Within the Evil God's Altar in the black square:
"Zhao Feng!"
"Junior Martial Brother Zhao …!"
Some of the disciples and older elites of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan had angry expressions as they gathered toward the blood pond.
Among them were Kong Feiling and Old Fei.
Their expressions were filled with helplessness.
From Zhao Feng's previous actions, it was clear that he wouldn't give up so easily and give away his own benefits to someone else.
At this moment, Zhao Feng was in control of the situation. Even Nan Gongsheng and Gu Chaozhi were wary of him.
Di! Di!
Zhao Feng laid lazily in the blood pond and glanced at the members of the same clan.
"Zhao Feng, this old man admires your strength and means very much. However, you want to take the blood pond for yourself and even give away the Evil God Crystal. Everyone feels uncomfortable, and if this gets to the upper echelon of the clan …. "
Old Fei's tone was relatively friendly, but he stated his intentions.
"That's right! You're a member of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan. How can you be so selfish? "
"Junior Martial Brother Zhao! Are you not afraid of the punishment from the upper echelon? "
Some disciples and seniors either criticized or admonished him, expressing their dissatisfaction.
"Hmph!"
Zhao Feng's expression was slightly cold. "Do you really think that I'd be afraid of the upper echelon of a two-star power?"
Everyone paused, and those that threatened the upper echelon of the clan choked.
The hearts of Old Fei and Kong Feiling shook.
Could it be that Zhao Feng wasn't afraid of the upper echelon of the clan and didn't put the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan in his eyes?
Seeing how calm Zhao Feng was, Old Fei and Kong Feiling instinctively felt that he wasn't just being arrogant.
Even Nan Gongsheng, a super genius from a three-star power, was extremely respectful and cautious of Zhao Feng.
Apart from that, Zhao Feng had received Duke Nanfeng's recognition and a favor.
Apparently, he had even rejected Duke Nanfeng's offer of a Duke title.
If he was willing, Zhao Feng could leave the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan and join the Duke's Palace or even the Great Gan Imperials.
"This Zhao Feng is immeasurable. He does have the ability to do so."
Old Fei's eyes twinkled.
At this stage, they also did not dare to fall out with Zhao Feng.
"This blood pool is my spoils of war. If the thieving cat hadn't communicated with the Evil God Crystal, it would have been useless."
Zhao Feng said calmly.
According to the distribution of benefits, this blood pool was his spoils of war.
If he was willing to share some with the sect, it would be in line with the sect's principles. Even if he was unwilling, it was within reason.
"What do you say about the Evil God Crystal? This is a Divinity Crystal, it belongs to the realm of the gods! "
A young man said coldly.
His question was also in line with the hearts of the crowd.
Everyone was waiting for Zhao Feng's explanation.
Looking at the current situation, Zhao Feng did not want to fall out with the sect.
"The Evil God Crystal is not something we can possess."
Zhao Feng shook his head.
Elder Fei's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to stop the disciples who wanted to defend themselves.
"Zhao Feng is right. The Heretic God Crystal is a hot potato. Even if we obtain it, it is of no practical significance to us and will only attract unnecessary disasters. "
Elder Fei agreed with this point.
He admired Zhao Feng's decision to give up the Evil God Crystal.
At this moment in time:
Zhao Feng did not have absolute strength, so he gave the Evil God Crystal to Nan Gongsheng, Gu Chaozhi, and the other super geniuses to fight for it.
"I can give you ten vats of this blood pool's essence blood."
Zhao Feng thought for a while and said.
The power of the blood pool was not simple. The only downside was that the wicked power of the Evil God Crystal was extremely corrosive.
"Sure."
Elder Fei let out a breath.
The Ten Thousand Sacred Clan soon had ten vats of essence blood, which wasn't even one-tenth of the entire blood pool.
However, these blood essences could only be used after they were specially processed and refined.
It was unlike Zhao Feng, who cultivated a body-strengthening technique and had the little thieving cat communicate with the Evil God Crystal, preventing the wicked power from corroding him.
Furthermore.
Zhao Feng could also use some wicked power to refine his body.
For the next few days:
Zhao Feng laid in the blood pool and focused on cultivating and tempering his body.
The blood pool was made from the blood essence of the powerful races in the underground city, and the power of the Evil God Crystal was merged into it.
This blood pool could be used as the source of the Evil God's Altar, and it could also be used to strengthen a race.
Zhao Feng circulated the Wind Lightning Technique and the Sacred Lightning Body to absorb the power of the blood pond to refine his body and strengthen his blood Yuan Qi.
During this time:
Nan Gongsheng and those from the Earth Spirit Hall were trying to find the scorpionman King.
However, the terrain of the underground city was too complicated, and it would be hard to find the scorpionman King even if it wanted to hide.
The Purple Sun Palace and the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan focused on the resources of the underground city as spoils of war.
What surprised everyone was that:
After the little thieving cat took over the position of priest, some races of the underground city came over and even offered up "tributes."
Zhao Feng decided to give these things to the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan.
With the little thieving cat as the core, the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, the Purple Sun Palace, and the Earth Spirit Hall were the executors, and they started to conquer the nearby races.
The result was much smoother than expected.
These races were extremely respectful and respectful towards the identity of the Evil God's priest.
Even the races that weren't any weaker than the scorpionmen didn't dare to attack them and would at least offer up some tributes.
This was especially true for the Evil God.
When the little thieving cat displayed the power of the Evil God, these races became even more obedient.
"The power of the Evil God Crystal isn't that simple."
