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Chapter 659

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The one-horned beast's body was covered in a layer of violet scales, and it was surrounded by violet flames. It gave off a massive King's Power as it descended above the pond.

Under the protection of the Magnificent Power, Meng Xi was less than five yards away from the Demigod's blood essence.

Near the pond in the Mental Healing Palace:

The geniuses of the Sacred Lands held their breaths in shock.

At such a close distance, no one could stop Meng Xi now that there was a beast King present.

"Could it be that the Demigod's blood is going to fall into Meng Xi's hands?"

Lei Zhen, Senior Martial Brother Nan, and company looked at each other.

The two geniuses also looked at Zhao Feng with questioning gazes.

Zhao Feng had formed half-step King intent, so he might be able to disturb Meng Xi.

As for Mo Tianyu, he was also from the Thousand Darkness Sacred Clan, so he didn't fight with Meng Xi.

"If she can easily take the Demigod's blood, then there's nothing I can say."

Zhao Feng's left eye locked onto Meng Xi and the Demigod's blood.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to fight against the combination of Meng Xi and the beast King.

The Demigod's blood contained a terrifying Divine Power, and it also had its own spirituality.

If the Demigod's blood was just an item without any spirituality, then Zhao Feng's Spatial Movement would have succeeded already.

Under the gazes of the other geniuses:

Meng Xi slowly approached the Demigod's blood.

A faint blush appeared on her beautiful face, and her breathing quickened.

"A drop of the Demigod's blood essence contains such a powerful Divine Power …."

Meng Xi's eyebrows furrowed, and she felt extremely tired.

This was under the protection of a King's Magnificent Power.

With every step closer, she could feel the hostility from the Demigod's blood become more obvious.

Weng ~ ~

The Demigod's blood glittered with a golden light, and an invisible Divine Power spread in every direction.

In this instant:

Sand and stone flew around the Mental Healing Palace, and the terrifying Divine Power created a tornado. Bam!

Bam! Bam!

The bodies of the geniuses near the pond were sent flying.

Wah! Wah!

Some of the nearby geniuses spat out blood and fell to the ground.

Blood leaked out of Lei Zhen's mouth as he was pushed back several yards.

Senior Martial Brother Nan and Mo Tianyu were pushed back.

"As expected."

Zhao Feng stood on the spot, his figure swaying.

Meng Xi, who was the closest, was protected by a King's Magnificent Energy, but she still let out a muffled groan. Her blood surged, and her face turned red.

"This Meng Xi's bloodline talent leans towards the soul. Her physical body isn't that strong. If it was me, I might have succeeded. "

Zhao Feng thought to himself.

Reality proved that even normal Kings couldn't easily absorb the Demigod's blood.

The geniuses let out sighs of relief.

However, Meng Xi didn't give up. She still had the highest chance of obtaining the demigod's blood.

"Return!"

With the support of her Magnificent Power, Meng Xi waved her hand, and a mysterious suction force enveloped the Demigod's blood.

A layer of dreamy light enveloped the Demigod's blood.

Buzz!

The Demigod's blood was like an intelligent being that struggled.

Boom!

The single-horned beast let out a low roar, and the mighty power of a monarch descended. The surrounding space was seeped into and isolated by a layer of purple lightning.

The two teamed up and managed to stop the Demigod's blood.

Buzz! Boom ~ ~ ~ ~!

The Divine Power of the Demigod's blood swept through the air.

The geniuses near the pond were once again affected, and they retreated far away.

"Retreat first!"

Zhao Feng resisted the Divine Power of the Demigod's blood and slowly retreated.

At the same time:

He glanced at the warm youth on the roof out of the corner of his eye and became wary.

However, Wen Luoan's eyes were locked onto the Demigod's blood and didn't seem to pay much attention to Zhao Feng.

"I'll let this girl use up some of the Demigod's blood's Divine Power."

The warm youth stood with his hands behind his back.

The shockwaves didn't affect him at all.

At this moment in time:

Most of the geniuses were uneasy, and they retreated ten yards away.

