Chapter 1339 - 1339 Don't Flee, Counterattack
Chapter 1339 - 1339 Don't Flee, Counterattack
?Chapter 1339: Don’t Flee, Counterattack Chapter 1339: Don’t Flee, Counterattack Editor: Exodus Tales Chapter 1339 – Don’t Flee, Counterattack There were nine Divine Stages, each representing a rank.
The formation of each Divine Stage consumed all the reserves accumulated in the previous rank.
Zhao Feng had spent very little time as a Rank Seven Ancient God, but he had consumed countless precious resources in this period and participated in numerous battles.
Moreover, Zhao Feng cultivated the high-level and extremely stable top-class divine-level technique that was the Chaos Heaven Void Origin Technique.
For these reasons, Zhao Feng had more than enough reserves for this endeavor.
Because he was attempting to break into Rank Eight in secret, Zhao Feng completely locked down the Spacetime Robe, making it so that the heavenly phenomena would not appear in the outside world.
However, this also meant that Zhao Feng was unable to absorb much Heaven Earth Yuan Qi.
Fortunately, Zhao Feng was ready with piles of cultivation resources.
Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
He began to take out numerous resources suitable for breaking into the next rank and began to absorb their energy.
“Soon…!” Zhao Feng was ecstatic.
His eighth Divine Stage was already eighty percent complete.
As he was forming his Divine Stage, Zhao Feng could clearly sense his Divine Power evolving, becoming even more refined and impregnable.
His Soul Intent was also advancing, slowly rising until it far exceeded the Soul Intent of ordinary Rank Eight Ancient Gods.
At a certain moment, Zhao Feng’s body exploded with divine radiance that illuminated the Spacetime Robe Dimension.
“Broke through!” Zhao Feng opened his bright eyes and spat out a ball of turbid breath.
His greatest improvement in advancing to Rank Eight was in Divine Power, while second to that were his Soul Intent and Divine Body.
Clingclang!
Next to Zhao Feng, the little thieving cat threw out several bronze coins and then curled up into a ball.
“Inauspicious omen?” Zhao Feng’s face froze.
Was him breaking into Rank Eight actually a bad thing?
“Something’s wrong!” Zhao Feng’s face grimaced as his left eye unleashed astonishing pulses of Eye Intent.
A moment later, his gaze pierced through the Spacetime Robe Dimension and through several layers of walls, focusing on a distant area.
“Someone is hiding nearby?” Zhao Feng’s eyes swept his surroundings and ultimately discovered two people.
One was a Rank Seven Samsara Immortal Body while the other was a Rank Eight Ancient God.
For members of the Heavenly Demon Hall to appear in his surroundings wasn’t strange.
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