King of Gods - chapter-855
In the air, the bright sword-light that was the Little Sword Saint
suddenly started to dim, and the laws of the Sword Dao started to spin.
“Little Sword Saint!”
The Little Sword Saint had a smile as his flesh started to become
transparent. The smile on his face was still casual and nonchalant.
He first glanced at those from Sky Sword Pavilion, then the others within
the Building of Refinement. Amongst that second group, the Little Sword
Saint’s gaze landed on Zhao Feng, and he nodded his head toward the
“His understanding of the Sword Dao has reached an unfathomable level,
and he has given up on life….” Zhao Feng was filled with respect.
Zhao Feng sensed that the Little Sword Saint’s understanding of the Sword
Dao had reached the level of a peak Emperor, or perhaps even the level of
a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord.
However, the Mystic Light Realm was different from the Void God Realm. It
wasn’t just a simple change in the soul; it also placed great importance
on the physical aspects. This meant that, even if one’s soul reached the
requirements to advance, it wouldn’t be easy to break through to the
Mystic Light Realm if they didn’t have the corresponding physical ability.
Now, Zhao Feng couldn’t even see the level of the Little Sword Saint’s
Sword Dao comprehension. One thing was for sure though – the Little
Sword Saint’s understanding and mastery of the Sword Dao had exceeded all
the experts that Zhao Feng had ever seen, including the Sword Dao
Emperors from the True Martial Sacred Land.
The Little Sword Saint’s flesh started to become fainter like melting
“You… what did you say to Senior Sword Saint?” The black-robed girl and
company looked at Zhao Feng with enmity and dissatisfaction.
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The Little Sword Saint hadn’t reached the end of his life yet, but Zhao
Feng said something, and the Little Sword Saint’s lifeforce suddenly
started to fade faster.
“So unfortunate. Your life and soul reached their limit at the last
moment, otherwise you would just need to take over another body and
re-cultivate. Breaking through to the Mystic Light Realm wouldn’t have
been a problem in the future,” Zhao Feng said regretfully.
It was hard for someone to take over another body with just Intent or a
Intent and Partial Thoughts were made from mental energy and
understanding of laws. They didn’t have anything to do with the soul on
their own. The lowest requirement to take over a body was a Partial Soul
since that contained a piece of the actual soul.
Before Demigod Kun Yun was reborn through blood, he had imprinted the
aura of his soul into the flesh of his Immortal Sacred Body with a
special technique when he was still alive. It was because of this that
Kun Yun only needed one drop of blood and a Partial Thought to revive.
However, the little saint’s life and soul reached their limit after they
were ignited, which was basically the equivalent of complete death. His
life and soul were what was fueling his Sword Intent.
“I die with no regrets after surpassing my previous understanding of the
sword.” The Little Sword Saint revealed a satisfied smile before he died.
The next instant, a spiritual sword phantom from which the Little Sword
Saint’s aura could be sensed merged into the rusty bronze sword.
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The tattered Ancient God sword started to shake, and a wave of cold green
sword-light with unrivalled power forced everyone back.
However, despite the tattered Ancient God sword’s powerful, it didn’t
“Senior Sword Saint!”
The black-robed girl from Sky Sword Pavilion had a surprised expression
as she now held a green tattered sword in her hand.
At this moment, everyone’s gaze landed on the black-robed girl.
“She got the Ancient God weapon!”
“That Mo Dongyao is a prodigy of Sky Sword Pavilion. Looking at the past
several thousand years, her talent in the Sword Dao is only below that of
the Little Sword Saint’s.”
Everyone’s gaze locked onto the black-robed Mo Dongyao, the prodigy of
Sky Sword Pavilion’s young generation. She just fought with Zhao Yufei a
moment ago and lost.
However, after the Little Sword Saint died, everyone was unable to hide
the greed in their eyes as they looked at Mo Dongyao. What kind of effect
would an Ancient God weapon bring to the entire lord dynasty? Even if it
was some tattered piece of crap, it was still a weapon from the domain of
Gods and related to the Heavenly Divine Realm.
That said, normal forces wouldn’t be able to hold onto it even if they
managed to steal it. The only forces present with the ability to do so
were the imperials and Sky Suspension Palace.
“Ancient God weapon… probably even we don’t have one.” The Thirteenth
Prince’s eyes were fiery hot. If he was able to take an Ancient God
weapon back to the imperial family, such a feat would greatly increase
his chances of winning the competition to be the Sacred Emperor.
“Let’s go,” Zhao Feng suddenly said, and he walked toward the exit with
He wasn’t interested in an Ancient God weapon too much. At least, not
right now. Putting aside an Ancient God weapon, even substandard God
weapons would bring a huge amount of trouble to a Void God Realm. Forces
that weren’t at least three-star level wouldn’t be able to protect the
tattered Ancient God sword.
Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng turning around was the exact moment the
Thirteenth Prince decided to take action.
A sword-light suddenly flashed behind Mo Dongyao’s back, and it gave off
an immortal Sword Intent that seemed able to slash through Heaven and
All the Kings that were planning on taking action, such as the Thirteenth
Prince, felt their minds hurt. Their souls were like candles blowing in
the wind, about to be extinguished at any moment. Fear and despair
overtook their hearts.
