Chapter 872: 872
Chapter 872 - I'll Hold You Accountable
"They've come back!"
"Kong Feiling's appeared!"
Figures one after another started to appear on the black stage and only stopped after several breaths .
Zhao Feng scanned the group on stage . Around half the group had returned – a total of forty or fifty people .
The aura radiating from Kong Feiling was stronger than before . She had a bright dress, and Zhao Feng found that both her True Yuan and bloodline auras were much stronger than before she had entered the Divine Illusion Dimension, but she was still a tiny bit away from the Void God Realm .
There were some others that Zhao Feng was familiar with in the group, including Old Fei, Liu Tianfan, and Huang Yunhu . Even Senior Martial Brother Guang was present .
"It's good that they've returned," King Lu Yun said in a low tone as his gaze landed on his disciples . His personal disciple and his in-name disciple were both present .
"No one became a King . "
"Although some of the Origin Core Realm disciples made some progress, it's still not much compared to Zhao Feng . "
The Elders discussed .
It wasn't hard to tell that the group from the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan didn't have it well in the Divine Illusion Dimension . Most of the elites and geniuses were exhausted, and some were even crippled or severely injured . For example, Old Fei had lost a leg and now had a walking stick .
Zhao Feng knew that not everyone could grasp fortune . Even if they discovered something, they might not have the ability to actually claim it for themselves . How many half-step Kings and Kings had died in Xie Yang Palace? For those that were too weak, it was actually lucky for them to have not entered Xie Yang Palace .
"Zhao Feng…"
The returning geniuses looked at the purple-haired youth sitting on the ground . In comparison to themselves, Zhao Feng's progress was far too big . Their gazes were filled with hate, envy, respect, and other emotions .
"Zhao Feng . " Old Fei held his walking stick as he gritted his teeth with a complex expression . "If you had stayed with the group and helped us, we wouldn't have had such a hard time in the Divine Illusion Dimension . "
Zhao Feng was silent .
In reality, Old Fei didn't hate Zhao Feng, he was only slightly blaming Zhao Feng for not staying and helping . The strength that Zhao Feng displayed in the underground city was already extremely great; he would have been a great help to the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan's group .
The Ten Thousand Sacred Clan had tried to enter a couple of ancient ruins, but they failed by the tiniest margin, resulting in heavy casualties .
"Zhao Feng, if you didn't leave the group, then Senior Martial Sister Yun and Junior Martial Brother Chen wouldn't have died . "
"Zhao Feng, because of your selfishness, you left the group and made us sustain heavy casualties . "
The returning geniuses questioned and spoke in an unhappy tone . Some almost charged over but were stopped by some of the other nearby members .
"Stop! Be quiet!" King Lu Yun and company immediately stopped them .
Zhao Feng's strength was terrifying; the severely-injured Elder Wu was an example . If even a King ended up like that, then Zhao Feng could sneeze and that would be enough to kill the other geniuses and elites .
"Zhao Feng, I don't hate you for what you did . I can only blame that we weren't strong enough or lucky enough . But as a member of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan, you didn't do what you could have to help us . " Old Fei gave a bitter smile as he leaned on his walking stick . He looked extremely old and alone .
Hearing that, the eyes of the returning geniuses and elites dimmed down, and they became silent .
They couldn't blame everything on Zhao Feng . If they were strong enough, one more or one fewer Zhao Feng wouldn't have made much difference .
"One does what they have to . Junior Martial Brother Zhao, I don't blame you, I'm just slightly disappointed… . " Liu Tianfan gave a smile of mockery . There were injuries across his body, and half of one of his ears had been bitten off by a beast .
The silence lasted for a while before Zhao Feng finally spoke, "Just think of me as the original Zhao Feng . "
Hearing that, everyone paused . If it was the original Zhao Feng, he probably wouldn't have even had the right to enter the Divine Illusion Dimension .
This purple-haired youth was extremely different from the original Zhao Feng, and he didn't have many feelings for the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan . He only helped the Yunling Zhao Family because it was a wish of the original Zhao Feng .
"Furthermore, the fortune I obtained was by tracking the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon . That path was filled with death and trickery… . " Zhao Feng took a deep breath as he started to remember what had happened . It was almost as if those dangerous scenes in the Divine Illusion Dimension were right in front of him .
"Tracking the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon!?" The returning geniuses and elites of the Ten Thousand Sacred Clan exclaimed, while the expressions of Kong Feiling, Old Fei, Liu Tianfan, and company changed dramatically as they took in cold breaths .
"On that journey, countless half-step Kings and Kings from Sky Suspension Palace, the Great Gan Imperials, Sky Sword Pavilion, the Eight Big Families, and various other forces of similar strength died . " Zhao Feng sighed .
Too many half-step Kings and Kings had been killed in Xie Yang Palace .
Familiar names of three-star, peak three-star, and even four-star super-powers spouted out from Zhao Feng's mouth . At this moment in time, everyone else was dead-silent .
They could imagine how fierce that fight was . Furthermore, such news would soon travel throughout the upper echelons of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty and other forces .
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