With Old Li's explanation, Zhao Feng roughly understood the situation of the Golden Mountain Sect.
Most of the elites of the Golden Mountain Sect were stationed in the True Martial Sacred Land.
The outer forces were numerous and existed in the True Martial Island Zone alongside the other two-star sects.
"Zhao Feng, we'll send some experts and geniuses to the True Martial Sacred Land in two months. Since you have a guest token, you can come with us to the Sacred Land. "
White-bearded Old Li said.
"Thank you, Senior."
Zhao Feng nodded his head. Li Yunya and Loulan Zhishui, who were next to him, had envious expressions.
On the same day.
Old Li settled Zhao Feng and company at the entrance of the Golden Mountain Sect.
The treatment of Zhao Feng and company wasn't bad. They were placed in an independent courtyard.
One had to know that this was the True Martial Island Zone where all the two-star sects gathered. The Void Ocean Spiritual Palace was extremely expensive.
Even if the Gold Mountain Sect had set up a reception point here, the scope was still limited.
"Elder Li, what's that brat's background? Why did he waste our precious guest token? Usually, only those at the late-stage Great Origin Core Realm or higher, or those with special abilities are invited by the clan. "
A Great Origin Core Realm male with a sharp nose said with some unhappiness.
In the Golden Mountain Sect.
Normal Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lords were only outer Elders.
The elders with real power were mostly half step king warriors like White Beard Old Li.
"This brat's talent isn't bad in the Sacred Land. We can take him as a disciple …."
Another Elder said.
Old Li shook his head. "It's just a ten-day guest token. Plus, this brat does have some background. If he's used well, he'll be immeasurable for the Golden Mountain Sect in the future."
As for Zhao Feng's background, Old Li didn't want to talk about it.
How could he not see Zhao Feng's talent and potential?
However, in the Spiritual Sacred Land, the true geniuses were mostly half-disciples of three-star sects.
Within a room in the courtyard:
Zhao Feng sat in a room by himself and cultivated.
Several days later.
He had been consolidating and increasing the 'core' in his body.
With his current physique and soul realm, his cultivation naturally progressed by leaps and bounds.
As long as he increased the number of cores, Zhao Feng wouldn't have any bottlenecks at the Small Origin Core Realm.
A large number of precious materials and pills of the wind and lightning attribute were rapidly consumed by Zhao Feng's hands.
Luckily, he had a lot of capital. When he sealed the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace, he earned a huge sum.
With the help of external forces, Zhao Feng's Core was gradually accumulating and increasing.
Of course.
He had never given up on exploring the Ancient Dream Realm.
Every few days, he would enter the Ancient Dream Realm and absorb the aura of the Ancient Dream Realm into his eye-bloodline power.
Right now.
Zhao Feng could last more than ninety breaths in the Ancient Dream Realm.
Every time he entered, he could absorb a lot of Ancient Dream Realm aura. It was ten times stronger than before.
Therefore.
Zhao Feng's eye-bloodline power was becoming stronger and more condensed. It was increasing by leaps and bounds.
A month passed.
Zhao Feng's soul power had reached the level of a late-stage Great Origin Core Realm, and it was even more condensed.
Within the dimension of his left eye.
The diameter of the eye-bloodline lake had expanded to six hundred yards.
"When the eye-bloodline lake reaches a hundred yards, my God's Spiritual Eye will change once more."
Zhao Feng felt like he was being summoned.
At this point in time.
The effect of the Ancient Dream Realm aura on his soul was greatly reduced.
Zhao Feng estimated that the closer he got to the Void God Realm, the less effective the Ancient Dream Realm aura would be towards him.
On this day.
Zhao Feng entered the Ancient Dream Realm once again.
As his state of existence and soul became stronger, Zhao Feng could last longer and longer in the Ancient Dream Realm.
"Seventy breaths … eighty breaths … ninety breaths …"
Zhao Feng easily lasted until ninety breaths.
Ninety-five breaths … ninety-six breaths … ninety-seven breaths!
Finally.
At ninety-seven breaths, the pressure on Zhao Feng increased, and he barely managed to take a step out of the Ancient Dream Realm.
This was like holding one's breath underwater. The further one went, the greater the pressure on one's chest.
"Ninety-seven breaths. I'm getting closer and closer to a hundred breaths."
Zhao Feng didn't get injured this time, so he left some leeway.
Right now, his main focus was still on consolidating his cultivation.
Over the past few days, Zhao Feng's Core was quickly approaching the middle-stage Small Origin Core Realm.
One had to know.
When Zhao Feng first broke through to the Origin Core Realm, his Core was smaller than a normal Small Origin Core Realm.
However, in terms of True Yuan strength, it was close to the late-stage Small Origin Core Realm.
On the fortieth day after arriving in the True Martial Island Zone:
Zhao Feng was about to enter the Ancient Dream Realm and break through a hundred breaths.
"Little Friend Zhao Feng."
Old Li's voice sounded.
White bearded Old Li came to find Zhao Feng for the first time.
"Old Li."
Zhao Feng came out to greet Old Li.
He hadn't gone into seclusion because he would soon enter the True Martial Sacred Land.
"It's like this. There's still twenty days before the Golden Mountain Sect sends a batch of people into the Sacred Land. Among them are close to ten geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect that will be sent to the Sacred Land. "
Old Li said with a smile.
After saying that, he raised his hand.
Nine geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect stood behind him.