A half-transparent sword-light figure formed the outline of the Little
“Spare me! Senior Sword Saint, please spare me!”
The Kings that were planning on taking action felt like they were facing
the Little Sword Saint when he was at his peak. All the Kings suddenly
felt like their souls were tiny in comparison.
Even Xuanyuan Wen’s soul shook. He was like a small tree in a hurricane.
“A pure soul-type Sword Dao attack… are these the laws of the Soul
Sword?” Zhao Feng murmured.
Mo Dongyao held the tattered Ancient God sword and gave off an immortal
and undying Sword Aura. The pressure of an Ancient God weapon suppressed
everyone present, and the Kings’ hearts jumped. They didn’t have the
ability to even think about fighting back.
“How is this possible!? How can Mo Dongyao control the Ancient God
weapon…?” The Thirteenth Prince’s face was white, and he felt unable to
breathe. At this moment, Mo Dongyao could kill him with just a thought.
Even normal Emperors wouldn’t dare to clash with Mo Dongyao head-on right
“Mo Dongyao is just the wielder. The true controller of the tattered
Ancient God sword is the Little Sword Saint.” Senior Martial Brother
Zhuge took a deep breath.
The Little Sword Saint gained the recognition from the tattered Ancient
God sword, then turned into a soul sword and merged with it. This meant
that the Little Sword Saint could decide who got to control the Ancient
God weapon. To a certain extent, the Little Sword Saint was basically a
sword spirit now.
“Little Friend,” an old voice sounded from the half-transparent
sword-light figure behind Mo Dongyao’s back.
“Hmm?” Zhao Feng’s footsteps stopped. He turned around and looked toward
Mo Dongyao, confirming that the voice was calling him.
“Senior Sword Saint, is there anything you need?” Zhao Feng didn’t dare
to be disrespectful. Even thought he had given up his life and now
existed as a spirit, the Little Sword Saint was countless times stronger
than before in his current state.
“Little Friend.” The old voice gave a sigh. “There’s only twenty days
left till the Black Serpent Dragon charges into Xie Yang Palace, and no
one will be able to survive. I hope you can help everyone resolve the
Hearing that, everyone was stunned. The Little Sword Saint placed his
hope on one of the Demonic Duo? Not Xuanyuan Wen or the three princes,
but a wicked youth that was infamous for stealing?
However, they had to admit that no one here could see through Zhao Feng,
and they were full of wariness and caution toward him.
“Me?” Zhao Feng laughed, as if he had heard a joke. His expression was
saying, You want a thief to save everyone? Isn’t that a bit childish?
“I don’t know where you come from nor your background, but I can confirm
that, out of everyone here, you’re the most likely one to succeed. This
isn’t just my instinct; the Ancient God weapon feels the same,” the old
voice said solemnly.
The Ancient God weapon? Zhao Feng’s heart shook. Could the Ancient God
weapon sense the existence of his Ninth God’s Eye? His left eye-bloodline
came from a deity in the Ancient Era, and the Ancient God weapon was a
weapon of Gods and was related to the domain of the Heavenly Divine Realm.
“If you can take the Sky Sword Pavilion members and escape, I will owe
you a favor,” the white sword-light figure promised.
“Deal.” A light flashed through Zhao Feng’s eyes. Although the Little
Sword Saint’s life had come to an end, his current state was even more
terrifying than before. Besides, Zhao Feng alone wasn’t enough to deal
with the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon anyway.
A while later, the leaders of all the forces gathered in front of the
Building of Refinement. This time, Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng weren’t
“That purple crystal tower is the core of Xie Yang Palace,” Zhao Feng
said as everyone’s gaze landed on the magnificent purple crystal tower
that shot into the sky.
The tower was at the very center of Xie Yang Palace, and its pressure
shook all the Kings’ hearts.
“The key to the Yuan Sealing Divine Chains and the center of the God’s
Forbidden Array are most likely there,” Senior Martial Brother Zhuge said.
Since the danger of the Black Destruction Serpent King was coming closer,
no one had the heart to search for other fortune in Xie Yang Palace.
Although they might’ve only scouted out one-tenth or even one-one
hundredth of the fortune within Xie Yang Palace, what was the point if
you couldn’t leave with it alive?
“Let’s go.” The Great Gan Imperials were the first to leave and head in
the direction of the purple crystal tower. Those from the Sky Suspension
Palace, the Duanmu Family, and company then followed.
“Let’s go.” Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng also headed toward the purple
crystal tower, and the group from Sky Sword Pavilion followed behind the
Purple-Haired Demonic Duo.
“If it wasn’t for Senior Sword Saint, I wouldn’t follow these two
thieves.” Mo Dongyao’s face was cold and unwilling, but they felt calm
for some reason when following the Purple-Haired Demonic Duo.
We’re getting closer to the call of that power…. The
purple-and-blood-colored symbol on Nan Gongsheng’s forehead started to
become hotter. It was like a second heart as it thumped on his forehead.