Zhao Feng murmured.
He knew a lot about this from the scorpionman queen.
There were people who tried to resist the Evil God's Altar in the underground city, but they were destroyed by fire or natural disasters like earthquakes.
From the little thieving cat, Zhao Feng learned that the Evil God's priest really did have the power to change the weather underground.
The evil god priest really did have the ability to affect the climate of the underground world through the Evil God Crystal.
However.
This power exhausted a lot of the priest's mental energy, so they usually didn't use it easily.
In the blink of an eye, four or five days passed.
With the help of the Wind Lightning Bones and the power of the blood pond, Zhao Feng's cultivation finally broke through to the late-stage Small Origin Core Realm.
The size and quality of Zhao Feng's Core Core increased once more.
Some of his Core Core had even started to crystallize.
The disciples of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan were envious of this speed of cultivation.
"Isn't this Zhao Feng afraid that his foundation won't be stable?"
Old Fei couldn't help but start to think.
Reality proved that Zhao Feng's foundation and cultivation were extremely stable.
Because he cultivated both the Wind Lightning Technique and the Sacred Lightning Body, his foundation was much stronger than other geniuses at the same time.
After breaking through a small rank:
Zhao Feng's focus turned back to cultivating the Sacred Lightning Body.
Over the past few days, Zhao Feng's Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body was closing in on the late stages of the fourth level.
"Once my Sacred Lightning Body reaches the early stage of the fourth level, I'll be able to use my Sacred Lightning Body. I can crush Small Origin Core Realms and Great Origin Core Realms with just the power of my body. I can't find a match for anyone below the half-step Void God Realm. "
Zhao Feng was delighted and somewhat expectant.
What was more comforting was …
While he was cultivating, he could also receive offerings from the Underground races.
Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat took forty percent of the offerings from the other races.
The remaining sixty percent was split between the Earth Spirit Hall, the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, and the Purple Sun Palace.
Gu Chaozhi and Nan Gongsheng focused on finding the scorpionman King.
On this day.
Zhao Feng took out the Dark Dragon Tooth Grass and other body-strengthening resources in order to break through to the late stages of the Sacred Lightning Body.
Some of these supplementary body refining materials came from the previous material room, and some were offerings from the various races.
"Almost there …"
Zhao Feng's entire body was immersed in the blood pool. Traces of silver-blue metal-like lightning patterns appeared on the surface of his body, shining brightly.
In the blood pool.
An invisible physical force spread out from his body, growing stronger and stronger.
Every living being that came close felt an indescribably heavy pressure in their flesh and blood.
At a certain moment:
His physical strength was like a mountain. With a boom, he broke through a shackle.
The blood of the nearby disciples started to flip, and they almost spat out blood.
Zhao Feng's physical strength seemed to merge with the air, accompanied by the howling of wind and lightning. It was as if waves were crashing against the shore.
"Right now, I can kill a Small Origin Core Realm with just one punch with my physical body."
Zhao Feng felt the strength of his body.
The strength of his body nourished his mental energy and created a dominating Intent.
The Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body wasn't just about strengthening the body. When the body reached a certain level, it could strengthen one's mind and Intent.
When it reached a certain level, it could even merge the soul and body together.
At that time, the soul of a body-cultivating cultivator would no longer be a weakness.
At his peak, the Demigod Kun Yun had reached this point and even managed to cultivate the Rebirth from a Single Drop of Blood technique.
From then on:
Zhao Feng's Sacred Lightning Body had reached the late stages of the fourth level.
The fifth level would correspond to the Void God Realm, and the sixth level would correspond to the Mystic Light Realm.
The seventh level would allow one to form a Demigod Body.
On the seventh level:
The Sacred Lightning Body had an additional eighth level compared to the original Golden Kun Sacred Body.
There was even a theoretical ninth level.
Higher prospects and possibilities were the biggest motivation for Zhao Feng to re-cultivate.
Even without the Cursed Words of Death, he would have chosen to re-cultivate.
Hu ~ ~
Zhao Feng let out a breath and slowly stood up from the blood pool. The nearby members of the clan all looked at him with wary and respectful gazes.
"Zhao Feng, this is a rare Dark Soul Stone from the underground city. It's a Soul Dao treasure that specializes in the Dao of Death."
Old Fei took out two black jade-like stones.
The black jade-like stones radiated a cold undulation of soul power. Normal people wouldn't be able to get close.
"Soul Dao treasure? Very good! "
Zhao Feng was overjoyed.
Zhao Feng could take a step back in terms of the number of offerings, but he focused on the resources that were useful to him.
Among them, Zhao Feng mentioned Soul Dao resources, and they were of a higher grade.
Soul Dao treasures could help Zhao Feng recover his soul power.
"With enough Soul Dao treasures, my Emperor Intent will be able to completely awaken."
Zhao Feng was looking forward to it.
One had to know that Zhao Feng's Emperor Intent contained the laws of the God Tribulation Lightning. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to chase after the Emperor of Death, who specialized in the Dao of Death and the Soul.
Once his Emperor Intent completely recovered, Zhao Feng's strength would increase dramatically.
However:
Soul Dao treasures were extremely rare. The amount and quality that Zhao Feng dug up in the underground city weren't ideal.
Shua!
Right at this moment, a silver streak flashed and landed in front of Zhao Feng.
It was Nan Gongsheng.
"Zhao Feng, I've killed the scorpionman King and obtained the Crystal Core of the Purple Wind Lightning Lion."
Nan Gongsheng's breathing quickened.
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