When the forbidden power disappeared, the members of the Ninth Prince's team immediately entered.
The members of the Ninth Prince's team, who were waiting anxiously outside, immediately entered.
"Zhao Feng!"
Everyone found that Zhao Feng was sitting cross-legged on a piece of barren land, and their worried hearts instantly relaxed.
From the looks of it, Zhao Feng had won.
"Let's wait here."
Old Ying suggested.
The other members didn't disagree.
They could feel the terrifying auras of the battle between Zhao Feng and the Emperor of Death from a thousand miles away. When they got close, the lifeforce in their bodies would start to fade away.
It was hard to imagine what kind of shocking battle Zhao Feng and the black-robed person had fought.
And now, Zhao Feng was still alive. To them, this was a miracle.
Unknowingly when, everyone placed their focus on Zhao Feng.
If something happened to Zhao Feng, then this Crown Prince trial would end for them.
"Your Highness, we still have hope!"
Old Ying consoled.
The Ninth Prince's pseudo Crown Prince Seal originally had a lot of draconic providence, far more than what he had expected.
However, in this unexpected battle against Sacred Lord Dark Soul, he used up a portion of his draconic providence.
The Ninth Prince then risked his life to enter the battle between Zhao Feng and the Emperor of Death to help Zhao Feng use up another portion of his draconic providence.
About half of the draconic providence within the Ninth Prince's pseudo Crown Prince Seal had been used up.
"En, as long as Brother Zhao is still alive, there's hope."
The Ninth Prince nodded his head.
He didn't regret this outcome at all. If it weren't for Zhao Feng's help, he wouldn't have been able to reach this step.
Most of the draconic providence within the pseudo Crown Prince Seal was obtained by Zhao Feng.
Three days passed quickly.
"Let's go."
After sitting cross-legged for three days, Zhao Feng finally spoke.
In reality, Zhao Feng's injuries had already healed, but the weakening of his soul took a while for Zhao Feng to recover.
Fortunately, the power of the ancient lightning within the charred black wood had a great nourishing effect on Zhao Feng's soul.
Perhaps this was the uniqueness of the 'Lightning Soul Constitution'. It allowed one to recover from injuries on the soul level by absorbing the power of lightning.
At the same time, Zhao Feng realized that his battle with the Emperor of Death had laid a solid foundation for his Undying Sacred Lightning Body.
Back then, Zhao Feng couldn't complete the Undying Sacred Lightning Body quickly, so he put it aside.
After such a long time, and with the help of the Emperor of Death's Intent of Death, he could finally start cultivating.
Everyone was shocked. Zhao Feng had already recovered?
Such a terrifying opponent, such a fierce battle, and Zhao Feng treated himself, and it only took three days?
As a doctor, even Zhou Su 'er was shocked as she inspected Zhao Feng. She only felt relieved after confirming that Zhao Feng did not have any serious injuries.
"Zhao Feng, what about the Emperor of Death?"
Old Ying asked.
He was also stunned when he found out the black-robed person's true identity and that he had a Samsara Body.
His body was undying, his soul had reached the level of a Sacred Lord, and he had the Eyes of Samsara.
Even normal Sacred Lords wouldn't be able to fight back against the Emperor of Death.
However, after the battle ended, Zhao Feng was the only one left.
Old Ying could only sigh. He would never be able to see through this youth in front of him.
The other members also looked at Zhao Feng. Although it was obvious that Zhao Feng had won, they wanted to hear it from Zhao Feng's own mouth.
"I'm leaving."
Zhao Feng gave a simple answer.
Leaving?
Everyone paused for a moment. This answer didn't let them know who won.
"Then, Zhao Feng, stay in the Imperial Palace after you leave the Imperial Tombs."
Old Ying started to think.
This time, Zhao Feng might have won, but the Emperor of Death was undying.
However, the Emperor of Death was unkillable, so it was possible for him to revive in the Samsara of Death the instant he died.
Zhao Feng would only be safe if he stayed in the Imperial Palace.
"That's right. No matter who wins or loses, Brother Zhao can stay with me for now."
The Ninth Prince immediately agreed.
"We'll see when the time comes."
Zhao Feng didn't agree or reject Old Ying and the Ninth Prince's good intentions. He wasn't sure what he would do after leaving the Imperial Tombs.
Would he stay in the Imperial Palace and hide from Nine Darkness Palace, would he return to the Ocean Smoke Pavilion, or would he search for the Eyes of Samsara …?
Zhao Feng still remembered what the Six Warlock Divine Sage said. "The only way to confirm Liu Qinxin's location is to find the Eyes of Samsara."
The Eyes of Samsara might have the ability to do that, but Zhao Feng didn't know much about it.
However, Zhao Feng wasn't sure if the Eyes of Samsara were friend or foe because of the Emperor of Death.
…
Within the Seventh Prince's metallic city:
"Should we go and confirm whether Zhao Feng is dead or alive?"
Jiang Hao asked.
"Are you crazy? Zhao Feng is definitely dead. Even I don't dare to get close to the black-robed person!"
A Quasi-Sacred Lord immediately exclaimed.
After Sacred Lord Dark Soul returned, he was sent to approach the location where Zhao Feng and the black-robed person were fighting.
He wasn't even able to see the person before he was scared back by the terrifying Intent of Death.
"But the black-robed person didn't come back either."
