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Chapter 965 – Sickness of Death

At the same time, the three others who had come with the black-robed person headed straight for the Heaven Inheritance City in the south after seeing the black-robed person heading towards the battlefield between the Ninth and Seventh Princes.


"Thirteenth Prince, we're back."


"Your Majesty, there seems to be a problem with this black-robed person."


"He's really going to meddle in the battle between the two princes?"


The three people in the group of black-robed people told the Thirteenth Prince about the strange actions of the black-robed person.


"Thirteenth Prince, who is this person?" Sacred Lord Black Ink had a grim expression. Even he did not want to offend the black-robed person, who exuded an aura of Death.


"No need to worry about him." An evil smile appeared on the Thirteenth Prince's face.


With the strength of that black-robed person, he had nothing to fear for the Ninth Prince's team, and the numbers were useless against him.


This was an agreement between the black-robed person and the Thirteenth Prince. The latter would not restrict the former's freedom after entering the Imperial Tombs and would help kill Zhao Feng for him.


At this moment, outside of the Seventh Prince's city, the originally intense fight instantly died down. The Death Intent that this black-robed person emitted was extremely deadly to the ferocious beasts below.


“Can I know who you are?” the voice of the scholar sounded. The feeling this black-robed person gave him was very strange and terrifying.


"It's not good for you to enter the battlefield like this." A Semu-Sacred Lord who was just about to take action had a grim expression.


“Don't think that we won't attack you just because you're from the Thirteenth Prince's team!” Zhang Yi roared. The Death Intent emanating from this black-robed man was deadly to the beasts he controlled.


The Ninth Prince's team also immediately stopped. They had witnessed his strength during the fight for that position. Even Old Ying, who specialized in the Soul Dao and possessed powerful combat power, did not dare to attack the black-robed person, who had such a powerful soul attack. None of them dared to do anything rash to the black-robed person before they knew what was going on.


"Zhao Feng, I didn't expect you to be alive." The black-robed person completely ignored everyone from the Seventh Prince's team and looked at Zhao Feng.


"You!" Zhao Feng's expression was ugly, and killing intent appeared in his eyes. He originally felt like the aura of this black-robed person was very familiar, and he was also in control of the Death law.


The first words this black-robed person said to him were, "I didn't expect you to be alive." Zhao Feng could only think of the person who forced him to start cultivating back – Emperor of Death.


But it's not possible. The Emperor of Death paid the price of death to use the Cursed Words of Death on Zhao Feng. Since the Cursed Words of Death were successfully activated, how could the Emperor of Death still be alive?


Hearing the tone of the black-robed person's speech, the Seventh Prince's team's expression softened slightly. From the looks of it, that black-robed person was here for Zhao Feng. Even if he was a member of the Thirteenth Prince's team, it didn't matter anymore.


The Death Laws of the black-robed person were extremely deadly towards beings with lower cultivation. If that black-robed person was willing to help them, then they would not have to fear Zhao Fengs beast horde anymore.


"Saturday of Death!"


Waves of Death-Soul power appeared around the black-robed person, and a scythe surrounded by black fog appeared in his hand. It seemed to have the ability to slice all of Death and Yin Yuan Qi in Heaven and Earth.


As soon as the death scythe appeared, a powerful Soul disturbance was released, and it made everyone's souls tremble.


"What a Death Intent and a Strong Soul!" Sacred Lord Sharp Edge exclaimed. He had never seen anyone with such a powerful Death Intent.


"Not good!" Zhao Feng's expression became grim. He waved his left hand and directly inserted all the beasts into the Misty Spatial World.


The black-robed person swung the Death Crescent and slashed it towards Zhao Feng. A black crescent moon made of thick Death-Soul power and Yin air instantly shot towards him.


Shu~~ Shua! Shua!


Shen Jizi's defensive line blocked the physical components of the black crescent moon, but a Death Soul attack passed through it.


"Retreat!" While Zhao Feng retreated, he sent a wave of Wind Lightning towards the Ninth Prince's team members and pushed them back.


The black-robed Scythe of Death left a black abyss on the ground when it hit it, destroying the life force of the nearby vegetation.


Zhao Feng and the other members of the Ninth Prince's team managed to evade the Death Crescent. After all, Zhao Feng was very familiar with this attack.


However, Zhang Yi was not so lucky. The black-robed Scythe of Death possessed an extremely wide range, and a portion of the attack landed on its horde of ferocious beasts. Several dozen King level beasts had their life force and souls sucked in, instantly killing them.


"You! What does this mean!?" Zhang Yi roared furiously. This was the Seventh Prince's territory, but the black-robed person came in an arrogant manner and did not even hold back his attacks, killing his ferocious beasts as well.


Death Laws were extremely life-destructive, and King level beasts that had lower existential status could not resist this power at all.


The attack of the black-robed person made the expression of the Ninth Prince's team ugly, and their hearts became heavy. The black-robed person attacked Zhao Feng as soon as he arrived, and his strength was deadly to a savage beast.


