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“His Excellency truly lives up to his status as the Ninth God Eye! He’s already Becoming a God Lord!” The Blood Flame Qilin Race Patriarch had a look of respect on his face.

When he was at peak Rank Nine, Zhao Feng was a peak Rank Seven Ancient God. Now that he was a God Lord, Zhao Feng was also beginning his breakthrough into the God Lord level.

Zhao Feng was secluded within the Spacetime Robe.

At this moment, the bottom-most Divine Stage of his nine Divine Stages was slowly turning from square to circular. After a long while, Zhao Feng had formed the nascent God Altar.

But this was only the beginning. What came next was the crucial step: compressing the power of all the other Divine Stages into the nascent God Altar, stimulating it into evolving into the real God Altar.

Buzz! Bzzz!

The second Divine Stage melted into liquid and fused with the nascent God Altar down below, causing it to become somewhat more solid.

Becoming a God Lord was a slow and arduous process, and one could not be the slightest bit impatient.

As for the Heaven Void God Origin Ginseng, which could improve the chances of becoming a God Lord, Zhao Feng did not immediately take it. He planned to only use it when instability appeared in his God Altar. That would maximize the effects of this resource.

Although Zhao Feng was in seclusion, through his clones, he had some understanding of the situation around Spirit Grass Gate.

At this moment, many of the upper echelon members of Spirit Grass Gate and Xiahou Wu were very worried. More and more experts were concealing themselves within a radius of several hundred thousand li around Spirit Grass Gate, and there were even half-step God Lords among them.

The strongest cultivators of Spirit Grass Gate were only Rank Seven Ancient Gods, and they were deeply unsettled by this development.

“Just how should we deal with his?!” The Spirit Grass Gate Master furrowed his brow.

Although he knew that there were many factions hidden around Spirit Grass Gate, there was nothing Spirit Grass Gate could do about it. Once they offended these factions, Spirit Grass Gate might simply be exterminated.

But at a time like this, Zhao Feng refused to leave seclusion. Xiahou Wu and Han Ning’er had also tried to call on Zhao Feng, but the Black Destruction Dragon stopped them.

“Alas, fate is so cruel!”

“The old heavens wish for the death of my Spirit Grass Gate!”

The upper echelon members of Spirit Grass Gate couldn’t help but lament.

There were even many Spirit Grass Gate members who resented Zhao Feng. Although Zhao Feng had resolved their crisis, he brought an even greater danger to Spirit Grass Gate.

The vast majority of the factions hidden around the area were far stronger than Spirit Grass Gate. Zhao Feng was the one who brought all this trouble, but at this crucial moment, Zhao Feng was not coming out.

“Report! They’re coming over!” At this moment, a panicked voice resounded through the hall.

The upper echelon members of Spirit Grass Gate, Han Ning’er, and Xiahou Wu all grimaced.

“I’ll go and call Brother Zhao. The rest of you, delay them for as long as you can!” Xiahou Wu said these words before hastily running off.

Swish! Swish!

Many people flew out of Spirit Grass Gate.

Fwooosh!

The winds gusted and clouds surged, and all kinds of phenomena could be seen.

This... twelve major factions!?” The Spirit Grass Gate Master felt his legs buckle as he scanned the area.

There were six peak four-star factions among these twelve factions. Moreover, Spirit Grass Gate Master observed that, of these six peak four-star factions, the leaders of five of them were present. This meant that there were already five half-step God Lords present!

Whoosh!

A man with a pitch-black body that glimmered with golden light stepped forward. This was the master of Golden Dragon Valley, and Golden Dragon Valley was one of the strongest peak four-star factions of the Gulong Zone.

“Zhao Feng, come out for a talk!” the Golden Dragon Valley Master said in a deep and resounding voice.

Kaboom!

This voice brought with it a gale that swept through Spirit Grass Gate and made all its members stagger. They even had a misperception that the Golden Dragon Valley Master was the entire world while they were just blades of grass.

“Senior, Zhao Feng is-” Spirit Grass Gate Master respectfully began to explain.

“Was I asking you?” The Golden Dragon Valley Master interrupted him with a cold and emotionless voice.

On the surface, these many factions had come to “talk” with Zhao Feng, but this was limited only to Zhao Feng. The Spirit Grass Gate Master was so weak that he simply wasn’t even worth their attention.

In the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, if one was not strong enough, they would not even have the right to speak.

“Heheh, Spirit Grass Gate will suffer disaster this time!” In the crowd, the Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master smugly smiled. Although Zhao Feng had scared away Yellow Dragon Pavilion last time, with so many factions coming this time, would Zhao Feng be able to continue acting so arrogantly?

Swish!

A green figure shot over to the delegation from Spirit Grass Gate.

“Seniors, Zhao Feng is currently busy,” Xiahou Wu calmly said.

Upon hearing these words, the members of Spirit Grass Gate knew that Zhao Feng was still not willing to appear.

“Good Sir must be a disciple of the Life Sacred Land. To travel such a great distance to the Gulong Zone, why not stay at the Sky Water Yao Race? We will treat you well!” The bewitching woman from the Sky Water Yao Race immediately stepped forward and issued an invitation.

Xiahou Wu instantly grimaced. This was the matriarch of the Sky Water Yao Race. Although it was an invitation on the surface, it was actually a demand for him to keep his distance from this matter. If Xiahou Wu refused, he would be offending a half-step God Lord and giving the Sky Water Yao Race an excuse to act.

“How cunning!” Xiahou Wu couldn’t help but sigh.

As Xiahou Wu was struggling over what to do, a handsome man in silver clothes blinked next to Xiahou Wu. This person was none other than Zhao Feng’s clone, Zhao Kong.

