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Chapter 965

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At the same time:

The three members that returned with the black-robed person saw that the black-robed person was heading toward the Ninth Prince and the Seventh Prince's battlefield, so they entered the southern Heaven's Legacy City.

"Thirteenth Prince, we're back."

"Your Highness, there's something wrong with this black-robed person."

"He actually went to participate in the battle between the two princes?"

The three members that followed the black-robed person returned to the Heaven's Legacy City and told the Thirteenth Prince about the strange behavior of the black-robed person.

"Thirteenth Prince, who is this person?"

Sacred Lord Black Ink had a grim expression.

Even he didn't want to offend the aura of Death radiating from the black-robed person.

"Ignore him."

A wicked smile appeared on the Thirteenth Prince's face.

With how strong the black-robed person was, he wasn't scared of the Ninth Prince's team at all. Numbers and beast hordes weren't effective against the black-robed person.

This was the deal he made with the black-robed person. He gave the black-robed person the right to enter the Imperial Tombs and didn't restrict the black-robed person.

The black-robed person would help him kill Zhao Feng.

At this moment, outside the Seventh Prince's city:

The originally intense battle instantly quietened down.

The Intent of Death that the black-robed person radiated was a lethal threat to the beasts below.

"Who are you?"

The scholar's voice sounded.

This black-robed person gave him an extremely weird and ominous feeling.

"It's not good for you to enter our battlefield like this."

The expression of a Quasi-Sacred Lord that was about to attack became grim.

"Don't think that we won't dare to attack you just because you're a member of the Thirteenth Prince's team!"

Zhang Yi roared in anger. The Intent of Death that the black-robed person radiated had a huge effect on his beasts.

The Ninth Prince's team immediately stopped as well. Everyone had personally seen how strong the black-robed person was during the fights for the spots.

Even Old Ying, who specialized in the soul and had higher battle-power, didn't dare to attack the black-robed person's powerful soul attacks.

Now that the black-robed person had suddenly interfered, they didn't know what was going on and couldn't act rashly.

"Zhao Feng, I didn't expect you to still be alive!"

The black-robed person didn't seem to hear the Seventh Prince's team. He looked at Zhao Feng and spoke in a dark voice.

"You are …?"

Zhao Feng's face darkened slightly as a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He had already felt that the black-robed man's aura was very familiar, and he had also grasped the Death Profundity.

The first thing the black-robed man said to him was that he was still alive!

As such, Zhao Feng could only think of the black-robed man's true identity. It was the person who forced him to re-cultivate — the Emperor of Death!

But that was impossible!

The Emperor of Death used his death as the price to plant the Cursed Words of Death on Zhao Feng.

Since the Cursed Words of Death had been activated, how could the Emperor of Death still be alive?

Zhao Feng activated his left eye, but just like before, he was unable to see through the black robe, including the hands and feet of the person in black.

Hearing the black-robed man's words, the expressions of the Seventh Prince's team members eased up slightly.

It seemed that this black-robed man had come for Zhao Feng.

It didn't matter even if he was on the Thirteenth Prince's side.

The black-cloaked man's Death Upanishad had a strong ability to harvest low-realm beings. If the black-cloaked man was willing to help them, they wouldn't need to be afraid of Zhao Feng's beast horde.

"Scythe of Death!"

The Intent of Death in the air around the black-robed man suddenly started to move. A giant scythe surrounded by the power of Death appeared in his hand, and it gave off an aura of Death that seemed to be able to slice through Heaven and Earth.

The instant the Scythe of Death appeared, a strong undulation of the Intent of Death spread, and the souls of everyone present trembled instinctively.

"What a strong Intent of Death, and it leans towards the soul!"

Sacred Lord Sharp Edge exclaimed.

He had never seen anyone with such a strong Intent of Death before.

"Not good!"

Zhao Feng's expression became grim as he waved his left arm and instantly put all the beasts into the Misty Spatial World.

The black-robed man waved the giant scythe of Death and slashed it toward Zhao Feng, unleashing a black crescent that covered an extremely large area. A surge of condensed Intent of Death and a strong aura of Death spread.

Whoosh!

Whoosh! Shen Jizi's defensive array blocked the physical attack from the black crescent, but the Death soul attack passed through it.

"Retreat!"

As Zhao Feng retreated, a strong surge of Wind Lightning pushed back some of the members of the Ninth Prince's team.

The attack from the black-robed man's Scythe of Death landed on the ground and left behind a very long, pitch-black ravine. All the nearby flowers and plants were instantly wiped out.

Zhao Feng and the members of the Ninth Prince's team managed to dodge the attack range of the Scythe of Death.

After all, Zhao Feng was extremely familiar with this move, but Zhang Yi wasn't as lucky.

However, Zhang Yi wasn't so lucky. The black-robed man's Death Scythe covered a huge area, and a portion of the Profound Meaning of Death's power landed on his beast horde.

The lifeforce of several dozen King-level beasts was instantly sucked out, and their souls were sucked out.

"What is the meaning of this!?"

Zhang Yi roared in anger. This was the Seventh Prince's territory.

The black-robed man had charged over arrogantly and didn't know how to hold back at all, injuring his beasts.

This powerful Intent of Death was extremely damaging to lifeforce, and it was comparable to the Intent of Destruction. The lifeforce of the King-level beasts was very low, so they couldn't fight back at all.

The black-robed man's attack made the expressions of the members of the Ninth Prince's team become grim, and their hearts became heavy.

The black-robed man immediately attacked Zhao Feng the moment he arrived, and the power that the black-robed man controlled countered the beasts.

