1275 Pure Spirit Sacred Water

Chapter 1275 - Pure Spirit Sacred Water

After taking the one-armed man into the Spacetime Robe Dimension, Zhao Feng and the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon headed in as well.

Damn! I'm in the Spacetime Robe's internal dimension?

After recovering from the Soul eye-bloodline technique, the one-armed man dejectedly took stock of his surroundings. Around him was a vast starry sky while below him was an incomparably huge gray stone slab. There was a black-clothed and cold-faced youth on this slab as well as an egg.

The black-clothed youth had a sinister and horrifying aura, but his cultivation was too low for the one-armed man to pay him any mind. What he was truly surprised at was the presence of that egg.

However, he didn't have the time to worry about such things right now.

"Where do you plan to run now?" Zhao Feng had a teasing smile on his face.

He was the owner of the Spacetime Robe, so he could greatly restrain his opponents in the Spacetime Robe Dimension. But enemies could also easily damage the core of the Spacetime Robe in this dimension and severely damage the Spacetime Robe.

Swish!

Zhao Feng's body flashed, and he appeared to the one-armed man's right and fired off a palm. On the other side, the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon launched its own Destructive attack.

What powerful suppression! The one-armed man grimaced.

Zhao Feng was the master of the Spacetime Robe, so the one-armed man's Space Intent was extremely restrained here, and using Spacetime Intent was completely out of the question.

Kabooom!

The one-armed man could only push his body to the limit and defend.

The framework of the Spacetime Robe should be in this gray slab! The one-armed man stared straight down.

If he could damage the framework of the Spacetime Robe, he could easily leave this dimension.

"Don't put up a pointless structure. In truth, I could have easily killed you outside, and now that you're in the Spacetime Robe Dimension, you have even less power to resist." Zhao Feng fixed his left eye on the one-armed man and unleashed a powerful Eye Intent coupled with a supreme Spacetime Intent.

"Spacetime Seal!" A Spacetime Intent that was both real and unreal descended onto the one-armed man.

"This is… Spacetime… eye-bloodline technique!" The one-armed man's face twisted in shock as even the speed at which he spoke slowed down.

Spacetime Intent was a supreme Intent that was incredibly difficult to comprehend. For the sake of convenience, an average True God would dip their toe into Space Intent, but they wouldn't even worry about Time Intent.

But at this time, Zhao Feng was using a Spacetime eye-bloodline technique. Moreover, this eye-bloodline technique was incredibly profound, even capable of restraining an Ancient God like the one-armed man.

"Attack now!" Zhao Feng shouted.

"Destruction Dragon Breath!" The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon activated its bloodline and spat out a sun of Destructive black flame that enveloped the one-armed man.

"Death Curse Bind!" Zhao Wang took out the Staff of Death Curse and used a forbidden art.

The Staff of Death Curse, like the Spacetime Robe, had a set of combat skills and secret arts recorded within it. Zhao Wang's cultivation was rather low, so he primarily relied on the power of the Staff of Death Curse to harm the one-armed man.

Zhao Feng also didn't stop, firing off three Soul eye-bloodline techniques with his left eye.

"Damn… I'll destroy… your… Spacetime Robe!" Despair slowly began to appear on the one-armed man's face.

"He's going to self-detonate!" Zhao Feng immediately knew what the one-armed man was trying to do. However, since he was bound by the Spacetime eye-bloodline technique, even self-destruction took a very long time.

"Tribulation Lightning Eye Flame!" Zhao Feng immediately began to gather Tribulation Lightning energy in his left eye.

Kacrack!

Twisted Tribulation Lightning flame exploded on the one-armed man's soul, hindering his attempt to self-detonate.

The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon and Zhao Wang continued to attack.

Gaze of the God Eye!

When Zhao Feng realized through his left eye that the one-armed was on the verge of self-detonating, he used the soul-extracting eye-bloodline technique of his left eye.

Under the Spacetime Seal, the one-armed man was slow in even thinking about putting up a resistance, making him much more susceptible to this attack. Thus, the golden soul of the one-armed man slowly began to be pulled from his body.

The weaker the soul's control over the body became, the less possible it became to self-detonate.

Boom! Bang!

The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon and Zhao Wang used this chance to frenziedly attack the one-armed man's body, inflicting terrible wounds upon it.

"The Spacetime Seal's effect is about to dissipate!" Zhao Feng could sense the one-armed man's determination to resist was rapidly growing stronger. In the end, he was able to completely resist the Gaze of the God Eye.

"Then go back to your body!" Zhao Feng couldn't help but chuckle as he stopped the Gaze of the God Eye.

This one-armed man had lived for many years, so his Soul Intent was extremely powerful. It would be rather difficult to extract his soul.

However, the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon and Zhao Wang had basically finished destroying his body. Even if the one-armed returned to his body now, he would find it very difficult to produce a powerful self-detonation.

"Damn! The Blazing Gold Race won't forgive you!" the one-armed man furiously bellowed.

His body was so mangled and torn up that it didn't even look human. Zhao Feng and the others could clearly sense that the golden blood in his body was rapidly flowing as it attempted to mend his wounds.

"Even if you self-detonate, you'll be of no threat to me." Zhao Feng's indifferent eyes peered down at the one-armed man as he playfully smiled.

"What do you plan to do?" The one-armed man felt helpless.

