King of Gods - chapter-1459
Half a year ago, in the western mountains of the Gulong Zone, a certain
event created a large stir: Spirit Grass Gate, which had been conquered
by Yellow Dragon Pavilion several decades ago, suddenly staged a comeback
and reestablished itself.
The first thing Yellow Dragon Pavilion did upon discovering this was to
send over many of its members, setting off a war between two
four-and-a-half-star factions. In the end, Spirit Grass Gate had fended
off the first wave from Yellow Dragon Pavilion. Afterward, former members
of Spirit Grass Gate gradually began to return, and quite a few factions
even betrayed Yellow Dragon Pavilion and submitted to Spirit Grass Gate.
The underground conference hall of Spirit Grass Gate:
“Han Ning’er, this old man was truly not mistaken. The
reestablishment of Spirit Grass Gate is entirely due to your efforts!”
A green-haired elder seated above gave a beaming smile.
This person was none other than the Gate Master of Spirit Grass Gate.
After Spirit Grass Gate’s defeat, he had led a portion of the members
into hiding so that they could plan out the faction’s revival.
The other upper echelon members of Spirit Grass Gate smiled and nodded,
their eyes focused on a girl dressed in green.
This girl seemed to be particularly dazzling in the gloomy hall, and she
exuded a pure vigor and vitality. She seemed like a spirit in the forest,
nimble and beautiful.
“Gate Master, this is only what I should have done. However, Senior
Brother Xiahou deserves most of the thanks!” Han Ning’er smiled as
she looked at the heroic and straight-backed figure of Xiahou Wu next to
her, dressed in simple green clothes.
Back then, when Zhao Feng had just become a True God at the Spiritual
Race, he exchanged blows with Xiahou Wu of the Life Sacred Land. Later
on, when Zhao Feng escorted Han Ning’er to the Life Sacred Land, Xiahou
Wu was tasked with taking care of the two of them.
After this long period of time, Xiahou Wu had smoothly become a Rank
Seven Ancient God.
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“Our utmost gratitude for the Life Sacred Land for assisting Spirit
Grass Gate!” Spirit Grass Gate Master gratefully turned to the man next
to Han Ning’er.
It was truly already a blessing for an Eye of Life descendant to have
appeared within their sect. To form a relationship with a legendary
Sacred Land was not something he dared to imagine in his wildest dreams.
“A minor task.” Xiahou Wu waved his hand, indicating that they
shouldn’t take this matter too seriously.
In truth, he was helping because he wanted to, not because of the Life
Sacred Land. Otherwise, Yellow Dragon Pavilion would have long ago
surrendered rather than dare to continue the fight against Spirit Grass
“Young Master Xiahou is too humble. If not for you, we would have never
been able to fight back against Yellow Dragon Pavilion!” Spirit Grass
Gate Master smiled.
In the last war, Spirit Grass Gate Master was heavily wounded and had yet
to completely recover.
Meanwhile, Xiahou Wu was a Rank Seven Ancient God, an Eye of Life
descendant, and a powerful disciple of the Life Sacred Land. This was
precisely why Spirit Grass Gate was able to fight against Yellow Dragon
At this moment, Xiahou Wu was the hope of the entire Spirit Grass Gate
and was admired by countless disciples. The upper echelon members of
Spirit Grass Gate also hoped that Xiahou Wu and Han Ning’er would get
together. This would further increase the safety of Spirit Grass Gate.
At this moment, a ripple appeared in the domain around the conference
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A green figure charged in.
“Gate Master, Yellow Dragon Pavilion is attacking again!” the scout
got down on one knee and respectfully said.
“Prepare for battle!” Spirit Grass Gate Master grimaced and
immediately called out.
A moment later, the conference hall was empty. All the members of Spirit
Grass Gate began to assemble.
A little while later, two mighty dragonships appeared on the horizon. At
the top of one of these boats was a large and dignified man with dark
yellow skin – the Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master.
“Young Master Xiahou, this matter is between Yellow Dragon Pavilion and
Spirit Grass Gate. I hope that you will not interfere!” The Yellow
Dragon Pavilion Master turned to Xiahou Wu.
