Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 964: Chapter 398: I Represent the Human Emperor, and More So the Human Race! (Part 2)

"Very well."

Zhao Feng smiled with satisfaction.

"There will be opportunities for change in the future."

"The Heavenly Court."

"Is not invincible."

"Hao Tian is not the sole dominant power," Zhao Feng chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Ao Tingxin stared at Zhao Feng.

"When you return, tell the strongest of your Dragon Clan that if they truly wish for change, one day they may meet with me."

"I will grant the Dragon Clan dignity."

"I will grant the Dragon Clan the opportunity to change."

"I will further grant the Dragon Clan a chance for revenge."

Zhao Feng said in a deep voice.

"Just you?" Ao Tingxin shook her head with a smile.

Clearly, she didn’t believe Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng said no more.

With a raise of his hand.

A sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as this sword emerged.

Ao Tingxin’s entire body trembled, as if she sensed an incredibly fierce Sword Intent that could sever her body and extinguish her soul.

"The Xuanyuan Sword!"

Yang Chan let out an exclamation.

In the past.

She had apprenticed under a Saint, saw many things, and recognized this Divine Weapon at a glance.

"The Xuanyuan Sword is the Human Emperor’s Divine Weapon, how could it be in your hand?" Yang Chan asked in astonishment.

"The disappearance of the Saint does not mean the disappearance of the Human Emperor."

"I represent the Human Emperor, representing the Human Race." Zhao Feng raised the Xuanyuan Sword, speaking with authority.

At the moment of gripping the Xuanyuan Sword.

Yang Chan and Ao Tingxin seemed to feel that the Zhao Feng before them was akin to the ancient Human Emperor returned.

"Our Human Race."

"Is oppressed by Immortals and Buddhas."

"Kept by Immortals and Buddhas, with Spiritual Charm extracted, flesh eaten by Immortals and Buddhas, souls controlled by Immortals and Buddhas."

"Your Dragon Clan is similar to my Human Race."

"Just that your Dragon Clan still has the power to resist, while my Human Race is completely kept."

"My enmity with the Heavenly Court is entirely for the Human Race." Zhao Feng said in a deep voice.

And at this moment!

After seeing the Xuanyuan Sword.

Ao Tingxin’s expression changed.

"As far as I know."

"The Human Emperor is imprisoned in Fire Cloud Cave, unable to emerge."

"Even if the Human Emperor stands behind you, it is useless if they cannot leave, isn’t it?" Ao Tingxin said.

"Unable to emerge now doesn’t mean they cannot in future." Zhao Feng smiled.

And after saying these words.

Zhao Feng seemed to sense something.

"Alright."

"I’ve spoken quite a lot."

"This Jade Scroll can contact me, if your Dragon Clan is willing after you return, you can contact me."

Zhao Feng waved his hand.

A Jade Scroll landed directly on Ao Tingxin.

"You won’t kill me?" Ao Tingxin looked at Zhao Feng in astonishment.

Zhao Feng merely smiled, lifting Ao Tingxin’s chin: "Such a beautiful dragoness; how could I bear to kill?"

With this teasing, Ao Tingxin’s face flushed with shame and anger, but then she worriedly looked at Yang Chan.

She naturally recognized the reason Zhao Feng spared her, possibly to ally with her Dragon Clan against the Heavenly Court, to strengthen himself.

But Yang Chan was different.

She was originally of the Human Race.

"If you truly release me, I am willing to return to the Dragon Clan to consult elders, but you must not harm Chan’er." Ao Tingxin said directly.

Zhao Feng smiled again, lifting Yang Chan’s chin.

"You..."

Yang Chan also flushed red with embarrassment, looking at Zhao Feng with gritted teeth.

She had never been treated like this before.

The thought that she would be bewitched by a scholar given her former lofty status, and that scholar being so unworthy, shows her purity, and the impact Zhao Feng had on her was immense.

"Though she is reckless, she is of the Human Race, and more importantly, Yang Jian’s sister."

"I wouldn’t kill her."

Zhao Feng smiled.

Then.

With a wave of his hand.

The Binding Immortal Rope was withdrawn, the two women were freed from bondage, yet the talisman sealing them remained.

"You truly won’t kill us?"

Yang Chan was both ashamed and shocked.

"You are useful to me."

Zhao Feng lightly smiled.

Then his gaze turned towards the entrance of the cave.

"Alright."

"You shall remain here."

"Soon someone will come to fetch you."

"Moreover, your savior has already arrived." Zhao Feng smiled.

