"They're back!"
"Kong Feiling has appeared!"
Figures flashed across the black stage, and they only stopped after several breaths.
Zhao Feng scanned over them. About half of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan's group had returned, and there were around forty to fifty people in total.
The leader, Kong Feiling, wore a beautiful dress and had a powerful aura.
Zhao Feng found that Kong Feiling was much stronger than when they first entered the Divine Illusion Dimension, both in terms of True Yuan and bloodline aura.
However:
Kong Feiling was still half a step away from the Void God Realm.
Apart from that, Old Fei, Liu Tianfan, Huang Yunhu, and even Senior Martial Brother Guang, whom Zhao Feng was familiar with, were also present.
"It's good that you're back."
King Lu Yun sighed as his gaze landed on his disciples. His personal disciple and his in-name disciple, Senior Martial Brother Guang, were still present.
"No one has become a King."
"Although a few Origin Core Realm disciples have broken through, they're far from being able to compare to Zhao Feng."
The Kings and Elders present discussed in a low tone.
It wasn't hard to see that the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan's group wasn't doing very well.
Most of the geniuses and elites were tired and ruffled, and a small number of them were severely injured.
For example, Old Fei had a broken leg and was using a walking stick.
Zhao Feng understood that fortune wasn't something that everyone could find. Even if they did, they might not have the ability to grasp it.
Xie Yang Palace's fortune was great, but how many Kings and quasi-Kings had died there?
For those that were weak, not meeting Xie Yang Palace might be a blessing.
"Zhao Feng …!"
The returning Kings all looked toward the purple-haired youth sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Compared to them, Zhao Feng's progress was too big.
Their gazes were filled with hatred, jealousy, respect, and other emotions.
"Zhao Feng!"
Old Fei gritted his teeth and had a complicated expression. "If you hadn't left the group and helped us, we wouldn't have been in such a pitiful state in the Divine Illusion Dimension."
Zhao Feng fell into a brief moment of silence.
In reality:
Old Fei didn't question or hate Zhao Feng. He only blamed, complained, and vented: Why didn't Zhao Feng help us at the right time?
In the underground city.
The strength and methods that Zhao Feng displayed were already shocking. If he stayed in the group, he would be of great help to the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan.
When the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan conquered one or two ancient ruins, they were just a sliver away from success. Because they failed, they suffered heavy losses.
"Zhao Feng! If you hadn't left the team, Senior Sister Yun, Junior Brother Chen … they might not have died! "
"Zhao Feng! Because of your own selfish desires, you left the team and brought disaster upon us. "
The returning elites of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan questioned in an unfriendly tone.
Some of the enraged people almost charged forward and started a fight, but they were stopped by some nearby sect members.
"Stop! Silence! "
King Lu Yun and the others immediately stopped them.
The severely injured Elder Wu was a perfect example of how terrifying Zhao Feng's strength was. This was already the case for King Tiers. If it were these geniuses and elites, a single sneeze from Zhao Feng would be enough to take their lives.
"Zhao Feng, I don't hate you. We can only blame ourselves for not being strong enough and having bad luck. However, as a member of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, you didn't do your job. "
Old Fei smiled bitterly as he leaned on his walking stick, looking desolate.
Hearing this:
The surviving geniuses and elites of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan all became silent.
They couldn't completely blame Zhao Feng.
If they were strong enough, it wouldn't matter if there was one more or one less Zhao Feng.
"Heaven and Earth will destroy us if we don't look out for ourselves. Junior Brother Zhao, I don't blame you, but I'm slightly disappointed in you …. "
Liu Tianfan laughed mockingly.
His body was covered in injuries, and half of one of his ears had been bitten off by an unknown beast.
After a long silence:
Zhao Feng finally spoke, "Just pretend that I'm still the average Zhao Feng."
Hearing this, everyone paused.
If the original Zhao Feng was still here, he probably wouldn't even have the right to enter the Divine Illusion Dimension.
The purple-haired youth in front of them was miles away from the original Zhao Feng in terms of aura and strength.
Zhao Feng didn't have much of a sense of belonging to the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan.
The reason he helped the Yunling Zhao Family was to fulfill some of the wishes of the original Zhao Feng.
"Furthermore, my fortune came from chasing after the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon and going through a lot of danger …."
Zhao Feng took a deep breath and started to reminisce.
The dangerous scenes in the Divine Illusion Dimension seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
"Chasing after the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon?"
The returning geniuses and elites of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan exclaimed.
The expressions of Kong Feiling, Old Fei, Liu Tianfan, and company changed dramatically, and they couldn't help but take in a cold breath.
This Zhao Feng was too bold. He dared to chase after the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon?
"Sky Suspension Palace, Nine Darkness Palace, the Great Gan imperials, Sky Sword Pavilion, the Eight Big Families …. Countless Kings and quasi-Kings died in Xie Yang Palace."
Zhao Feng sighed.
There were too many Kings and quasi-Kings that died in Xie Yang Palace.
Three-star forces, peak three-star forces, and even four-star superpowers came out of Zhao Feng's mouth.
At this moment, everyone was silent.
They could imagine how intense that battle was.
Furthermore, these rumors would spread across the entire world of cultivation and the upper echelon of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty.
"The weakest of the geniuses that entered Xie Yang Palace are at Kong Feiling's level. Old Fei, do you want me to bring the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan's group into the abyss? "
Zhao Feng's eyes twinkled.
