"What …!?"
Senior Martial Brother Jiu exclaimed as his palm landed on Zhao Feng, but the latter didn't move an inch.
Even if he specialized in the Dao of the Soul and his close-combat abilities were average, this was still the full-power palm of a Sovereign Lord.
Weng ~ ~
A layer of dark purple scales appeared on Zhao Feng's body, and his defense had reached a level that even Sovereign Lords would be scared of.
The defensive bloodline of the Purple Scaled Grass made use of Zhao Feng's powerful body to the extreme.
If it were a Sovereign with a normal body, no matter how much Purple Scaled Grass they ate, they wouldn't have such an effect.
"Seal!"
Zhao Feng still didn't bother with Senior Martial Brother Jiu as he circulated his bloodline power and completely sealed the golden skeleton.
The golden skeleton lost the ability to struggle.
Next:
A strong surge of eye-bloodline power appeared in Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye, and wisps of Purple Destruction Lightning-Fire started to appear in his left eye.
Whoosh ~ ~
Black smoke rose from the frozen golden skeleton, and the flames in its eye sockets became chaotic and fearful.
"Siii!"
Senior Martial Brother Jiu, who was connected to Zhao Feng's soul, couldn't help but groan.
Under the effect of the Purple Destruction Eye Flame that could penetrate both material and soul, the mental imprint that came from the golden skeleton was being rapidly worn away.
"Don't even think about it!"
Senior Martial Brother Jiu saw through Zhao Feng's intentions and became enraged. A dark flame surged from his body and wrapped around Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng's expression was cold as he focused on wiping away the mental energy imprint on the golden skeleton.
Within the dimension of his left eye:
The eye-bloodline lake had reached a radius of eight hundred yards.
Over the past year or so, Zhao Feng had been cultivating the Ten Thousand Divine Thoughts Technique, refining his soul and absorbing an ocean of Ancient Dream Realm aura.
His soul was only slightly weaker than a half-step King.
It was even more condensed than a normal half-step King, and this was all because of the Ancient Dream Realm aura and the Ten Thousand Divine Thoughts Technique.
Therefore:
In terms of the soul, Zhao Feng had an overwhelming advantage.
Furthermore, he was using the God's Spiritual Eye to unleash the power of the Purple Destruction Eye Flame, which suppressed the Dao of Ghost-Corpses.
"Poof!"
Senior Brother Jiu's attack was even more powerful, striking Zhao Feng once again.
The surface of Zhao Feng's purple scaly skin caved in a little, but it quickly recovered.
You should know.
Zhao Feng didn't just have this kind of defensive bloodline. He also had the Water Bloodline, which was top-notch in terms of defense and healing.
Even if Senior Brother Jiu's attack was twice as strong and could cause some damage to Zhao Feng, it would still be useless before Zhao Feng's powerful recovery ability.
"Twenty percent … thirty percent … forty percent …"
Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye quickly erased Senior Brother Jiu's mental imprint on the golden skeleton.
Meanwhile.
He was multitasking and even used the Dark Heart Seal to enslave the golden skeleton.
"A Supreme Lord-level skeleton. In the future, the Hundred Cursed Corpses will have a leader."
The skeletal Division Leader within the Ten Thousand Ghost Pearl was extremely excited. It could sense what was happening outside through the Dark Heart Seed.
"Stop!"
Senior Martial Brother Jiu was enraged and even took out his weapon to attack Zhao Feng even more fiercely.
However.
He found that his attacks were becoming weaker and weaker.
The Ghost Corpse Cursed Formation was constantly devouring his energy and soul.
"Arghhh!"
Under the power of the Ghost Corpse Cursed Formation, the sword cultivator was reduced to a puddle of blood. He let out a miserable shriek as he died.
Senior Brother Jiu felt a coldness spread through his body.
A strong sense of danger caused his face to turn pale. His battle power was weakened to 60-70%. Even though he was proficient in the soul path and had strong resistance, he couldn't withstand it.
