Chapter 1230: Successful Refinemen
Eighty percent of the people in the secluded hall were attacking Zhao Feng. Even the other teams in the five-colored palace had come over to see what was going on.
"Brother Zhao..." Quasi-God Jian Feng was at a loss for what to do. Zhao Feng was facing too many opponents. Even someone like Quasi-God Jian Feng was a little afraid.
"Don't act impulsively!" the blue-haired old lady of the Sky Haze Race immediately warned.
A small team like theirs would be of no help to Zhao Feng and would only be digging their own grave. If they moved with the crowd to snatch treasure, it was also very likely that they would go away empty-handed.
A few of the weaker teams chose the same option as the Sky Haze Race and stayed on the sidelines.
"Kill!"
Nearly thirty experts now pressed down upon Zhao Feng's group of three, immediately applying so much pressure that they found it difficult to move.
"What do we do...?" The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon became worried.
It never expected for Zhao Feng to call it out into a situation like this. Nearly thirty Quasi-Gods and True God were attacking, each of them rather powerful in their own way, and there were even five Rank Five True Gods.
Even with the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon's incredible bloodline, it could not block everyone here and even might die trying.
"Allow me!" Zhao Wang stepped forward. His thoughts were connected to Zhao Feng's, so the two didn't need to discuss plans to act.
Swish!
A pitch-black and sinister staff appeared in Zhao Wang's hands, suffused with a deathly mist. Circulating the Eye of Death to communicate with the Staff of Death Curse, Zhao Wang stabbed the staff into the ground.
"Death Curse Expulsion!" Zhao Wang's Eye of Death spun into action, and a vast Eye Intent and Soul power surged into the Staff of Death Curse.
Kabooom!
Black and sinister Death mist began to rise from the Staff of Death Curse, swiftly spreading into the vicinity. This black mist contained an extremely profound Death energy that could set everything marching on the path to death.
The Staff of Death Curse was of the same level of quality as the Spacetime Robe, and it was also an offensive divine artifact that was very suitable for Zhao Wang. It could not only increase his Death Intent but also boost the power of his Eye of Death. Moreover, the attacks of the Staff of Death Curse were also mixed with the even more profound Curse power.
"What a powerful Death energy!"
"That's the Eye of Death!"
The assaulting experts immediately began to call out in alarm.
The Eye of Death was a descendant of one of the more offensive Eight Great God Eyes. Death energy was a power that all living creatures feared.
At this moment, Zhao Wang was using the Eye of Death and the Staff of Death Curse to unleash the forbidden secret arts of the staff. The evil and sinister power made all the surrounding experts tremble in fear.
"This... what sort of divine weapon is this!?" a Quasi-God who had charged forward too much immediately stopped as he shrilly screamed. A curse had infected his body while death was eating away at his life and making him grow older.
"This divine weapon... could it be the Staff of Death Curse!?" A skinny elder with coiled horns growing from his head trembled in fright.
With so many Quasi-Gods and True Gods from powerful factions present, one of them would inevitably recognize the origins of the staff in Zhao Wang's hand.
Awoooo!
The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon roared and began to fill the hall with its red and black draconic flames.
Since they both used their most powerful attacks, they managed to stop the advance of the more-than-twenty experts surrounding them.
"Kill that man! The divine weapon in his hands is at least a high-quality divine weapon!"
Originally, the crowd only wanted to kill Zhao Feng to get the treasure that he was refining. They now also craved the powerful divine weapon that Zhao Wang used to stop all of them.
Boom! Bang!
When the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon and Zhao Wang worked together, their attacks were incredibly powerful, but when all their enemies worked together, the duo's attacks were easily broken. In addition, the duo's attacks were extremely exhausting supreme techniques that could not be used repeatedly.
"Ice Destruction Palm!"
"Wind Lightning Slash!"
...
After breaking through the attacks of Zhao Wang and the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon, the nearly thirty experts began to launch their own attacks.
"Hmph, truly audacious! They dare to try to snatch up treasures in front of me!?" Quasi-God Zi Feng coldly laughed.
"Violet Night Illusion Strike!" Circulating his Divine Power, he created a violet figure that charged at Zhao Feng.
"This kid has a lot of secrets. An assistant from a top ten race of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races and a comrade with the Eye of Death and a Death divine weapon..." Quasi-God Gui Yi's deep eyes shone with extreme excitement.
"Heaven Unison Strike!" Quasi-God Gui Yi circulated his Five Elements Intent into a five-colored palm that swung down upon Zhao Feng's group.
"Master!" the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon anxiously called out, its entire body trembling. It could no longer put up any resistance and could only place its hopes on Zhao Feng.
"Hmph!" Zhao Feng gave a cold snort from atop the cushion.
Brrrooom!
With this single snort, the entire crystalline palace began to shudder. The vast quantities of Five Elements Intent in the palace immediately gathered around Zhao Feng's group in a five-colored mist of light.
