King of Gods

Chapter 1448: The Dream God Eye

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

The Azure Flower Continent, the Northern Continent, the Canopy Great Country:

The figure of a silver-haired youth flickered through the air, his gaze regarding his surroundings with a nostalgic look. “Not much has changed,” Zhao Feng muttered.

The Canopy Great Country was still under the control of the Iron Blood Religion. He was originally planning to find Tiemo so that they could reminisce on old times, but Tiemo was not present, and there was no sign of Patriarch Hong either.

As he passed by the Six Warlock Divine Tower, Zhao Feng stopped for a few moments.

The Six Warlock Divine Tower was renowned throughout the Azure Flower Continent. This was all because of the sage who had once resided there. Even though the sage was no longer there, the tower remained, becoming a legendary ancient building of the Canopy Great Country.

“Could the sage also have been a member of the Heaven’s Legacy Race?” Zhao Feng couldn’t help but recall that the big lazy cat next to the Six Warlock Divine Sage was also a Heaven’s Legacy Cat. He had also seen the big lazy cat within the Light Race’s Divine Kingdom.

Since that was the case, the Six Warlock Divine Sage had to also be in the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods.

Zhao Feng’s mind shivered. In the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, he had killed Yu Heng, who possessed the bloodline of the Ancient Race and was also a member of the Heaven’s Legacy Race. In addition, he had also offended the Heaven’s Legacy Race’s God Lord Stellar Aspect.

One could say that he had utterly offended the Heaven’s Legacy Race. If the Six Warlock Divine Sage was also a member of the Heaven’s Legacy Race, wouldn’t they be enemies in the future?

“If he was a member of the Heaven’s Legacy Race, why did he go from the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods to a place like this?”

The Heaven’s Legacy Race was the 3rd ranked race among the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, and it was rather mythical. Moreover, given that the Six Warlock Divine Sage owned a Heaven’s Legacy Cat, he was undoubtedly an extraordinary member of that race.

But an expert like this had deigned to reside in an outer dimension like this one. Was it because Zhao Feng was the Ninth God Eye?

“But the sage shouldn’t have known that I was the Ninth God Eye at the time.” Zhao Feng shook his head.

The sage had not said anything of the sort at the time, only saying that Zhao Feng’s left eye had a chance to mature into an eye comparable to the Eight Great God Eyes.

In this aspect alone, the Six Warlock Divine Sage should have been very interested in Zhao Feng’s left eye. As a member of the Heaven’s Legacy Race, he should have seized Zhao Feng’s eye and taken it for research.

Since the Six Warlock Divine Sage had not done that, Zhao Feng’s doubts toward him somewhat decreased. He sensed that, since the Six Warlock Divine Sage had not seized his eye at the time, he probably wouldn’t be an enemy when they met in the future.

“Let’s not worry about that for now!” Zhao Feng shook his head and swiftly set off once more.

Trying to fathom the thoughts of the Heaven’s Legacy Race was nothing more than torture for the mind.

It didn’t take long for Zhao Feng to reach Flooding Lake City.

Bzzzz!

A dreamy mist appeared on Zhao Feng’s body. Gradually, he altered his appearance until he returned to the Zhao Feng who was born in the Azure Flower Continent.

Within the study of the city lord’s palace, Liu Jiutian was holding an ink painting, gazing at the tranquil and beautiful woman depicted upon it. A hint of affection appeared on his aged face.

Knock Knock!

There was a knocking on the door of his study.

“Who goes there?” City Lord Liu put away the ink painting and put on a scholarly and dignified face.

“Uncle Liu, it’s me!” Zhao Feng pushed the door open and entered.

He could travel through the city lord’s palace undetected, but the study was Liu Jiutian’s private space, so he still knocked before entering.

“…Feng’er?” City Lord Liu’s eyes widened in shock as he stared at Zhao Feng.

Ever since Zhao Feng and Liu Qinxin disappeared, there had been no news on the pair, not within the Canopy Great Country or the entirety of the Azure Flower Continent.