"If I don't run now, there won't be any hope."
Senior Brother Jiu's scalp went numb. The blue-haired youth was like a dragon-scaled beast.
He was a Sovereign Lord, but he couldn't injure him at all.
"Sixty percent … seventy percent … eighty percent …"
Zhao Feng's speed became faster and faster.
Run!
Senior Brother Jiu was scared out of his wits. Once Zhao Feng was free, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't follow in the footsteps of the youth.
This new Core disciple of the Mystic True Sacred Clan might be one of the top ten geniuses of the Sacred Land.
Hu ~ ~
Within the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array, a thick cloud of ghostly flames enveloped Senior Brother Jiu.
"Eighty percent … ninety percent … one hundred percent!"
Zhao Feng's Purple Destruction Eye Flame had successfully erased the mark on the golden skeleton, and the Dark Heart Seal was about to be completed.
Sou!
Senior Brother Jiu used a secret technique and turned into a ghastly figure that barely managed to escape the range of the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array.
However, in the next instant.
He faced the charge of more than a dozen ancient crocodiles and many Demonic fish. Peng!
Peng! Peng!
Senior Brother Jiu's Yuan Qi was quickly expended as he fought his way out.
"Hehe, done."
Zhao Feng used the Dark Heart Seal to successfully enslave the golden skeleton.
His Dark Heart Seal didn't just work on humans and beasts; it was also effective on ghost-corpses.
Whoosh!
The golden skeleton charged out of the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array and attacked Senior Brother Jiu from behind.
"Damn it …!"
Senior Brother Jiu gritted his teeth in anger.
The Sovereign monster that he had raised for more than a dozen years was instantly taken by his opponent. The humiliation left a shadow in his heart.
At the same time.
"Argh! Argh! "
The other four Core disciples died under the attacks of the ancient crocodiles and Demonic fish. Their bodies were dragged into the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array.
This scene made Senior Brother Jiu tremble in fear.
So —
From the beginning to the end, Zhao Feng was fighting on multiple fronts.
He had at least three fronts.
On the first front, he controlled the ancient crocodiles and Demonic fish to capture the other four Core disciples.
On the second front, he controlled the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array to suppress the youth who cultivated the Sword Dao.
On the third front, he erased the golden skeleton's mark.
Of course, the third front was the most important, and it took up most of Zhao Feng's energy.
Right now.
Zhao Feng controlled the golden skeleton to chase after Senior Brother Jiu.
Next to the lake.
The Core disciples of the Sacred Land had their mouths open.
"Grandmaster control. His strength is comparable to the top ten geniuses of the Sacred Land …."
The female beast tamer's eyes were filled with shock.
The geniuses of the sacred grounds could only watch as their Senior Brother Jiu lost both his wife and his men.
On a hidden hill near the Smoky Wave Lake.
Three or four Core disciples were gathered together.
If Zhao Feng was present, he would definitely recognize that these Core disciples came from the Mystic True Sacred Clan.
The one leading them was one of the top ten geniuses of the Sacred Land, Chen Yilin.
"Senior Brother Chen, Zhao Feng has the strength to kill Jiu Mozhi and company in one fell swoop."
Jiang Fan said in disbelief.
One had to know that Jiu Mozhi's cultivation had reached the middle stages of the Great Origin Core Realm, and he had a Sovereign Lord golden skeleton. His battle-power was comparable to the top ten geniuses.
On top of that, the youth who cultivated the Dao of the Sword also came from a famous clan in the True Martial Sacred Land.
Such a team had been defeated by Zhao Feng alone, almost completely annihilated.
"We've underestimated Zhao Feng."
Chen Yilin had a solemn expression.
Their group had hidden here in hopes of watching Zhao Feng's show.
"This means that we won't be able to help and have the initiative to negotiate with Zhao Feng."
The other early-stage Great Origin Core Realm genius said in a deep tone.