Stepped out.

Directly disappeared in front of the two.

"Did he really let us go like that?" Ao Tingxin was also somewhat disoriented.

Yang Chan felt the same.

But as they came to their senses.

"No, he didn’t return the Treasure Lotus Lamp to me." Yang Chan immediately panicked.

Without the Treasure Lotus Lamp, her strength would greatly diminish.

But outside.

Above the void.

A handsome man wearing Silver Battle Armor, with three eyes, wielding a Three-pointed Two-bladed Sword, exuding an air of pristine True God stood atop the clouds.

Beside him was a black dog.

Accompanied by six individuals whose cultivation was not weaker than Daluo.

And behind them were one thousand two hundred of Erlang’s infantry wearing Battle Armor, emanating waves of Killing Intent, whose aura surpassed even Heavenly Soldiers, each with strength no less than below Heavenly Immortal, including some Golden Immortals and Taiyin Golden Immortals.

This was the entourage of Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch.

A force capable of moving heaven and earth.

A stream of light descended.

Zhao Feng landed directly in front of Yang Jian.

Seeing such an array, Zhao Feng also smiled.

"Erlang God Yang Jian, I’ve heard of you for a long time." Zhao Feng said with a faint smile.

"Zhao Feng."

Yang Jian’s gaze fell on Zhao Feng, also carrying a few scrutinizing looks.

However, his expression was gentle, without any killing intent.

"It seems, Immortal Master Erlang knows of me." Zhao Feng smiled, naturally speaking with a double meaning.

If one says that Zhao Feng was being hunted by the Heavenly Court, that had surely spread throughout the Earth Immortal Realm.

But knowing Zhao Feng’s name, there was only one possibility, Nezha had told him.

Obviously.

Nezha had already spoken with Yang Jian.

"This True Monarch was commanded by the Heavenly Emperor to apprehend you."

"Will you surrender, or shall this True Monarch take action?"

Yang Jian raised the Three-pointed Two-bladed Sword, pointing directly at Zhao Feng.

"I very much look forward to a battle with Immortal Master Erlang." Zhao Feng gripped the Demon Sword, smiling at Yang Jian.

The legendary Erlang God, Heavenly Court’s number one renegade, Quasi-Saint strength.

Strong when faced with strong.

The former number one renegade of heaven.

Such a formidable opponent was sure to have evidence against Zhao Feng’s strength.

"Alright."

"Everyone retreat."

Yang Jian shouted.

Mei Mountain Six Demons and Erlang’s infantry retreated without any hesitation.

Then.

Yang Jian stepped forward.

The Heavenly Eye on his forehead released a bolt of lightning, striking directly at Zhao Feng.

At the moment of the lightning strike.

The void for tens of thousands of miles around instantly shattered.

"Heavenly Eye."

"Come well."

Zhao Feng laughed aloud.

Raised his hand and slashed out with a sword.

Sword Qi like a rainbow.

Instantly collided with the lightning.

Boom!

The fierce power instantly tore apart the void, spilling out.

Hundreds of thousands of miles of void trembled.

Thankfully it was above the void, otherwise everything below the earth would be destroyed.

When immortals fight, mortals suffer.

Not to mention the battle between Zhao Feng and Yang Jian at such a level.

"Good."

"Your strength is indeed not simple."

Seeing Zhao Feng break through his Heavenly Eye’s lightning with a single stroke, Yang Jian instead laughed heartily.

He immediately lifted the Three-pointed Two-bladed Sword.

Stepped forward.

Instantly arriving above Zhao Feng, slashing down.

An ordinary stroke containing Rule Power’s blessing, combat rule, extremely sharp.

With one slash, the void was instantly split open, the blade light like a long rainbow, breaking through thousands of miles of heavenly vault.

"No wonder you’ve become a god through physical body, following the path of Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill’s physical body."

"But I am not merely a single realm, with all attributes, every attribute is a single realm."

"You fight me with the path of physical body, then I will crush you with physical body." Zhao Feng’s mouth also twisted into a grin.

The current Zhao Feng’s strength is not simple.

With physical body already at the peak of Great Witch.

Though not embodying Ancestral Witch’s form, the physical body may have already surpassed Yang Jian, not to mention other incremental attributes.

Immediately.

Lift the Demon Sword, meet the slash with a sword.

Boom!

Yet another overwhelming collision.

The collision of blade light and sword light.

The entire heavenly vault was swept by the light of this collision, obscuring both figures.

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