“For what reason are you seeking out my master? He is not in a state to see guests right now, so if you have something to say, you can just tell me,” Zhao Kong calmly said. At the same time, his eyes began to shine with a silver luster and seemed to be infinite voids.

“Peak Rank Nine, Eyes of Spacetime!” The half-step God Lords present all grimaced.

If Zhao Kong hadn’t called Zhao Feng his master, many people would have suspected him to be an expert from some major faction.

Many of the peak four-star factions understood that Zhao Feng was a member of the Spiritual Race, but the Spiritual Race was too far away. This place was part of the Gulong Zone; if they attacked Zhao Feng, the Spiritual Race could do nothing about it.

But if a member of another major faction appeared, then that, along with the presence of the Life Sacred Land’s Xiahou Wu, would truly make them have second thoughts.

“Everyone present is a person of some stature and reputation. We’ve personally come to pay a visit, but your master says that he cannot see guests? Is he looking down on us?” The long-armed elder stepped forward and coldly huffed.

“When he was last in the Gulong Zone, Zhao Feng imprisoned a member of my Golden Dragon Valley. Now that this god has personally come, he actually does not want to see me?” The Golden Dragon Valley Master’s face chilled.

“Have Zhao Feng come out!”

“Have him hand over the people of Celestial Star Pavilion!”

The experts of many other factions voiced their agreement.

On the surface, these factions had come to negotiate, but what they really wanted was to kill and rob. After all, Zhao Feng was a member of the five-star Spiritual Race. They could not openly attack him, so they could only use the pretense of negotiation to seek out any opportunity to strike.

“Cease with the chatter and have him come out!”

“If he doesn’t come out, we’ll go and find him!”

The surrounding major factions converged on Spirit Grass Gate, seemingly prepared to search the entire premises. “Scram!” the Golden Dragon Valley Master roared, unleashing an invisible pressure that went to impede Zhao Kong. Swish! Swish!

Everyone began to encroach on Zhao Feng’s residence.

At this moment, a furious roar resounded; “Impudent!”

The Black Destruction Dragon and Zhao Wang appeared.

An oppressive and dreadful energy immediately descended on the area. Everyone beneath the half-step God Lord level trembled in fear, their minds beginning to inexplicably panic.

At this moment, everyone focused on the Black Destruction Dragon.

“This bloodline energy...!”

“Heavens, the Destruction Dragon Race!”

Everyone was intimidated by the Black Destruction Dragon.

“It’s a member of the Destruction Dragon Race! This race has destroyed innumerable dimensions and factions. It’s an extremely evil and wicked race!” the bewitching woman from the Sky Water Yao Race spoke in an alluring voice.

“Stubborn woman, what did you say?” The Black Destruction Dragon’s eyes turned cold.

“Stand aside!” The Golden Dragon Valley Master and another half-step God Lord charged forward to push back the Black Destruction Dragon.

“Seeking death!” The Black Destruction Dragon’s face turned savage as it unleashed a gout of Destructive draconic flames.

The Black Destruction Dragon would do everything in its power to fulfill the mission Zhao Feng had entrusted to it. It knew what Zhao Feng was trying to do, so it could not allow anyone to disturb Zhao Feng.

A battle was imminent. The members of Spirit Grass Gate immediately retreated.

This was a battle of half-step God Lords. Any ordinary True God who lingered would just be seeking death.

In a distant mountain valley:

Bzzzz!

A pitch-black figure suddenly appeared in the air.

“They’ve started fighting.” God Lord Tyrant Dragon’s eyes flashed with cold light.

In truth, this was a situation that he did not want to see because the forces were of similar strength and he did not know how long they would keep fighting.

However, for the Ninth God Eye, he could afford to be a little patient.

“I didn’t think that this kid would also have a Destruction Dragon Race expert. It’s seems like my harvest will be very rich.” God Lord Tyrant Dragon’s gaze rested on the Black Destruction Dragon for a few moments, an evil gleam in his eyes.

He didn’t care what the current situation was. He knew that, in the end, Zhao Feng would fall into his hands.

Elsewhere, the Violet Night Hall Lord was leading a group of three in flying toward Zhao Feng’s location.

“Zhao Feng won’t be captured by another faction, right?” A half-step God Lord was somewhat anxious.

Violet Night Hall was located in the center of the Gulong Zone, very far from the edge, so they would arrive rather late. “Not long ago, the Ziling Zone’s Spiritual Race and Blazing Gold Race had a major war. Zhao Feng had an outstanding performance on the battlefield, even pushing back a God Lord!” the Violet Night Hall Lord said. He was wearing a violet robe and was cloaked in a violet mist.

In truth, he had also learned that the Ninth God Eye had appeared in the Chixing Zone. Even more bizarrely, the owner of the Ninth God Eye was rumored to be someone called Zhao Feng. However, the Chixing Zone was very far from the Ziling Zone. In the view of the Violet Night Hall Lord, these were not the same people.

“How could that be?” The half-step God Lord who spoke just before was shocked.

The Zhao Feng who was only a Quasi-God back then could now contend against God Lords?

“Those minor factions only seek destruction if they attack Zhao Feng. In the end, this one will have to personally end everything,” the Violet Night Hall Lord unhurriedly said.

In just a few decades, Zhao Feng had gone from a Quasi-God to someone capable of fighting against God Lords. There was no question that he was hiding some kind of secret. And in the incident at Five Star Mountain, Zhao Feng truly had imprisoned members of Violet Night Hall. With this reason, the Violet Night Hall Lord could force Zhao Feng into handing over his treasures.