King of Gods
chapter-1318

Ancient God Profound Devil’s group of six would definitely have found out through Zhao Feng’s pet contract with the little thieving cat that he was still alive. Zhao Feng was sure that, once they found he was still alive, they would think of many different ways to eliminate him.

The faction Ancient God Profound Devil’s group belonged to was extremely abnormal. It would be extremely easy for it to find information on Zhao Feng. It might even send people to watch the Spiritual Race, and once Zhao Feng emerged, it would attempt to capture or assassinate him.

For this reason, on this excursion to the Antian Zone to pick up the little thieving cat, Zhao Feng had to work from the shadows and conceal his identity. Otherwise, he might end up alerting his enemy to his location.

But not even the Eye-Shrouding Art could completely conceal the color of Zhao Feng’s eye and hair, and such external traits were unique even in the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods. Since this was the case, Zhao Feng had to think of another idea.

On the Spiritual Race’s warship:

“Who is this person?” a black-robed elder stared at Zhao Hui and asked in displeasure.

“Elder, this junior is Zhao Hui, inner disciple of the Spiritual Race!” Zhao Hui had a genial smile.

This was Zhao Feng’s plan; he would use Zhao Hui as a substitute to act in his place.

Zhao Hui was already an inner disciple of the Spiritual Race, so his identity would not draw any suspicion here. In addition, Zhao Hui had earlier broken into the Heavenly Divine Realm, becoming a Rank Three True God. This sort of cultivation level was very easy to disregard and wouldn’t bring any problems when investigated.

“This is an inner disciple that has caught the eye of this old man. This old man intends to take him as a disciple soon and is taking him out to gain some experience.” Ancient God Floating Spirit gave the explanation that Zhao Feng had provided.

Ancient God Floating Spirit was once Zhao Yufei’s master, and he naturally wouldn’t refuse a request from Zhao Feng.

Ancient God Floating Spirit’s words caused the other people on the warship to take a few more glances at Zhao Hui. But no matter how they saw it, Zhao Hui was just an extremely mediocre person.

“How lucky!” Jin Kun mumbled.

An ordinary disciple that had just entered the Spiritual Race and barely reached Rank Three was already favored by an Ancient God Elder of the Spiritual Race. Such luck was simply incredible.

This trade convoy to the Antian Zone was also a kind of mission. Other than the three Ancient God Elders, there were four Ancient God disciples who had taken this mission.

The three Elders were Ancient God Floating Spirit, a black-clothed Ancient God, and an old woman with silver hair. Of the four disciples, Zhao Feng recognized only one: Jin Wei’s older brother, Jin Kun.

“This really is a good identity!” Zhao Feng faintly smiled as he ordered Zhao Hui to leave and go back to his room.

Zhao Hui’s appearance made everyone a little suspicious, but they had no interest in paying attention to an ordinary Rank Three True God.

Upon returning to his room, Zhao Hui activated the array, indicating that he was cultivating and shouldn’t be disturbed.

Of his clones, Zhao Feng had interacted with Zhao Hui the least. Zhao Hui had mostly relied on himself on his path of cultivation. This time, Zhao Feng personally instructed Zhao Hui in cultivation, even giving him a detailed curriculum.

Zhao Hui’s position was that of a doctor, and as a doctor, he did not require fighting power, but he did require speed and ways of escaping. Thus, Zhao Feng modified the Metal Lightning Radiance Wings into a method of flight suitable for Zhao Hui. As for the Intents that Zhao Hui needed to comprehend, Water and Wood were foremost while Wind and Space were secondary.

After passing on the appropriate lessons and providing the necessary cultivation resources, Zhao Feng began to busy himself with his own affairs.

The operation to save the little thieving cat was extremely dangerous. The more powerful he was, the greater the chance of his success. Zhao Feng could not waste a single moment, putting it all into cultivation.

Now that he had cultivated to the second level of the Chaos Heaven Void Origin Technique, he could cultivate the high-level Chaos Origin Divine Power combat skills such as Chaos Origin Divine Fist and Chaos Origin Shield. Besides these, Zhao Feng also cultivated spacetime eye-bloodline techniques, Spatial Shift, and more.

After around three months, the Spiritual Race’s warship left the Ziling Zone and entered the Antian Zone.

Zhao Feng emerged from the Spacetime Robe Dimension and took out the bronze coin. When the bronze coin was traveling in the same direction as the little thieving cat, it would shine with a starry luster.

“It really is in the Antian Zone!” Zhao Feng also discovered that the bronze coin was traveling in the same direction as the warship’s final destination, Black Devil Peak.

Zhao Feng had originally planned to set off on his own once he arrived at the Antian Zone, but since his target was in the same direction as Black Devil Peak, Zhao Feng decided to travel with the Spiritual Race to Black Devil Peak before setting off on his own.

Black Devil Peak was one of the five-star factions of the Antian Zone. It would be much easier to gather information where so many people were congregated.

Zhao Feng returned to the Spacetime Robe Dimension and continued his seclusion. Only after he had solidified the second level of the Chaos Heaven Void Origin Technique and familiarized himself with the combat skills of that level did Zhao Feng choose to rest for a while.

Swish!

Zhao Feng took out a translucent chestnut-shaped crystal from his Interspatial Dimension. Inside the crystal was clearly a pair of eyes.

This was a pair of Eyes of Spacetime. It was the pair that the little thieving cat had stolen from the eight-sided installation. Before being captured, the little thieving cat had given this pair of Eyes of Spacetime to Zhao Feng.

