yunzhi, third of the Ten Stars.
The fourth seat.
A blue haired youth had his eyes closed as if he was taking a nap.
At this point in time.
The target of many people's discussion was this blue-haired youth.
Zhao Feng, the Iron Blood Chapter Leader, the rising prodigy of the Great Country.
"So many people …."
Zhao Feng opened his eyes and exited his comprehension, his face tinged with exhaustion.
The ten preordered spots were in the middle of the eight arenas. Around the arenas were many people from the Great Country.
Zhao Feng's eyes scanned the area. It was pitch black.
The eight arenas were about to start sparring.
When Zhao Feng opened his eyes, a wave of booing came from the arena and attracted the gazes of many people.
On the imperials' side, the Canopy Great Country's Emperor and company stared at Zhao Feng.
Empress Qin had a dignified and noble bearing, and she had the aura of a motherly figure.
At the same time, the experts from the Flooding Lake City, the main Tian family, and the Liu family all looked at him with hostility.
This was especially so for the Flooding Lake City. The Flooding Lake City Lord's pupils contracted as he coldly glanced at Zhao Feng.
Liu Qinxin had a calm expression as she sat there silently like an orchid in a painting.
Even Zhao Feng felt cold and uncomfortable.
"Zhao Feng, we meet again."
A firm and unyielding voice suddenly rang out.
It was Tian Yunzhi. He sat in the third seat next to Zhao Feng.
"Hehe, this is the youngest Chapter Leader of the Iron Blood Chapter?"
Prince Jin laughed as coldness flashed in his eyes as he inspected Zhao Feng.
At this point in time, the moment Zhao Feng woke up, he attracted many unfriendly gazes. Apart from that, the ten Stars and the geniuses of the Great Country all looked at this youth that wasn't in his best condition.
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