King of Gods

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Chapter 1407 – Participating in the War

“This is probably the reason for the war between the Blazing Gold Race and Spiritual Race.” Zhao Feng’s heart sank.

“Correct! Previously, the Blazing Gold Race even sent a half-step God Lord to try and assassinate Zhao Yufei, but they were discovered and stopped by my race,” the Third Elder stated, his expression cold.

“What? The Blazing Gold Race actually sent a half-step God Lord to try and assassinate Yufei?” Zhao Feng was also alarmed at this news.

He hadn’t expected that the Blazing Gold Race would actually mobilize this sort of strength to deal with a True God junior.

“Right now, Yufei is the heart of the Spiritual Race. Once she matures, the puny Blazing Gold Race will no longer be a match for my Spiritual Race!” The Third Elder seemed rather delighted, his eyes shining with anticipation.

Firstly, he was Zhao Yufei’s master, so if Zhao Yufei became a God Lord, he would also gain some glory.

Secondly, Zhao Feng had once refused to be his disciple, and the Third Elder’s second disciple Zhao Yufei would now undoubtedly surpass Zhao Feng in the future. Previously whenever outsiders talked about the Spiritual Race’s number one genius, they would undoubtedly be talking about Zhao Feng. But in the future, this would not necessarily be the case.

“When Yufei returned from the secret dimension, she was already a Rank Seven Ancient God, and she has been in seclusion for several years now.” Seeing Zhao Feng’s surprise, the Third Elder continued, his smile growing even wider.

Zhao Feng nodded. Zhao Yufei had always possessed unusual potential, and now that she had the legacy of the God Martial Race, she would reach extraordinary levels in the future. Perhaps she could even lead the Spiritual Race to regain its glory.

“Zhao Feng, the Spiritual Race is currently severely lacking in higher-level fighting forces. Now that you’ve returned, you should go out and hone yourself on the front lines,” the Third Elder looked at Zhao Feng and continued.

Although he had his grudges against Zhao Feng, that was only because Zhao Feng had refused to be his disciple. Zhao Feng had just returned from his travels and his cultivation had leaped to peak Rank Eight. He had definitely not fully stabilized himself at this cultivation level yet, and his strength probably couldn’t compare to a senior peak Rank Eight. Thus, the Third Elder wanted Zhao Feng to hone himself on the battlefield and solidify his cultivation. In addition, he could also bring relief to the Spiritual Race, which was currently the weaker side of this war.

“Severe lack of high-level fighting forces?” Zhao Feng was somewhat confused. Logically speaking, the Spiritual Race should have been stronger in overall strength than the Blazing Gold Race.

“The Blazing Gold Race was the one who started this war. At the time, they suddenly attacked us, swiftly killing off many of our middle and high-level fighting forces. Although the Spiritual Race reacted as quickly as possible, the Blazing Gold Race currently has the upper hand in this war!” The Third Elder appeared rather angry as he spoke.

“Okay then.” Zhao Feng agreed to take part in the war.

As a core disciple of the Spiritual Race, he had received no small benefit by relying on this five-star faction. Moreover, the war between the two races had been started over Zhao Yufei, so Zhao Feng couldn’t just sit back and remain uninvolved.

In addition, after participating in numerous battles, he would be able to remove the seal and reveal his cultivation level and draw much less suspicion.

“Good! Head to the Celestial Net Sect as quickly as possible. This faction is one of the more important areas in the territory of the Spiritual Race. The Blazing Gold Race has been wanting to occupy it this entire time.” The Third Elder immediately gave Zhao Feng an important mission.

After leaving the Spiritual Race’s forbidden zone, Zhao Feng rested for a little and then set out.

Meanwhile, inside an underground secret room aglow with the light of blazing fires.

“Elder, Zhao Feng has returned to the Spiritual Race!” A golden-armored man appeared in the underground palace, his attitude respectful and reverential.

Three balls of light floated in front of him. The man in the middle ball of light was rather old, but he was large and muscular, his body seething with golden flames and his face dignified and composed.

“That kid has appeared again?” Elder Jin’s eyes flashed.

