Chapter 1263 - Lord God

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Chapter 1263 – Lord God

Zhao Feng, who had never fought at full strength, found himself very unsuited to his current level of power at the start of this battle. There were many areas that he found difficult to control.

However, he quickly matured and began to control everything, upon which he was able to battle to his heart’s content. Coupled with the comprehension and judgment abilities granted by his God’s Spiritual Eye, Zhao Feng was not an opponent an ordinary Rank Seven Ancient God could fight against.

Of course, there was another reason he could so rapidly take the advantage: the Spacetime Robe. The Spacetime Robe was a supreme-quality divine artifact. Now that Zhao Feng had become an Ancient God and had reached Level Five in Space Intent, he could now use a few of its other abilities.

The Blood Flame Qilin Race was skilled in Fire Intent, and their attacks were powerful and explosive. However, the Spacetime Robe was capable of greatly mitigating most of this power. The remaining power in these attacks posed little harm to Zhao Feng.

“Master is so strong!” As they saw Zhao Feng slowly suppress Iron Fire, the ancient beasts began to call out in pleasant surprise.

Little Ling was in a daze. She never would have imagined that, when they next met, Zhao Feng would have become so strong such that she could only look up at him.

“This kid has the Spacetime Robe, so Iron Fire is no match for him!” The Qilin with the broken horn had a glum expression.

“Let’s go together to deal with this person!” The other Blood Flame Qilins began to look to the Qilin with the broken horn.

“I alone am enough!”

The Qilin with the broken horn already had a plan. Besides, the other members of his race simply didn’t have the strength to harm Zhao Feng. More numbers would only create more problems.

He would attack at a crucial moment of the battle with the hopes of taking Zhao Feng by surprise and heavily injuring him. He would then work together with Iron Fire to steal the Spacetime Robe.

But at this moment, a voice rang through the Qilin’s soul; “Staying there and watching will be good enough!”

The voice made the soul of the Qilin with the broken horn tremble.

“Patriarch!” The Qilin naturally knew who the expert was that had messaged him.

He suddenly understood why Iron Fire had charged forward to fight with Zhao Feng. This was definitely the patriarch’s order!

Even though he didn’t know the reason, he could only comply with the order.

Boom! Bang!

Zhao Feng circulated his Divine Power and Intent energy into a powerful palm that sent Iron Fire flying several li.

Iron Fire’s body was currently covered in wounds, and his energy was flagging.

“Too weak! Why don’t you come as well?” Zhao Feng smiled at the Qilin with the broken horn.

Despite what he said, Zhao Feng understood that there were two reasons he was able to so easily defeat Iron Fire.

One: This was the Ancient Dream Realm. Zhao Feng could borrow a part of this world’s strength with a thought and strengthen his attacks.

Two: The Spacetime Robe was a powerful defense that made Zhao Feng almost invulnerable. Of course, if Zhao Feng used the other abilities of the Spacetime Robe as well, Iron Fire would be even worse off.

“Kid, don’t get too full of yourself!”

The Qilin, keeping in mind the patriarch’s orders, could only stomach his rage and give an angry roar.

This attitude was truly surprising to Zhao Feng. Was this Blood Flame Qilin going to just watch as Iron Fire was defeated, perhaps even killed, by him?

As he was thinking about this, Zhao Feng suddenly sensed a dangerous and scorching energy.

He saw that Iron Fire, who he had sent flying, was beginning to swell with power. The scarlet flames on his body exploded and soared, forming a massive Qilin of fire that engulfed Iron Fire.

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Iron Fire howled as a torrid wave of heat swept through his surroundings and dyed the world red.

“How terrifying! What’s going on?”

“His strength is rapidly rising!”

The ancient beasts around Zhao Wan were all stunned and dejected by this sight. The Blood Flame Qilins, on the other hand, were all excited by this.

Patriarch is secretly helping him! the Qilin with the broken horn mentally noted in surprise.

Iron Fire’s strength was swiftly increasing, and he was on the verge of becoming a Rank Eight Ancient God.

At this moment, he was still wondering, why is the patriarch doing this? Could it be... this youth is the person the patriarch is searching for?

Boom!

The ever-strengthening Iron Fire charged at Zhao Feng like a blazing sun.

“Since you’re borrowing outside strength, I won’t be polite!” Zhao Feng’s eyes focused as he began to circulate his Space Intent.

In an instant, the dark silver robe on his body began to create layers of spatial blurs that blocked out the power exuded from Iron Fire’s body.

Swish!

As these spatial blurs appeared around Zhao Feng, he vanished and then appeared at Iron Fire’s side.

Circulating his Five Elements and Wind Lightning Intent, Zhao Feng struck out with a palm. This palm was suffused with the power of the world, melded with the natural force of the Ancient Dream Realm. It was more powerful than any attack Zhao Feng had previously used.

“Blazing Fire Dragon!” With this bellow, a long red dragon shot out from Iron Fire’s mouth.

This red dragon was incredibly real and tangible, its scales of fire glimmering with red light and seething with heat. It crashed into Zhao Feng’s five-colored palm of light.

Boom! Bang!

In this clash, Zhao Feng’s palm of five-colored lightning was the first to crumble. But before that happened, Zhao Feng used the ability of the Spacetime Robe to blink behind Iron Fire.

“Heaven Engulfing Palm!” Zhao Feng used Spacetime Intent to fire off a massive palm that filled the heavens.

