King of Gods

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Chapter 1296 – God Eye Competition Ground

“Eh!? It’s him?” A single Eye of Myriad Forms stared out of the black figure, a hint of surprise within it.

“Ancient God Profound Devil, you know this fellow?” Ancient God Black Extreme was somewhat surprised. He knew very well that this group of people didn’t normally make acquaintances with outsiders.

“A while ago, when I was escaping after snatching an Eye of Life, I ran into him and was discovered!” Ancient God Profound Devil gloomily said.

“This kid isn’t a descendant of the Eight Great God Eyes, but he’s skilled in Spacetime Intent. If his eye was able to notice you while you were trying to conceal yourself, then it truly is rather abnormal!” Ancient God Black Extreme analyzed as a pensive look appeared on his face.

From the outside, Zhao Feng’s eye appeared to be extremely mediocre, but this profound spacetime eye-bloodline technique and its perception ability brought it close to the eye of a God Eye descendant.

“This person has some connection to the Life Sacred Land. He probably doesn’t know what I did back then, but just to be safe, we should bring him to ensure that nothing gets out,” Ancient God Profound Devil grimly said, his eyes sparkling with cold light.

“Then we’ll do that.” Ancient God Black Extreme nodded, after which, the pair left.

“Young Master Hai lost!”

“Just what kind of eye does Zhao Feng have that he was able to use such a powerful eye-bloodline technique?”

Cries of shock and alarm could be heard all around the stage. It was clearly because the battle had ended too quickly and the result was too surprising.

“Zhao Feng wins!” the referee announced.

The boundary array was removed, allowing Young Master Hai’s followers to rush in and help him up.

“Young Master Hai, are you okay?” True God Cloudbreaker worriedly asked.

“Damn, I actually lost!” Young Master Hai snarled, his face speckled with blood.

Zhao Feng ignored Young Master Hai. Taking the wagers, he left with Xiahou Wu.

“Young Master Hai, why don’t we have someone watch that kid? Once he’s left the God Eye Assembly, we can…” a youth with triangular eyes immediately suggested.

“Idiot, he’s a member of the Spiritual Race, and didn’t you see that he was walking with an Eye of Life descendant?” Young Master Hai cursed as he gave the youth a kick.

“What? Spiritual Race? Life Sacred Land?” True God Cloudbreaker was given another shock, and his eyes lost focus.

In such a short period of time, Zhao Feng had managed to get into the Spiritual Race, form a relationship with someone from the Life Sacred Land, and became a celebrity of a major zone. Of course, True God Cloudbreaker had no idea that Zhao Feng was a big celebrity in the Gulong Zone as well.

…

After leaving the gambling match area, Zhao Feng sent his mind into the Interspatial Dimension, where he received a message; “Your strength meets my standards.”

“When will we meet?” Zhao Feng messaged back.

What he wanted to do now was obtain more information on those ruins from this mysterious individual.

“I am currently confirming the other members of the team. I will inform you when the time comes to meet,” the other party immediately replied.

Zhao Feng put aside the matter and returned with Xiahou Wu to the arena.

Lin Chengwu was no longer fighting. From listening around, they learned that Lin Chengwu had only managed to exchange a few blows before being defeated. After all, his opponent was extremely strong while Lin Chengwu was exhausted from his consecutive battles.

The two stayed in the arena and watched as experts challenged each other.

Zhao Feng split his mind between studying how these experts used eye-bloodline techniques and looking over the Earthshaking Nova technique he had obtained. Zhao Feng had sensed the power of this Earthshaking Nova in his battle with Young Master Hai and knew that it was an extremely powerful eye-bloodline technique.

Use the high movement speed of Star Intent to create many impacts to produce an energy that can destroy all. A few moments later, Zhao Feng understood how the eye-bloodline technique worked.

The core of it is chaos and collision, Zhao Feng inwardly muttered to himself.

He didn’t have Star Intent, so he couldn’t use this technique as it was, but Zhao Feng was thinking that his Chao Divine Power might also be capable of doing what was required. Zhao Feng began to simulate this in his mind, attempting to modify this eye-bloodline technique so that he could use it.

Boom! Bang! Crash!

On the arena stage, a Rank Eight Ancient God was fighting, his strength extremely formidable.

“That’s right, we haven’t seen any true peak individuals,” Zhao Feng said.

Up until now, he had only seen a few Rank Eight and Rank Nine Ancient Gods. Did the even stronger experts not attend the God Eye Assembly?

“I hear that they gather at a place different from us,” Xiahou Wu said after thinking for a few moments.

Zhao Feng’s expression turned serious. It seemed like there were even stronger eye-bloodline experts present at this God Eye Assembly, it was just that he hadn’t met them or noticed them. Experts of that level would never mingle with ordinary True Gods.

After observing the arena matches for three days, Zhao Feng and Xiahou Wu came away greatly enriched. The two left to continue wandering around the God Eye Assembly.

As they journeyed, Xiahou Wu suggested to Zhao Feng that, if he wanted to know how to exhibit the power of his eye, they could go to the God Eye Heavenly Questions Hall. In there, one could pay a fee of God Crystals to ask for guidance on eye-bloodline-related questions from experts descended from the Eight Great God Eyes. If one paid enough God Crystals, one could ask for guidance from a peak Rank Nine Ancient God or even a half-step God Lord.

