South of the Central State, inside the Sky Connecting Mountain Range.
On top of the Sky Connecting Peak, the human imperial court loomed in the clouds. It was as glorious and divine as always.
It was evening now. The setting sun shone down and the golden sunlight shone on the sea of clouds on top of the mountain. It made the imperial court look auspicious and colorful.
Inside a majestic palace deep inside the imperial court, there were many guards wearing armor and carrying swords. The atmosphere was solemn and stern.
This palace called the Heavenly Dragon Palace was the Third Prince Long Zaitian's bedroom.
In a secret chamber inside the Heavenly Dragon Palace, the light was dim and the Spiritual Qi was abundant. The floor and walls were decorated with countless rare and precious gems.
This secret chamber was protected by a soul level formation. The abundant Spiritual Qi formed clouds and condensed into spiritual liquid. It filled the spiritual liquid pool in the corner of the secret chamber.
In comparison, this secret chamber was as luxurious as the training room in the Duanmu Huang. It was just smaller in size.
At this moment, the Third Prince with a naked upper body and a Heavenly Dragon Gold Crown on his head was sitting cross-legged in the spiritual liquid pool. He was cultivating silently.
Since two months ago, he had been staying in this secret chamber in the Heavenly Dragon Palace. He had been cultivating in seclusion day and night to break through to the Refined Soul Stage.
After all, he was already half a step into the Refined Soul Stage. He was eager to reach the Refined Soul Stage.
The Ninth Level of the Heavenly Origin Stage was only one step away from the First Level of the Refined Soul Stage.
The Ninth Level of the Heavenly Origin Stage represented the limit of a martial artist's body. Elite warriors of the Refined Soul Stage had surpassed ordinary martial artists. They were extraordinary warriors who had reached another profound level!
Only by reaching the Refined Soul Stage could one become famous in the world and become a great warrior respected by all martial artists.
Only elite warriors of the Refined Soul Stage could roam the Tian Xuan Land, step into the Eastern Sea, explore the forbidden area of the Southern Desolate Swamp, explore the mysteries of heaven and earth, and pursue the supreme martial arts.
To the Third Prince, only by reaching the Refined Soul Stage as soon as possible could he widen the gap between him and the other princes.
Once he reached the Refined Soul Stage, not only would his status reach the peak, he would also control more power.
However, how could it be so easy to break through the shackles between the Heavenly Origin Stage and the Refined Soul Stage?
Ninety-five percent of Heavenly Origin Stage elite warriors could not break through to the Refined Soul Stage in their lifetime.
Even if those geniuses could break through the shackles, it would take at least ten years, and at most thirty to fifty years of bitter cultivation.
The Third Prince had only been cultivating in seclusion for two months and had not even found the trick to breaking through the shackles.
At this moment, a dull bell rang outside the door of the secret chamber, and the stone door lit up with a dazzling five-colored light.
Someone was knocking on the door of the secret chamber.
Before the Third Prince went into seclusion, he had ordered that unless something extremely important happened, no one was to disturb him.
What was an extremely important matter?
For example, the death of the Emperor, the death of the Empress, the premature death of the Son of Heaven, or the death of the Imperial Tutor … Only matters of this level could be considered extremely important.
The Third Prince was immediately awakened. He quickly stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes.
"Shua!"
When he opened his eyes, his red phoenix eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his entire body erupted with a dignified and domineering aura.
He glanced at the shining stone door and frowned. He whispered, "He actually forced his way in? Could it be that Long Yunxiao is dead? "
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and shot out a ray of five-colored brilliance into the secret chamber's stone door.
Instantly, the heavy stone door opened with a rumbling sound.
A burly young man of about 16 or 17 years old with a head full of red hair quickly stepped into the secret chamber.
This young man's eyes were crimson red, and his entire body emitted a demonic aura. He was the Third Prince's adopted son, Tuoba Rui.
Tuoba Rui walked into the secret chamber with a solemn expression. He came to the side of the spiritual liquid pool and bowed respectfully. "Father, I have important news to report. I had no choice but to knock on the door!"
When the Third Prince saw his solemn and anxious expression, he instantly had a bad premonition.
He frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you in such a panic?"
Tuoba Rui quickly replied in a deep voice, "Father, three nights ago, the Duanmu Residence was suddenly attacked by a large group of experts. It was razed to the ground overnight.
Thousands of people from the Duanmu Family were killed, and only a few dozen managed to escape.
Duanmu Huang was fighting with a mysterious expert. In the end, no one knew where he went. No one knew if he was alive or dead … "
When the Third Prince heard the news from Tuoba Rui, his expression changed drastically, and his pupils shrank.
All the muscles in his body instantly tightened, and his fists were clenched so tightly that creaking sounds could be heard. His expression became gloomy and ferocious.
"The Duanmu Family was destroyed overnight? Duanmu Huang was also killed?!
Who was it? Who had the guts to cause such a huge disaster?! "
The Third Prince growled coldly. It was obvious that he was extremely shocked and furious.
The Duanmu Family and the Murong Family were under his control, and they were his most powerful trump card. They could be said to be his left and right arms, and they were also his capital to complete his great ambitions!
Now, his' left arm 'was suddenly chopped off. How could he not be furious?
Tuoba Rui saw that the Third Prince was on the verge of going crazy. After a moment of silence, he cupped his hands and said, "Father, the news from Green Wood City said that someone saw the mysterious expert fighting with Duanmu Huang.
Countless people said that it was a Primordial Soul Supremacy! "
"Bullsh * t!" The Third Prince actually swore for the first time.
Tuoba Rui knew very well that his foster father had always been shrewd. Even if a mountain collapsed in front of him, his expression would not change.
However, he did not expect his foster father to be so furious that he even swore.
This was the first time he heard it!
This also made him understand how furious his foster father was.
The Third Prince took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. He said with a cold and dignified tone, "Currently, on the Tianxuan Continent, there are only two or three Primordial Soul Supremacies.
The Monarch would never attack Duanmu Huang. The one from the Monarch Mansion has disappeared for two hundred years. It is impossible for him to suddenly attack … The murderer is at most a Spiritualist.
Immediately send people to investigate. Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must find the murderer! "
The Third Prince's tone was as cold as ice. His voice was powerful and contained an unquestionable dignity.
Tuoba Rui did not dare to talk nonsense. He quickly cupped his hands and said, "Yes, sir." Then, he turned around and left the secret room.
The Third Prince pondered for a long time with a gloomy expression. His expression changed several times before he finally calmed down.
…
Two days passed quickly.
Ji Tianxing had been staying in Tianxing Palace. He was silently healing his injuries in his room and consolidating his martial arts foundation.
Early in the morning, Yan 'er suddenly came to the door and reported a piece of news.
"Senior Brother Tianxing, the guard from the Monarch Mansion just sent a message. Divine Mentor Black Feather has summoned you for a meeting."
Hearing Yan 'er's words, Ji Tianxing suddenly woke up. He quickly ended his cultivation and walked out of the room.
He looked at Yan 'er and asked, "Divine Mentor Black Feather summoned me? Did the guard say what it was about? "
Yan 'er shook his head, indicating that he did not know.
Ji Tianxing frowned and thought for a while. He guessed the answer in his heart. He quickly left Tianxing Palace and flew toward Black Feather Palace.
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