“Feng’er, please sit!” City Lord Liu’s brow relaxed as he put on an amiable smile.

In his eyes, his daughter was already together with Zhao Feng. Although Liu Qinxin hadn’t returned with Zhao Feng, he could find out how she was doing from Zhao Feng.

“Qinxin is doing very well right now. There’s no need for you to worry!” This was all Zhao Feng could say at the moment.

Very few people in the Azure Flower Continent knew about the Continent Zone or the Great Dynasties. If Zhao Feng started talking about the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods, they would find his words even more difficult to accept.

“Is that so?” City Lord Liu smiled, but he still appeared rather disappointed.

“These are some things that Qinxin wanted me to give you. These are all resources that can extend one’s life. She has another matter to attend to this time, so she did not come back with me, but she said that she would definitely come back to see you!”

Zhao Feng took out some precious resources from his interspatial dimension. These were all things he had bought from the Void Ocean Spiritual Palace. After all, all his own resources were simply too high quality. The lowest were meant to be used by Rank Six True Gods. How could he have a person at the True Spirit Realm take them?

City Lord Liu solemnly received the resources Zhao Feng had offered. For Liu Jiutian, who was a peak True Lord, these resources were extremely valuable. If he took them all, he would be able to increase his lifespan by at least ten thousand years.

The second day after Zhao Feng’s departure, City Lord Liu broke through into the Origin Core Realm, becoming an Origin Core Sovereign. Although the primary purpose of those resources was to increase lifespan, they had varying effects when it came to other aspects of cultivation.

The Cloud Area, the Cloud Country, Broken Moon Clan:

Broken Moon Clan’s strength had swelled such that it was now the number one sect of the Thirteen Countries.

Clan Master Yang Gan’s cultivation had reached the early stage of the True Mystic Realm. After all, Yang Gan was the previous Head Disciple of the Broken Moon Clan. He originally possessed astonishing talent, and Zhao Feng had also left behind some resources before leaving. Thus, it wasn’t strange at all for him to reach this level.

Zhao Feng had a divine status within the Cloud Country and the Broken Moon Clan. In order not to cause any unnecessary trouble, Zhao Feng only allowed a few members to know that he had returned.

Within the forbidden ground of the Broken Moon Clan, the First Elder, Yang Gan, Lin Fan, Elder Guan, Elder Zhang, and Ran Xiaoyuan had gathered. These were, without question, the people that Zhao Feng had the best relationship within the Broken Moon Clan.

“Zhao Feng, I didn’t think that we would be able to see you again!”

Elder Guan and Elder Zhang were both white-haired and wrinkled. It was clear that they were approaching the end of their lifespans.

“Martial Brother Zhao, how have you been doing in the outside world?”

Yang Gan and Lin Fan had an utmost yearning for the world beyond the Azure Flower Continent.

“The outside world… you’ll naturally find out once you leave.” Zhao Feng smiled and decided to keep them in suspense. Within the forbidden ground, the upper echelon members of the Broken Moon Clan chatted happily with Zhao Feng. Before leaving, Zhao Feng took out some resources that could increase lifespan.

In truth, he could directly increase the cultivations of his former colleagues. As their cultivations increased, their lifespans would naturally increase as well. However, it was best if one ascended the martial path with one’s own feet, step by step.

After saying farewell, Zhao Feng went to see his father and mother and visit the area occupied by the members of the Zhao Family. His return naturally elicited cries of shock and celebration from everyone.

Zhao Feng spent his following days living and accompanying his parents. Given how difficult it was to visit, Zhao Feng decided to spend a little longer in this place.

Any powerful cultivator would have a time where they were tired and wanted to rest. Zhao Feng was in this state. He treated himself as an ordinary person, living an ordinary life with his parents, forgetting about cultivatb^ everything about the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods.

