Chapter 1458: The Storm Stirs Once More

At this moment, all the factions of Sky Feather Island and the ruler of Blue Ocean Bay - the Golden Jade Race - were down on their knees and begging for mercy.

"I was blind to greatness. Senior Zhao, please spare the Golden Jade Race!" Ancient God Light Jade, who was many years older than Zhao Feng, was actually the one calling Zhao Feng his senior.

"You want me to spare the Golden Jade Race? Then tell me, other than the Golden Jade Race, who else knows that I've returned?" Zhao Feng questioned.

"Someone from Yellow Dragon Pavilion was at my race at the time and happened to learn of the matter." Ancient God Light Jade hesitated for a moment before finally building up his courage and admitting this.

After saying this, Ancient God Light Jade trembled all over as he fearfully looked at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng closed his eyes and began to think. He had originally imagined that, if only the Golden Jade Race knew of this matter, he would just need to seal their mouths. He hadn't expected that the four-and-a-half-star adjacent to the Golden Jade Race, Yellow Dragon Pavilion, had also learned of this matter. In short, more and more people were finding out, creating quite a problem for him.

"Then I'll go and be a guest of the Golden Jade Race." Zhao Feng opened his eyes and walked to Ancient God Light Jade.

From the look of it, it was now impossible to conceal the news of his return. Since that was the case, he would just resolve the problem head-on.

Ancient God Light Jade was struck dumb. What was Zhao Feng up to?

"Good, good! Let me lead the way for Senior!" Ancient God Light Jade immediately stood up and walked in front of Zhao Feng.

The remaining True Gods of the Golden Jade Race followed behind, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Once Zhao Feng had left with the Golden Jade Race members, the members of the nearby faction all sighed in relief. Fortunately, Zhao Feng was not someone who delighted in killing, or else they would all have been killed.

"Patriarch, will Zhao Feng be okay?" the Second Elder couldn't help but ask.

He had his quarrels with Zhao Feng in the past, but Zhao Feng had put these grudges aside to assist him in breaking through and improving his potential, even turning his whole life around. This made him feel somewhat ashamed and worried.

"I'm not sure either." The patriarch shook his head.

He knew a little about the crimes Zhao Feng had committed. It was rumored that Zhao Feng had imprisoned the prodigies of many factions, including one five-star faction.

Four-star factions were administered by four-and-a-half-star factions, and in the eyes of peak four-star factions, four- and-a-half-star factions couldn't even withstand a single blow. As for five-star factions, these were hegemons of their zones, second only to God Realm Sacred Lands.

Less than ten days later, Zhao Feng and Ancient God Light Jade's group arrived at the Golden Jade Race.

"Isn't that person the Zhao Feng who's wanted by so many factions of the Gulong Zone?"

"It really is him! I didn't think that he would dare to return!"

Many disciples of the Golden Jade Race were astonished.

"Hmph, Zhao Feng, in the end, you still fell into the hands of the Golden Jade Race!" A handsome and elegant youth in the crowd appeared elated.

He was none other than Quasi-God Di Lin, who had suffered a major loss to Zhao Feng in the Wild Ancient Secret Dimension. Later, he had requested True God Tianhua to deal with Zhao Feng, but they still ended up suffering a major defeat. As a Quasi-God prodigy of the Golden Jade Race, he had never been so humiliated before. Thus, he harbored a deep loathing for Zhao Feng.

Once Ancient God Light Jade's group reached the inner palace of the Golden Jade Race, Ancient God Light Jade gave Zhao Feng a personal palace to stay in. After that, the upper echelon members of the Golden Jade Race departed.

"Patriarch, what do we do?" True God Tianhua immediately stepped forward, a hateful look on his face.

"Hmph, immediately inform the Origin Returning Sect!" Ancient God Light Jade snorted.

Zhao Feng had humiliated the Golden Jade Race so badly that only his death would be enough to vent his resentment. The Origin Returning Sect was the strongest peak four-star faction in the region.