“My Chaos Heaven Void Origin Technique primarily cultivates Space Intent. If I had a clone with the Eye of Spacetime, it would be of great assistance to me while I’m comprehending Space Intent….” Zhao Feng had an idea.

Only by giving this pair of Eyes of Spacetime to his next clone could he maximize the value of these eyes. However, he was still studying the fourth level of the Soul Splitting Technique, so the fourth clone was still quite some way from being able to be formed.

One day, the Spiritual Race warship finally arrived at Black Devil Peak. Zhao Feng finally emerged from his seclusion.

“The mission this time is rather simple.” Jin Kun stood at the front of the warship and gave a satisfied smile.

Zhao Feng learned that the Spiritual Race warship had been waylaid by bandits twice, but the Spiritual Race Ancient Gods had easily taken care of them.

Zhao Hui and Zhao Feng, who had been in seclusion the entire time, had no idea these incidents had occurred until now. Of course, this was also because Zhao Hui was so weak that everyone else had forgotten about him.

“In the past, the Spiritual Race’s trading missions would be intercepted and hindered by the Blazing Gold Race, but for the Blazing Gold Race to not send anyone this time is rather surprising….” The silver-haired old lady had a grim look in her eyes.

Zhao Hui quietly chuckled to himself. In the Heaven’s Legacy Race ruins, nine Ancient Gods of the Blazing Gold Race, including a Rank Eight Ancient God, had fallen.

Even to a five-star faction, this was an enormous loss. If the two five-star factions got into a war at this time, the Blazing Gold Race would lose without question. They were undoubtedly using this time to lick their wounds and build back their power, so they had no time to worry about the Spiritual Race.

Zhao Feng turned to look at the thick sea of black fog before them. Five precipitous mountains were soon spotted looming out of the black mist, like the claws of a ghost seeking to climb out of the earth.

Black Devil Peak, one of the Antian Zone’s five-star factions, was not controlled by any major race. Rather, it was a sect that took in every kind of disciple.

…

On one of the outer peaks of Black Devil Peak was a fighting stage, around which many disciples of Black Devil Peak had gathered.

At this moment, a golden figure plunged to the ground.

“Big Bro Cloudbreaker!”

“True God Cloudbreaker is here!”

The surrounding spectators cried out in alarm.

True God Cloudbreaker possessed the Eye of Destruction and was one of the inner peak disciples of Black Devil Peak. It was rumored that he was already at the peak of Rank Three. He just needed to enter Rank Four, and he would become a core disciple.

“Big Bro Cloudbreaker, you came again!” A tall youth who seemed to be little more than a bag of bones went up to welcome him.

“According to your orders, I’ve had outer peak disciples challenge him every day. You came at just the right time. The battle isn’t over yet!” The skeletal youth gave a fawning smile.

He was the most senior of the outer peak disciples, but True God Cloudbreaker was on the verge of joining the ranks of core disciples. With his Eye of Destruction, his future prospects were limitless.

“I will award whoever wins this battle with a Divine Blood Pill!” True God Cloudbreaker spotted a golden figure on the stage and gave a playful smile.

Two figures were fiercely battling on the stage.

Kaboom!

A black-clothed youth gripping a metal claw unleashed a massive black skeleton. The other person, a golden figure, didn’t have time to react and was pushed back to the edge of the stage, his body covered in bleeding wounds.

“Kun Yun, after all this time, you haven’t gotten stronger at all!” The black-clothed youth gave a leisurely smile.

“Damn!” True God Kun Yun clambered up. Ignoring the black-clothed youth, he shot a glare at the distant True God Cloudbreaker. He was in such a state precisely because of this person.

“Since that’s the case, Big Bro Cloudbreaker’s Divine Blood Pill is mine!” The black-clothed youth gripped the black metal claw and slashed at Kun Yun.

Boom! Bang!

True God Kun Yun was too riddled with wounds to put up a fight and was thrown off the stage.

“It’s yours!” True God Cloudbreaker took out a pill that looked like blood-colored glass and threw it to the black-clothed youth, after which he prepared to fly off.

“Cloudbreaker!” Kun Yun clenched his golden fists, his blood-red eyes glaring at True God Cloudbreaker.

He had come to the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods ten years ago and managed to luckily enter a five-star faction. But to his surprise, the Continent Zone’s Demigod Destruction was also at Black Devil Peak. He had come a little earlier than Kun Yun, and both his bloodline and talent were better, so he received better treatment from Black Devil Peak.

Originally, True God Cloudbreaker was just unintentionally suppressing Kun Yun, paying little attention to him, but his attitude changed ever since the God Eye Assembly. Every day, he would have the outer peak disciples humiliate Kun Yun.

Alas, Kun Yun was still not able to leave Black Devil Peak. He knew that, the moment he left, True God Cloudbreaker would have him killed.

Brrrooom!

At this moment, a gorgeous warship of blue and white steel howled past their heads.

“This is a warship belonging to the Spiritual Race of the Ziling Zone. Every few decades, Black Devil Peak and the Spiritual Race will visit each other and make a few trades,” one of the older outer peak disciples emotionally said.

“Spiritual Race warship!?” True God Cloudbreaker’s body trembled as he stared at the warship.

Zhao Feng is a member of the Spiritual Race! True God Cloudbreaker began to panic.

He naturally knew about Kun Yun’s relationship with Zhao Feng. If Zhao Feng learned that he was treating Kun Yun this way, he wouldn’t be forgiven. But Zhao Feng had no idea where Kun Yun would end up, so he surely wouldn’t specifically come to Black Devil Peak just for that.

But he had no idea that, inside this blue and white warship, a somewhat scholarly youth with rather ordinary looks was coldly looking at him.