This palm transcended space to descend upon Iron Fire’s body. At the same time, the power of Time Intent rippled through the world, depriving Iron Fire of the time to defend or dodge.

Boom! Bang!

The massive palm struck Iron Fire and weakened him.

“He’s still no match for this kid!?” The Qilin with the broken horn was wide-eyed and slack-jawed.

This is Iron Fire with the assistance of the patriarch! Even if that kid has the Spacetime Robe, there’s no reason for him to be this strong!

But at this moment, Iron Fire’s body once more swelled with energy.

“Rank Eight Ancient God!” The Qilin with the broken horn was absolutely dumbfounded.

Iron Fire’s strength had crossed that threshold and reached Rank Eight!

Someone is helping him! Zhao Feng’s face flickered.

This time, Zhao Feng was able to sense through his control over the Ancient Dream Realm that an expert extremely far away was using a special method to transfer his energy to Iron Fire.

Someone who can raise the strength of a Rank Seven Ancient God to Rank Eight must be a Rank Nine Ancient God at the least! Zhao Feng suddenly began to panic.

Wait, if that person behind the curtain wanted to deal with me, why didn’t they just personally come? Why use a method like this...? Zhao Feng couldn’t help but be confused.

Regardless, he was now rather wary. The moment that expert appeared, Zhao Feng would rush to Zhao Wan’s side and leave the Ancient Dream Realm together with him.

“Blazing Fire Dragon!” Iron Fire’s savage mouth once more began to gather a scorching and dangerous energy.

Zhao Feng’s gaze immediately cooled. At this moment, he finally turned serious.

Buzz! Bzzz!

Zhao Feng’s left eye slowly began to turn, the silver eye rippling with wondrous and dreamy ripples of light.

Hwooooom!

A savage scarlet flame dragon shot out from Iron Fire’s mouth. This flame dragon seemed to have broken out from an underworld of fire, bringing with it berserk energy as it rushed at Zhao Feng.

God Eye Disintegration!

Zhao Feng had already been accumulating energy for his eye-bloodline technique, and at this moment, his left eye sent out a surge of peerless Eye Intent.

However, Iron Fire was now a Rank Eight Ancient God, so disintegrating his supreme technique was much more difficult.

Boom! Bang!

The roaring scarlet dragon appeared about to swallow Zhao Feng. But it was still several hundred feet from Zhao Feng when suddenly, the dragon’s head disappeared, and then its neck, body, tail.... In the end, it completely vanished!

“What?” Iron Fire was left dumbfounded.

His supreme technique that he had unleashed with the help of his patriarch suddenly disappeared, and he couldn’t even understand how it happened.

The Qilins and the beasts were all dumbfounded, standing in a daze like fools. All of this was far too bizarre.

Swish!

Zhao Feng’s body flickered, and he instantly appeared next to Iron Fire.

God Eye Duplication – Blazing Fire Dragon!

Zhao Feng’s left eye immediately unleashed a dreamy mist.

Brrrooom!

A massive scarlet dragon exploded out of the mist and surged toward Iron Fire with a world-shaking momentum.

“Impossible...!” Iron Fire was shocked out of his wits. How had Zhao Feng used his supreme technique? The power was also on the level of a Rank Eight Ancient God.

Boom!

Iron Fire was swallowed up by this familiar technique.

All the world was silent. Everyone who witnessed this sight seemed to be petrified on the spot, so stunned they were. All of this was simply too inconceivable!

Boom!

After being struck by his own ultimate technique, Iron Fire lay on the ground, his body covered in wounds. The patriarch had already stopped sending him energy.

Iron Fire had lost!

At this moment, an incredibly oppressive and searing hot energy began to approach. A scarlet cloud of fire suddenly surged over from the horizon. In the next moment, a massive dark red figure appeared before everyone’s eyes.

This was a savage and frightening monster of flames, a devil that had crawled out from the lava of the underworld.

Swish!

Zhao Feng’s body blinked and appeared at Zhao Wan’s side.

The aura of this dark red giant was slightly weaker than the Spiritual Race’s Third Elder, but it was still a dreadful existence that Zhao Feng could not contend against.

“Good Sir, please wait!” a deafening and astonishing voice suddenly resounded through the heavens.

The ancient beasts around Zhao Feng immediately trembled in instinctive fear.

Zhao Feng had a grim expression, his left eye focused on that approaching supreme expert. If he noticed things going the slightest bit awry, he would immediately leave.

“For what matter does Senior call upon this junior for?” Zhao Feng coldly asked.

A dark red Qilin appeared, his entire body seething with bloody flames, his expression wrathful and mighty... this was a being that could dominate the entire world, a powerful hegemon.

“Patriarch!” the Blood Flame Qilins deferentially called out.

“Is Good Sir’s eye a God Eye?”

The dark red Qilin’s question immediately left everyone stunned.

God Eye!?

In their minds, a God Eye was comparable to the terrifying bloodlines of the top ten ancient races. Each one was a legend, a godly existence that no one could reach.

Everyone looked at Zhao Feng’s left eye. As they thought about all the inconceivable things that just occurred, they looked at Zhao Feng’s left eye in a different light.

“Yes!” As Zhao Feng spoke this word, his figure seemed to become majestic and imposing.

“Lord God, please accept the service of the Blood Flame Qilin Race!” The dark red Qilin that was still several li away from Zhao Feng lowered its body and respectfully spoke.

This didn’t just make everyone else widen their eyes and drop their jaws in shock; even Zhao Feng’s calm face went stiff from the tremendous shock he received.