Luckily, Zhao Feng had predicted this and put away the beasts in time, or else the losses would have been huge.

However, the current situation wasn't any better.

Although the black-robed man was only a Quasi-Sacred Lord, the Intent of Death he controlled countered many powers, and he specialized in soul attacks. Everyone felt troubled.

"Zhao Feng, who is this person?"

Old Ying immediately messaged Zhao Feng.

It was obvious that the black-robed man was targeting Zhao Feng.

The black-robed man completely ignored the Seventh Prince's team, so Old Ying obviously wouldn't ask the black-robed man.

"He might be an enemy of mine from the past."

Zhao Feng took a deep breath.

The power of Death that the black-robed man controlled was many times stronger than the Emperor of Death's.

However, the feeling that the black-robed man gave Zhao Feng was that of the Emperor of Death.

"What!?"

Old Ying was stunned.

An enemy that Zhao Feng had in the past should have been before he took over the body.

How could Zhao Feng have offended such a strong enemy before he took over the body?

"Stay away from him. His Intent of Death is too strong, and he specializes in soul attacks."

Zhao Feng messaged everyone in the Ninth Prince's team.

The power of Death wasn't a joke.

"En."

Shi Yulei stared at the black-robed man.

Although his Shi Family bloodline specialized in defense, it could only block the black-robed man's physical attacks.

On the other hand, the black-robed man's attacks mostly came from the soul.

The soul was Shi Yulei's weakness. Even though they were both Quasi-Sacred Lords, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Similarly, Su Qingling specialized in soul attacks, but her cultivation was too low.

Zhou Su 'er, Jing Kai, and company didn't even have the ability to fight back.

The Ninth Prince's team slowly retreated.

"I only want to kill Zhao Feng. You can fuck off."

The black-robed man stared at Zhao Feng, and his voice sounded in everyone's soul.

"Friend, since your enemy is Zhao Feng, why don't you team up with us?"

The scholar gave a faint smile. The enemy of an enemy was a friend.

As long as the black-robed man closed in on Zhao Feng, the Ninth Prince's team wouldn't have the power of the beast horde, and they would be at their mercy.

"Hahaha!"

The black-robed man laughed, and a black mist spread from his body. He looked like the Grim Reaper of Hell.

Hu ~ ~

The black-robed man still didn't reply to the scholar. He charged at Zhao Feng, and his powerful Soul Power of Death flowed into the Scythe of Death.

"You guys go as well!"

The scholar immediately messaged.

The members of the Seventh Prince's team instantly prepared to charge out.

"Retreat!"

Old Ying roared when he saw that the Seventh Prince's team was about to attack.

All the members of the Ninth Prince's team, including Zhao Feng, immediately retreated and left the Seventh Prince's city walls.

At this moment, Zhao Feng's beast horde was countered by the black-robed man, so they definitely couldn't attack the city.

If they retreated, not all the members of the Seventh Prince's team would chase after them. They had to defend the city.

If a large number of members left, the other three princes would definitely take over the Heaven's Legacy City.

"Zhao Feng, are you scared now?"

The black-robed man had a deadly smile as he chased after Zhao Feng, and a terrifying Soul aura of Death covered the hearts of the Ninth Prince's team.

"What do we do? Should we chase after them? "

Sacred Lord Dark Soul asked.

The Ninth Prince's team had already retreated.

"Sacred Lord Dark Soul, you go. With the strength of you and the black-robed man, you don't need to be scared of the Ninth Prince's team."

The scholar thought for a moment and said.

If Sacred Lord Dark Soul left, the Seventh Prince's team still had one Sacred Lord. Even if the other three princes came to attack, they wouldn't be defeated immediately.

If Zhang Yi's beast horde didn't suffer any losses, they would be able to send out another member.

"Sure."

Sacred Lord Dark Soul turned into a streak of black light and left the city walls.

"You're the Emperor of Death?"

Zhao Feng had a grim expression as he asked for the first time.

Hearing that, Su Qingling, Jing Kai, and Zhou Su 'er were stunned. They had heard of the Emperor of Death before. He was an ancient Emperor that possessed the Eye of Death. Had his strength already reached such a level?

However, Old Ying, the Ninth Prince, and company knew that the true Emperor of Death had already been killed by Zhao Feng.

"I'm the one who will kill you."

The black-robed man waved the Scythe of Death, and a black crescent instantly covered the Ninth Prince's team.

"Sacred Lightning Dominating Body!"

Zhao Feng immediately circulated the Sacred Lightning Body, and golden lightning flashed around his body. He then circulated the Fire of Wind Lightning and punched out with both fists.

Zhao Feng's Fire of Wind Lightning True Yuan contained the symbol of God Tribulation Lightning, and the power of Destruction was on the same level as the power of Death.

Boom!

Zhao Feng's fist of golden lightning destroyed the black-robed man's physical attack.

A faint crescent of Death shot over from the dark golden storm. This was a soul-based power that wasn't affected by physical attacks.

Hu ~ ~

However, Zhao Feng was prepared for this. A powerful surge of Soul Intent shot out with the power of God Tribulation Lightning and shattered it.

"Your Soul Intent …?"

The black-robed man was slightly surprised. The Soul Intent that Zhao Feng displayed just now had surpassed that of a Quasi-Sacred Lord.

"As I thought, I can't underestimate you, Zhao Feng."

The black-robed man's voice was cold.

"Not good, Zhao Feng, Sacred Lord Dark Soul from the Seventh Prince's team is here as well."

Old Ying's heart shook when he saw a streak of black light shoot over.

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