His injuries were too severe. Even with his bloodline and secret techniques, he would need some time to recover. But since Zhao Feng hadn't made the killing move yet, it was clear that he still had a chance to live.

"Be my slave." Zhao Feng's tone indicated that there was no room to negotiate.

"Haha, you're delusional…!" The one-armed man raised his head and laughed.

The Spiritual Race and the Blazing Gold Race were enemy factions. If he submitted to Zhao Feng, he would be joining the Spiritual Race. The Spiritual Race definitely wouldn't be at ease around him while the Blazing Gold Race would definitely want to eliminate a disgrace like him.

But before the one-armed man could finish speaking…

Swish!

Zhao Feng blinked to his side and activated his left eye. Zhao Feng and the one-armed man vanished.

A moment later, the pair appeared in another dimension. This was a range of volcanoes. On the peaks and around these volcanoes, vast and majestic palaces had been built.

"Where is this? Why did you take me here!?" the one-armed man shouted.

He couldn't recall ever seeing a place like this. It was precisely because it was unfamiliar that he was afraid.

At this moment, a scorching and majestic pressure descended.

"Lord God!" The Blood Flame Qilin Race Patriarch appeared next to the one-armed man and reverently looked at Zhao Feng.

"This is… you are Lord… God?" The one-armed man stared in shock at the powerful Blood Flame Qilin Race Patriarch, and then he turned in consternation to Zhao Feng.

Why had a terrifying expert like this called Zhao Feng Lord God?

Lord God? The one-armed man suddenly thought of something, and then he stared in consternation at Zhao Feng's left eye.

"Don't let him die, but the rest is up to you," Zhao Feng casually ordered.

"Yes!" The Blood Flame Qilin Race Patriarch immediately gave a savage smile.

A moment later, majestic energy wrapped up the one-armed man, freezing his blood, Divine Power, and thoughts, making him incapable of resisting.

"Where are the things I requested?" Zhao Feng asked.

"Here!" The white-bearded patriarch produced a small red bottle.

Swish!

Zhao Feng took the red bottle and left the Ancient Dream Realm.

...

The area of the Ancient Desolate Realm of Gods where Zhao Feng and the one-armed man had fought was still burning with black and golden flames. The frightening aura and dreadful heat made other creatures too afraid to approach.

Swish!

The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon suddenly appeared.

"Master was correct. There really is someone!" The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon swiftly left.

While fighting with the one-armed man, Zhao Feng had detected through his left eye other members of the Blazing Gold Race. They were probably all this man's subordinates. This was why Zhao Feng had moved the battle to the Spacetime Robe; to keep some of his trump cards hidden.

Four people were hidden on the distant perimeter of this flame-ridden area.

'Who's that black-scaled man?"

"It's not Zhao Feng and it's not our race's Ancient God!"

...

After he was far enough from the area, Zhao Feng emerged from the Spacetime Robe. He put on his white veiled hat and continued on his journey.

"What's going on with the Spiritual Race?" Zhao Feng muttered.

As he was passing through the factions under the control of the Spiritual Race, he noticed that the atmosphere was abnormally tense.

About a month later, Zhao Feng returned to the Spiritual Race.

"Zhao Feng has returned!"

Zhao Feng's appearance set off an uproar in the worker disciple, periphery disciple, and inner disciple regions.

"Zhao Feng, in the future, don't leave on your own. You're a genius being watched by the entire Ziling Zone. Many factions might try to assassinate you!" In the sky, several Ancient Gods of the Spiritual Race immediately scolded him.

They only learned that Zhao Feng had left when they learned that he had appeared in the Life Sacred Land.

"Zhao Feng, one month from now, the Spiritual Race will distribute Pure Spirit Sacred Water. You just broke through, so this Sacred Water will be of enormous benefit to you. Do not miss out on this opportunity," Ancient God Floating Spirit slowly said.

"I understand." With this casual comment, Zhao Feng returned to his residence.

"It appears that he didn't accept the Life Sacred Land's invitation!" The Ancient God Elders exchanged glances in silence.

When they learned that Zhao Feng had appeared in the Life Sacred Land, their first reaction was to think that Zhao Feng had betrayed the Spiritual Race and chosen to join the Sacred Land, but the result took them by surprise.

...

After returning to his residence, Zhao Feng was preparing to go and see Zhao Yufei, but he soon realized that there was an array around her palace. It was clear that Zhao Yufei was in seclusion.

Swish!

Zhao Feng took out the small red bottle.

"I wonder what the effect of the Blood Flame Qilin Race blood is." Zhao Feng impatiently opened the stopper, poured out some blood, and rubbed it on his arm.

Zhao Feng began to cultivate, circulating the Ancient Blood Devil Sun bloodline to absorb and refine this blood.

Kacrack!

Instantly, the blood-colored flames on Zhao Feng's body became twice as large. These bloody flames writhed and twisted as if they were fighting and struggling.

A long while later, the blood on Zhao Feng's arm had completely disappeared, upon which he opened his eyes.

"So little, but my Ancient Blood Devil Sun bloodline has managed to advance ten-some places!"

There weren't many kinds of blood that his ancient bloodline could absorb, but the blood of the Blood Flame Qilin Race was one of them.

"That's right! The Spiritual Race will be distributing the Pure Spirit Sacred Water soon!" Zhao Feng suddenly remembered, though he still didn't know what this Pure Spirit Sacred Water even was.