King of Gods Chapter 1582 - Mysterious Master

Blood Spirit held the position of Grand Elder in the Bloodfiend Sect. His cultivation at the peak of the Imperishable Realm had securely cemented his dominance over the entire sect.

Within the city lord's estate, the Zhao Clan members felt the momentum shifting badly against them.

To start, Zhao Balong's ambush had dealt heavy blows to their forces. Then, Blood Spirit burst out from his concealment in Zhao Balong's dwelling to launch a surprise attack, wounding the Zhao Clan's Grand Elder.

In the beginning, the Grand Elder's power matched Blood Spirit's evenly, yet now a disparity existed—one potent enough to tip the scales in a clash between top-tier warriors.

"Zhao Balong, you actually…!" the Grand Elder bellowed, his finger thrusting toward Zhao Balong while his frame shook with fury.

He never foresaw the Zhao Clan crumbling under the betrayal of one of its own!

"The city lord is in peril…!" An elder cried out in alarm, face twisting in dread.

Zhao Tianlong had departed with numerous experts to negotiate peace at the Bloodfiend Sect, but it was merely a ploy.

The Blood Vein Array encircling the estate trapped them, hindering escape or any message to Zhao Tianlong about the crisis.

"Calm down! The Bloodfiend Sect can't handle Zhao Tianlong for now, but after you're all eliminated, he'll soon follow!" Zhao Balong boomed with laughter.

Provided he seized Zhao Feng, Zhao Tianlong's return posed no threat. That's precisely why he delayed his scheme until Zhao Feng came back.

The Zhao Clan powerhouses inside the estate started converging at the back. Though confined by the array and unable to transmit news, the residents of Southcloud City would surely detect the anomaly and alert Zhao Tianlong.

They had no choice but to hold their ground and stall until Zhao Tianlong arrived. That remained their sole path to triumph.

"Attack, Blood Spirit!" Zhao Balong grinned maliciously.

"Haha, no need for your command!" Blood Spirit licked his blood-red, enchanting lips, his scarlet gaze locking onto the Grand Elder with fierce murderous intent.

Boom! Bang!

A scarlet fog abruptly erupted from Blood Spirit's form. As it roiled and surged, it shaped into a ferocious maw lined with crimson fangs that shimmered with icy menace.

"Die!" Blood Spirit lunged ahead, thrusting his finger to hurl the enormous mouth toward the Grand Elder.

The Grand Elder's expression darkened severely. His sword burst forth with brilliant golden radiance, unleashing a sweeping, domineering surge of power.

Boom! Bang! Crash!

The explosive collision of these pinnacle Imperishable Realm strikes forced surrounding experts to retreat hastily.

Meanwhile, Zhao Balong clashed against multiple Zhao Clan elders.

"Surrender now, and I might let you live!" Zhao Balong smirked arrogantly, his tone brimming with superiority.

"Dream on!" a white-haired elder woman snarled furiously, her staff erupting in brilliant white glow.

"Get lost!" Zhao Balong thundered, unleashing a colossal palm of golden-red light infused with baleful fiendish aura.

This Zhao Balong wields immense power, bolstered further by a Bloodfiend Sect secret technique that elevates his might tremendously. Apart from Zhao Tianlong and the Grand Elder, none could rival him! The white-haired elder woman's face grew somber.

The sinister golden-red force dispersed the radiant white light and demolished the other elders' assaults.

Even united, the elders couldn't stand against him.

Zhao Balong's talent fell just short of Zhao Tianlong's. His overly ruthless methods had cost him the patriarch seat, awarded instead to Zhao Tianlong.

Now, mastering the Bloodfiend Sect's secret art, he could siphon others' energy. In sprawling melees, his power swelled over time.

Simultaneously, a plump man barreled toward Zhao Feng.

"Heh, does a mere brat need my direct intervention? Zhao Balong overrates this kid!" The rotund man, gut protruding, rushed at Zhao Feng.

As a peak Divine Transformation Realm powerhouse, he could slay Violet Qi Realm foes with a mere exhale.

"Come quietly!" The plump man leered ferociously.

"You overstep your bounds." Zhao Feng coolly retrieved three automatons from his Interspatial Dimension. Two consisted of black metal, the third of wood. Upon emergence, their components flickered as they soared toward the plump man.

"This… Divine Transformation Realm automatons, and one… Imperishable Realm automaton!?" The plump man blanched, gasping in horror, his belly quivering.

He never dreamed a simple Violet Qi Realm cultivator owned such formidable automatons.

"Flee!" This single notion dominated the plump man's thoughts.

He might contend with a Divine Transformation Realm automaton, but an Imperishable Realm one overwhelmed him utterly.

Thwish!

The wooden automaton glided toward the plump man. A circular aperture formed in its palm, firing a beam of white light.

"No…!" The plump man wailed in panic.

He had gravely misjudged Zhao Feng's Imperishable Realm automaton!

Hwooooom!

Multiple white rays lanced through the plump man's body, a white orb emerging to slowly consume him. The remaining automatons then struck.

Moments later, no trace remained of the plump man.

