King of Gods

Chapter 827 - Using Softness to Overcome Hardness

Zhao Feng felt as if his attacks had entered a five-colored ocean, and they slowed down dramatically. The five-colored whirlpool started to twist the other way, and the middle of it seemed to boil.

It was obvious that Zhao Feng’s mutated Blood Devil Sun bloodline was very dominating since it had a burning explosion effect. It wasn’t so easy to dissolve.

Weng~~ Weng~ Weng~

The two powers interacted in the air for a breath before the five-colored whirlpool in Xin Wuheng’s hand suddenly started to shake and twist the other way.

“Lightning Wings Flying Technique!’

The wings of Water Lightning behind Zhao Feng’s back fluttered as he appeared above Xin Wuheng.

Bam!

Zhao Feng’s original location was engulfed in a five-colored light that devoured everything within dozens of yards. The terrifying force scared everyone present.

At the same time, they were surprised by Zhao Feng’s reaction speed.

“Anticipation?” Xin Wuheng’s eyebrows furrowed together as he lightly swayed where he stood, but he was unharmed.

In the first round of exchanges, both were fine, they were just surprised. Zhao Feng had attacked first and used his Soul Dao Domain, body, and bloodline in his first attack. It was extremely hard to be defended against. Zhao Feng held the initiative, but Xin Wuheng’s counterattack was also stunning.

“Ha!” Zhao Feng’s second punch swept down from above as the green shoes on his feet increased his speed. At the same time, Zhao Feng’s metallic silver-blue body grew a bit taller. Invisible physical strength and arcs of powerful numbing lightning crushed down

Hu~~

At this moment, a bright flame bathed over Zhao Feng, as if he was a flaming winged war god. His speed, offense, and usage of his bloodline had all reached a peak. Furthermore, after using the Lightning Wings Flying Technique, Zhao Feng used an ambush to gain the initiative.

Xin Wuheng’s expression changed. This youth’s attacks used pure force to suppress people. Although Xin Wuheng’s Intent was strong, he was limited when facing this primal physical force and bloodline power.

Hu~~

Alongside the terrifying body-strength and bloodline was also a powerful condensed Soul Dao power.

Even someone as strong as Xin Wuheng felt his heart slightly shake. This youth’s Intent and knowledge had reached an incredible level.

“The softest thing in the world is water.” Xin Wuheng was unable to dodge the attack, so he bent down and pushed a whirlpool of water into the air with both his hands, which reflected a deep image of a lake.

Xin Wuheng! Zhao Feng felt that his powerful body-strength and bloodline was like a muscular male who just met a gentle and quiet beauty – he couldn’t use any strength. The power contained within his attack was like an erupting volcano, and he had the initiative due to his lightning-quick attack, yet Xin Wuheng’s defensive method was extremely simple – using softness to overcome hardness.

Zhao Feng’s body was extremely dominating, and his Fire-based bloodline could burn anyone. However, it seemed like his attack relied too much on the power of Yang, so Xin Wuheng’s mystic Laws of Water could counter it.

Bam! Bam!

The two figures separated in midair. Zhao Feng flipped in the air and landed gently on the other side as he gave a light smile. “Xin Wuheng, we haven’t fought for a long time. Not bad.”

Ever since the Pursuit of Death ended, Zhao Feng hadn’t met a true opponent. This time, battle-intent surged from the depths of his body.

Deng! Deng!

Xin Wuheng took two stable steps back and felt that a bit of the energy within his body had been sucked away by Zhao Feng during the exchange.

The exchange just now was close-range, which is what Xin Wuheng specialized in and liked. However, he didn’t expect the opponent’s bloodline power to be so weird that it could absorb other people’s energy. This ability was extremely troublesome and rather disgusting.

“Who are you?” Xin Wuheng’s eyes were extremely sharp as they locked on to Zhao Feng.

After these two exchanges, he felt that this youth was familiar, and his words also proved that the two used to know each other. However, Xin Wuheng was still unable to confirm this person’s identity. It was hard to find anyone in his mind with such an appearance, aura, and technique. Furthermore, Zhao Feng cultivated a body-strengthening technique, which was extremely rare.

The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun looked at this scene with shock. The purple-haired youth in their sight was extremely wicked and mysterious. He even knew Xin Wuheng, and he didn’t show any signs of fear either.

“Even Xin Wuheng can’t see through that brat?” The middle-aged yellow-robed King and company felt troubled. In their hearts, Xin Wuheng was unfathomable, and he seemed to be a professional master. However, right now, a mysterious youth who could rival Xin Wuheng had appeared.

Regardless of anything else, one thing was for sure – the two had met and fought before.

“Hehe, Ten Moves Xin Wuheng, I hope that the next time we fight, you can bring me an even bigger surprise.” The purple-haired youth’s wings flapped as he disappeared.

Whoosh!

