Faced with Kong Feiling, Liu Tianfan was extremely cautious and solemn.
The battle had only just begun.
"Purple Flame Protection!"
A dark purple flaming armor covered Liu Tianfan's body, and it released a surge of flames.
Maybe because his opponent was too strong, but the battle-power that Liu Tianfan displayed right from the start was even stronger than when he fought against Zhao Feng.
Shua!
With a flash of multi-colored light, Kong Feiling arrived before Liu Tianfan with an elegant step.
Although it seemed slow, it was actually faster than Zhao Feng's Wings of Wind and Lightning.
Weng ~ ~
A rainbow-colored light feather phantom image rose from Kong Feiling's lily-white hand. It was like a hundred flowers blooming, gorgeous and brilliant, as it slashed at Liu Tianfan.
Hu ~ ~
After completing the Purple Flame Protection, Liu Tianfan punched out with both fists and sent out two dark purple flaming dragons that roared. The heat was enough to instantly kill normal Small Origin Core Realms.
"From the looks of it, Liu Tianfan wasn't able to use his full battle-power when fighting me."
Zhao Feng murmured in a low tone.
No matter what, Liu Tianfan's cultivation surpassed him by too much. Furthermore, Zhao Feng's speed and agility were also limiting factors.
Crack!
The sound of something shattering came from the arena.
Liu Tianfan exclaimed as he retreated in a ruffled state.
The purple flaming armor on his body was shattered by Kong Feiling's casual slash.
Kong Feiling's movements were elegant and calm. With a gentle wave of her jade-like hand, beautiful and crystalline light feather phantoms appeared.
The light flashed with a mysterious and noble aura, and it showed signs of becoming solid.
Wah!
Liu Tianfan spat out a mouthful of blood before he could even last three moves.
"The strength of the number one Core disciple of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan is indeed worthy of its name."
"Kong Feiling didn't even use her Imperial Dao bloodline, but Liu Tianfan couldn't fight back at all."
The spectators broke out into chaos.
Many disciples were stunned by Kong Feiling's strength.
"Not only did Kong Feiling not use her Imperial Dao bloodline, she didn't even use her full strength."
Zhao Feng saw it even more clearly.
This feeling was similar to when Zhao Feng fought Huang Yunhu.
"Let's end it! Liu Tianfan, your strength hasn't improved much either … "
Kong Feiling chuckled.
As soon as he said this, his half-step King intent brought with it a formless Magnificent Power that suppressed the air.
Bzzz!
Kong Feiling's body was enveloped by the outline of a huge seven-colored feather. It extended hundreds of feet and was beautiful and majestic.
"This is Kong Feiling's imperial bloodline."
Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.
Peng!
Liu Tianfan's body was like a piece of paper as Kong Feiling pushed him through the air. He vomited blood and was sent flying out of the arena.
"Kong Feiling wins!" The referee announced.
There was no suspense in this battle.
If Kong Feiling had not gone easy on him, Liu Tianfan would not have been able to last one or two moves.
"Kong Feiling, ranked 298th on the Royal Roll."
There was some relevant information in Zhao Feng's memory.
After all, the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan was a three-star power, and their Head Core disciple wasn't any weaker than the other three-star powers.
The weakest of the Imperial Roll geniuses were at the half-step Origin Core Realm or the peak Great Origin Core Realm.
From this, one could guess how strong Luo Zun, who was ranked in the top one hundred, was.
Within the secret realm arena:
As time passed, more and more disciples were eliminated from the sect.
From two hundred to one hundred and fifty, from one hundred and fifty to one hundred.
The number of geniuses participating decreased.
This meant that:
The chances of Zhao Feng and Kong Feiling meeting each other increased.
According to the rules of the selection, the number of opponents that had not fought before would be closer.
Finally, two days before the end of the selection:
Zhao Feng and Kong Feiling ran into each other.
"I'm very interested in your true strength."
Kong Feiling smiled faintly.
Before the selection started, her half-step King Intent felt like it had sunk into the ocean when she tried to test Zhao Feng.
She felt that Zhao Feng's true strength wasn't revealed when he fought Liu Tianfan.
"I admit defeat."
Zhao Feng casually glanced at Kong Feiling and the judge before jumping off the stage.
This scene made Kong Feiling feel like she was choking, and she stomped her foot hard.
The rest of the spectators were also startled.
According to the rules, since Zhao Feng had the strength to become one of the top three Core disciples of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, he should have exchanged a few blows with Kong Feiling.
However, no one expected Zhao Feng to admit defeat so decisively.
Within the secret realm, the two Void God Realm Kings also had regretful expressions.
The two Void God Realm Kings could tell that Zhao Feng had some secrets that he probably didn't want to see.
The more that was the case, the more curious they were about Zhao Feng.
"Hmph! Let's see if you can't expose yourself after we enter the Divine Illusion Dimension. "
Kong Feiling snickered coldly and walked off the arena in disappointment.
In the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, she was unrivalled among the younger generation. The only person she couldn't see through was Zhao Feng, which made her slightly interested.
However, he didn't want to fight with her. This made her feel helpless and frustrated.
Another two days later, the Divine Illusion Trials ended.
After more than 20 days of repeated eliminations, there were finally 60 absolute elite disciples who had been selected.
Zhao Feng scanned the crowd, but he didn't see Senior Martial Sister Wan Rong.
It was reasonable that Senior Martial Sister Wan hadn't passed the Divine Illusion Trials since she had just reached the True Lord Rank.