Since these geniuses were sent to the Sacred Land, they could be said to be geniuses of the Quasi-Sacred Land.
"The weakest is at the peak True Lord Rank. Most are at the half-step Origin Core Realm, and there are two at the Small Origin Core Realm."
Zhao Feng's eyes scanned over them.
The talent of these geniuses surpassed the Overwhelming Prodigies of the Azure Flower Continent.
Some of them were at the half-step Origin Core Realm, and they were only in their thirties.
The two early-stage Small Origin Core Realm geniuses weren't even fifty years old.
According to the situation in the outside world.
Those under fifty years old could be considered part of the new generation.
This was because those at the True Lord Rank had three hundred years of lifespan, and those at the Origin Core Realm had several hundred years.
"Little Friend Zhao, these are all juniors of the Golden Mountain Sect. You can teach them before we go to the Sacred Land."
Old Li said with a smile.
"You juniors should talk to Little Friend Zhao when you have time."
At the same time, he signaled the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect with his eyes.
"Understood, Elder."
The nine geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect replied in unison.
They didn't dare to go against the orders of an Elder.
Moreover, Zhao Feng's age and cultivation were enough to earn the admiration of the majority of them.
It wasn't hard for Zhao Feng to guess Old Li's intentions.
He hoped that one or two of the disciples of the Golden Mountain Sect would be able to befriend Zhao Feng.
"Brother Zhao, which expert are you from?"
"To be able to break through to the Origin Core Realm at such a young age, only Brother Yin of the Sacred Land can compare."
These nine geniuses were very curious about Zhao Feng's background.
The male and female were also Sovereigns of the Origin Core Realm.
One of them was a muscular man and the other was a beauty in white.
The eyes of the two flickered as they sized up Zhao Feng. Although they were surprised by his age and talent, they weren't truly convinced.
They were all at the Origin Core Realm, so they should be on equal footing.
Zhao Feng was interested and started to talk to the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect.
After all, these geniuses of the Quasi-Sacred Land came from the peak two-star Golden Mountain Sect. All of their inheritances and cultivation techniques surpassed those of ordinary two-star sects.
With Zhao Feng's soul and comprehension, he also benefited a lot from the conversation.
Next.
Zhao Feng sparred with the nine geniuses of the Quasi-Sacred Land.
There was a special field at the entrance of the Golden Mountain Sect that could prevent the power of the Origin Core Realm from leaking out.
Even the seniors of the Golden Mountain Sect were secretly paying attention to the sparring between geniuses.
Firstly.
Several half-step Origin Core Realm geniuses suggested sparring with Zhao Feng.
"You guys, let's probe him first."
The skinny man, the Origin Core Realm genius, sent a voice transmission.
Naturally.
A half-step Origin Core Realm wasn't enough for Zhao Feng and was easily knocked down.
A few half-step Origin Core Realms couldn't even touch the corner of Zhao Feng's clothes.
"What speed!"
The skinny man and the beauty in white exchanged glances and their expressions stiffened.
Among the geniuses present, only the two of them could barely see Zhao Feng's trajectory.
After defeating a few half-step Origin Core Realms, Zhao Feng felt bored.
Finally.
He proposed to spar with the skinny man and the white-robed beauty, the two Origin Core Realm geniuses.
The words caused the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect to feel ashamed and furious.
However, while the skinny man and the beauty in white were furious, they also let out sighs of relief.
With the strength and speed that Zhao Feng had just displayed, the two of them had little chance of winning in a one on one fight.
In the end.
What was unexpected was …
Plop! Plop!
The two Origin Core Realm geniuses were instantly defeated by Zhao Feng. Whoosh!
Whoosh!
A gust of purple wind flashed past the two Origin Core Realm geniuses.
"Purple Destruction Wind Lightning? Could it be the inheritance of the Wind Lightning Emperor from ten thousand years ago? "
The elders of the Golden Mountain Sect clicked their tongues.
With Zhao Feng's strength, he could instantly kill those of the same cultivation. No one under the Great Origin Core Realm would be his match.
"A person who's related to Duanmu Qing is indeed not simple."
The white-bearded Old Li sighed and couldn't help but feel pity.
The difference in strength between Zhao Feng and the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect was too big.
This meant that his plan wouldn't work.
The two of them weren't on the same level, so it would be hard for them to be friends.
While the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect felt ashamed, they were also completely convinced by Zhao Feng's strength.
"Even Senior Brother Yin, the strongest genius of our sect, might not be a match for him."
The white-clothed beauty gazed at Zhao Feng with adoration.
In the following days:
Due to the difference in strength between the two sides, Zhao Feng didn't interact much with the geniuses of the Golden Mountain Sect.
The girl in white tried to ask Zhao Feng out once or twice, but it was all over the place.
As Zhao Feng cultivated, he would occasionally think of that elegant and quiet girl. That beautiful face of hers that seemed to be filled with resentment.
Back then, Liu Qinxin also wore a snow-white dress, and her figure became clearer and clearer as time passed.
Hu ~
Zhao Feng let out a long breath as a rare look of hatred appeared in his eyes.
With a thought.
Zhao Feng entered the Ancient Dream Realm once again.
Ten breaths … thirty breaths … sixty breaths … ninety breaths.
Ninety breaths later.
The pressure on Zhao Feng increased.
Ninety-five breaths … ninety-seven breaths … ninety-nine breaths.
"One hundred breaths."
Zhao Feng was like a stone statue that had existed for thousands of years, taking root in this ancient and primordial land.
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