King of Gods

A continuous drizzle dropped down in the courtyard.

When he entered the Hidden Book Room, Zhao Feng felt a sense of calmness that contrasted with the fighting ongoing in the Demigod Forgotten Garden.

The Hidden Book Room was just a small book room, but it had several hundred books.

Zhao Feng glanced at them, but he didn’t see any skill or technique books.

“Fate of an Emperor, Heaven Legacy Race’s Mystery, Ten Thousand Ancient Races Ranking, God Tribulations Page….”

Zhao Feng’s eye scanned past the old books.

Some forbidden secrets in the outside world were written in the books.

These books might have even more information than the three-star clans of the True Martial Sacred Land. After all, the core materials and information of three-star clans weren’t open to the public.

While the books here could be read, there were limits.

Firstly, none of the books could be taken out.

Secondly, one could only read fifty books a day at most.

“At least ten days is required to finish reading every book.”

Zhao Feng started to think.

One had to know that the Demigod Forgotten Garden was only open for half a month. Who would want to spend two-thirds of their time here reading books?

In the past, a small amount of people had spent several days here, but apart from obtaining some knowledge, there was nothing else.

“Oh well, I can multi-task easily, so I’ll just stay here and read then.”

Zhao Feng soon made a decision.

The Ten Thousand Divine Thoughts Technique allowed him to multi-task easily, allowing him to read while also paying attention to the battle for the Demigod’s blood.

Currently, only the Demigod’s blood was attractive to him.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Zhao Feng’s thoughts soon split into three.

The first paid attention to the Demigod’s blood. The second stayed in the Hidden Book Room and read the books, while the third focused on comprehension.

Who knew what others would think if someone actually had the time to cultivate in the Demigod Forgotten Garden? Normal geniuses only thought about how to obtain fortunes.

An hour later, Zhao Feng’s God’s Spiritual Eye had scanned through every corner of the Hidden Book Room, but he didn’t see anything that was suspicious.

Apart from books, there was some stationary.

The material of this stationary weren’t simple, but due to the Demigod intent, nothing here could be destroyed or taken away.

Could it be that the Hidden Book Room really has no fortune?

Zhao Feng thought, but the books themselves were interesting enough for Zhao Feng. Furthermore, he could read while cultivating and paying attention to the Demigod’s blood, so it wasn’t a waste of time.

Zhao Feng even controlled the two dragonflymen to gather some resources and treasures in the Hundred Flower Garden.

This meant that Zhao Feng’s thoughts were now split into four, but since he had formed half-step King intent, it wouldn’t be hard for him to split his thoughts into almost a hundred at once.

With the I-don’t-lose-anything-anyway attitude, Zhao Feng read in peace.

Instead of saying reading, it was more like copying.

Zhao Feng flipped through the books and imprinted the information in his mind.

An old book appeared in Zhao Feng’s hand.

Ten Thousand Ancient Races Ranking.

The book recorded thousands of bloodline races among the Ten Thousand Ancient Races.

Even Meng Xi’s and Jiang Fan’s bloodline inheritances were in it.

Meng Xi’s bloodline came from the Nightmare Race of the ancient era, and it was ranked 239th.

Zhao Feng couldn’t help but sigh when he read the abilities of the Nightmare Race.

The Nightmare Race had a terrifying ability; they could enter others’ dreams and kill them.

In a dream, the power of the Nightmare Race was unparalleled.

However, this ability had heavy limitations. At least in the Demigod Forgotten Garden, not many people would sleep. In addition, while entering the dream of someone else, the person from the Nightmare Race themselves would need to sleep as well.

Of course, the truly monstrous races were the highest ranking legendary bloodline races.

“First – the Ancient Race.”

When Zhao Feng read that title, his heart and blood shook. Even his God’s Spiritual Eye trembled slightly.

Just the name alone brought pressure on his bloodline.

The Ancient Race – the most perfect race in the world. Also known as the True God Race, but they were almost extinct after the Ancient Great Battle. When someone of this race is born, they automatically have a Natural God Demon Body, which is comparable to the body of a Demigod. Even if one doesn’t cultivate, they will become an Ancient God in their adulthood.

Zhao Feng couldn’t help but take in a cold breath when he saw the description.

The power of a Demigod was terrifying. One could see that from all the abilities and miracles of the Demigod Forgotten Garden. However, everyone in the Ancient Race had a Natural God Demon Body when they were born, so even the bodies of infants were comparable to a Demigod.

“It’s far too heaven-defying. Luckily, the Ancient Race hasn’t appeared ever since.”

Zhao Feng let out a long breath.

The top ten races were all either extinct or currently facing extinction.

What was worthy of being mentioned was that the Heaven’s Legacy Race was ranked in the top ten as well. In fact, it was even in the top five.

Heaven’s Legacy Race – the most intelligent beings of the Fan Universe, and they can be traced back to before the ancient era.

What was even more terrifying was that the Heaven’s Legacy Race had once created a weapon of mass destruction that could destroy Heaven and Earth. They had even created a time machine.

However, that was only limited to the legends.