The Quasi-God Gui Yi who had participated in the Gulong Martial Gathering originated from this sect.

Quasi-God Gui Yi was the strongest Quasi-God prodigy of the Origin Returning Sect, but he ended up being imprisoned by Zhao Feng. Back then, the Origin Returning Sect was even more frenzied than Violet Night Hall, mobilizing almost all its members to search for Zhao Feng.

"Heh, this brat is arrogant and ignorant. Let him just wait for death!" True God Tianhua gave a sinister smile.

Although they couldn't capture Zhao Feng, by telling this news to the Origin Returning Sect, they could gain significant benefit.

After taking up residence in the Golden Jade Race, Zhao Feng couldn't be bothered to worry about anything and secluded himself in the Spacetime Robe. He planned to try and break through to the God Lord level soon, so he was doing his utmost to raise his chances of success.

"Now that I've comprehended a Space Law, I can cultivate the final level of the Chaos Heaven Void Origin Technique!" The contents of the last level of this art emerged in Zhao Feng's mind.

This sixth level was originally meant for God Lords. He was now delving into it somewhat to firm up his Divine Power and increase his chances at becoming a God Lord.

But in the end, the sixth level's contents were meant for God Lords. Zhao Feng only just began to cultivate and already felt it difficult.

One day, Zhao Feng left his residence. With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he was able to understand everything that was going on in the Golden Jade Race.

"Mm? The person speaking with Ancient God Light Jade is from Yellow Dragon Pavilion?" Zhao Feng's gaze froze.

He also felt that this person from Yellow Dragon Pavilion was rather familiar. It seemed to be none other than the True God Zhongtu who had pursued him and Han Ning'er. Zhao Feng was only a Quasi-God at the time, so he could only run away from the Rank Five True God Zhongtu.

"The people of Yellow Dragon Pavilion have come to the Golden Jade Race again?" Zhao Feng was confused. He concealed his body and went to the secret hall where the conversation was taking place.

"Ancient God Light Jade, if the Golden Jade Race is willing to assist Yellow Dragon Pavilion, I can increase the benefits offered last time by another ten percent!" True God Zhongtu spoke with an extremely serious tone.

"Ha, forget it. The Golden Jade Race has no desire to participate in this matter." Ancient God Light Jade thought it over some but still decided to refuse.

With Zhao Feng here, the Golden Jade Race could not send off too many of its forces. Once the people from the Origin Returning Sect arrived and seized Zhao Feng, the Golden Jade Race would receive much more than what Yellow Dragon Pavilion could offer.

"Ancient God Light Jade, there's no need to be so absolute.... Twenty percent, an additional twenty percent! This is Yellow Dragon Pavilion's limit!" True God Zhongtu creased his brow as he spoke.

"This is a special time, or else I would have agreed to your request to lend you soldiers on your second visit." Ancient God Light Jade tactfully declined.

"Lending soldiers?" Zhao Feng was stunned.

If they were borrowing soldiers, then Yellow Dragon Pavilion was probably in the middle of a war. But Yellow Dragon Pavilion had recently seized Spirit Grass Gate, so it should have been even stronger. Ordinary factions would not rashly provoke a faction like this. Then what was it that could threaten or outmatch Yellow Dragon Pavilion so that it would seek help from other factions?

"Could it be that Han Ning'er has returned to take revenge?" Zhao Feng thought of this possibility.

Han Ning'er was an Eye of Life descendant and a disciple of the Life Sacred Land. Her status was probably not simple. There was a high chance that she had returned to the Gulong Zone with some people to revive Spirit Grass Gate.

"Who's there?" The concerned True God Zhongtu suddenly noticed another person nearby and immediately jumped up from his seat.

"Zhao Feng?" Ancient God Light Jade was also astonished. How had Zhao Feng so inexplicably appeared here?

"It's you?" True God Zhongtu suddenly remembered something, and his expression became both shocked and furious.

