"Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline!"
As soon as the voice came out, the entire Void Ocean Arena was in an uproar.
A legendary bloodline from the Ancient Era had appeared again. How big of a shock would this bring to the world?
The expression of the tall and skinny youth from the Spiritual Sacred Land changed dramatically, but he couldn't stop the short-haired youth's bloodline in time.
Plop! Plop!
Inside the arena, many experts from other realms trembled from the bottom of their bloodlines and souls.
Those whose cultivation wasn't even at the half-step Origin Core Realm couldn't help but kneel on the ground.
Some Sovereigns even felt a pressure in their blood and soul, and they wanted to worship the short-haired youth from the Sacred Land.
On the arena.
The short-haired youth's bloodline had been opened, and his skin was like a tough shell. He was like a wild beast, and a terrifying aura enveloped the Two Despairs of the Purple Sovereign.
"It's a legendary bloodline of the Ancient Races …."
The Two Despairs of the Purple Sovereign had a bitter expression, and most of their knees were already bent.
In front of the powerful bloodline aura of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, they were like ants facing a giant beast. Before they even clashed, their bodies and minds were already defeated.
The combined attack of the two just now only left a fingernail-sized mark on the short-haired youth's body.
Furthermore, that mark instantly healed with the help of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline.
"What strong defense and recovery. Is this the power of a bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races?"
Zhao Feng's body and soul both trembled in fear.
Other than the sealed God's Spiritual Eye, even his bloodline power was completely suppressed, causing him to tremble slightly.
This was the first time Zhao Feng's bloodline power had been completely suppressed. Peng!
Peng! Peng!
A wisp of aura from the suppressed bloodline was sent to the sealed God's Spiritual Eye, and a heartbeat came from the God's Spiritual Eye.
After all, Zhao Feng's bloodline power was a by-product of the God's Spiritual Eye.
"Fuck off!"
The power of the short-haired youth's bloodline was raised to the limit. A layer of ancient black light patterns exploded like a black tornado, spreading to a radius of one to two hundred meters.
Bam! Bang!
The Two Despairs of the Amethyst Sovereign screamed at almost the same time. Their bodies were blown away. Their flesh was a bloody mess. It was as if they had been crushed by a beast.
"Ahhh —"
Both of their bloodied bodies tumbled down from the stage.
The Great Origin Core Realm judges paused for a moment, and shock filled their faces.
"Jiang Fan, 31 consecutive wins, no! Thirty-two consecutive wins … "
One of the judges stuttered.
In the current situation.
The short-haired Jiang Fan's Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline exploded and sent a late-stage and peak Small Origin Core Realm flying.
Hiss!
The crowd took a deep breath, as their hearts shuddered under the suppression of the primordial aura of the bloodline.
None of the crew members beside Zhao Feng could stand.
Loulan Zhishui's body was limp. She leaned on Zhao Feng and barely held on.
However, those who could hold on had their bloodlines stimulated.
"Hahaha … Who else wants to challenge me?"
Jiang Fan laughed proudly as his bloodline aura of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races made everyone around him unable to breathe.
Wherever the short-haired Jiang Fan's gaze passed, the pressure of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline seemed to descend.
Many people felt as if their hearts had been struck by lightning.
Those nearby that wanted to challenge him all lowered their heads.
"The aura of this Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline seems to come from the same source as the Ancient Dream Realm aura that I've absorbed."
Zhao Feng's bloodline was being suppressed, but it was still stimulated.
His bloodline was connected to the God's Spiritual Eye.
"Hmm?"
The short-haired youth's gaze suddenly paused as it scanned over a certain area.
"Faint ancient aura … could there be other bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races …?"
The short-haired youth's bloodline seemed to sense something.
Shua!
His sharp eyes landed on Zhao Feng. Peng!
Peng! Peng!
Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye started to twitch. This familiar feeling came from the Ancient Dream Realm aura he had absorbed, but it hadn't completely merged into his bloodline.
Boom!
Facing the short-haired youth's gaze, Zhao Feng's body shook, as if he was facing the charge of a desolate beast.
The purposeful pressure was stronger than the others.
"It's indeed worthy of being one of the top legendary bloodlines …."
Zhao Feng's blood boiled, but he managed to hold on.
Luckily, his state of existence was comparable to a Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lord with the help of the heart blood essence and the Ancient Dream Realm aura.
Otherwise.
Any other half-step Origin Core Realm or Small Origin Core Realm would have coughed out blood.
"Interesting, your bloodline seems to be related to the Ten Thousand Ancient Races …."
The short-haired youth's eyes lit up.
The aura from Zhao Feng's body that seemed to come from the same source aroused his battle intent and senses.
Furthermore.
The Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline in his body felt as if it was facing a powerful enemy.
The short-haired youth's words made everyone sigh.
Many spectators looked toward Zhao Feng.
They didn't think that there would be another existence close to the Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline in the same place.
"Unfortunately, your cultivation hasn't reached the Origin Core Realm."
The short-haired youth shook his head and put away his battle-intent.
Hu ~
Zhao Feng let out a breath, the pressure from the short-haired youth's bloodline was too strong.
He didn't deny that there was a big difference between his bloodline and the Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline.
The Two Despairs of the Purple Sovereign, one late-stage Small Origin Core Realm and one peak Small Origin Core Realm, were sent flying.