Fortunately, Zhao Feng predicted that and got rid of his ferocious beasts in time, or his victims would be great. However, the situation now is not much better. Although the black-robed person was only a Quasi-Sacred Lord, his Death law went against most of the powers. Moreover, he specialized in souls, which made everyone feel troubled.


“He may be an enemy of the past.” Zhao Feng took a deep breath. The Death Force that this black-robed person controlled was many times stronger than the Emperor of Death from then on, but the feeling this black-robed person gave Zhao Feng was that he was the Emperor of Death.


"What?" Old Ying was stunned. The enemy from Zhao Fengs past meant someone before Zhao Feng started cultivating again. How could Zhao Feng offend such a powerful enemy before he started cultivating again?


“Sway this guy. His Death Laws were too powerful, and he specialized in soul attacks,” Zhao Feng sent a message to everyone in the Ninth Prince's team. The power of Death was not something that could be played.


“En.” Shi Yulei stared at the black-robed man. Although the Shi Family bloodline specialized in defense, it could only defend against the physical attacks of black-robed people. However, the attacks of those black-robed people were mostly soul-based. Shi Yulei's weakness was his soul. He was only a Quasi-Sacred Lord as well, so he did not dare to do anything.


Su Qingling's skill was her soul, but her cultivation was too low. Zhou Su’er, Jing Kai, and his friends did not have the ability to fight at all. The Ninth Prince's team members slowly retreated.


“I will only kill Zhao Feng. The rest of you can escape.” The black-robed person's eyes were fixed on Zhao Feng, and his voice sounded in everyone's souls.


"Friends, since your enemy is Zhao Feng, why don't we cooperate?" The scholar smiled faintly. The enemy of the enemy is a friend. As long as the black-robed person cared for Zhao Feng, the Ninth Prince's team would not have any ferocious beasts, and they could do nothing about it.


"Ha ha ha!" The black-robed person laughed, and a black fog began to spread from his body. When someone looked at him, he was like a terrifying and deadly Death God –.


Hu~~


The black-robed person did not reply to the scholar, he only attacked Zhao Feng as he poured more soul force into the Death Crescent.


"You all attacked as well," the scholar immediately sent a message. The members of the Seventh Prince's team immediately stormed out.


"Retreat!" Old Ying roared as he saw the members of the Seventh Prince's team about to take action.


All the members of the Ninth Prince's team, including Zhao Feng, began to retreat, leaving the perimeter of the Seventh Prince's city. At this moment, Zhao Feng's ferocious beasts were resisted by the black-robed person, so they couldn't attack the city.


At least if they retreated, not all members of the Seventh Prince's team would chase after them because they had to guard the city. If most of their members left, then the other three princes would take over the city.


"Zhao Feng, are you afraid now?" The black-robed person laughed and chased after Zhao Feng. A terrifying death aura covered the Ninth Prince's team's heart.


"Are we chasing them or not?" The Dark Soul Divine Saint asked. The Ninth Prince's team had retreated.


“Saint Lord of Darkness Souls, you are chasing them. With the power of the black-robed person and your strength combined, you don't have to worry about the Ninth Prince's team. ” The scholar thought for a moment before saying.


After the Dark Soul Divine left, the Seventh Prince's team still had one Sacred Lord left. Even if the other three princes came to attack them, they would not be instantly defeated. If Zhang Yi's beasts did not have such casualties, then they could have sent others as well.


"okay." Sacred Lord Dark Soul turned into a streak of dark light and left the city.


"You are the Emperor of Death?" Zhao Feng asked for the first time with an ugly expression.


Hearing this, Su Qingling, Jing Kai, and Zhou Su’er were stunned. They had heard of the Emperor of Death before; this was an ancient Emperor who had the Eye of Death. Has his strength reached such a level? However, Old Ying, the Ninth Prince, and a few others knew that the true Emperor of Death had been killed by Zhao Feng.


"I'm the one who's gonna kill you!" The black-robed person waved the Death Crescent and sent a black crescent toward the Ninth Prince's team.


"Body Dominates the Sacred Lightning!" Zhao Feng immediately circulated the Sacred Lightning Body. Golden lightning began to snatch around him as he circulated the Fire of Wind Lightning and punched out with his fist.


The power of Destruction contained within the Lightning Tribulation God within Zhao Feng's Wind Lightning Fire was a terrifying power on the same level as the power of Death.


The explosion! Bam!


Zhao Feng's golden punch broke through the black-robed person's physical attack. However, in the dark golden storm, a faint crescent moon slashed down. This was a soul attack, and it was not affected by the physical attack.


Hu~~


Zhao Feng was prepared for this. He released a wave of Soul Intent containing the power of the God Tribulation Lightning, which destroyed the crescent moon.


"This is your Soul Intent?" The black-robed man was shocked. Zhao Fengs Soul Intent just now had surpassed the level of Quasi-Sacred Lords.


"As I thought. I cannot underestimate you, Zhao Feng.” The black-robed person had a cold voice.


“Zhao Feng, not good! Sacred Lord Dark Soul of the Seventh Prince team has come as well!” Old Ying's heart trembled as he saw a streak of dark light flying from a distance.


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