Luo Zun's figure that was about to leave suddenly froze, and shock appeared on his face.
Because.
Zhao Feng's warning sounded in his mind.
Furthermore, he didn't feel any signs beforehand.
To be able to do this meant that Luo Zun's soul-level was at least slightly higher than his.
"True Lord Rank bastard … do you think you can threaten the Luo Family with the help of a measly King?"
Luo Zun suppressed the shock in his heart as his expression darkened.
His Divine Sense message landed next to Zhao Feng's ear, but it wasn't able to reach Zhao Feng's soul-level.
This scene caused his heart to tremble.
He couldn't sense Zhao Feng's soul-level at all. From his senses, Zhao Feng was like a dead ocean.
Although Luo Zun was domineering, he was extremely cautious.
Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat's unfathomable aura made him wary.
Furthermore, the Luo Family couldn't directly attack the Zhao Clan right now.
"Then let's try."
Zhao Feng closed his eyes and acted like he wasn't going to do anything.
"Hmph! What a brat. In the true Great Gan Lord Dynasty, the measly Yunling Zhao Clan isn't even a chess piece. At its peak, the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan still had a place, but now …. "
Luo Zun stood proudly in the clouds as a cold smile appeared on his face.
Vaguely, there was a trace of arrogance and superiority in his words.
Luo Zun was using his own method to "warn" and "counterattack" Zhao Feng and destroy the latter's psychological support.
In the Great Gan Lord Dynasty, the Luo Family and the Zhao Clan weren't even on the stage, and the declining Ten Thousand Sacred Clan only had a tiny bit of power left.
However, he, Luo Zun, was connected to the Eighth Prince of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty.
The Great Gan Imperials were the true rulers of the continent zone and the oceans around it.
"Luo Zun!"
Faint ripples appeared in Zhao Feng's heart.
Not only was Luo Zun talented, but he also managed to find a place to stir up the tides in this turbulent era.
His talent and potential were even valued by the royal family.
"Zhao Feng."
Luo Zun's tone was filled with confidence. "It's not too late if you turn back now. Your Zhao Clan can only live for a year at most. Maybe you can live for a while under the protection of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, but in the end, you will die in the river of history. "
When Zhao Feng heard this, a strange feeling arose in his heart.
He was the one who warned Luo Zun, but in the end, Luo Zun turned the tables on him and talked about the bigger picture of the dynasty, asking him to repent.
It was as though Luo Zun was the victor of history.
Zhao Feng sat cross-legged and did not say anything else.
His warning had already been delivered. It was up to the other party whether to listen or not.
But from the looks of it, Luo Zun was so confident that he didn't listen.
Between the clouds.
Luo Zun looked slightly gloomy as he flew toward the Luo Family.
Zhao Feng's willpower was beyond his imagination. What Luo Zun said just now was to destroy Zhao Feng's fighting spirit from a psychological level.
However, Zhao Feng wasn't moved at all and was too lazy to argue with him.
"What does that brat rely on?"
Luo Zun felt defeated.
This time, he had volunteered to take action against the Zhao Clan and controlled everything from the shadows.
The result was that he had to return in defeat.
He was the number one genius of the Tianfeng Great Island Zone, but he was defeated by a youth more than a dozen years younger than him.
The humiliation and helplessness made him feel extremely frustrated.
In terms of age, Zhao Feng, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, wasn't even half his age.
"Brother Luo!"
When they got close to the Luo Family, the sound of flying came from the clouds along with the disturbance of a King's Magnificent Power.
"Eighth Prince."
Luo Zun's expression relaxed slightly as he looked at the gentle male wearing a dragon robe.
"Brother Luo! What's wrong? Did this mission not go well? "
The Eighth Prince could tell that Luo Zun's expression wasn't right.
The two were close, so Luo Zun didn't hide anything and told him what happened.
"From the looks of it, that Zhao Feng isn't simple. Ever since the battle with Xin Wuheng, Brother Luo hasn't met such a setback."
The Eighth Prince's eyes twinkled as he murmured.
From his expression, Luo Zun's frustration this time was second only to the last time.
"Xin Wuheng!"
Luo Zun muttered this name as his eyes became filled with hatred and battle-intent. "I'll take care of this brat first and then go challenge him."
The Eighth Prince knew that the defeat half a year ago was Luo Zun's biggest humiliation.
In less than ten moves, Luo Zun had lost to a half-step King.
"After analyzing it, I think that Xin Wuheng purposely suppressed his cultivation to the half-step King level and didn't want to break through to the Void God Realm. After all, his Intent has reached the level of an Emperor. "
The Eighth Prince said.
When mentioning Xin Wuheng, he was filled with regret.
The Eighth Prince wasn't able to recruit such a genius, but the Fourth Prince, who was the strongest and had the highest chance of becoming the Crown Prince, successfully made him a guest advisor.
"What benefit does he get from purposely suppressing his cultivation? Could it be …?"
Luo Zun suddenly thought of something.
"That's right! The Divine Illusion Dimension. " The Eighth Prince smiled faintly, "The path to the Divine Illusion Dimension is very dangerous for a Void God Realm King. However, half-step Kings have at least a 70% chance of success. "
With this analysis, everything made sense.
In order to enter the Divine Illusion Dimension safely, Xin Wuheng suppressed his cultivation to the half-step King level. Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The two flew side by side toward the Luo Family.
"Eighth Prince, did you like my sister's interaction?"
Luo Zun suddenly smiled.
The Eighth Prince had a high status. If his little sister could marry him, it would be a great help to him and the Luo Family.