Jiang Hao wasn't courteous towards this Quasi-Sacred Lord.
Jiang Hao's words silenced all the people in the crowd.
The Ninth Prince's team and the black-robed person hadn't come back. This was weird.
"Don't worry. Even if Zhao Feng is still alive, he's heavily injured. It's impossible for him to attack us."
Sacred Lord Dark Soul knew the black-robed person's mastery of the soul the best, so he had a confident expression.
Zhao Feng was the most important beast tamer in this battle. Now that his soul was injured, he couldn't control the beasts.
"The Ninth Prince and Zhao Feng are here!"
Zhang Yi's voice suddenly sounded.
Sacred Lord Dark Soul's expression became dark. He regretted what he just said.
Zhang Yi and a doctor were taking care of the beasts outside. The beasts that had been eroded by the Intent of Death would die very soon if they weren't treated.
He didn't expect to see this scene because of this. He looked at Zhao Feng in fear. "What kind of monster is he?"
Whoosh!
The members of the Seventh Prince's team immediately went to the city walls and looked into the distance.
"Zhao Feng is fine?"
The Quasi-Sacred Lord that was sent out but didn't even see Zhao Feng or the Emperor of Death was surprised.
"Impossible! The black-robed person specializes in the Intent of Death. Zhao Feng's soul should be heavily injured. At the very least, it won't be easy for him to control the beasts."
Sacred Lord Dark Soul's dark eyes looked at Zhao Feng.
Even he was slightly scared of the black-robed person. He wasn't willing to admit that Zhao Feng was fine.
"From the looks of it, this battle is unavoidable."
The scholar looked at the members of the Ninth Prince's team and came to a conclusion from their expressions.
The return of the Ninth Prince's team also shocked the other Heaven's Legacy Cities and the other three princes' teams.
"The black-robed person and Sacred Lord Dark Soul chased after the Ninth Prince's team, but no one from the Ninth Prince's team died?"
The Second Prince's expression changed.
"How is that possible? The black-robed person? He didn't come back! "
The Thirteenth Prince had an ugly expression as killing intent appeared in his eyes as he looked at Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Feng!"
Battle-intent surged in Yu Tianhao's eyes.
"It seems like no one can do anything to him."
The Eighth Prince sighed.
The Ninth Prince's team arrived outside the Seventh Prince's Heaven's Legacy City once more.
The Ninth Prince's team wasn't mocked by anyone.
The Seventh Prince's team was ready for battle.
"His soul …!"
Sacred Lord Dark Soul inspected Zhao Feng closely and found that Zhao Feng didn't seem to be injured, and the aura of his soul was extremely strong.
"Attack at full force. Our main target is Zhao Feng. We just need to break his control over the beasts."
The scholar immediately messaged the members of the team and told them the plan.
"Zhao Feng, is there any problem?"
Old Ying asked.
He knew that the battle between Zhao Feng and the Emperor of Death would definitely be a battle of the soul.
"En."
Zhao Feng nodded his head.
"Attack at full force."
Zhao Feng's eyes were calm.
No one would stop him this time. He would take over this Heaven's Legacy City.
Hearing what Zhao Feng said, everyone became excited.
They knew that Zhao Feng would take out all his beasts and show them the strength of the Ninth Prince's team.
"Go!"
The scholar roared, and all the members instantly charged out. A terrifying Magnificent Power crushed forward, and their target was Zhao Feng.
Zhang Yi also ordered the beasts to get into formation.
Zhao Feng's expression didn't change as he looked at the Seventh Prince's team and waved his left hand.
Boom!
A terrifying beast aura suddenly appeared outside the Seventh Prince's city wall. This terrifying aura instantly shattered the charge of the Seventh Prince's team.
This fierce aura made everyone feel as if this place had become a kingdom of beasts, and they had become prey.
Hu ~ ~
A group of beasts completely surrounded the Seventh Prince's city wall.
Venomous black striped scorpions, Wind Wolves, Night Wolves, Red-Headed Ice Snakes, Winged Wolves, seven Sky Shaking Golden Apes, and several Emperor-level rare beasts.
The people that charged out from the Seventh Prince's city wall stopped and almost tripped and fell to the ground.
At the back, Zhang Yi, who was still arranging his troops, fell to the ground.
The beasts he controlled retreated in panic and howled.
"How … how many beasts are there?"
Zhang Yi's voice trembled in disbelief.
Moreover, these Demonic Beasts were all from the Immemorial Dream Realm. They were ferocious and not ordinary.
At this moment, a chubby Green Crystal Silkworm slowly flew out from Zhao Feng's hand.
A terrifying primordial aura descended upon the place.
The countless beasts around Zhao Feng instantly roared, and limitless fierce auras shook Heaven and Earth.
In an instant, this beast from the Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline became the leader of all the beasts.
They were willing to submit to the pure ancient bloodline of the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly and fight for it.
"What should we do?"
The Seventh Prince's face instantly paled as he looked at the scholar.
"Everyone, fight, but change the plan."
The scholar took a deep breath.
"Change the target to the Ninth Prince. Force him with all your might and even threaten his life."
The scholar's firm voice sounded in everyone's mind.
The Seventh Prince paused for a moment and understood what the scholar was trying to do.
As long as the Ninth Prince used the pseudo Crown Prince Seal to ask for help, everything would end. It would be pointless no matter how many beasts Zhao Feng had.
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