Although Zhao Feng was very tempted, he decided to refuse. Ordinary Ancient Gods would be of no help to him, and anyone with too high of a cultivation might notice that he was the Ninth God Eye. Zhao Feng did not want to take that risk.

“What’s that?” Xiahou Wu stopped and looked at an enormous castle of blue and gold.

This building was the largest of all the surrounding buildings and was built in an imposing and extravagant style.

“God Eye Competition Ground.” Zhao Feng looked at the four golden words written on the signboard of red jade.

Xiahou Wu indicated that he had heard nothing about this place from his seniors.

The two decided to go into this God Eye Competition Ground.

There were many guards by the door. After the pair paid the entry fee of God Crystals, one of the guards said, “There are many competitive games in the God Eye Competition Ground. Once a certain number of participants has been reached, the competition will begin. The winner will receive a prize.”

“So that’s what’s going on!” Xiahou Wu’s eyes shone with interest.

Once they entered the God Eye Competition Ground, the pair appeared in a strange world. There were spatial boundaries wherever they looked. Within each of these spatial domains was a competition ground.

The number of spectators around these spatial domains was comparable to the spectators at the God Eye Arena.

“Zhao Feng, look over there!” Xiahou Wu pointed at a massive crystal stele set up on the edge of the competition ground.

The crystal stele listed all the active competitions and their respective prizes. Each competition was targeted at a different cultivation level. Of course, some of the more popular competitions had multiple competition grounds so that people of different cultivation levels could participate.

“Bluewater Heaven Lotus Fruit, high-class eye-bloodline technique, Void Spear, defensive soul art, Soul-Guarding Pagoda…” Zhao Feng stared in shock at the rewards listed out on the stele, his mind in turmoil.

“What incredible prizes!” Xiahou Wu was also sighing in shock.

“Haha, you two, this is your first time here, right?” A middle-aged man with dark skin smiled, revealing a mouthful of shiny white teeth.

“Every competition requires paying a massive fee of God Crystals, and each competition will only start once eight people enter. The number of God Crystals paid by these eight people is normally far higher than the cost of the ultimate prize. The house can basically never lose!” The dark-skinned man seemed to have a deep understanding of this place.

“Which means that this is an eight-man competition, and whoever wins receives the God Crystals paid by the other seven,” Zhao Feng abruptly said.

“Correct, that’s exactly what it is!” The dark-skinned man grinned and added, “In addition, the competitions here are extremely special. Normal competitors will all come out of a competition stronger than before!”

“The Death Run has just finished!” someone suddenly said.

At this moment, on the crystal stele, the prize for the Death Run disappeared and another prize took its place.

Instantly, several people took off toward a spatial domain in the sky. One of them was the dark-skinned man.

“It all seems very interesting.” Xiahou Wu smiled as he nodded his head.

At this moment, another prize vanished from the enormous crystal stele.

Swish!

A few more words took their place. The prize this time was Wind Intent Crystals appropriate for Level Five.

“Wind Intent Crystals!” Zhao Feng’s eyes gleamed.

For the five elements, he had the Five Elements Crystals, and as for Lightning Intent, he could advance using the Lightning God Crystals. However, he was lacking the appropriate resources to cultivate Wind Intent.

Zhao Feng immediately found himself interested.

“Batterball Court….” His gaze swept to the competition offering the Wind Intent Crystals as the prize.

“Xiahou Wu, I’m going to try it out!” Zhao Feng smiled as he swept his eyes over the sky and then took off.

Xiahou Wu nodded, his own eyes fixed on the crystal stele as he sought a competition ground suitable for himself.

“Okay, the Batterball Court!” In the back of the crowd, a two-horned man covered in black and golden armor suddenly growled. He then sent a message through the ordinary message token in his hand.

“The Batterball Court? He’s… Ancient God Departed Spirit of the Fallen Heaven Sacred Land!” Xiahou Wu stared in shock at that figure that was already rather far away.

…

By the time Zhao Feng arrived at the Batterball Court, quite a few people had already gathered, but the majority of them were just spectators.

“Fifty high-quality God Crystals!” a referee said with a smile.

“Okay.” After his initial shock, Zhao Feng agreed.

The entry fee for taking part in a competition was actually in high-quality God Crystals, and an extremely astonishing number at that. However, Zhao Feng had the backing of the peak four-star faction of the Blood Flame Qilin Race back in the Ancient Dream Realm, so a trifling fifty high-quality God Crystals were nothing for him.

After paying the fee, Zhao Feng entered the competition ground.

There were currently five people on the Batterball Court, with three people to go.

Two more people soon entered.

Swish!

At the very end, there was a black silhouette seething with intimidating Death energy.

“Ancient God Departed Spirit!” a lofty beast with the face of a flood dragon yelped in surprise.

The rest of the people also appeared rather afraid.

“If I had known that he was going to show up, I would have never come in so quickly!” someone lamented.

The man in black and golden armor stood with a dignified and majestic expression, his cold and proud eyes paying no attention to the others.

…

On the edge of the God Eye Competition Ground was a clean and slender woman in a black robe, her eyes both shrouded in a layer of white.

She took out a token and received a message, after which she raised her head.

“The Batterball Court?” The woman’s eyes stopped on a certain place.