Even if his little sister was just a concubine, the Luo Family would be willing.
"Lady Shui 'er, I fell in love with her at first sight, but …."
The Eighth Prince smiled bitterly.
"Hmm? Is Shui 'er not willing? "
Luo Zun thought of a problem.
The Luo Family and his brother had never tried to get Luo Shui 'er's opinion regarding this marriage and the Eighth Prince's interference.
From Luo Zun's perspective:
Being able to marry the Eighth Prince, even if it was just as a concubine, was something that normal girls would want.
Furthermore, the Eighth Prince had promised that he would do his best to make Luo Shui 'er his first wife.
Within a room near a mountain and a lake in the Luo Family:
"Father, Big Brother, when did I agree to break off the marriage? Did you ever try to get my opinion? "
A girl with long hair and a green dress started to cry.
The girl's skin was as white as jade, and she was as beautiful as a fairy. She was like a lotus that had been washed by the rain.
Facing the girl's crying, Luo Zun and his father looked at each other in silence.
Their father and Luo Zun both loved Luo Shui 'er a lot.
However:
The Head of the Luo Family and Luo Zun had never tried to get Luo Shui 'er's opinion on breaking off the marriage.
As a result, Luo Shui 'er's reputation had been ruined by Zhao Feng's letter of divorce.
A wave of guilt appeared in their hearts, but it was soon extinguished.
Compared to this:
Being related to the Eighth Prince and the imperials was something that the Luo Family and Luo Zun couldn't resist.
The next day:
Zhao Feng returned to the Yang Family Castle and continued to cultivate in his courtyard.
After destroying the Yin Family, Zhao Feng had accumulated a large amount of resources and body-strengthening medicines, which was enough for him to cultivate for a while.
At this moment in time:
His cultivation had reached the late-stage True Lord Rank, and it was still steadily increasing.
However, he still needed some motivation to break through to the fourth level of the Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body.
Seeing this:
Zhao Feng put most of his effort into cultivating the Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique.
The higher the level of the Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique, the more effective it would be.
Several days later:
Zhao Feng's cultivation was close to the peak True Lord Rank, and his Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique was also close to the peak fourth level.
"My Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body should be able to break through to the fourth level in another half a month, and my cultivation should be able to recover to the Origin Core Realm in two months."
Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.
The reconstruction plan was carried out in an orderly manner.
When Zhao Feng returned to the Void God Realm, his foundation would be much stronger than his previous life, and it would increase his chances of breaking through to the Mystic Light Realm.
On this day.
Zhao Feng's cultivation was interrupted.
"Feng 'er! The Luo Family has sent people over, and they're looking for you …. "
Grandfather Zhao hurried over.
"The Luo Family?"
Zhao Feng got up and walked out of the courtyard.
A while later:
Zhao Feng saw the representatives of the Luo Family in a side hall of the Zhao Clan.
There were a total of three people from the Luo Family.
The one in the middle was a Primal Core Realm old man. He had a fat face and big ears, and he had the gift of gab.
"Zhao Feng. I'm representing the Family Head to invite you to the Luo Family's banquet to discuss the marriage. The Family Head will think that you're just being childish, and I heard that Lady Luo Shui 'er has a good impression of you …. "
The Fat Faced Old Man chattered on.
Zhao Feng and company from the Zhao Clan were stunned.
Zhao Feng obviously wasn't interested in the banquet, and he didn't want to go.
Furthermore, only Zhao Feng was invited to the banquet.
"Feng 'er, this is probably a scheme of the Luo Family."
The upper echelons of the Zhao Clan were worried.
Grandfather Zhao suspected that this was a trap.
"I've already written the divorce letter. There's no need to find out."
Zhao Feng said with a frown.
However, the fat faced elder wasn't willing to give up. He wanted to use his silver tongue to persuade Zhao Feng and promised him all kinds of dreams.
"I'll be leaving."
Zhao Feng didn't bother with him. He left the three representatives of the Luo Family behind and prepared to cultivate again.
"Brat! Don't be so arrogant! "
Seeing this, the fat faced elder was finally angry. "The Luo Family is giving you face by inviting you … A small Zhao Clan is like an egg hitting a rock in front of the Luo Family."
The fat faced elder scolded and lectured at the same time.
Zhao Feng vaguely understood that this was a scheme of the Luo Family. If he injured this person, the Luo Family would have a reason to use force.
At a certain moment.
The sound of flying came from the sky, accompanied by the Intent of a half-step King.
"Is Zhao Feng here?"
A general in blue robes floated in the air above the Zhao Clan and pushed out a shiny silver token.
Weng ~ ~
The token expanded to a thousand feet and was surrounded by purple dragon patterns. A mysterious and unfathomable Monarch Dragon Might connected with the dynasty's Luck in the vast universe.
"Lord Token!"
Some of the upper echelons of the Zhao Clan, including the fat faced elder, were stunned.
Under the Noble Order, everyone had the illusion that they were facing a "monarch", and they instinctively felt a sense of submission.
"Greetings, Lord Lord."
The upper echelons of the Zhao Clan and the fat faced elder bowed respectfully. Those with low cultivation even knelt down instinctively.
"I am."
Zhao Feng walked over with a surprised expression.
"Zhao Feng, the Lord Palace wants you to be a guest."
The blue-robed general's gaze landed on Zhao Feng, and he faintly smiled in a polite manner.
"The Lord Palace … wants me to be a guest?"
The fat faced elder and the other two from the Luo Family seemed to choke.
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