After giving Supreme Emperor Dark Night a portion of the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey, Zhao Feng still had nine portions left.
He planned to leave three portions for himself.
Of the three portions of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey, the first was for him to reach the peak of the fifth level of the Sacred Lightning Body, the second was for him to break through to the Mystic Light Realm, and the third was for him to break through to the sixth level of the Sacred Lightning Body.
In fact, repeated consumption of the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey would greatly reduce its effects.
If there were more than three portions, or even two portions, it would be a waste of the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey's value.
"After I refine my body with the Fire of Wind Lightning and get close to the peak 5th level of the Sacred Body, I'll drink another portion of Hundred Origin Sacred Honey and reach the limits of the 5th level of the Sacred Lightning Body. This will be the foundation for me to break through to the 6th level of the Sacred Lightning Body and become a Sacred Lord."
Zhao Feng thought for a moment, then resisted the urge and put away the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey.
The later he consumed the Hundred Origin Sacred Honey before breaking through to the 6th level of the Sacred Lightning Body, the greater its effect and potential.
Zhao Feng was waiting for the best opportunity to arrive.
Inside the secret chamber.
Zhao Feng's Soul Sea World was still tirelessly absorbing the God Tribulation Lightning's power.
Due to the Ten Thousand Divine Thoughts Technique, his cultivation was usually split into several streams of intent, except for when he was about to make a breakthrough.
Absorbing the power of the Divine Tribulation Lightning was a daily routine.
Buzz!
More than one thousand and five hundred lightning tribulation marks appeared in his purple soul sea. Tiny lightning patterns appeared as he continued to temper his soul.
Right now.
Zhao Feng's purple Soul Sea had reached its peak of three thousand feet in diameter in his previous life, and it was even more condensed and powerful.
His Soul Intent had almost surpassed the limits of an Emperor and touched the soul of a Mystic Light Realm.
"It's about time for my Wind Lightning True Origin to absorb the lightning tribulation …"
A sharp light flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.
In this life, his Quintessence did not absorb the power of the Lightning Tribulation too quickly. Instead, he absorbed a relatively large amount of the power of the Lightning Tribulation as a foundation and comprehended it to a certain degree.
Psst, psst, psst ~
The lightning tribulation imprints in his purple soul sea split into fine lightning tribulation patterns and merged with his Veritable Essence Space.
In the space of the True Essence Sea, the amount of True Essence was vast and boundless.
If it was integrated into all the true essence, then the power of the thunder tribulation would be greatly diluted.
Zhao Feng only chose the Fire of Wind Lightning.
The Fire of Wind Thunder was the third type of Wind Thunder. It had the highest quality and the strongest offensive power, but it had the fewest number of Wind Thunder.
The purpose of this was to maximize the power of the Tribulation Lightning.
Just as Zhao Feng was about to take this step …
In the Tianfeng Great Island Zone, an uninvited guest arrived at the Marquis' residence.
"Hmm?"
While Zhao Feng was cultivating, he felt his True Yuan and Blood Qi stagnate. Even his Soul Will felt inexplicably heavy.
Unknowingly, a majestic and boundless aura had affected the area around the Duke's Mansion.
The existence of that aura reigned above all things, causing the Origin Qi in the surroundings to tremble as if it was worshipping a sage.
Regardless of whether it was the external origin energy of the heavens and the earth, one's own True Essence, bloodline, will, sword intent, and all sorts of other powers, all of them were unable to escape the suppression of that aura.
"This aura …"
Zhao Feng raised his head, his heart in shock.
The sky within a radius of several thousand kilometers was gradually sinking into darkness, giving off the illusion that darkness was descending.
At that instant, the Duke's Mansion and the surrounding several thousand miles seemed to be covered in darkness.
Inside the Duke's Mansion, all was silent. Countless living beings felt suffocated and fell into a stiff state, unable to speak at all.
That power could change Heaven and Earth and make everything bow down to it.
Within a side hall of the Duke's Mansion:
"Duke Nanfeng, I only have one goal for coming here. I'm sure you know that."
A black-robed Demonic Lord within a black whirlpool slowly spoke.
His state of existence was like a ball of demonic light. His eyes were pitch-black, and every ray of divine Intent contained a power that could shatter Heaven and Earth.
That voice echoed in the air, and it was as if it was the ruler of Heaven and Earth that no one dared to defy.
If it was a normal Void God Realm, they wouldn't even be able to speak in front of the owner of this voice. Their will, breathing, and blood would all be suppressed.
"Nine Darkness Demonic Lord, you're a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord. Is it worth it for you to take action for a junior? Even if I'm willing, the imperials can't be offended. "
Duke Nanfeng took a deep breath and slowly spoke.
Under the invisible aura of a Sacred Lord, every breath he took and every word he said was much heavier than normal.
This was under the condition that the other party was holding back and wasn't completely unrestrained.
Otherwise, if the aura of a Sacred Lord was fully released, over 99% of the beings within the Duke's Mansion would be instantly killed.
After all, Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lords stood at the peak of their generation.
It was extremely difficult to see them under normal circumstances.
"Zhao Feng is the famous Left Eyed Heavenly Emperor of the Cang Ocean, and he isn't someone to be underestimated. Nine Darkness Palace will compensate the Duke's Mansion for the losses. As for the imperials, I will report it to the Grand Imperial Hall and even apologize personally …. "
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord's words were flawless and impeccable.
Using the identity of the Left Eyed Heavenly Emperor would remove any suspicion that the Nine Darkness Demonic Lord was bullying the weak.
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord would take responsibility for the losses of the Duke's Mansion and the imperials.
There was only one goal for the Nine Darkness Demonic Lord – to capture Zhao Feng.