Xiahou Wu was a member of the Life Sacred Land, and if not for the fact
that the Life Sacred Land was very far from this place, the Yellow Dragon
Pavilion would have not dared to continue the war. In addition, he had
also noticed that Xiahou Wu had come to help Spirit Grass Gate purely out
of personal desire, not because the Life Sacred Land had ordered him to.
“I have already made a promise to Junior Sister Ning’er. I will
intervene in this matter until the very end!” Xiahou Wu firmly said.
The upper echelon members of Spirit Grass Gate were delighted to see
this. In their view, Xiahou Wu was definitely interested in Han Ning’er.
“Yellow Dragon Pavilion, Spirit Grass Gate will avenge the wrongs of
the past!” Spirit Grass Gate Master coldly stared at the Yellow Dragon
Although he was heavily injured, Xiahou Wu was currently treating his
wounds, and he would be fully recovered soon. Spirit Grass Gate would
“Haha, you won’t get the chance!” The Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master
immediately began to laugh.
The upper echelon members of Spirit Grass Gate found this rather
suspicious. Logically speaking, Yellow Dragon Pavilion didn’t have the
strength to do anything to Spirit Grass Gate. However, the Yellow Dragon
Pavilion Master seemed far too confident. Had Yellow Dragon Pavilion
managed to get a powerful ally?
Terrifying Ghost Dao energy suddenly surged out from the distant horizon.
Countless cold and pitch-black figures emerged.
“The Nether Ghost Race!” Spirit Grass Gate Master’s face chilled.
The Nether Ghost Race was one of the stronger four-and-a-half-star
factions. It had six Ancient Gods, far more than the typical
four-and-a-half-star factions. And at this moment, they had sent three
Rank Seven Ancient Gods.
The upper echelon members of Spirit Grass Gate and Xiahou Wu also turned
serious at this sight. Although Xiahou Wu was powerful, he could only
deal with two Rank Seven Ancient Gods at most. But now, with three more
Ancient Gods, the enemy had a force completely capable of crushing Spirit
Young Master Xiahou, I advise you to leave. Although we will not kill
you, in battle, we cannot worry over so much and will inevitably wound
you!” The Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master once more turned to Xiahou Wu.
At this moment, the entire battlefield will silent. The members of Spirit
Grass Gate felt a deep despair. Regardless of whether Xiahou Wu helped or
left, they were still no match for Yellow Dragon Pavilion.
Xiahou Wu also had an extremely nasty grimace. It seemed impossible for
him to fulfill his promise to Han Ning’er.
But at this moment, a calm voice came from the distance; “Han
Ning’er, you really did come back, and there’s Brother Xiahou too! I
didn’t expect you to come as well.”
The extremely relaxed tone of this voice shattered the grim atmosphere.
Yellow Dragon Pavilion and the Nether Ghost Race turned to look.
The eyes of Spirit Grass Gate members flashed. This newcomer was
apparently a friend to Han Ning’er and Xiahou Wu. But when everyone saw
that it was Zhao Feng, they were all stunned beyond belief.
“Zhao Feng!?” the Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master and many of the upper
echelon members called out in shock.
The members of Spirit Grass Gate were also astonished. Wasn’t this the
Zhao Feng who had caused a stir throughout the entire Gulong Zone several
decades ago? Zhao Feng was wanted by many factions, yet he still dared to
“Zhao Feng, what have you done to my grandson, Quasi-God Mo Gui?” An
Ancient God of the Nether Ghost Race stepped forward, his eyes seething
with cold killing intent.
Quasi-God Mo Gui was a Quasi-God that Zhao Feng had come into conflict
with before the Gulong Martial Gathering, and he ended up as one of the
prisoners in the Five Elements Palace.
“Brother Zhao, how come you’re here?” Xiahou Wu was similarly
The Life Sacred Land had obtained a somewhat clearer picture of what
happened in the Chixing Zone. It was rumored that Zhao Feng was the
holder of the Ninth God Eye. After the God Eye’s awakening, he had
defeated Ancient Soul Hall and then vanished.
Han Ning’er was extremely excited. After all, she had not seen Zhao
Feng since their last parting. Ever since she had heard that Zhao Feng
was the holder of the Ninth God Eye, she had been concerned that Zhao
Feng might have encountered some sort of mishap.