A silver-purple light flashed as Nan Gongsheng and Zhao Feng disappeared from the tomb.

The speed of this retreat was so fast that no one was able to react in time.

What speed!

There were no signs of Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng in the underground tomb anymore.

“Ten Moves Xin Wuheng?”

The remaining people all looked at each and became even warier of the Purple-Haired Demonic Duo.

“Xin Wuheng, you know that thief?”

“Why didn’t you stop those two thieves!?”

The middle-aged yellow-robed King and company spoke.

“So, it’s him….” Xin Wuheng looked in the duo’s direction and murmured.

A sealed and forgotten memory started to replay through his mind. It originated from Sun Feather City, when he was still young. An era of the Sacred True Dragon Gathering. In his memory, one youth had risen like a star and made him feel troubled with every step.

“But how did he turn into that?” Xin Wuheng couldn’t help but think. With his current knowledge and some of the awakened memories of his past life, it wasn’t hard for him to guess that it was due to some method like Revival through Blood or stealing another body.

“He didn’t even use his eye-bloodline,” Xin Wuheng said.

“That’s right…!” The middle-aged yellow-robed King and company instantly thought about something more terrifying. That youth’s eye-bloodline was able to control even the River Devouring Kun.

“Indeed, he had an eye-bloodline.” The Eighth Prince nodded his head. In the Duke Palace, Zhao Feng used his eye-bloodline to awaken the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly.

“That’s his forte and the most terrifying part about him. I never thought that he would cultivate such a profound body-strengthening technique as well.” Xin Wuheng had a complex expression.

He wouldn’t measure Zhao Feng with the standards of a Great Origin Core Realm. He felt that Zhao Feng’s Intent had reached the level of an Emperor during their exchange. This meant that Zhao Feng’s cultivation before his restart had reached a stunning level.

“You’re just going to let them go like that?” One of the young Kings was angry.

“I can’t catch up.” Xin Wuheng shrugged his shoulders.

In the clouds in the air:

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng sat on an extremely cool flaming chariot.

They both specialized in speed, and with this flaming chariot that came from the Heaven’s Legacy Race, they weren’t worried about anyone catching up.

“Zhao Feng, I thought that you would have a great battle. Why did you retreat so suddenly?”

Nan Gongsheng felt slightly regretful. He was looking forward to Zhao Feng’s and Xin Wuheng’s standoff. He wanted to admire it as well as learn from it. Furthermore, Zhao Feng had the initiative.

“Xin Wuheng specializes in defense. Besides, he suppressed his True Yuan cultivation to the half-step King level, otherwise we might not be able to win against him even if we team up,” Zhao Feng said.

Hearing that, Nan Gongsheng’s heart slightly shook.

Zhao Feng knew that Xin Wuheng liked to suppress his cultivation to a level around his opponent’s. In the exchange just now, Xin Wuheng had used his domain and Intent, but he purposely didn’t suppress Zhao Feng with his True Yuan.

Luckily, Xin Wuheng specialized in defense and negation, not speed. Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng could leave as they wished, and no one could stop them.

Several days later, Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng landed on a mountain.

“The aura of the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon is getting closer….”

Zhao Feng looked into the distance. It didn’t matter whether they were resting or plundering from others, they were still following the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon.

Their luck was pretty good, and they managed to steal many resources along the way. Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng felt that following the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon gave them good luck.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat threw several old bronze coins into the air and looked in the direction of the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon and seemed to be excited.

Above the mountain, Nan Gongsheng put on the Cloud Silk Robes, and wisps of green light flowed across his body.

Zhao Feng knew that the main material of this robe came from a Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly, the same creature that Duke Nanfeng had. The robe was light, and it was resilient against each of the five elements to a certain degree while normal weapons were unable to pierce it. Nan Gongsheng’s defensive and survival abilities would increase dramatically with this robe.

Zhao Feng had the Ice Imperial Spear and the Sacred Lightning Body, so the Cloud Silk Robes weren’t too useful for him. As of right now, Zhao Feng only wanted Soul Dao treasures and resources that could help his body-strengthening.

After going into the underground tomb, Zhao Feng finally managed to receive a Soul Dao item – the Soul Suppressing Stone.

Shua!

Zhao Feng took out the purple-and-black Soul Suppressing Stone and touched it with his hand. A shocking Yin aura leaked out and made countless beings tremble.

Normal Kings wouldn’t even dare to get close to the Soul Suppressing Stone. In order to not be affected, even Nan Gongsheng had to pull away from Zhao Feng. On the other hand, the little thieving cat sat next to its owner and blinked with its black eyes; it didn’t seem to be affected.

“Although the power contained within this Soul Suppressing Stone is extremely impure and wicked, I can still absorb it after refining it with my God Tribulation Lightning.”

Zhao Feng was excited and expectant. A Soul Dao treasure like the Soul Suppressing Stone might be able to help him recover his Emperor Intent.