"If you can give me another portion of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey, I have at least a 70% chance of breaking through to the Mystic Light Realm!"
Old Monster Xu said sincerely.
He didn't realize that Zhao Feng's disappointed face was now slightly grim.
Old Monster Xu started to plan in his heart.
After all, he had already used the portion of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey from before. If he failed to break through completely, he had no right to negotiate with Zhao Feng.
However, there was something more subtle.
He was half a step into the Mystic Light Realm, and his state of existence had reached the level of a Quasi-Sacred Lord.
The battle-power of a Quasi-Sacred Lord was unparalleled across the entire Tianfeng Great Island Zone.
"Little Friend Zhao, the deal from before still stands. As long as you give me another portion of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey and I become a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord, I'll owe you a big favor in the future, and you can order me around ten times. What do you think? "
Old Monster Xu promised.
He had a smile on his face. He believed that Zhao Feng wouldn't take back half of his investment.
"Hmph!"
Hearing that, Zhao Feng's expression became grim, and he snickered coldly, "Damn old fart! Not only did you waste a portion of my Hundred Origin Sacred Honey, you're even shamelessly asking for a mile after giving me an inch. "
Old Monster Xu couldn't help but freeze.
He didn't expect for Zhao Feng to turn hostile on the spot and even dare to rebuke him.
At this moment in time:
A faint light of Intent flashed through Zhao Feng's eyes, and it created the sound of thunder in the soul-dimension.
Old Monster Xu felt a cold killing intent, and his soul felt pressured, but he didn't put it in his eyes.
He had the battle-power of a Quasi-Sacred Lord now, and he wasn't scared of Zhao Feng at all.
"Young man, calm down. My failure to break through was also due to uncontrollable factors. "
Old Monster Xu squeezed out a smile.
Although he wasn't scared of Zhao Feng, he didn't want to have a falling out with him.
After all, the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey was in Zhao Feng's hands, and he didn't have the confidence to take it by force.
"Are you sure that I have extra Hundred Origin Sacred Honey on me?"
Darkness appeared on Zhao Feng's face.
At this moment, Zhao Feng was indeed unhappy.
He was indeed disappointed that Old Monster Xu had failed to break through, but he had to admit that he was unlucky.
If there was someone to blame, it was Zhao Feng's fault for not thinking things through and investing in the wrong person.
Zhao Feng had initially given Old Monster Xu a portion of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey for two reasons.
Firstly, Zhao Feng felt like he owed the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan a favor.
Secondly, Old Monster Xu was close to the end of his lifespan. Zhao Feng felt pity for him. Coincidentally, Old Monster Xu was a peak Thearch.
Later on.
Zhao Feng finally understood the rules of breaking through to the Mystic Light Realm.
If one failed to break through to the Mystic Light Realm, the chances of succeeding would become lower and lower.
That was because every attack would consume some of the life force and soul's essence. This lost essence was practically impossible to make up for.
Old Monster Xu must have failed more than once.
Moreover, his life and lifespan were nearing the end of his lifespan, further reducing the chances of success.
From the looks of it.
It was completely within reason that Old Monster Xu had failed. He was quite lucky to be able to reach the level of a Quasi-Sacred Lord.
…
Zhao Feng was disappointed by the failure of his investment.
However, Old Monster Xu's shameless attitude made Zhao Feng angry, and he wanted to send Old Monster Xu flying with a kick.
Old Monster Xu wasted a portion of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey, but not only was he not grateful, he even asked Zhao Feng for a second portion of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey.
"Hehe, according to some news, Little Friend Zhao obtained the most Hundred Origin Sacred Honey from Xie Yang Palace."
Old Monster Xu had a look that said, "You know what I mean."
Zhao Feng's heart shook, and his eyes twinkled as he soon understood the reason.
Back when Xie Yang Palace obtained the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey, the Duanmu Family and Sky Sword Pavilion had been there as well.
They had all been present when the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey was split.
