Controlling Heart Technique

Zhao Feng circulated his bloodline power and using the Yin Shadow Cloak as cover, he merged into the night.

At this point in time, he merged the insights that he gained from the Lightning Inheritance into his movement skill and his speed then exceeded some at the 6th Sky of the Ascended Realm.

Speed, invisibility and absolute control of the landscape with his left eye. When the three were combined together, Zhao Feng had the confidence that he could throw off an injured cultivator at the 7th Sky of the Ascended realm.

However, Zhao Feng found that no matter how much he tried to hide, the hooded figure behind him would always be able to catch up. He felt that this had something to do with the thing 'stuck onto' him.

The skeleton had used some weird trick on him, which Zhao Feng felt helpless towards. He wasn't very skilled in terms of mental energy and it was obvious that it was impossible to break through the opponent's skill in a short amount of time.

"It looks like running away is impossible... "

Zhao Feng didn't lose his cool and he quickly analysed the situation. Through his thoughts, Zhao Feng suddenly realised that he had the capabilities to slay the hooded figure.

Firstly, the hooded figure had been injured by the True Spirit Realm person before. Secondly, Zhao Feng had strong resistance against mental energy attacks. Thirdly, the hooded figure didn't seem to be very good at close combat.

The hooded figure's forte was mental energy, not close combat. In the battle before, he had remained far away and he didn't dare to go close.

Only Zhao Feng was able to analyse such a situation in such a desperate situation and make a choice at the same time. If it was someone else facing the hooded figure at the 7th Sky of the Ascended Realm, they would probably not even have had the thought to resist.

Soon.

Zhao Feng had a plan. He slowed down on purpose, like he was getting tired.

His cultivation was only at the 4th Sky after all and he wouldn't be able to continue at such a fast pace.

When the hooded figure was within ten yards m, the cloak behind Zhao Feng suddenly turned and several figures appeared.

Siiii!

Lightning seemed to flash in the air as Zhao Feng's speed suddenly exploded at the oncoming hooded figure.

The latter was already chasing him and since the two were now charging at each other, the speed of them closing in even exceeded those at the 7th Sky of the Ascended Realm.

The sudden change surprised the hooded figure. The latter didn't think that hod opponent would even dare to fight back in such a situation.

Shuaa----

Zhao Feng closed in as his bloodline power and true force condensed to the maximum. The sound of thunder could be heard as well.

This was Zhao Feng's strongest attack, even those at the 6th Sky of the Ascended Realm could be injured or even killed by it.

However, the hooded figure didn't show any signs of panic. On the contrary, a sneer appeared on his face as his blue eyes radiated a wave of mental energy.

"Hahaha, physical attacks may be fast, but is it faster than mental energy?'

Zhao Feng's figure froze, just one yard away from the hooded figure.

He felt an eroding mental energy enter his mind. When one's consciousness was in chaos, how could they control their body?

Zhao Feng clenched his teeth and he fully activated his left eye to resist it.

"This guy's got such a large amount of mental energy in his body and he can resist almost any mental energy attack from those below the True Spirit Realm."

The hooded figure was even more surprised. Only he knew how terrifying his mental energy was. Even those at the 7th Sky of the Ascended Realm wouldn't be able to block it.

In the battle before, he could even interrupt and disturb the person at the True Spirit Realm.

"Hmph! This brat's just someone who's been blessed by the heavens. If he went down the path of mental energy, even I, who has a unique bloodline, would be easily surpassed by him."

Jealously appeared in the hooded figure's heart as the his killing intent became stronger. Such a genius in mental energy must be killed!

It was obvious that the hooded figure was stunned by Zhao Feng's talent. Such a pure and large amount of mental energy meant that he had almost full resilience against illusions and mental energy attacks.

Anyone training in the path of mental energy would feel jealous and try to kill him.

These people were their nemesis!

The mental energy that came from the hooded figure became stronger.

Zhao Feng felt like his consciousness was about to break. At this moment, he furiously circulated his left eye and hehid his consciousness in the left eye's dimension.

The mental energy flowing from the hooded figure's attack also entered the left eye's dimension.

Weng!

The azure light in the dimension spun quickly and an indescribable suction force appeared.

"Ahhh! Not good! That's... "

The hooded figure was terrified and he felt that his consciousness as well as his mental energy were being pulled away.

His mental energy was being draining so quickly and his soul was almost sucked out.

Ahhh---

The hooded figure tried to resist, but nothing could be done.

At last, he clenched his teeth and facing the possibility of backlash, he broke off a part of his mental energy to break the suction force.

Just at this moment, something unexpected happened.

Shhhhh!

The hooded figure felt pain in his neck and with a spray of blood and a scream, he fell onto the ground with a 'plop', dead.

