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King of Gods – Chapter 1460
Chapter 1460 – Become a God (I)
The Origin Refund Sect did not even try to consider Zhao Feng's offer of peace before refusing.
Xiahou Wu and Han Ning’er could only sigh and start worrying about the Origin Return Sect. In the Ziling Zone, Zhao Feng had defeated the God God, and it was rumored that he had also killed the God God in the Chixing Zone.
"Because you rejected my offer of peace, I will not be polite!" Zhao Feng focused his eyes.
He had no desire to cause trouble, but there were always people who thought that they were something else and were overpowered by greed.
These words immediately made the trio from the Origin Refund Sect go dumb.
“Haha, junior, I don't know what to call you brave or stupid.” Ancient God Qian Yuan and the two elders started laughing.
Sixty a few years ago, when Zhao Feng had escaped from the Gulong Zone, he was merely a Demon God. Even if he had a lot of treasures and had set a huge limit in cultivation, he could only become a Rank Seven Ancient God at most.
"Heh, just as arrogant as ever!" The upper echelon members of the Nether Ghost Race smiled even more wickedly.
The members of the Spirit Grass Gate looked at Zhao Feng like he was a monster. What made him so brave as to dare to say such a thing to the Origin Refund Sect Master?
"Since you don't want to speak peace, I can only let my powers do the talking!" Zhao Fengs face turned resolute as he stepped forward.
The Origin Refund Sect Trio had just calmed down, but they found this scene so ridiculous that they almost exploded once again with scorn.
But the moment Zhao Feng stepped forward, the world shook.
The kabooom!
The sky turned dark and the clouds surged. All the Yuan Qi in the area started to gather around Zhao Feng. The enormous worldly energy began to fall.
This intense pressure weighed on the two peak Nine Rank Elders and shocked the Origin Refund Sect Master.
Before they could say anything: Thump!
Zhao Feng once again stepped forward, and the worldly pressure doubled.
At this moment, the bodies of the two peak Nine Rank Elders sank as they grimaced. The Origin Refund Sect Master froze, his eyes widened in shock.
The forces of the Nether Ghost Race and the Yellow Dragon Pavilion felt like countless mountains were pressing down on them, making them difficult to breathe.
Luxuriant!
A moment later, several thousand people spewed blood and rushed backwards.
"Retreat!" The Ancient Gods of the Nether Ghost Race and the Yellow Dragon Pavilion called out.
This sudden shift left their minds blank, but in the face of this imminent danger, their instincts told them to flee.
"Speaking. How do you want to solve this? ” Zhao Feng suddenly said, and then he took another step forward.
Even though he was only a half-step Divine Lord, he had comprehended a Law. Moreover, the Divine Power of his Chaotic Origin could even be compared to the outstanding First Heaven God.
It's thundering!
World energy surged forward like an ancient beast.
Luxuriant! Luxuriant!
The two peak Rank Nine of the Origin Return Sect spewed blood and fell back. The Origin Refund Sect Master would inevitably have to retreat by half a step, his entire body trembling.
Behind Zhao Feng, all the members of the Spirit Grass Gate watched this in a daze. With three steps, he had forced back two top-tier Ancient Gods and Half-step Gods from the Origin Return Sect. In the eyes of the Spirit Grass Gate, half-step God Immortals were already peerless experts who could kill them as easily as stepping on an ant, but in the face of Zhao Fengs invisible pressure, these experts had retreated!
This Senior Zhao, our” Sect Master of Origin Returns fell silent for a moment.
In his worst-case scenario, he had thought Zhao Feng would have a trump card that allowed him to temporarily match the half-step God God, but he had never imagined this situation. He did not even have the courage to attack right now.
"Do you not want to arrest me?" Zhao Feng made his fourth step, mobilizing his many Intentions.
the broom!
Boundless energy gathered and roared with the momentum of the mountain rolling.
The Origin Refund Sect Master trembled, his face turning deathly pale, drops of blood coming out of his mouth. He was hit by a hard blow.
The explosion! Bang out!
The two peak Rank Nine were thrown backwards, leaving a bloody trail in the air.
“Zhao Senior, we're the one who's wrong in this matter! The Origin Refund Sect is willing to pay any compensation! ” The Origin Return Sect Master finally knew what to say and did it in a soft voice.
He did not dare to wonder if Zhao Feng would really kill them. As long as they could survive, they might be able to recover what they had lost, but death would be the end of everything.
"Get out of here! Don't let me see your face in the future!” Zhao Feng growled.
A mere four-star pinnacle faction had nothing worthy of attention. His main goal this time around was to use the Origin Return Sect to intimidate other factions.
Yes yes!" The trio from the Origin Refund Sect quickly got up and fled.
Zhao Feng was too strong. Even without actually attacking, he had made them vomit blood. If he really attacked, he could easily annihilate them.
As for the Yellow Dragon Pavilion army and the Nether Ghost Race, they had been scattered for a long time.
Behind, the members of the Spirit Grass Gate were dumbfounded. Everyone imagined that a bloody battle would ensue, and the arrival of the Nether Ghost Race had left them in despair.
But in the end, the Spirit Grass Gate won without fighting. The enemy army, including the experts from the Origin Refund Sect, had been feared to the point of being completely outdone.
"Very strong!" Han Ning’er muttered in shock.
"S-Senior Zhao, thank you very much for saving the Spirit Grass Gate!" The Spirit Grass Gate Master immediately stepped forward to voice his gratitude. Zhao Feng had managed to save the Spirit Grass Gate from the great crisis in passing.
"When are you back in the Ziling Zone?" Zhao Feng turned to Xiahou Wu and Han Ning’er.
“We still plan to stay for a while,” Xiahou Wu immediately said.