Chen Yilin and company also saw how Zhao Feng controlled the army of the Water race.
Their original plan was to wait for Zhao Feng to suffer and run into danger before helping him and taking control of the situation.
If they wanted to take over the Purple Smoke Lake and obtain the treasures, Zhao Feng's army would be of great use.
Right at this moment:
"Arghh!"
One of Senior Brother Jiu's arms was sliced off by the golden skeleton.
This was mainly because he was weakened in the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array. His strength had dropped to 50-60%, and he was being harassed by the ancient crocodile and the Yao fish.
Finally.
Senior-apprentice Brother Jiu sacrificed an arm to escape.
"This Zhao Feng is too ruthless. He killed several Core disciples of the Sacred Lands. "
"He's from a three-star sect, and he killed them in self-defense. Those two-star sects can't do anything to him."
The geniuses of the Sacred Lands next to the lake were filled with wariness and respect for Zhao Feng.
Not only was Zhao Feng strong and decisive, but he also had the three-star Mystic True Sacred Clan behind him.
After this battle:
Although Zhao Feng had lost some of his subordinates, he had gained a lot.
His Ghost Corpse Cursed Array had absorbed the essence and soul of several Sovereigns and even Sovereign Lords.
Furthermore.
Enslaving a Sovereign Lord golden skeleton and putting it into the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array was like adding wings to a tiger.
After resting for an hour:
Zhao Feng controlled the Water Race army and started to replenish their forces.
His army wasn't just limited to the crocodile and Yao fish. It also included other creatures, such as the Water Yao Snake and Water Cuttlefish.
This kind of water-kind army had all kinds of functions, such as attacking, defending, scouting, logistics, assassination, and so on.
Half a day later:
Zhao Feng's army had seven to eight hundred soldiers. Sixty percent of them were Yao fish, and there were twenty to thirty ancient crocodiles.
The terrifying strength of this army made the geniuses of the sacred grounds tremble in fear.
"So scary!"
"This Zhao Feng probably wants to dominate the Purple Smoke Lake and monopolize the resources here."
The geniuses around the Purple Smoke Lake tried their best to avoid Zhao Feng.
Everyone had seen what happened to Brother Jiu and the others.
Under Zhao Feng's control, such a large army harvested all sorts of treasures in an orderly manner.
Zhao Feng's wealth was also getting stronger.
Just the harvest in the past half a day had already surpassed some half-step Kings.
At the same time:
The number of Purple Scaled Grass was also increasing.
"Eighty-one … eighty-three …"
Zhao Feng counted.
He had already used thirty to forty Purple Scaled Grass, and he felt that the effects were getting worse.
But this was within reason.
No external force could increase one's strength limitlessly. Even the aura of the Ancient Dream Realm was no exception.
Bo! Bo! Bo!
The sound of footsteps came from the surface of the lake.
Chen Yilin and a few other Core disciples moved closer to Zhao Feng.
"Junior Martial Brother Zhao."
Chen Yilin spoke with a smile.
Zhao Feng controlled his army and opened up a path for Chen Yilin and company to approach.
He wasn't very wary of other disciples from the Sacred Clan.
Before entering the Demigod Forgotten Garden, the Regulations Elder had given the order that the disciples of the Sacred Clan were not allowed to kill each other.
"Senior Martial Brother Chen, what can I do for you?"
Zhao Feng smiled as he glanced at Chen Yilin and Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan's expression was slightly awkward, and he remained silent.
Life was just like that.
Back when the three of them met in the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace, they never would have thought that they would have the chance to work together in the Demigod Forgotten Garden.
"Junior Martial Brother Zhao."
Chen Yilin spoke in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, "Although your army is strong, it's not enough if you want to obtain the true treasures in the depths of the Purple Smoke Lake. You have to know that there are legendary mermaids in the depths of the Purple Smoke Lake, and there are even King-level existences …. "
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