If it was him or the skeletal Division Leader, the outcome would be the same.
"If I don't use my eye-bloodline, it's very likely that I'll be sent flying in one move. Furthermore, the Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline is so strong that even the Void Space Eye Slash might not be able to kill it. "
Zhao Feng analyzed calmly.
After some analysis:
He knew how terrifying the geniuses from the Spiritual Sacred Land were.
No wonder Zhao Yufei was chosen by the Purple Saint Partial Spirit as the successor.
One had to know that the Purple Night Sacred Lord also had a faint bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races. At her peak, she was at the Mystic Light Realm and was only one step away from the Heavenly Divine Realm.
"Brat! You're actually here? Hahaha …. "
A cold and angry laugh sounded from the other side of the arena.
The owner of the voice was the shirt-wearing Sovereign Lord.
"It's him …."
The charming female and Sovereign Lord Sacred Lord were surprised when they saw Zhao Feng in the crowd.
"Hahaha …. I've searched far and wide for you, but I've finally found you. "
The shirt-wearing Sovereign's face was filled with joy.
Instantly!
The aura of a Great Origin Core Realm landed on Zhao Feng.
"This old bastard."
Zhao Feng's expression changed slightly. He didn't think that he would meet the Third Elder of the Gan Cloud Pavilion again.
On that day.
Zhao Feng dug out the heart blood essence and played both sides against the shirt-wearing Sovereign Lord.
"It's the Third Elder of the Gan Cloud Pavilion."
Discussion sounded from the crowd. Many people recognized the shirt-wearing Sovereign Lord.
After all.
The Gan Cloud Pavilion was a peak one-star sect that was only weaker than two-star sects. Its strength was comparable to the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion at its peak.
Whoosh!
The shirt-wearing Elder's figure flashed and arrived before Zhao Feng with a cold expression.
"Brat, hand over the heart blood essence. I won't pursue this matter. "
The shirt-wearing Elder messaged through Spiritual Sense and didn't make a big deal out of it.
After all, he didn't want to make a big deal out of this since it involved a legendary Sacred blood essence like the heart blood essence.
"Hehe, we took the heart blood essence from the whale. What does it have to do with you? Furthermore, we've already used up all of the heart blood essence. "
Zhao Feng slowly messaged.
He wasn't worried about the shirt-wearing Elder attacking him in the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace.
According to Little Horse, no matter how chaotic the outside world was, the Void Ocean Spirit Palace would always be a peaceful place on the Void Ocean.
This was because the Spiritual Sacred Lands were behind the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace.
Even Void God Realm Kings from two-star sects wouldn't dare to cause trouble here.
Not many troublemakers were able to walk out of the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace alive.
"Brat! Don't try to trick me! With the size of the whale, there's a large amount of heart blood essence. Hand over the rest of the heart blood essence and I won't pursue this matter. "
The shirt-wearing Elder snickered coldly.
He wasn't an idiot and knew that Zhao Feng definitely had a large amount of heart blood essence.
"No way!"
Zhao Feng rolled his eyes. The heart blood essence wasn't directly related to the shirt-wearing Elder.
"Hmph! I don't dare to attack you in the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace. But the Gan Cloud Pavilion is one of the top three forces in the nearby islands. If you have the ability, don't leave the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace. "
The shirt-wearing Elder snickered coldly and left.
He indeed didn't dare to attack Zhao Feng in the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace.
However, he didn't believe that Zhao Feng would stay in the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace forever.
Shua!
A short-haired youth landed in front of Zhao Feng right after the shirt-wearing Elder left.
"Jiang Fan!"
Zhao Feng exclaimed. The hearts of the people nearby jumped.
"I'm Jiang Fan from the True Martial Sacred Land. May I ask for this brother's name?"
Jiang Fan smiled faintly.
The spectators in the Coliseum were surprised.
This arrogant genius of the Sacred Land had actually taken the initiative to get to know Zhao Feng?
Jiang Fan's eyes were full of interest as he inspected Zhao Feng.
This scene.
When the dark-robed Sovereign Master, who had just flung his sleeves and left, saw this, the cold smile on his face stiffened.
If Zhao Feng was connected to a genius of the Sacred Land, then even the Gan Cloud Pavilion wouldn't dare to touch Zhao Feng easily.
"I'm just Zhao Feng."
Zhao Feng greeted the two geniuses of the Sacred Land.
The short-haired youth had the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, and his name was Jiang Fan.
The tall, skinny youth had the cultivation of a Great Origin Core Realm, and his name was Chen Yilin.
While the two geniuses were inspecting Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng was also inspecting them.
This was especially so for Jiang Fan, who had the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races.
"The aura of the Ancient Dream Realm can cleanse my state of existence and purify my bloodline. On the other hand, the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races has the same aura. What's the relationship between the two? "
Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.
Unknowingly, he placed more importance on the aura of the Ancient Dream Realm and started to speculate.
"This youth's bloodline has a faint aura of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races. Even if he doesn't have the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, it should be a powerful bloodline from that era."
The two geniuses of the Sacred Land didn't underestimate Zhao Feng.
Even in the Spiritual Sacred Land, the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races was one of the top bloodlines.
The two geniuses of the Sacred Land were surprised to see someone with a bloodline close to the Ten Thousand Ancient Races.
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