Zhao Feng no longer had any misgivings and directly harnessed the energy of the palace.
Zhao Feng was currently in the middle of refining the core and didn't have much attention to spare. Moreover, his own strength was too low to control all this energy. Thus, all Zhao Feng did was have this energy gather around them in a defensive layer.
Boom! Bang! Crash!
A storm of attacks descended around Zhao Feng's group. However, the thick five-colored mist blocked out all these attacks.
This Five Elements energy was too profound. Just by floating around, even without being actively used for attack or defense, it formed a powerful barrier.
"This person can use the energy of the five-colored crystalline palace!"
"He must be refining the core of this palace!"
At this sight, the experts began to attack even more crazily, their faces turning red. This crystalline palace was made of countless high-level Intent Crystals. A battle involving nearly thirty Quasi-Gods and True Gods couldn't even damage a single piece of the palace. Moreover, the palace was also host to many precious treasures and powerful techniques.
The value of this palace was enough to make anyone mad. Even a five-star faction would covet it. As long as one could refine the core, they would receive all of this!
"This brat is refining the core of the palace!" Quasi-God Zi Feng's eyes froze and then turned insane.
"He encountered such a great fortune, but alas...!" Quasi-God Tian Xue was astonished, but then she shook her head.
The faction that she belonged to naturally wanted the core to this palace as well. In her view, Zhao Feng could not keep this object and might even pay his life for it.
"Kill! Stop him!"
All the True Gods and Quasi-Gods in the hall began to move, and more and more experts and teams were arriving at this secluded hall.
Zhao Feng's group of three was now surrounded by more than sixty people, all of them elite prodigies and powerful factions that had taken part in the Gulong Martial Gathering.
Boom! Bang! Crash!
All the experts used their strongest attacks to assault the five-colored mist.
"As long as we can scatter this layer of energy, they're finished!" Quasi-God Zi Feng loudly called out.
"Attack! We can't let him refine the palace core!" a Quasi-God prodigy yelled.
Kabooom!
Endless attacks crashed upon the five-colored mist. Each round of attacks would cause the five-colored mist to grow a little fainter - a little weaker.
Zhao Feng and his two helpers were soon revealed to the experts.
"Everyone, focus your attacks on that golden-haired brat!" Quasi-God Zi Feng gave a wicked smile as he stared at Zhao Feng.
"That's right! We just need to destroy the five-colored mist in front of that brat!" The other experts swiftly agreed with Quasi-God Zi Feng's proposal.
Kabooom!
Meanwhile, Quasi-God Zi Feng activated his bloodline power, and his body gradually transformed into a dark violet spiritual body.
"Violet Night Illusion Strike!" Quasi-God Zi Feng unleashed several illusions of violet lightning that shot toward the five-colored mist in front of Zhao Feng.
Fwoosh! Fwoosh! Fwoosh!
Each of the violet illusions struck the same place in the mist. The attacks of the other experts landed in the same place as well.
The mist in front of Zhao Feng grew thinner and thinner, and his face grew more and more distinct. After a few moments, all the five-colored mist in a small area in front of Zhao Feng completely vanished.
"Okay!" The Rank Five True God of Violet Night Hall gave a shout as he fired off a palm at that gap in the mist.
Boom!
The enormous violet palm flew through the gap and at Zhao Feng. All the other attackers rejoiced at this sight.
But suddenly, a mysterious spatial blur appeared around Zhao Feng's body. The power of that Rank Five True God's attack seemed to be transported to another dimension, and it began to weaken. In the end, a faint palm image landed on Zhao Feng's body and didn't even make a single ripple.
"This... what's going on?" All the attackers were dumbfounded.
"The robe he's wearing, could it be... the Spacetime Robe!?" The Rank Five True God's expression sank.
The moment Zhao Feng had put on the robe, this True God wondered if it was the Spacetime Robe. But then he remembered that Zhao Feng was a mere Quasi-God without the backing of any faction. How could he have the Spacetime Robe? In addition, Zhao Feng had not used any abilities of the Spacetime Robe, so he came to believe that the robe Zhao Feng was wearing was just an imitation of the Spacetime Robe. Only now did he understand that this was probably the real deal.
"Just how many secrets does this kid have!?" Quasi-God Zi Feng's face was incredibly gloomy. He found himself somewhat regretting the fact that he didn't kill Zhao Feng the moment he had appeared in this five-colored palace.
"This boy's a treasury! We can't let him go!" The surrounding experts were even more provoked by Zhao Feng's Spacetime Robe, and their attacks grew even more frenzied.
Boom! Bang!
Almost all the mist in front of Zhao Feng had disappeared.
Not even the Spacetime Robe could stop the attacks of so many people! Zhao Feng was doomed!
But at this moment, Zhao Feng suddenly stood up.
Buzz! Bzzz!
At this moment, a ball of five-colored light the size of an infant's fist, shining with five-colored mist, floated out from beneath the ground and landed in front of Zhao Feng.