The hearts of Old Fei and company shook, and they were speechless.
They wouldn't dare to chase after the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon even if they had a hundred guts.
Those three-star and four-star forces that they were all familiar with weren't something they could be compared to.
Only Zhao Feng would be able to do as he pleased after leaving the group.
Furthermore.
Zhao Feng was already dead, and Zhao Feng was just using this chance to step onto the continent zone's stage.
"Hmph! What you said can only be confirmed after a period of time when the people from the other sects send news. "
A cold harrumph broke the silence.
The person who spoke was the heavily injured Elder Wu.
Next to Elder Wu, the Peak-tier King Elder Yin's gaze scanned the crowd. His expression was extremely ugly, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
"Elder Yin, what's wrong? Did your last disciple not come out of the Divine Illusion Dimension? "
King Lu Yun felt that something was wrong.
The expression on Elder Yin's face was very strange.
At this moment in time:
No new figures appeared on the black stage. If everything was as expected, those that didn't appear had definitely died in the Divine Illusion Dimension.
"Junior Martial Brother Wang … died to a mutated venomous spider king."
Kong Feiling, Liu Tianfan, and company had dim expressions.
The "Junior Martial Brother Wang" they were talking about was obviously Elder Yin's last disciple.
After confirming that this was bad news, Elder Yin's body started to tremble, and his eyes started to turn red as he tried to suppress the anger and unwillingness in his heart.
It was obvious that Elder Yin had invested a lot of feelings into this last disciple of his.
"Xiao 'er! The Heavens are unfair! "
Elder Yin roared into the sky as killing intent flashed through his red eyes as he stared at Zhao Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Why was that youth that left the group and was cursed by everyone able to obtain so many things in the Divine Illusion Dimension, while his last disciple ended up in such a pitiful state?
"Zhao Feng! This Elder said that if anything happens to my last disciple in the Divine Illusion Dimension, I will hold you responsible! "
A surge of Magnificent Power surged toward Zhao Feng.
"Elder Yin! Calm down! "
King Lu Yun and company immediately tried to stop him, but Elder Yin's cultivation had reached the Peak-tier King Realm, and his spatial domain had almost materialized. With a Bam, he pushed away the other two Kings that tried to stop him.
"Everyone, leave!"
Kong Feiling, Old Fei, and company saw that the situation wasn't right and quickly retreated from the black stage.
Zhao Feng didn't want to drag these innocent people down with him, so he continued to sit on the stage and stared coldly at Elder Yin, who was filled with killing intent.
"Brat! Do you know your crimes!? "
Elder Yin waved his hand, and a dark red hand appeared above Zhao Feng's head.
He didn't lose his cool in front of everyone.
He needed a valid reason to attack Zhao Feng, and there was indeed something wrong with Zhao Feng.
And Zhao Feng did have some clues. He had left the team and acted on his own, which was a violation of the sect's rules.
"If you want to attack, then do it. There's no need to waste words. I still need to go back and cultivate."
Zhao Feng slowly stood up under the pressure of the illusory hand.
Weng ~ ~
In an instant, golden and blue lines appeared on Zhao Feng's body, and he seemed to become a diamond as his body expanded.
Peng!
An invisible, tyrannical force knocked Elder Yin's illusory hand away, causing the nearby mountain gate to tremble.
"You should be punished for your crimes!"
Elder Yin shouted in shock and anger. He slapped the air with one palm, and a dark crystal spatial domain that was almost solid appeared around his body. The dark red illusory hand burst out with dazzling light.
Rumble!
In an instant, the nearby mountain gate began to collapse and rumble due to the aftershocks of the aftershocks.
The anger of a Peak-tier King forced the other Kings to retreat, and Elder Wu, who had been injured earlier, revealed a look of joy.
"Fuck off!"
Zhao Feng punched back and circulated his Sacred Lightning Body. A wave of golden-blue physical force spread and crackled with lightning.
However, just the Sacred Lightning Body alone wasn't enough to deal with a Peak-tier King.
Boom!
A glass-like flame suddenly appeared around Zhao Feng's body, and a scorching aura shot toward Elder Yin's hand and spatial domain.
Bam! Boom!
From afar, it was as if a blazing blood-colored sun was giving off a blinding light that dyed Heaven and Earth red.
Cracks instantly appeared in Elder Yin's spatial domain.
"What a terrifying Fire Dao bloodline!"
The nearby Kings tried to dissolve some of the remaining power, and their bloodlines felt like they were being burned.
The bloodlines of the clan members further away started to tremble instinctively, and the weaker ones covered their heads and knelt on the ground. They felt as if they were being devoured by the fire, and they didn't even have the ability to run.
Boom! Bam!
In the air, Elder Yin's figure was pushed back several hundred yards as he suppressed his boiling blood.
Hu ~ ~ ~
As he was pushed back, a layer of blood-colored flames appeared on his body, and he couldn't put it out easily.
"What!? What's going on …!? "
Elder Yin was shocked. When he exchanged blows with Zhao Feng just now, he could feel his Yuan Qi and blood flowing away.
On the other hand:
Zhao Feng's figure faintly shook as he felt wisps of warmth return to his body. His mental energy became stronger, and the tiredness he felt from Xie Yang Palace was completely gone.
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