Looks like the branch of the Heaven’s Legacy Inheritance that Xin Wuheng entered wasn’t simple.

Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.

First, the Ancient Race.

Third, the Heaven’s Legacy Race.

Seventh, the Light Race.

Eighth, the Golden Crow Race.

Ninth, the Destruction Dragon Race.

Nineteenth, the Spiritual Race.

Zhao Feng felt that he was infinitely small after reading the descriptions of the legendary races.

The Ten Thousand Ancient Races Rank book was tattered and incomplete. Not all the races were recorded in it, and some descriptions were incomplete.

Zhao Feng soon finished reading the Ten Thousand Ancient Races Rank book and was filled with awe toward the ancient era.

It was hard to imagine what kind of legends that era had.

Time passed by slowly, and Zhao Feng had already forgotten about seeking fortune. Instead, he was immersed in knowledge. These books included the subjects of geography, history, and many more, but they didn’t have anything regarding strength.

However, reading these books allowed Zhao Feng to understand a lot.

“So, continent zones are real. After the Cang Ocean is a continent zone.

“A five-star superpower has never appeared even in the Spiritual Sacred Lands or the continent zones.”

Zhao Feng learned an incredible secret.

The Cang Ocean was just the tip of the iceberg in the Fan Universe.

Unknowingly, Zhao Feng became immersed in reading.

Of course, his other thoughts were still doing stuff as well.

One was cultivating, which was pretty simple, while another controlled the two dragonflymen to scout out the Hundred Flower Garden and obtain resources.

The most relaxed one was the one with the little thieving cat.

Through the little thieving cat, Zhao Feng knew what was happening in the Heart Healing Palace.

Almost half of the geniuses in the Heart Healing Palace had already given up on the Demigod’s blood, and the remaining geniuses were all elites. Almost half had a cultivation at the Great Origin Core Realm.

Nan Gongsheng and Meng Xi had entered a stalemate.

If it were just a battle between the two, a victor may have been decided already. However, the divine power of the Demigod’s blood increased the difficulty. Even a true King would face a lot of pressure from the Demigod’s blood.

A day passed by. Nan Gongsheng and Meng Xi were both slightly tired, and their battle-power had weakened, but neither of them gave up.

As long as one of them gave up, the other side had a high chance of obtaining the Demigod’s blood.

“Hehe, since the battle between you two still hasn’t ended yet, I’ll take care of the Demigod’s blood.”

A light laugh sounded from above.

Who’s there!?

The expressions of Nan Gongsheng and Meng Xi changed slightly as they instinctively looked up.

The owner of the voice was extremely close to them and the Demigod’s blood.

Shua!

A warm youth floated above the Demigod’s blood and radiated a powerful aura.

“Come!”

The warm youth reached out and sped through the middle of the two geniuses toward the Demigod’s blood.

Boom!

When the warm youth waved his hand, the space seemed to tremble, and a shining golden light surrounded his skin.

Looking closely, the youth’s hair and skin glittered with gold. From far away, he looked like a golden sun war god.

“Don’t even think about it!”

Meng Xi gripped the purple horn and ordered the beast King to attack the warm youth.

“Open!”

The warm youth wasn’t scared at all. He was like a golden-colored war god as he blocked the attack with one palm.

Boom!

An enormous golden shockwave and purple flaming lightning swept across half the Heart Healing Palace.

The nearby geniuses all cried out in shock.

“Battle-power comparable to a King! How is that possible!?”

Even Meng Xi was slightly dazed.

Because of some problems with her control, she could only use 70% of the beast King’s strength. However, even then, this was too shocking.

Ding!

Nan Gongsheng sent out a silver spatial crack that landed on the warm youth, but the sound of metal screeching could be heard.

A gash was left on the warm youth’s skin, but no blood came out.

“Aura of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races….”

Jiang Fan in a corner somewhere felt a pressure on his bloodline.

“Ten Thousand Ancient Races, ranked 98 – the Heaven Sun Battle Race!”

Shock appeared in Meng Xi’s starry eyes.

Ranked 98th in the Ten Thousand Ancient Races.

This was the first time she had seen or even heard of someone with a top-one-hundred Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline.

“The top one hundred of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races are all heaven-defying existences.”

Jiang Fan felt his bloodline become suppressed.

His bloodline was only ranked between three and four hundred in the Ten Thousand Ancient Races. He was extremely far off the Heaven Sun Battle Race.

“Hmph, the top one hundred of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races are way different from those below the top one hundred. The Heaven Sun Battle Race bloodline can allow my battle-power to be comparable to a King.”

A smile appeared on the warm youth’s face. It was a smile of victory.

He had blocked the attacks of a beast King and Nan Gongsheng head-on.

Under the shocked gazes of the nearby Sacred Land geniuses, Wen Luoan made his appearance.

Wen Luo’s figure flashed, and his hand pushed downward.

Under the bloodline aura of a top-one-hundred Ten Thousand Ancient Races bloodline, even the Demigod’s blood trembled and was restricted.

The warm youth swept his golden hand and grabbed the Demigod’s blood.