First, the Spirit Grass Gate had just been rebuilt. Han Ning’er won't be leaving so soon. Secondly, it would take some time to fully heal the wounds of the Spirit Grass Master Gate.
Since that was the case, Zhao Feng also decided to stay at the Spirit Grass Gate for the spell. Even though he had intimidated the Origin Refund Sect, there might still be some factions that were dissatisfied with him and would come to look for him.
He could solve this problem first and then leave. This would prevent those people from going to the Blazing Fire Golden Sheep Race and the Spirit Grass Gate after he left.
Zhao Feng had only imprisoned a few True Immortals from these factions. It's nothing to die for. These people were too greedy and wanted Zhao Feng's treasure.
Zhao Feng naturally could not waste the time he spent at the Spirit Grass Gate. Entering the Spacetime Cloak, he entered a remote cultivation period to build strength.
One day outside was a hundred days in the Spacetime Cloak.
Five hundred days soon passed in the Spacetime Cloak, and in that period, no faction had come to find him.
Zhao Feng sensed that he had reached a bottleneck in various aspects and would find it difficult to advance further.
"You guys, get out there and keep watch for me!" Zhao Feng summoned the Black Destroying Dragon, Zhao Wang, and Zhao Kong, moving them out of the Dimension of the Spacetime Cloak.
The Black Destroying Dragon had just become a half-step God. This along with his bloodline allowed him to challenge the typical God Realm. Both of his clones had reached the peak of Rank Nine. With the three of them on guard, Zhao Feng could be calmer.
Zhao Feng entered the Ancient Dream Realm and started focusing his mind as he prepared to break through to become a God God!
The hardest part about Becoming a God God was compressing the nine Divine Stages into one God Altar. When creating the Altar of Gods, the Divine Stages would disappear, one by one. If one fails, these Divine Stages will not return. They will completely disappear. For this reason, many experts who tried to become a God-God would experience failures in cultivation.
If one were to fail at the last moment, using all nine Divine Stages, he would fall far below the Heavenly Divine Realm. This was a destructive blow to a half-step God Realm, a fate that was even more painful than death.
But Zhao Feng was rather confident. First, he had Laws, and it was the Space Laws that were extremely tolerant. Second, his Soul Intent had reached the level of a God God, and along with the God Spiritual Eye, he would have incredible control over the process, reducing the chances of any accident.
Moreover, the Ancestral Artifact fragment contained the Laws of Time. It can slow down time, further reducing the chances of mistakes. He also had the Heaven Void God Origin Ginseng, which increased his chances of becoming a God God.
One day, a disciple of the Spirit Grass Gate arrived at Zhao Fengs residence.
Swish!
A black scaly man suddenly appeared in front of him, scaring him.
“My master is in seclusion. Is there a problem?" ask the Black Destroying Dragon.
“Ancient God Traces have been found near the Gate of Spirit Grass. They might target Senior Zhao . ” Spirit Grass Gate disciples leave immediately after making this report.
"Only a very few Ancient Gods?" The Black Destroying Dragon snorted indifferently.
To the north of the Spirit Grass Gate:
Swish! Swish!
The few people who were heading towards the Spirit Grass Gate suddenly stopped.
"Get out!" An elder with long arms turned his gaze into the distance.
Bzz!
Several figures slowly appeared. Their leader was a woman with shiny skin covered in bewitching white tattoos.
"So, it's the Sky Water Yao Race." The eyes of the long-armed elder blinked.
This bewitching woman was none other than the Sky Water Race Matriarch Yao.
"Sister Gong Shu should have killed Zhao Feng, right?" The woman gave a dazzling smile.
“I assume that the Sky Water Yao Race has the same goal, but why are you hiding here? Are you afraid of Zhao Feng? The long-armed elder was somewhat confused.
He started coming as soon as he heard Zhao Feng's return. He originally believed that Zhao Feng had been captured and he might arrive in time to get a share of the spoils. After all, Zhao Feng had also imprisoned his faction members.
But the real situation was very different from what he had imagined.
“Looks like Brother Gong Shu doesn't know. The Origin Return Sect noticed Zhao Feng and chased after him long before us, but in the end, the members of the Origin Return Sect returned empty-handed! the bewitching woman slowly said.
"How can you?" The long-armed elder was shocked.
The Origin Refund Sect was stronger than its faction, but had returned empty-handed? Does Zhao Feng have a strong protector?
"If that's the case, why are you still here?" The elder glanced at the woman.
Yao Sky Water Race was extremely cunning, and he did not completely trust the words of this woman.
“One faction might not be able to do anything to Zhao Feng, but Zhao Feng offended no less than twenty factions back then. Even if that child had the First Sky God God protecting him, they couldn't possibly fight against so many factions in Gulong Zone!” The woman smiled charmingly.
In the Wild Ancient Secret Dimension and the Gulong Martial Meeting, the Yao Sky Water Race had suffered losses at Zhao Fengs hands. And for Zhao Feng to be able to oppose a half-step God Realm in such a short period of time, he undoubtedly had other heaven-defying treasures and cultivation resources with him beside the Five Elements Palace and the Spacetime Cloak. He had spent tens of millions of years stalled at the half-step stage of God God, so he had a burning desire for treasures that could help him become a God God.
Moreover, he was certain that the Violet Night Hall would also be tempted.
The long-armed elder was confident that the Yao Sky Water Race would not survive if there was nothing to gain, so he decided to stop as well.
Slowly, the long-sleeved elder realized something; whenever a new faction was about to come, the Sky Water Yao Race would leak their energy so that this faction would pay attention to them and be recruited.
"As expected, the Sky Water Yao Race was a cunning race!" The long-armed elder made a mental note.
Less than half a month later, twelve four-and-a-half-star factions had been gathered.
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