Zhao Feng’s appearance also made the two of them see hope. In the
Ziling Zone and Chixing Zone, Ziling Zone had defeated God Lords!
On the other side, Yellow Dragon Pavilion and the Nether Ghost Race were
extremely dejected. Zhao Feng’s strength back then was already
incredible, enough for him to throw the entire Gulong Zone into upheaval.
Now, even Xiahou Wu was calling Zhao Feng “Brother Zhao.” From this
one, one could see that Zhao Feng had definitely gotten much stronger.
“Let’s not act rashly. Send the news of Zhao Feng’s return to the
faction above us, and someone will naturally come to deal with him!”
The Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master was somewhat more composed and began to
communicate with the Nether Ghost Race members.
“Brother Zhao, please act and resolve this problem!” Xiahou Wu smiled.
Spirit Grass Gate members were instantly dazed. The Life Sacred Land’s
Xiahou Wu was actually requesting Zhao Feng to act? And from Xiahou
Wu’s appearance, he was not at all worried. It was as if he trusted
that Zhao Feng could handle everything.
Han Ning’er was also all smiles. It was as if she had forgotten that
they were in the middle of a war.
“Wait a moment,” Zhao Feng calmly said.
Wait? Xiahou Wu was startled. Why did they have to wait?
Yellow Dragon Pavilion and the Nether Ghost Race watched this
conversation with extremely ugly expressions.
Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master, let’s strike together and eliminate Zhao
Feng. I don’t believe that he can beat all of us!” a Nether Ghost
Race Ancient God said, his expression savage and frightening.
But at this moment, a powerful ripple of energy came from the horizon.
Three people appeared in the center of the two forces, their impressive
auras of energy shocking all.
“Origin Returning Sect, Ancient God Qian Yuan!” the Ancient Gods of
the Nether Ghost Race and Yellow Dragon Pavilion blurted out in surprise.
They had sent news of Zhao Feng’s return to several factions, including
the Origin Returning Sect, but there was no reason for the Origin
Returning Sect to arrive so quickly. And the ones it had sent were the
half-step God Lord Origin Returning Sect Master and two peak Rank Nine
elders. Only now did they realize that Zhao Feng was much stronger than
they had imagined.
“Zhao Feng, hand over Quasi-God Gui Yi and submit yourself to be
captured!” Ancient God Qian Yuan cared not for the four-and-a-half-star
factions. His eyes were fixed on Zhao Feng as he calmly spoke.
“You finally arrived. Let’s deal with everyone together!” Zhao Feng
smiled as he looked at the trio from the Origin Returning Sect.
Xiahou Wu and Han Ning’er understood why Zhao Feng had said to wait. It
was just one half-step God Lord. They weren’t worried in the slightest.
But Spirit Grass Gate members were all trembling in fear as they
involuntarily backed away. It was obvious that the Origin Returning Sect
had come to make trouble for Zhao Feng.
“Oh? How do you plan to deal with us?” The Origin Returning Sect
Master was startled. From Zhao Feng’s tone, it was apparent that they
“I naturally hope to peacefully resolve the matter,” Zhao Feng calmly
He had imprisoned the geniuses of many factions, but those people all
wanted to kill him and seize his treasures, so Zhao Feng did not believe
he had done anything wrong. Moreover, these people had all been taken to
the Ancient Dream Realm. He naturally couldn’t let them go for fear
that they would divulge his secrets.
“Ridiculous! How could you possibly compare to Quasi-God Gui Yi!? If
you’re not willing to compromise, then don’t blame the Origin
Returning Sect!” Ancient God Qian Yuan appeared slightly angry.
In truth, peaceful resolution was possible, but they stood to gain too
much from Zhao Feng. The Spacetime Robe, the Staff of Death Curse, and
also the Five Elements Intent palace; by killing Zhao Feng, one could
obtain all these things.
“Heh, serves that brat right!” The Nether Ghost Race members wickedly
The Yellow Dragon Pavilion forces were also very happy. With the Origin
Returning Sect Master personally taking action, Zhao Feng was doomed.
Perhaps Spirit Grass Gate would even be dragged down with him.