If not for Zhao Feng, he would have long ago killed Han Ning'er.

But True God Zhongtu did not act recklessly. After all, Zhao Feng was able to get here without him noticing. This meant that Zhao Feng's strength was far above what he could deal with. True God Zhongtu seized this first moment to send a message.

"Why does Yellow Dragon Pavilion want to borrow soldiers?" Zhao Feng immediately asked.

"Yellow Dragon Pavilion's strength is swelling, and we're preparing to attack another four-and-a-half-star faction!"

True God Zhongtu hesitated for a moment before replying, as if he was only doing so because he feared Zhao Feng.

But Zhao Feng realized that Ancient God Light Jade appeared to somewhat grimace at True God Zhongtu's words. It was obvious that he was not telling the truth.

"Hmph, since you're not willing to tell the truth, I'll find the answer on my own!" Zhao Feng's expression chilled.

He had barely finished speaking when a powerful Soul Intent surged forward.

"What are you doing?" True God Zhongtu paled as he prepared to fight back.

But a moment later, he discovered that he couldn't move, and his soul seemed to be restrained by boundless lightning, its connection with his divine body severed so that he could not do anything.

The immense Soul Intent surged into his soul and found out everything.

"As expected." Zhao Feng's gaze chilled.

Yellow Dragon Pavilion was borrowing soldiers to attack Spirit Grass Gate.

Boom!

With a thought from Zhao Feng, True God Zhongtu's soul and divine body were obliterated into fine powder.

Ancient God Light Jade stood on the side in shock. In front of Zhao Feng, True God Zhongtu didn't even have the ability to self-detonate.

"Yellow Dragon Pavilion...!" Zhao Feng muttered, and then he vanished.

Not long after Zhao Feng left, an oppressive energy descended on the Golden Jade Race.

Whoosh!

Ancient God Light Jade immediately emerged to greet those three people floating in the distant sky.

"Ancient God Light Jade, where is he?" A violet-robed elder was leading this group of three, his body surrounded in multicolored radiance.

"Ancient God Qian Yuan, Zhao Feng just left for Yellow Dragon Pavilion. With your strength, he probably won't even be able to reach Yellow Dragon Pavilion before falling into your hands!" Ancient God Light Jade smiled, but he was actually stunned beyond compare.

Ancient God Qian Yuan was none other than the Sect Master of the Origin Returning Sect, a half-step God Lord. The two people beside him were peak Rank Nine Ancient Gods.

He had never imagined that the Origin Returning Sect Master would personally take part, and that he would even bring two peak Rank Nine elders with him.

"Go!" Ancient God Qian Yuan called out, leaving with his two men.

Only a few top-class factions and the five-star factions knew that Violet Night Hall's Ancient God Night Dragon had been slain in the Ziling Zone. The Origin Returning Sect knew this, which was why it had sent its sect master to prevent any accidents.

At the same time, near an extremely dangerous forbidden ground of the Gulong Zone, the Wailing Ghost Ravine: Beneath Wailing Ghost Ravine was an immense faction that only a select few knew about.

Buzz! Bzzz!

In a palace that was completely deserted, several spatial ripples suddenly appeared.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several people cloaked in black appeared in the palace, each one exuding the powerful aura of an Ancient God.

"Lord Tyrant Dragon, Zhao Feng has appeared in the Golden Jade Race!" a peak Rank Nine Ancient God suddenly said. These words had everyone else stunned.

Whoosh!

A calamitous energy that could destroy all suddenly weighed down. All was incredibly still as everyone present looked up to that man who was covered entirely in pitch-black scales.

"Zhao Feng, you've finally appeared!" the black-scaled man spoke in a raspy voice.

"I will personally handle this person. The rest of you, withdraw!" the black-scaled man called out.

Yes!"

A moment later, all the figures in the palace vanished.

"Ninth God Eye, let me offer you up to our lord, kekeke!"