For now, no one dared to fight Meng Xi for the Demigod's blood.

At this moment:

Meng Xi became the only main character near the pond.

"Why isn't Senior Martial Brother Nangong here?"

Zhao Feng thought of something and asked Dong Wenjian.

Nan Gongsheng was ranked first amongst the top ten geniuses of the Sacred Land. If he came personally, he might be able to fight with Meng Xi.

"Senior Martial Brother Nangong is still collecting the Qiankun Sword. He should've received the news by now."

Dong Wenjian said.

Someone from the Heart Healing Palace had already gone to the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower to inform Nan Gongsheng.

Only Meng Xi was left next to the pond, trying her best to absorb the Demigod's blood.

She tried her best, but she only managed to get the Demigod's blood a little closer.

"If Nan Gongsheng comes, the situation will become complicated."

Meng Xi's heart tightened.

Time passed by slowly.

The Demigod's blood was still struggling.

The crowd wore nervous looks on their faces.

After all, the Demigod's blood was getting closer and closer to Meng Xi's hand.

"What method is Meng Xi using to control the King beast?"

Zhao Feng's figure slowly retreated.

Soon.

His gaze landed on the purple-scaled horn in Meng Xi's other hand that never left her hand.

"So that's how it is."

Zhao Feng immediately understood.

Without outside help, it would be hard for Meng Xi to control the King beast even if she had the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races.

However.

Zhao Feng didn't understand why the purple-scaled horn was able to control the King beast in the Demigod Forgotten Garden.

After thinking about it, there was only one possibility – the purple-scaled horn came from the Demigod Forgotten Garden, and it could be used to control one-horned beasts.

"Junior Martial Brother Zhao, you're not going to fight anymore?"

Dong Wenjian and Brother Nan were puzzled as they saw Zhao Feng retreat further and further away.

Of the geniuses present, Zhao Feng had formed half-step King intent, so he had the highest chance of disturbing Meng Xi.

"I'll give up on the Demigod's blood for now."

Zhao Feng replied.

After saying that.

He walked further and further away, leaving the courtyard where the pond was.

"Even if I manage to steal the Demigod's blood, I won't be able to escape unscathed from Meng Xi, the beast King, the warm youth, and the others."

Zhao Feng calculated in his heart.

So:

His first step was to give up on the Demigod's blood.

He wasn't faking it.

Zhao Feng really left the Heart Healing Palace.

Miao miao!

Zhao Feng reached out and picked up the little thieving cat.

The little thieving cat hiccuped and started to act crazily at Zhao Feng.

The smell of alcohol made Zhao Feng's eyebrows furrow.

Eye of Ice Soul.

Zhao Feng's left eye was like a deep blue abyss that chilled the little thieving cat's soul.

Miao ~ ~

The little thieving cat shuddered and sobered up.

"Little thieving cat, you stay in the Heart Healing Palace."

Zhao Feng ordered.

The little thieving cat glanced in the direction of Meng Xi and the beast King and shook its head.

It was an agile spiritual pet, so its physical strength wasn't strong. How could it withstand the pressure of the Demigod's blood?

A hiccup from the beast King would probably rip off a layer of its skin.

"You stay here and keep watch."

Zhao Feng obviously didn't have any hopes of the little thieving cat fighting for the Demigod's blood.

With its body, it probably wouldn't even be able to get within a few dozen yards of the Demigod's blood.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat finally nodded, and then its eyes began to spin, revealing a hint of craftiness as it gestured at Zhao Feng.

"Hmm? It's good that you understand my plan. "

Zhao Feng paused for a moment.

The little thieving cat was indeed worthy of being an old fox; it quickly saw through Zhao Feng's plan.

Shua!

The little thieving cat disappeared in a flash, hiding itself in a corner of the Cultivating Heart Hall.

Zhao Feng sat on the flaming horse he had tamed with two dragonfly-men behind him.

"As long as an expert like Meng Xi is here, there's no point in me staying in the Heart Healing Palace. Only in the Eye of Heaven state can I possess the complete King Intent! "

He left the Heart Healing Palace without looking back.

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