Five years passed by. For Zhao Feng, five years was nothing at all. A single session of seclusion in the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods might be five years, or perhaps a particularly long journey.

As he prepared to leave, Zhao Feng used heaven-defying methods and high-class resources from the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods to change the destinies of his parents and make them immortal.

This was a rather lengthy process. After all, ordinary martial artists would find it very difficult to absorb True God level treasures.

During this time, Zhao Feng researched his God Eye.

“The Ninth God Eye? Then I’ll call you… the Dream God Eye!” Zhao Feng gave a name to the Ninth God Eye.

In a dream, he returned to the Azure Flower Continent. This was truly too inconceivable, and he could only use “dream” to describe this God Eye.

Zhao Feng began to research the abilities of the Ninth God Eye. This was because he discovered that using the powers of this God Eye would not affect this dimension.

A stream of Origin energy fused into the Dream God Eye. A moment later, everything before Zhao Feng’s eyes was dyed in various dazzling colors.

“It seems like I was in a similar state when I wiped out God Lord Silverwing and God Lord Ghost Centipede with a wave of my hand!” Zhao Feng suddenly realized something.

If that was all real, then it was too terrifying. Wiping out a person with just a wave of his hand?

Zhao Feng began to research and test his powers.

One day:

Buzz! Bzzz!

A massive amount of Origin energy surged out of Zhao Feng’s left eye. Everything became dreamy and ethereal, all objects dyed in the most gorgeous hues of the world.

Zhao Feng touched a table next to him.

Booom!

Like a popping bubble, the table disappeared.

“That ability is real!” Zhao Feng was extremely agitated.

By lightly touching the table, he made it disappear.

He then touched a chair, and it similarly popped out of existence.

When his left eye began to emit a swelling pain, he stopped.

“This ability is quite taxing,” Zhao Feng mumbled in shock.

Although he had only wiped away a table and a chair, maintaining the state in itself consumed a great deal of energy.

He was probably only able to maintain the state for so long the first time around and wipe out two First Heaven God Lords because his God Eye had just awakened and possessed an excessive amount of Origin energy.

Besides the consumption of energy, Zhao Feng also sensed that he had become extremely tired, and he almost wanted to sleep.

“It seems like this ‘dreamification’ ability is also extremely taxing on my mind.”

In addition, this ability consumed Divine Power, soul power, and eye-bloodline power. Zhao Feng also recalled that the ability to turn dreams into reality was also incredibly exhausting to use.

“Let’s just call this ‘thought power’!” Zhao Feng determined after some thought.

The abilities of “realization” and “dreamification” were the primary consumers of “thought power.”

Once Zhao Feng made his parents immortal, he left.

“Where’s the skeletal Division Leader?” Zhao Feng’s eyes flashed.

The skeletal Division Leader was supposed to oversee the Azure Flower Continent and maintain the peace of this place. Zhao Feng had to properly reward him for this task.

Bzzzz!

Zhao Feng’s Divine Sense gradually encompassed the entire Azure Flower Continent.

But he found no trace of the skeletal Division Leader. He also didn’t find any sign of Tiemo or Patriarch Hong. It was rather strange.

Zhao Feng went to the Iron Blood Religion and learned from its upper echelon members what happened.

Swish!

He instantly vanished.

Near the outer edge of the Azure Flower Continent, two forces were floating in the middle of a vast sea of fog. The leaders of one force were a skeletal man covered in gold and silver tattoos and a large man who stood twenty feet tall.

“Skeleton Patriarch, Clan Master Nan Wu, you have no chance of victory! Submit to the Evil Spirit Holy Sect!”

Across from them was an emaciated elder in a black robe who spoke in a sinister voice. This person was a peak King, far above the skeletal man and the giant. This elder had four or five more experts of King level at his side.

“Hehe, any resistance is pointless. This entire world will soon be ours!” the thin elder continued.

The Skeleton Patriarch, Clan Master Nan Wu, and all the other top-class experts from the continent put on bitter expressions.