He was none other than the Elder Jin who had led the Blazing Gold Race’s party in the gambling match between the two races. He had developed an extremely deep impression of Zhao Feng.

“The Spiritual Race truly has incredible luck to have two supreme geniuses like Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei!” To the left of Elder Jin was a shorter man of middle age, his eyes glowing with cold and venomous light.

“What is Zhao Feng’s current condition?” Elder Jin asked.

“Upon his return to the Spiritual Race, Zhao Feng’s cultivation was at peak Rank Eight. He has now left the Spiritual Race, apparently ready to enter the battlefield,” the golden-armored man replied.

“Peak Rank Eight?” Elder Jin and the short man were both shocked.

“It’s not even been ten years, but he’s already gone from Rank Seven to peak Rank Eight!?” Elder Jin’s expression was extremely grim.

At this time, the dark gray ball of flame to the right of Elder Jin trembled, emitting a bone-chilling cold.

“I want every move of Zhao Feng’s closely watched. Report directly to me if anything happens!” Elder Jin barked.

The golden-armored man left the secret hall.

“We can’t let this opportunity go. The moment we find out where Zhao Feng is going, we’ll immediately send an expert to kill him!” Elder Jin’s eyes dimmed as he began to think about the best person to send.

At this moment, the chilling gray flame to the right of Elder Jin suddenly began to roar. A figure walked out wearing a light golden dress. She possessed a gorgeous yet frigid face, and while her tall and graceful body could arouse fantasies, her aura was strange and bizarre, like some ethereal mountain of ice.

“This Zhao Feng… leave him to me!” the icy woman coldly spoke.

The short middle-aged man looked at the icy woman in surprise.

“Heh, that’s fine as well. I’ll leave Zhao Feng to you!” Elder Jin smiled and agreed.

The icy woman wrapped herself in frigid flames and then vanished.

“Tsk, tsk, Ancient God Iceflame is getting prettier and prettier, but she’s a bit too cold. Why does she care so much about Zhao Feng?” Once Ancient God Iceflame was gone, the short man immediately asked this question.

Ancient God Iceflame was the number one beauty of the Blazing Gold Race and also the most talented genius of the Blazing Gold Race in the last nearly one hundred million years.

Long ago, when Ancient God Iceflame was still well-known, she was pursued by countless handsome geniuses of the Ziling Zone, but she had rejected them all. Later on, Ancient God Iceflame went out on a journey, and when she returned, she was already a half-step God Lord!

“This is just her interest in geniuses, but rather than liking them, she prefers to kill them!” Elder Jin gave a profound smile.

Ten-some days later, Zhao Feng arrived at the Celestial Net Sect, within the borders of the Spiritual Race.

The Celestial Net Sect was situated at the highest point in a long range of mountains. As Zhao Feng approached, he was immediately noticed by the people inside the Celestial Net Sect.

“Who is visiting?” a loud voice came from within, shaking the world.

“Spiritual Race’s Zhao Feng, on the Third Elder’s orders, has come to reinforce the Celestial Net Sect,” Zhao Feng immediately replied. But he was actually rather confused; the power-holder within the Celestial Net Sect definitely knew who he was, so why did they ask such a question?

He couldn’t help but use his left eye to peer through the dark yellow defensive array and the various buildings to see the owner of this voice. It was a dignified middle-aged man wearing a golden robe, his formidable aura indicating that he was a peak Rank Eight. Next to the middle-aged man was a handsome youth with a cold and arrogant face.

“Ancient God Ice Origin?” Dazed, Zhao Feng immediately understood.

In the gambling match between the two races, Ancient God Ice Origin was originally the trump card Ancient God for the Spiritual Race. But when the gambling match actually happened, Ancient God Ice Origin had suffered a miserable defeat in his first battle, and in the end, it was Zhao Feng who had snatched victory from the jaws of defeat. Zhao Feng had already noticed Ancient God Ice Origin’s envy at the time.

Within the Celestial Net Sect:

“Father, this person is Zhao Feng,” Ancient God Ice Origin whispered.

