King of Gods Chapter 1462 Becoming a God Lord III

Chapter 1462 – Becoming a God Lord (III)

Within the Spacetime Robe Dimension, Zhao Feng was completely focused on becoming a God Lord.

Within his dantian, streams of light in all varieties of colors were surging back and forth.

The God Altar down below seemed even more solid than before.

The top of the God Altar was covered in wondrous patterns and designs that seemed to contain the principles of the world.

Within the God Altar, crystalline Divine Power calmly flowed like streams of water.

Above the God Altar, only three Divine Stages were left! These three Divine Stages were like hard blocks of ice, slowly melting and flowing into the God Altar down below.

Buzz! Bzzz!

Suddenly, a hint of instability appeared in the God Altar, and pure Divine Power surged out.

Swish!

Zhao Feng immediately took out the Heaven Void God Origin Ginseng and absorbed its essence. A powerful Divine Power surged into his body.

Under Zhao Feng’s guidance, this special Divine Power entered his God Altar. Gradually, the God Altar stabilized and became sturdier and more transparent.

The Heaven Void God Origin Ginseng could stabilize the God Altar at a crucial moment, in addition pouring in a powerful strength that made the God Altar even stronger.

After taking the Heaven Void God Origin Ginseng, Zhao Feng roused his spirits and hastened the pace. Even at this crucial point in the breakthrough process, he was still able to receive information from the outside world.

He did not need to communicate with his clones to be able to share their vision.

Above Spirit Grass Gate, a battle was imminent, and only the top-class experts of the major factions could actually take part in this battle. After all, ordinary Ancient Gods couldn’t even take the Destruction Dragon Breath of the Black Destruction Dragon.

“Scram!” The Golden Dragon Valley Master’s eyes burned with anger as he roared.

“You talk a lot of nonsense!” The Black Destruction Dragon was utterly fearless. Wreathed in endless Destruction flames’ it charged forward. Kabooom!

Surging black draconic flames condensed into a massive dragon that howled, engulfing the entire region in a Destructive aura!

The Golden Dragon Valley Master turned solemn, a dazzling golden axe appearing in his right hand.

Swoosh!

Swinging the axe again and again, he unleashed one wave of golden light after another.

But when the two attacks collided, it was the Golden Dragon Valley Master’s attacks that were instantly devoured by the black flame dragon.

Sensing the Destruction energy in the Black Destruction Dragon’s attack, the Golden Dragon Valley Master was forced to retreat.

“Damn, Destruction Dragon Race…!” The Golden Dragon Valley Master’s face darkened in anger and vexation.

Although they were both half-step God Lords, his bloodline was of little use against the Black Destruction Dragon. In this first exchange, he was already on the back foot.

“We’ve come to help you!” The matriarch of the Sky Water Yao Race and the long-armed elder saw that the situation was bad and came to assist.

“Just what can you lot do!?” The Black Destruction Dragon raised its head to the sky and roared, its bloodline energy sweeping through the area.

Nearby, the ordinary True Gods who were not taking part in this battle were struck by this wave of energy, vomited blood, and fell back.

“Dragonflame Pearl!” The Black Destruction Dragon opened its mouth, spitting out a pearl covered in red dragon carvings.

The Black Destruction Dragon possessed a top ten bloodline and a supreme-quality divine artifact. It was completely capable of challenging a God Lord.

“Destruction Dragon Blast!” The Black Destruction Dragon’s entire body seethed with black flames that combined into three massive dragons that attacked the three half-step God Lords.

In the face of the Destruction Dragon flames, not even the Golden Dragon Valley Master dared to be careless. Only after using defensive techniques did he dare to clash with these attacks.

The bewitching woman from the Sky Water Yao Race had powerful defensive techniques and was also able to contend against this attack.

However, the long-armed elder’s bloodline was too weak, and he was immediately pushed back.

“Scram!” the Black Destruction Dragon roared and threw itself into a frenzied assault.

This heedless method of attack alarmed all three half-step God Lords and forced them to retreat. The reputation of the Destruction Dragon Race was not an empty one!

“So powerful! Why is one of the top ten bloodlines serving Zhao Feng?” The Golden Dragon Valley Master was alarmed.

“Hmph, what does it matter how strong it is? As long as we can hold it down until others arrive…” The long-armed elder got halfway through his words before he was forced to stop.

He was hoping that the others would be able to help them after killing Zhao Wang and Zhao Kong, but when he sent out his Divine Sense, he discovered that the other battle was not going well.

Zhao Kong and Zhao Wang were only peak Rank Nines, but they were both God Eye descendants equipped with supreme-quality divine artifacts. When fighting against half-step God Lords, they actually had the upper hand.

Zhao Kong was particularly hard to deal with, as his Eyes of Spacetime had reached the Quasi God Eye level, making his speed and attacks so fast that they were nigh impossible to react to.

Fwooosh!

The air in front of him was filled with white blades that sliced and diced space.

Boom! Whoosh!

A white-haired elder flew out of the battlefield, his body covered in many wounds.

“Damn, the Eyes of Spacetime and a spacetime-type supreme-quality divine artifact!” The white-haired elder had an extremely nasty expression. Even though he was a half-step God Lord, he couldn’t even deal with a peak Rank Nine.

The battle above Spirit Grass Gate had all the experts in the vicinity stunned.

“This… how could this be?”

“Even half-step God Lords can’t do anything to Zhao Feng’s subordinates!?”

The remaining members of the enemy factions found it impossible to believe their eyes. In terms of cultivation, their side had the absolute advantage, and in terms of combatants, they had two more than the opposing side. Despite that, their side was the one that was losing.

In addition, very few people were capable of intervening in this level of battle. The Black Destruction Dragon stubbornly protected Spirit Grass Gate, and its flames were capable of almost instantly obliterating a Rank Nine Ancient God.