The lowest cultivation of the sixty disciples was at the peak True Lord Rank or half-step Origin Core Realm.
These disciples all had battle-power at least at the half-step Origin Core Realm.
Huang Yunhu and Senior Martial Brother Guang were also present.
Sou! Sou! Sou!
The disciples that had passed the trials all left the secret realm. Those that had been eliminated had left long ago.
A while later.
A total of sixty elite disciples appeared on the ancient mountain range.
"Junior Martial Brother Zhao, congratulations on passing the Divine Illusion Trials. You must grasp this fortune."
Senior Martial Sister Wan Rong was waiting on the mountain range.
Although she wasn't in a good mood, her blessings for Zhao Feng came from the bottom of her heart.
Zhao Feng sighed in his heart. Back then, in order to hide some of his secrets, he used a heart-controlling technique to make Senior Martial Sister Wan Rong have a good impression of him.
Now, Senior Martial Sister Wan Rong's impression of him was increasing day by day.
After all, in her eyes, that handsome youth had risen and matured step by step, becoming a dazzling star in the eyes of tens of thousands of people.
However, Senior Martial Sister Wan Rong knew that the distance between her and Zhao Feng was becoming bigger and bigger.
"There's still a month or so until the Divine Illusion Dimension opens. Go back and consolidate your strength and study the Divine Illusion Dimension. "
The two Kings said a few words in the air before disappearing.
After passing the Divine Illusion Trials, every disciple would receive a set of secret information regarding the Divine Illusion Dimension.
Zhao Feng also received this information.
Zhao Feng couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment as he quickly scanned through the so-called secret information.
It was obvious that this information was miles away from the one that Duke Nanfeng had given him in terms of both content and depth.
Zhao Feng guessed that the disciples of Kings and Emperors would be able to obtain even more secret information.
Zhao Feng had already learned everything about the Divine Illusion Dimension from the imperials.
Just as Duke Nanfeng had said, people didn't even know 10% of the Divine Illusion Dimension.
"There's still a month or so left. I should focus on raising my foundation."
Zhao Feng murmured.
After returning to his residence, Zhao Feng immediately opened the array and put up the seclusion token.
For the next month or so:
With sufficient resources, Zhao Feng focused on cultivation, and his cultivation was naturally progressing rapidly.
One month later:
Zhao Feng's cultivation had broken through to the middle-stages of the Small Origin Core Realm.
Of course, a lot of resources were used to increase his cultivation.
Zhao Feng's Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique also became stronger.
However, right now:
His Wind Lightning Technique was stuck at the peak fifth level and hadn't broken through to the sixth level yet.
"On the other hand, my cultivation is limiting the speed of my Wind Lightning Technique."
Zhao Feng murmured.
If he had reached the Great Origin Core Realm or the peak late-stage Small Origin Core Realm, his Wind Lightning Technique might have broken through to the sixth level already.
In this one month:
Zhao Feng's cultivation of the Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body didn't stop.
After passing the Divine Illusion Trials, Zhao Feng started to taste the benefits of having a strong physical body.
If one's body was truly strong, they could ignore their opponent's cultivation and bloodline and crush them.
The child Demigod was like this back then.
The child Demigod's Sacred Body was able to suppress the Emperor of Death's body when he was only a King.
On the other hand, Zhao Feng's Sacred Lightning Body was even stronger than the Golden Kun Sacred Body.
The Sacred Lightning Body that Zhao Feng cultivated contained the element of Lightning, and when it reached a certain level, everything that passed by would be turned into ashes by the power of lightning within his body.
Zhao Feng didn't even need to do anything; anyone that attacked him would be turned into ashes.
In the future, when the Five Elemental Wind Lightning was completed, his Sacred Lightning Body would be immune to all sorts of attacks from the Five Elements.
Right now:
Zhao Feng had only cultivated the Water of Wind Lightning, so he had a certain amount of resistance against the elements of Ice and Water.
If he also cultivated the Wood of Wind Lightning and the Fire of Wind Lightning, he would also have a certain amount of resistance against them.
The Sacred Lightning Body had the strongest resistance against the Dao of Lightning, and it could even absorb the power of lightning.
Back then, Lei Zhen from the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect was able to absorb Zhao Feng's Wind Lightning attacks.
"Once I cultivate the Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body to the late stages, my ability to face the God Tribulation will be much stronger in the future."
Zhao Feng was filled with hope and confidence towards the future.
Time passed by quickly.
The day when the Divine Illusion Dimension would open was getting closer and closer.
The last few days:
Zhao Feng stopped cultivating and entered the Ancient Dream Realm to absorb more Heaven Earth Yuan Qi.
The atavism of his body and bloodline was also slowly increasing.
Over the past few days, the purity and awakening of Zhao Feng's Imperial Dao bloodline were also increasing.
On the night before the Divine Illusion Dimension opened:
Within the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, a hundred elites of the clan were waiting quietly on a pitch-black stage.
"The Divine Illusion Dimension is slowly merging with the land around the continent zone."
"The time of connection might be brought forward, or it might be delayed."
The elites of the sects present discussed in low voices.
Zhao Feng scanned over the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, and there were thirty-five experts of the older generation.
What was weird was that:
There was even a Void God Realm King among them. He was relatively young, only around fifty to sixty years old.
Zhao Feng guessed that the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan had some method to send a Void God Realm King into the Divine Illusion Dimension.
"Some of the clans, families, and imperials should have connected by now. We'll be a day slower near the coast …. "
Near the base of the stage, a few figures shrouded in magnificent power discussed in low voices.
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