“Peak Rank Eight?” The middle-aged man was taken aback.

“What? Peak Rank Eight?” Ancient God Ice Origin was utterly astounded and was thrown into a daze.

He had been utterly humiliated during the gambling match between the two races. Upon his return, he had diligently cultivated, and with his father’s help, he had managed with great difficulty to reach peak Rank Seven.

He originally planned to arrange for a battle with Zhao Feng the next time he met him, but he hadn’t expected that, when he next saw Zhao Feng, his father would say that Zhao Feng was peak Rank Eight.

“Although your cultivation can’t compare to his, the Celestial Net Sect listens to your father’s orders right now. In this war between the two races, he won’t get any chance to show his skills. I will have your battlefield achievements far surpass Zhao Feng’s!” The golden-robed man looked kindly at Ancient God Ice Origin.

“Mm!” Ancient God Ice Origin firmly nodded.

At this moment, a gap appeared in the Celestial Net Sect’s defensive array.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng entered the Celestial Net Sect.

“So it was Zhao Feng, the genius of my Spiritual Race! I am the commander of this place, Ancient God Blue Distance. You have just arrived, so I will have someone prepare a residence for you so you can rest.” Ancient God Blue Distance looked at Zhao Feng with an extremely warm expression.

“I must trouble you.” Zhao Feng agreed, upon which he was guided to a spacious and beautiful palace.

He was willing to participate in this war so that he could put in a little effort for the Spiritual Race and rescue it from its disadvantageous position. From the look of it, however, Ancient God Blue Distance would not give him this chance.

But this was fine as well. Zhao Feng would just quietly spend his time on the front lines. When the time came and he displayed his true level of cultivation, he still would not garner that much suspicion.

Upon entering the palace, Zhao Feng began to cultivate, focusing primarily on raising his Intent energies and strengthening his combat skills.

At night, the quiet and cold Celestial Net Sect suddenly became scorching hot.

Buzz! Bzzz!

The defensive array around the Celestial Net Sect began to shudder, alarming everyone within.

“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!”

Frantic voices could be heard within the Celestial Net Sect.

Outside the Celestial Net Sect, a large force had gathered, led by a giant of a middle-aged man, thirty feet tall, his entire body glimmering with gold and silver with flames raging around it.

Whoosh!

A golden-robed figure emerged, floating in the air and exuding a powerful ancient energy.

“Hmph! I knew that you wouldn’t easily give up on the Celestial Net Sect!” Ancient God Blue Distance coldly snorted.

“Cut the chatter! Ancient God Blue Distance, we’ll definitely capture the Celestial Net Sect today!” the giant man roared, sending out a wave of golden flames that bathed the horizon in golden light.

Boom! Bang!

The giant man raised both fists, and then a dazzling golden sun shot forward.

“Just you alone? That’s not quite enough!” A look of disdain appeared on Ancient God Blue Distance’s face.

“Attack!” Ancient God Blue Distance roared, and his body began to emit crystalline Divine Power as he shot forward.

Whoosh!

Countless experts poured out of the Celestial Net Sect to follow Ancient God Blue Distance.

“Haha! The Celestial Net Sect is ours today!” At this moment, a somewhat withered elder appeared next to the giant man.

This person immediately exuded a scorching pressure that caused all the Celestial Net Sect members to pause as a burning sensation engulfed their bodies.

Boom!

The old man waved his palm, sending out a dark brown flame that quickly took the form of a savage dragon.

“Not good! A Rank Nine Ancient God!” Ancient God Blue Distance grimaced.

Bzzz! Swoosh!

The crystalline Divine Power around him surged forward into a massive crystal shield.

Boom! Bang!

The shield lasted for only a few moments before shattering.

The dark brown flame dragon howled forward, pushing back Ancient God Blue Distance and the several Ancient Gods he was leading.

“Ah…!” A weaker Rank Seven Ancient God was unable to fend off the flames, and a few moments later, he was burned to ash.

“Retreat and defend!” Ancient God Blue Distance immediately ordered.

Now, their only hope was to defend the Celestial Net Sect and wait for reinforcements.