His throat had been pierced through and there was now a small blood hole there.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat ran up and down on the hooded figure and gave Zhao Feng a smug expression.

The latter wiped his cold sweat. He didn't expect that the cat would attack the hooded figure at such a critical moment.

The little thieving cat was more agile and smarter than he thought.

"Hmm? What's it doing?"

Zhao Feng realised that the cat was scavenging the spoils of war.

Underneath the hood was a youth's face, pale without any traces of blood. It still had signs of unwillingness and fear.

In just a few breaths time, the little thieving cat had taken everything of value off the hooded figure - even his pants were almost pulled off.

Zhao Feng stood there gaping.

A bunch of low grade primal crystal stones had been taken by the little thieving cat and were swallowed one at a time.

Zhao Feng and the cat already had made an agreement - the latter wouldn't eat the items inside his interspatial bracelet, but now the cat was eating the spoils of war so Zhao Feng was helpless.

The little thieving cat swiped its two paws.

"Ok ok! Fifty-fifty." Zhao Feng understood its meaning.

The caw was even craftier than a fox and a miser.

Soon, the two split the rewards. There was an old silver skinned book and several skills.

"Heart Controlling Technique: A mental energy skill of the Ancient Shrine. Used to control people. When trained to a high degree, one is able to control limitless beings in the heavens... "

Zhao Feng felt a large amount of information flow through his mind.

Without any hesitation, he scanned the information into his left eye, but the other skills weren't as deep as the Heart Controlling Technique.

Zhao Feng was overjoyed - he had finally found something that he could use with his mental energy.

Just at this point in time, Zhao Feng seemed to sense something flash out of the ancient temple.

Shuaa!

Without hesitation, the cloak on his back straightened and he merged into the night.

Soon.

The Blood Corpse Protector as well as some of its underlings had arrived.

"Take the corpse back. Leave the brat to me."

The Blood Corpse Protector ran in the direction that Zhao Feng escapedin, but because he was severely injured and not familiar with the 'Ghost Mark', he soon lost track of Zhao Feng.

Within the hall.

"Division Leader, I'm quite familiar with the aura of that brat. He's a disciple of the Broken Moon Clan and he seems to have a very pure ancient bloodline." The Blood Corpse Protector said respectively.

"Not only an ancient bloodline. His mental energy talent is ten times better than Wuyou's." The skeleton said weakly.

"How is that possible?" The Blood Corpse Protector exclaimed in disbelief.

Wuyou was a once every a hundred years genius.

"If our 'Dark Silence Division' had geniuses like him, how could our Holy Religion not rise? Luckily, the 'Ghost Mark' won't fade for another three years." The skeleton's voice contained expectancy and excitement.

"Division Leader, that kid won't join our Holy Religion easily. I gave him an invitation last time, but I was tricked by him."

Thinking about what happened last time, the Blood Corpse Protector felt angry.

"When there's enough profit, everything's possible."

The red glow of light finally dimmed win the skeleton's eye sockets: "Leave this place immediately and go towards the Iron Dragon Country to meet up with the other two divisions. The thirteen countries here aren't important."

Three days later.

In a concealed bird nest inside the Sky Cloud Forest.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat jumped happily around the branches and it played around with its old coin.

Zhao Feng opened his eyes and a flash of mental energy appeared and faded.

If one paid enough attention, they would realise that his aura had become even more queer. Over the past few days, Zhao Feng had been gaining enlightenment from the notes and skills that the hooded figure had.

He now knew more about mental energy and only now did he know how powerful the mental energy source in his left eye was.

But although the source was big, Zhao Feng could only use a small part of it as most of it was sealed. Only at critical points would it activate. However, even then, Zhao Feng's metal energy talent was supreme.

Ceng!

Just at this moment, a figure appeared from the opposite side.

It was at this time that the coin landed on the little thieving cat's paw.

"Hmm?"

Zhao Feng concentrated and he saw that the figure was the white bearded old man!

Hmph!

Zhao Feng landed on a tree directly in front.

"Ah! It's you... " The white bearded old man panicked.

'Kneel!'

Zhao Feng sent out the one word with his mental energy.

Instantly, the wind nearby seemed to freeze. Only Zhao Feng's hair and cloak rippled.

The white bearded old man felt a large surge of mental energy smash through his mind and he instantly lost consciousness.

Everything he did next was based on instinct.

"You'll reply to whatever I ask." Zhao Feng looked down and said as if he was the king of the heavens.

"Yes."

The white bearded old man was full of respect like he was kneeling before the emperor. At this moment, his consciousness had been controlled by Zhao Feng. Even if he was told to commit suicide, he would do so without hesitation.