Although these two parties were friends and not enemies, paper could not wrap fire. It was not difficult for those who were interested to find out some relevant information.
From the looks of it, Old Monster Xu had a hidden force behind him. The foundation of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan couldn't be underestimated.
Seeing that Zhao Feng didn't deny it, Old Monster Xu had a bright smile on his face. "Little Friend Zhao is indeed strong. Even the peak Emperors of Nine Darkness Palace can't do anything to you. However, apparently, a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord from Nine Darkness Palace will personally take action …. "
Although he seemed to be praising Zhao Feng, he was feeling very good in his heart.
Under the threat of a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord, Old Monster Xu didn't believe that Zhao Feng didn't need a Quasi-Sacred Lord like him to hand over a second portion of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey.
He wasn't 100% confident in breaking through to the next level, and he might even be able to force Zhao Feng to hand over a third portion.
"Hehe, threatening me with a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord? Is that what you're relying on? "
Zhao Feng laughed instead of getting angry as he looked coldly at the confident Old Monster Xu.
Indeed.
That was why Zhao Feng had left a portion of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey for Old Monster Xu.
However, Zhao Feng wouldn't leave nothing behind and put all his bets on Old Monster Xu.
"This isn't a threat. You don't need me."
Old Monster Xu's expression didn't change.
Zhao Feng's confidence surprised him. Was Zhao Feng not scared of a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord that might come?
"Old Monster Xu, I won't pursue this wasted Hundred Origin Sacred Honey. Treat it as a favor to the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan. But it won't be long before you come and beg me again. "
Zhao Feng regained his calm.
From now on, he didn't owe the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan anything.
"You're that confident?"
Old Monster Xu's eyebrows raised. He felt uneasy when he thought about this youth.
"Firstly, you're not the only peak Emperor or Quasi-Sacred Lord that needs the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey. I can find someone with more potential and sincerity, such as Duke Nanfeng, who's also a Quasi-Sacred Lord. "
A faint smile appeared on Zhao Feng's face.
Hearing that, Old Monster Xu's expression changed slightly. Zhao Feng could find someone else to work with.
He couldn't help but feel slightly regretful. He shouldn't have been so arrogant with the strength of a Quasi-Sacred Lord.
"Secondly, although your state of existence has reached the level of a Quasi-Sacred Lord and increased your lifespan, your true lifespan and soul won't increase by much. If you can't become a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord within ten years, you'll die of old age. " If you can't become a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord within ten years, you will die of old age. "
The divine light in Zhao Feng's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
He especially emphasized the words' died of old age '.
"You actually know …!"
Old Monster Xu's soul started to tremble as the Intent in the youth's eyes became stronger and stronger.
Old Monster Xu's heart went cold.
He didn't expect the other party's Soul Intent to be so strong.
Unfortunately, his soul was reaching the limit, so it hadn't reached the level of a Quasi-Sacred Lord. In fact, it wasn't even comparable to some unrivalled Emperors.
Boom boom boom!
Boom! Zhao Feng's purple hair blew in the wind as he opened his left eye, and a dark purple bolt of Soul Dao lightning charged into Old Monster Xu's soul.
Weng ~ ~
At this instant, hundreds of symbols of God Tribulation Lightning within Zhao Feng's purple Soul Sea lit up.
"Arghhh!"
Old Monster Xu screamed as his face went pale-white. His soul was being attacked by the God Tribulation Lightning. Those injuries were almost indestructible and difficult to stop.
"Stop! You …! "
Old Monster Xu's body started to shake along with his soul, and he couldn't even stand straight.
His face was filled with fear, and he started to beg for mercy.
Old Monster Xu never would have thought that Zhao Feng's mastery of the Dao of the Soul had reached a level that could threaten Sacred Lords.
This was the first time Zhao Feng had circulated more than one thousand symbols of God Tribulation Lightning at full power. The power of the Dao of the Soul was enough to threaten Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lords.