The Spirit Grass Gate members were also shocked, but they were also relieved and excited.

“So strong! Are these people all Zhao Feng’s subordinates?” The Spirit Grass Gate Master’s eyes were dazed.

Zhao Feng’s subordinates weren’t just strong, they also had incredible backgrounds. Two were God Eye descendants while another belonged to a mythical top ten race.

In his entire life, this was the first time he had ever seen one of the top ten races. He felt nothing but submission toward this incomparably powerful fighting force.

“I just knew that Brother Zhao had a back-up plan!” Xiahou Wu smiled. But what exactly is Zhao Feng doing? Why has he still not come out?

In his distant valley, God Lord Tyrant Dragon was watching everything.

“Truly worthy of being the Ninth God Eye, he managed to gather some decent subordinates, but if he doesn’t come out soon, the situation will turn sour….” God Lord Tyrant Dragon gave a savage smile.

His goal was to capture Zhao Feng, but the Ninth God Eye had still not come out. What in the world was he doing?

“Ninth God Eye, hurry and come out!” God Lord Tyrant Dragon was brimming with anticipation.

The Eight Great God Eyes were unique and comparable to the top ten ancient races. So, what sort of existence was the Ninth God Eye?

Boom! Bang! Crash!

The battle above Spirit Grass Gate had reached a fever pitch. But even now, the Black Destruction Dragon, Zhao Kong, and Zhao Wang were essentially uninjured while the half-step God Lords from the enemy factions all had various injuries.

The white-haired elder fighting Zhao Kong was in especially poor shape. His injuries were serious, and he probably wouldn’t be able to last for long.

“Damn! If his three subordinates are this strong, then how strong is Zhao Feng himself?” As the Golden Dragon Valley Master thought of this, he began to become afraid.

But now that he thought about it again, Zhao Feng was only a Quasi-God sixty-some years ago, so he couldn’t be that strong. He probably hadn’t come out because he was too weak, so he was letting his subordinates fight for him.

At this moment:

“Haha, Golden Dragon Valley Master, this is really too unsightly!” A burst of brazen laughter came from the distance. “Chen Pavilion Master, hurry and help us!” The Golden Dragon Valley Master grimaced and immediately shouted back.

The Black Destruction Dragon’s group was incredibly powerful and was able to hold them back for now, but more factions were still arriving. No matter how many tricks the Black Destruction Dragon’s group had, their defeat was inevitable.

“I didn’t think I would ever see a Destruction Dragon with my own eyes!” As the Chen Pavilion Master flew over, a golden sword appeared in his hand. The moment it appeared, it fired off a dazzling bolt of golden light.

The Black Destruction Dragon’s expression darkened. Even it found it rather difficult to fight against four half-step God Lords at once. But with its Destruction Dragon Body, it could still persist.

“The situation is bad!” Xiahou Wu began to worry.

As the stalemate continued, more and more experts began to enter the field. Even if they weren’t half-step God Lords, the advantage in numbers could eventually exhaust the Black Destruction Dragon’s group to death.

But a little while later, loud laughter came from the distance; “Haha, this old man came at just the right time!”

Thwish!

An elder with a goatee and sparkling green eyes descended. An immense might that suppressed all engulfed the world. All the half-step God Lords present, including the Black Destruction Dragon, felt an invisible pressure.

“Could this person be the long-famous Soul-Cleaving Old Ghost of the Gulong Zone? This is a First Heaven God Lord!” The Spirit Grass Gate Master turned ghastly pale.

He had not expected this battle to draw in a God Lord. If a God Lord took action, everything would end in short order! “God Lord…!” The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon’s pupils constricted, and its face turned ghastly pale. “Soul-Cleaving Old Ghost!” The Golden Dragon Valley Master’s face turned solemn.

The Soul-Cleaving Old Ghost was a First Heaven God Lord skilled in the Soul Dao. He was always after his own personal gain, and if the Soul-Cleaving Old Ghost was taking action, he would probably take most of the spoils for himself.

But the Golden Dragon Valley Master no longer had any control over this situation.

“Haha, just let this old man kill all of you. I’d like to see if Zhao Feng won’t come out then!” The Soul-Cleaving Old Ghost scanned the Black Destruction Dragon, Zhao Kong, and Zhao Wang with dark eyes.

“I’ll kill you first!” The Soul-Cleaving Old Ghost settled his eyes on Zhao Wang.

Dark green Soul energy formed into a massive blade that flew through the sky. This blade was incredibly sharp, and it seemed like it really could cleave apart Zhao Wang’s soul.

It was just about to slash down. The peak Rank Nine Zhao Wang would never be able to take this blow.

But Zhao Wang was incredibly calm at this time as if this attack was not even worth his attention.

“You won’t be killing anybody!” a cold voice suddenly said.

Boom! Hisss!

A violet lightning dragon made from soul energy appeared, causing the souls of all the nearby experts to tremble. Brrrooom!

The lightning dragon smashed into the soul blade and obliterated it.

“Who goes there!?” the Soul-Cleaving Old Ghost barked, his face gloomy. There was someone present who was his equal in soul attacks?

Swish!

Zhao Feng appeared, his body radiating a transcendent energy that stood above all. This sort of majestic aura was precisely that of a God Lord’s.

“Didn’t you come to find me?” Zhao Feng first looked at the Soul-Cleaving Old Ghost, and then he scanned the crowd.

“God Lord?” The Golden Dragon Valley Master, the long-armed elder, and all the other half-step God Lords felt like their brains were short-circuiting. How could Zhao Feng be a God Lord?

In the distance, the leaders of Yellow Dragon Pavilion and the Nether Ghost Race almost fell unconscious. If they had known that Zhao Feng was a God Lord, they would have never come to spectate.