The aerial combatants all witnessed this scene.

"That's… Zhao Feng!" Numerous elders identified Zhao Feng.

A Violet Qi Realm figure seemed negligible amid the uprising, drawing no initial notice. Yet a peak Divine Transformation Realm foe perished assaulting him.

"So many automatons!" Zhao Balong's eyes flashed coldly. He now grasped why his hitman failed. Encircled by three such automatons, no Divine Transformation Realm expert could survive.

"Fine then, I'll handle you myself!" Zhao Balong roared in rage. His frame erupted with power, flinging aside the elders as he barreled toward Zhao Feng.

"Feng'er, be careful!"

"Zhao Balong, striking a child? You're inhuman!"

The elders bellowed, powerless to intervene.

Zhao Feng stayed utterly composed facing Zhao Balong's charge. He withdrew three additional automatons from his interspatial dimension: two at peak Divine Transformation Realm, one at mid-level Imperishable Realm.

"More of them!? Hand them over!" Zhao Balong guffawed boldly.

A peak Imperishable Realm expert himself, his prowess was vast. Only two automatons reached Imperishable Realm, ones he could dispatch effortlessly.

These automatons piqued his greed, factoring into his assault decision.

Zhao Balong closed in rapidly on the vulnerable Zhao Feng, poised to obliterate him instantly.

But precisely then:

"You dare lay hands on my possessions?" A voice pierced from the boundless void, detonating in Zhao Balong's mind.

This horrifying Soul Intent quaked Zhao Balong's soul with dread. The irresistible force nearly buckled his knees in flight.

"Se…nior… mercy…" Zhao Balong forced out the words with effort.

"You sought my death. Why should I show mercy?" The voice echoed again, leaving Zhao Balong gaping at Zhao Feng in shock.

Seconds later, the dread Soul Intent ravaged his mind, shattering his soul and locking his body rigid.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The six automatons surged forth, unleashing a barrage. Thus, Zhao Balong fell to the automatons' onslaught.

Naturally, Zhao Feng's prior soul damage to Zhao Balong was key, though unseen by others.

"This… what happened?"

"What just occurred?"

All onlookers froze in astonishment, faces etched with incredulity. For inexplicable reasons, Zhao Balong had stalled airborne, permitting the automatons to encircle and slay him. Utterly preposterous, beyond belief!

"What's this…?" The Grand Elder and Blood Spirit stood equally dumbfounded.

A peak Imperishable Realm peer had perished so strangely, sending chills down their spines and icing their hearts.

Losing an Imperishable Realm ally tilted the traitors' momentum. Blood Spirit most dreaded suffering the same uncanny demise.

"Your turn!" A voice thundered in Blood Spirit's mind, jolting it into chaos and swaying his body.

"Senior… mercy…" Terror seized Blood Spirit; he plummeted to his knees mid-air. He sensed this entity could crush him like an insect.

"This…" The rest gawked in bewilderment at Blood Spirit.

"Senior, we thank you profoundly for your aid!" the Grand Elder scanned about and declared loudly.

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He surmised a hidden expert aided them, likely contributing to Zhao Balong's end.

"Mercy?" The icy, scornful voice reverberated in Blood Spirit's mind.

This sound spiked Blood Spirit's hackles, death's chill permeating his being. He envisioned the underworld's gates.

Blood Spirit quaked, his psyche utterly cowed.

"Very well! I'll let you live. Head thirty thousand li east of Southcloud City and await me." Zhao Feng snorted coldly.

"Thank you, Senior, for your mercy!" Blood Spirit sensed the oppressive peril vanish instantly.

Speechless, Blood Spirit bolted away, dread still clutching his heart.

Cling! Crack!

The Blood Vein Array shrouding the city lord's estate crumbled.

"Slaughter the traitors and Bloodfiend Sect scum!" the Grand Elder commanded resoundingly.

He rallied with the elders and Zhao Clan members for the counterassault. Soon, all traitors and Bloodfiend Sect invaders lay dead.

In this way, the clan's dire peril dissolved.

Shortly after, Zhao Tianlong returned with fellow clansmen, only to stare in stupefaction at the outcome.

In a hidden chamber:

"Feng'er, from where did you obtain these automatons?" Zhao Tianlong questioned gravely.

The clan's leaders and Grand Elder fixed their gazes on Zhao Feng.

"Half a year back, I met a enigmatic elder who accepted me as disciple. He visits now and then to instruct me, foresaw clan perils, and bestowed these automatons for my safeguard." Zhao Feng swiftly fabricated the tale, pinning it on a nonexistent figure.

"That enigmatic master of yours must have intervened for us!" Zhao Tianlong nodded, inwardly celebrating his son's luck.

"The heavens favor my Zhao Clan, hahaha!" The Grand Elder roared with laughter, eyeing Zhao Feng approvingly.

No one suspected a fifteen-year-old peak Violet Qi Realm youth.

One month on, Zhao Feng farewelled his parents, claiming his mysterious master tasked him with a mission. The clan consented without delay.

Thus, Zhao Feng and Huo Qingfeng departed Southcloud City, bound for Sunharbor City.