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King of Gods – Chapter 637


Chapter 637 – Wen Luoan


In the Ten Thousand Ancient Holy Peak, two or three hundred disciples from the True Martial Holy Lands gathered in front of a tattered palace.


The outline of the garden could be seen above their heads.


At first, the outline was very blurred and existed in a state like a void, but as time went on, the outline of the garden became clearer and clearer, as if trying to make it happen.


At the front and back of the garden, there was an ancient rusty green door with a sacred beast made of marble next to it. Although they were fake, they gave off a metallic feeling and looked as if they were still alive.


“Demigod Forgotten Garden usually takes one hour to fully open.”


Dong Wenjian's voice rang out in Zhao Feng's ear.


Zhao Feng and Dong Wenjian stood among the crowd from the Mystic True Sacred Clan.


The two or three hundred geniuses below the entrance of the Demigod Forgotten Garden were composed of disciples from two Holy Clans and thirty-three two-star sects.


Being a three-star superpower, the Mystic True Sacred Clan had 50 places, while a normal two-star sect only had five. The stronger two-star sects had more – around eight to ten.


For example, the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect had ten places, whereas the Golden Mountain Sect only had five.


Before the Demigod Forgotten Garden opened, Dong Wenjian told Zhao Feng about the top ten geniuses of the Holy Land, as well as a few other powerful figures.


Nan Gongsheng led the Mystic True Sacred Clan. After him were Che Yilin and Senior Martial Brother Nan*, both of whom had reached the late stages of the Great Origin Core Realm. All three were among the top ten geniuses.


Of course, other than them, there were also some geniuses from the Mystic True Sacred Clan who were only at the bottom of the top ten geniuses, as well, like those who were at the early and middle stages of the Great Origin Core Realm.


Other than them, Jiang Fan and his bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race might also be able to challenge the top ten geniuses.


At this moment, Jiang Fan's gaze landed on Zhao Feng, and his expression became somewhat ugly.


"Zhao Feng's cultivation had also reached the late stage of the Little Origin Core Realm."


Jiang Fan clenched his fists, and he felt somewhat defeated in his heart.


Back in the Void Sea Spiritual Palace, Zhao Feng was merely a "little figure" who would never interact with him again in his eyes.


Chen Yilin, who was next to Jiang Fan, also noticed this.


Zhao Fengs improvement was not only fast, it had even surpassed Jiang Fan, who had the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race.


“Junior Martial Brother Jiang, don't think too much about it. Even with the same cultivation level, you have the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race, so you will definitely win. Your opponent is the top ten geniuses of the Holy Land.”


Che Yilin smiled and comforted.


Hearing that, Jiang Fan's expression became a little calm. He decided to surpass Zhao Feng by obtaining a better reward in the Demigod Forgotten Garden.


“Murids from the Mystic True Sacred Clan, after entering the Demigod Forgotten Garden, you guys should help each other. Do not attack or kill each other.”


The Emperor's powerful intent sounded in the minds of the disciples.


Elder Rule!


The hearts of the Core disciples trembled as they agreed.


With Dong Wenjian's introduction, Zhao Feng was able to recognize several other experts from other powers.


“He is Meng Xi. Only he could fight Nan Gongsheng among the top ten geniuses, and he had the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race. ”


Their gazes landed on a young lady in a blue dress.


The girl had a perfect face and starry eyes. Her hair fell to the ground and was gently blown off by the wind, yet it was somehow not dirty and seemed to present a perfect image.


When the gazes of all the disciples landed on Meng Xi, their hearts were shaken.


In every aspect, Meng Xi fulfilled the image of a goddess.


"Aura a strange lineage."


When he saw her, Zhao Feng felt as if he wanted to protect her.


The peng! The peng! The peng! The peng!


The Gods Spiritual Eye leaped gently, and Zhao Feng became calm again as he escaped the wonderful sensation.


"Meng Xi's bloodline strength was biased towards the soul."


Zhao Feng concluded.


Hm?


The gaze of the blue-clothed girl with long hair suddenly turned around and landed on Zhao Feng.


A powerful pressure descended on Zhao Fengs soul, and Meng Xi's eyes locked onto Zhao Feng's body for a breath or two.


Dong Wenjian, who was next to Zhao Feng, felt his thoughts, bloodline, and strength freeze.


Meng Xi's actions caught the attention of the other geniuses. Someone capable of arousing Meng Xi's interest was clearly not simple.


"He's that new Core disciple?"


Nan Gongsheng could only glance towards Zhao Feng, but he was not surprised.


“That's right, he is Zhao Feng who became Emperor Duanmu's Personal disciple.”


Another Core disciple nearby said.


At the same time, Zhao Feng felt a lot of pressing eyes were on him. They were from the top ten geniuses of the Holy Land.


Among them, Zhao Feng felt a gaze full of hostility and killing intent.


“Zhao Feng, life does. We meet again. This time, we will dance on the same stage.”


A warm and smiling young man from the Thousand Darkness Sacred Clan examined Zhao Feng.


Right at this moment, Dong Wenjian spoke, “The warm-looking young man was named Wen Luoan, a disciple who had just joined the Thousand Darkness Holy Clan, who was a student, and he should not be weaker than the top ten geniuses. He is most likely the biggest dark horse this time.”