Duke Nanfeng's expression kept on changing as he shook his head. "Lord Demonic Lord, Zhao Feng is my friend. If I hand him over, how will the people of the world look at me?"
Since Duke Nanfeng couldn't deal with the Nine Darkness Demonic Lord, he might as well talk about his personal relationship.
No matter what, he was going to fight to the end.
"Hmph! Duke Nanfeng! Are you not going to give me face? "
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord had an angry expression, and the black whirlpool around him started to twist.
Boom!
Duke Nanfeng's bloodline and True Yuan started to throb, and his Soul Intent started to creak under the pressure.
This was because he had reached the level of a Quasi-Sacred Lord and was barely able to face the Nine Darkness Demonic Lord head-on.
"Apart from Sky Suspension Palace, who else does the Great Gan Imperials need to give face to?"
Duke Nanfeng didn't back down, and an invisible power of providence rose from his body. Streaks of faint dragon-like light circled around his body.
Suddenly:
The pressure on his body lessened a little.
"The power of draconic providence!"
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord's expression changed slightly as he looked at Duke Nanfeng with a dark expression.
The power of draconic providence wasn't a normal power of providence.
Only the upper echelon of the imperials with pure bloodlines could control it. This was the reason why the Great Gan Imperials were able to rule this world.
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord knew that Duke Nanfeng was reminding him who was the true ruler of the continent zone.
Duke Nanfeng, who was a Quasi-Sacred Lord, had draconic providence and the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly. He would even be able to fight back against a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord.
Right as the two experts were in a stalemate:
"Duke."
A purple-haired youth slowly walked into the side hall.
Zhao Feng!
Duke Nanfeng and the Nine Darkness Demonic Lord's gazes landed on this youth.
Zhao Feng stood within the hall and felt as if all the power in this dimension had been sealed by the aura of the Mystic Light Realm.
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord's state of existence had surpassed the mortal body and reached an unimaginable level. This gave him the ability to look down on Heaven and Earth and treat all life as ants.
"You're Zhao Feng? If you don't want to harm the innocent, then come with me. "
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord said emotionlessly.
As his gaze locked onto Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng felt his body and soul become heavy.
At this moment, every action of Zhao Feng's, including his thoughts, was much slower than usual.
No matter who won or lost.
One thing was certain; once they fought, Zhao Feng would be immediately suppressed.
"Fine, I'll come with you."
Zhao Feng's gaze was calm, as if he was willing to compromise.
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord paused for a moment. This Zhao Feng had killed several peak Emperors of Nine Darkness Palace. Would he just obediently come with him?
Duke Nanfeng's expression changed. "Zhao Feng, don't be scared by him. I owe you a favor. If the two of us team up, we can even fight against a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord. "
Indeed.
If Zhao Feng teamed up with Duke Nanfeng and the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly, they would be able to fight against the Nine Darkness Demonic Lord.
After all, their battle-power surpassed peak Emperors, and they had even reached the level of Quasi-Sacred Lords.
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord didn't want to see such a situation.
He wasn't scared of Zhao Feng and Duke Nanfeng teaming up. What he was scared of was the Great Gan imperials, or more accurately, the Grand Imperial Hall.
"Thank you for your good intentions, but you can protect me now, but you can't protect me forever. Furthermore, I hope that the favor you owe me will be after you reach the Mystic Light Realm. "
Zhao Feng smiled faintly and rejected Duke Nanfeng's good intentions.
He sighed in his heart. He didn't think that an invincible existence like the Nine Darkness Demonic Lord would come.
"Zhao Feng, you're …!"
Duke Nanfeng's eyes constricted in disbelief.
However, based on his understanding, Zhao Feng wouldn't do anything he wasn't confident in.
Shua!
With a flash of lightning, Zhao Feng appeared in the air above the Duke's Palace and laughed, "Emperors are lonely and boring. I've been waiting for this battle for a long time. "
Rumble!
At that instant, Zhao Feng's eyes were filled with Intent, and his soul-dimension started to rumble.
His Intent and bloodline seemed to burn, and his battle-intent that had been dormant for a long time was ignited.
"What a strong Intent!"
"This Zhao Feng is challenging a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord?"
The expressions of some experts within the Duke's Palace changed dramatically.
Duke Nanfeng's heart shook as he looked at the youth full of fighting spirit.
Even he, a Quasi-Sacred Lord, couldn't compare to such courage, confidence, and drive.
"Brat, I can tell that you've never fought against a Mystic Light Realm before."
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord laughed instead of getting angry.
Shua!
With a flash, a black streak of light shot toward Zhao Feng with lightning-like speed.
Boom ~ ~ ~!
Near the air membrane of the inner island, a sound that shook the Void World resounded.
A tall, pitch-black demonic shadow clashed head-on with a small golden-blue giant.
Hu ~ ~ Boom!
A pair of large Scarlet Wings of Lightning extended from the back of the golden-blue giant, and its Sacred Lightning Fist shot into the sky like a blood-colored sun.
A terrifying cracking sound came from around Zhao Feng the instant they clashed.
Peng!
Zhao Feng's blood boiled, and the Scarlet Wings of Lightning behind his back dimmed by more than half. They were almost shattered.
In just one exchange, his True Essence and bloodline were almost shattered by the domineering demonic light that could suppress the heavens.
Luckily, the foundation of his body and soul was extremely strong, so he wasn't severely injured this time.
"Brat, you only suffered light injuries after taking 40% of my power. I admit that I underestimated you …. "
The Nine Darkness Demonic Lord's figure paused for a moment before leaping toward Zhao Feng with a demonic light that seemed to be able to pierce through everything.
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