Rumble!
Boom! After two breaths, Old Monster Xu finally couldn't take it anymore and knelt on the ground as he screamed for help.
"Right now, you only have three or four years of lifespan left. This will be a lesson for you. "
Zhao Feng's expression softened.
"You …!"
Old Monster Xu knelt on the ground, and his eyes were filled with regret and fear.
He wanted a foot after being given an inch, and he was even trying to force Zhao Feng into a corner, making Zhao Feng extremely unhappy.
Zhao Feng didn't care about the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey, but he didn't owe Old Monster Xu anything now, so he decided to teach him a lesson.
"Grand Elder!"
Old Monster Xu's cry for help had alerted the other upper echelon members of the clan, such as Emperor Ling Qiong.
Whoosh!
When they arrived, there was only a layer of gradually transparent silvery shadow left, and it quickly disappeared.
"Grand Elder, what's wrong?"
"That figure just now seemed to look like Zhao Feng …."
Great Emperor Ling Qiong and the others rushed to the scene and helped Old Monster Xu up.
Old Monster Xu was in a ruffled state, and he almost fainted.
"It's all my fault for being shameless and making Zhao Feng unhappy …. I'll go visit him when the time is right."
Old Monster Xu smiled bitterly.
He desperately wanted to work with Zhao Feng, but he was afraid that Zhao Feng wouldn't take out a second portion of the Sacred Origin Honey, which was why he used such a shameless trick.
"What does Zhao Feng think the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan is? He thinks he can come and go as he pleases."
Apart from being shocked, Great Emperor Ling Qiong and the others felt helpless.
Zhao Feng had left a spatial mark in the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, so he could use the Misty Spatial World to come whenever he wanted.
On the other side:
Zhao Feng's figure appeared in the Duke's Palace.
The place where he appeared was the garden he was staying in before.
"Zhao Feng."
In the depths of the Duke's Palace, Duke Nanfeng sensed something and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Duke, sorry for disturbing you."
Zhao Feng greeted Duke Nanfeng before entering seclusion.
The reason why he stayed in the Duke's Palace was because he had two goals.
Zhao Feng was waiting for someone.
There was more than one person he was waiting for, and they might not even come.
If they didn't come, he would cultivate until he reached the Void God Realm, even though that wasn't realistic.
In the blink of an eye:
More than half a month passed.
On this day, Zhao Feng entered seclusion. A ball of Wind Lightning appeared above the building, and it flashed with blue and green lights.
"Almost there …."
Zhao Feng felt that his Five-Elemental Wind Lightning Technique had reached the 7th level.
The next step was the 8th level – the Fire of Wind Lightning.
The cultivation speed of the 7th level – the Wood of Wind Lightning – was simply too fast.
The main reason was because Zhao Feng knew a lot of wood-elemental treasures. Just the Hundred Origin Fruit Juice alone was made from the pollen of at least a hundred peerless flowers.
In the air above the Duke's Palace:
The ball of Wind Lightning flashed and released a multi-colored light. Its aura had obviously reached a critical point, and it was about to break through.
As long as one reached the Void God Realm, it wasn't hard to see that Zhao Feng's cultivation had reached a critical point.
Outside the garden:
"Hmph, this is the chance I've been waiting for."
A middle-aged man dressed like a servant turned into a streak of gray light and dashed into the garden pavilion, disappearing in a flash.
Within the cultivation room:
Zhao Feng was sitting cross-legged and trying to break through to the 8th level of the Wind Lightning Technique – the Fire of Wind Lightning.
Shua!
Behind him, a dark stream of light suddenly flashed, and condensed into a mysterious man in the shadow of a black stream.
"Left Eyed Heavenly Emperor, you're ranked in the top 10 of the Black Screen Corner Assassination Rankings, much higher than even Duke Nanfeng. Don't blame me for coming back …."
Supreme Emperor Dark Night held a dark shadow sword and stabbed toward Zhao Feng silently with a lethal coldness.
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