The warm-looking cultivation of Wen Luoan had reached the late stage of the Great Origin Core Realm.


"Wen Luoan?"


Zhao Feng's eyes twinkled as he became wary.


The warm youth gave him dangerous pressure.


“Despite the two Holy Clans, Lei Zhen of the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect had a rare Ancient Lightning Spiritual Bloodline, and he focused on the power of Lightning. His combat strength is very strong.”


Dong Wenjian warned.


Zhao Feng turned his head and saw a big man barefoot with a big sword on his back.


Lei Zhen's cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Great Origin Core Realm, and the lightning aura from his body even made Zhao Feng's Wind Lightning True Yuan tremble.


"Aura Lightning is very powerful."


Zhao Feng could feel how terrifying this person was with just the power of Lightning emitting from him.


“Hmph, the legacy of the Wind Lightning Emperor? Back then, the Wind Lightning Emperor came to the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect and understood many of the techniques here, otherwise, he would not have become so famous.”


Lei Zhen muttered to himself.


The Ten Thousand Lightning Sect was one of the most elite forces in the Cang Sea cultivated in lightning.


Their strength was also very close to a three-star superpower, and they easily surpassed the Golden Mountain Sect.


Even the Wind Lightning Emperor had once cultivated in the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect. Without the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect, there would be no Wind Lightning Emperor.


"None of the ten simple prodigies of the Holy Land."


Zhao Feng paid special attention to every one of the ten that Dong Wenjian told him about.


As time passed, the outline of the garden above became clearer, and the air at the Ten Thousand Ancient Holy Peak trembled slightly.


It was as if two spaces were squeezed together, and Zhao Fengs God Spiritual Eye could see something.


If space is compared to a bubble, then the smaller bubbles have just merged into the larger bubbles.


The Demigod Forgotten Garden was a secret realm created by a Demigod with a heaven-defying method.


"The Demigod Forgotten Garden is about to open."


Two or three hundred geniuses of the Holy Land above the Ten Thousand Ancient Holy Peak raised their heads.


At this moment, all they could see was the outline of the Demigod Forgotten Garden and the two green doors.


“There are two entrances to Demigod Forgotten Garden. One in front, the other in back.”


The information regarding the Demigod Forgotten Garden appeared in Zhao Fengs mind.


The two green doors were guarded by the Mystical True Sacred Clan and the Thousand Darkness Holy Clan.


Behind them was a stronger two-star sect.


Weng~~ Bomb!


Space is back vibrating.


Fortunately, the Ten Thousand Ancient Holy Peak chamber was extremely stable, and had a spatial stabilizing array.


A corner of the DemiG.o.d Forgotten Garden fell and completely landed on the Ten Thousand Ancient Sacred Peak.


"The Forgotten Corner of the Garden has joined the Ten Thousand Ancient Holy Peaks."


“Demigod Forgotten Garden has been successfully opened.”


Divine senses from the experts of the sects and clans filled the air.


"Let's get into the Forgotten Demigod Park."


Nan Gongsheng stormed in front and turned into a streak of silver light that shot towards the green door.


At the same time, Meng Xi with her extremely long hair flashed by.


Sheng and Meng, two super prodigies, stood at the peak and entered the Demigod Forgotten Garden with incomparable speed.


Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound!


The geniuses from the two Holy Clans sped towards the green door.


“ Junior Martial Brother Zhao, you should meet with the other clan disciples when you enter. That way, you will not be harmed . ”


Dong Wenjian warned as he also jumped into the green door.


Zhao Feng nodded his head and left a shadow of the purple Wind Lightning behind as he disappeared.


"So, it was the Purple Lightning Wind Destruction."


A cold intent came from Lei Zhen of the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect behind.


Weng~~~


As more and more people entered the DemiG.o.d Forgotten Garden, the two green doors started to become unstable. When all two or three hundred disciples entered, the color of the green door had faded to its limit.


Bang out!


Both green doors closed at the same time.


Only one corner of the DemiG.o.d Forgotten Garden could be seen in the Ten Thousand Ancient Sacred Peak.


Even the Divine Sense of Kings and Emperors found it extremely difficult to enter the Demigod Forgotten Garden.


Shua!


Zhao Feng's body fell into the old forest.


The crushing pressure of the Demigod Forgotten Garden instantly fell on him.


"As expected."


Zhao Feng's figure paused for a moment before starting to walk.


The Demigod Forgotten Garden s.p.a.ce was much stronger than the Holy Land. Zhao Feng learned this a few days ago.


Around the same time, many geniuses who entered the Demigod Forgotten Garden stumbled.


“A very strong pressure.”


These geniuses had red faces and had difficulty breathing.


Those who had the cultivation of the Small Origin Core Realm could not even fly here. Even those at the Great Origin Core Realm could only do so.


Moreover, all kinds of strength and intent were restricted here.


For example, in the outside world, a wide area attack from the Great Origin Core Realm could sweep through tens of miles and destroy a small town, but in the Demigod Forgotten Garden, it was only in the DemiG.o.d, the same attack would only cover ten or twenty yards. Every other aspect, such as speed, is also restricted.


*Translator Note: Brother Nan should not be confused with Nan Gongsheng. Both are different people.


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