Falling Star Continent.
Jun Changxiao had returned once again.
He had completed many missions the last time he came back. His cultivation level had increased by several grades, and he had brought back various martial arts resources.
This time, it was even better. He had brought back two Martial Emperors from the upper realm!
The moment he stepped into his homeland, Jun Changxiao could not help but sing at the top of his lungs. As a result, the Black and White Double Killers' eyelids rolled back and foamed at the mouth. They almost passed out on the spot.
If singing could be used in battle, Gou Sheng would have reached the level of invincible true loneliness.
"Come on, quick …"
"Little brother, stop singing. I still want to live for two more years!"
The Black and White Double Killers said in unison. Their expressions were pained as if they were going to bleed from their seven orifices at any moment.
"Uh …"
Jun Changxiao gave up on expressing his feelings. Then, he brought the two of them into Aeon City and used the teleportation portal to return to the Sect of All Times.
"This is incredible."
The Black Rakshasa was shocked. "A low-level mortal plane actually has a teleportation system!"
However, what shocked him even more was the disciples he saw after entering the Sect of All Times.
"Big Black Fool."
The White Rakshasa's eyes widened. "These sect disciples don't have high Spirit Root aptitude, but their bodies and Spirit Energy seem to be very outstanding!"
"That's right!"
The Black Rakshasa nodded.
The layman enjoyed the show, while the expert appreciated the technique.
The Sect of All Times disciples started off by entering the Molding Room, then went through the Tower of Trials and cultivated in the advanced Spirit Gathering Formation. In terms of physical strength and Spirit Energy purity, they were absolutely impeccable!
In the outside world, be it family or sect, one's future was measured by Spirit Root aptitude.
However, even if one only had low-grade Mortal Grade Spirit Roots here, as long as they were willing to work hard, they could achieve higher than superior-grade, supreme-grade, or even saint-grade Spirit Roots.
This was the Sect of All Times. It was a different kind of firework.
At this moment, the Black and White Double Killers' gazes suddenly turned serious. This was because a young man walked out of the cafeteria with a toothpick in his mouth.
"Hmm?"
He Wudi also noticed the two of them. Surprise appeared on his face.
"What?"
Jun Changxiao asked, "Brothers, do you know me, your last disciple?"
"No."
The Black and White Double Killers shook their heads.
He Wudi didn't know them either.
However, he could sense that the aura that the other party was inadvertently emitting was extraordinary. Perhaps … he was from a high-level existential plane!
After living in the same place for a long time, there would naturally be differences. It was difficult for a mortal martial artist like Jun Changxiao to notice, but He Wudi could.
The Black and White Double Ghosts also noticed that something was different about him, and they guessed that he might have come from the Upper Realm.
A mortal plane actually had a martial artist from the Upper Realm, and he was actually taken in as a last disciple. This was simply unbelievable!
"Little brother."
Bai Luocha smiled and said, "Your last disciple's aptitude is extraordinary. Her future achievements will definitely be limitless."
"Brother, you flatter me."
Jun Changxiao glanced at He Wudi and ordered, "Go, close the door."
"Yes."
He Wudi withdrew his gaze and walked towards the mountain gate.
Bai Luocha said in surprise, "Little Brother, isn't it a little demeaning to have a core disciple go and close the door?"
"This is his duty," Jun Changxiao explained.
Duty?
Bai Luocha was confused.
Black Rakshasa's mind spun quickly, and she broke down. "Is this last disciple really going to close the door?"
"That's right."
Jun Changxiao said, "My sect still has a last disciple."
Bai Luocha almost fell to the ground.
Weren't the last disciples of the sect the core existences? Why was he really the last disciple?!
"This is too strange!"
"Very strange!"
The Black and White Double Ghosts muttered in their hearts. Then, they exchanged glances and said in unison, "Could... this Sect of All Times really be related to the Seven Profound Sage?"
"Patriarch!"
At this moment, Li Qingyang rushed over after hearing the news.
With their sharp eyes, the Black and White Double Ghosts immediately determined that this person had the strongest Spirit Root aptitude in the mortal plane!
Next, the two of them would be shocked along the way.
This was because Su Xiaomo, Li Fei, Seven Fields, and other core disciples appeared one after another. Regardless of aptitude or other aspects, they were all top geniuses in the mortal plane!
Bai Luocha broke down in her heart. "Are there no ordinary people in the Sect of All Times?"
"Hmm?"
At this moment, the two of them saw Ma Yongning.
This person looked very ordinary!
While she was thinking, Ma Qiedun had already stopped in the kitchen.
He waved his kitchen knife, which turned into countless knife shadows as he started to skillfully cut the vegetables.
Every step and every detail was perfectly controlled, which made the Black and White Double Ghosts break down again.
A chopper had actually comprehended some kind of profound meaning of the Knife Dao. This was too exaggerated!
Sigh, it was not that the two of them were ignorant. It was just that the disciples of a low-level mortal plane's Spirit Root aptitude, physical body, and Spirit Ability did not match at all. This was too illogical!
"Patriarch."
Li Qingyang said in a low voice, "These two don't seem simple."
He could not capture the aura of the Black and White Double Ghosts from the Upper World, but he could roughly guess that they were very powerful from the thick aura that they inadvertently released.
Jun Changxiao said, "They are Martial Emperors. Naturally, they are not simple."
"I see."
Li Qingyang replied and then suddenly stopped in his tracks. His mouth gradually opened, and his eyes widened in shock. "Martial... Martial Emperors?!"
...
The Sect of All Times was in an uproar.
Because the two middle-aged men that the Patriarch had brought back were actually Martial Emperors!
Martial Emperors.
The most powerful cultivation level in the Falling Star Continent!
Since the ancient times, and excluding that poor guy who had died, there were only nine Martial Emperors, and they had not shown their faces for thousands of years!
For a moment, tens of thousands of disciples of the Sect of All Times gathered at the training ground. They all looked into the hall, hoping to be lucky enough to see the continent's most powerful martial artists!
"Senior Brother Su, the Patriarch has brought back two Martial Emperors!" Li Fei said excitedly. "Oh my god, am I dreaming?!"
The martial artists living in the Falling Star Continent knew from a young age that Martial Emperors were the most powerful people in the world. They regarded them as their absolute faith. How could they not be excited when a sect suddenly appeared today, and two of them at that?
Su Xiaomo broke down. "Can you get off me first?"
It turned out that Li Fei, who was too excited, was riding on top of him. He raised his head and looked into the hall.
"Senior Brother Su."
Li Tiantian ran over and said, "Who are the two Martial Emperors that the Patriarch brought back?"
"Well..."
Su Xiaomo thought for a moment and said, "It's definitely not Night Emperor. That poor guy has been dead for thousands of years."
Ye Xingchen had just rushed over, and he almost couldn't help but kick him to Lu Zhou in the northeast.
"Why did the Patriarch bring back two Martial Emperors?"
Pei Aniu stood at the training ground and released his spiritual senses with a calm expression. When he saw the Black and White Double Ghosts' faces, he said in surprise, "Who are these two? I don't know them at all! "
He and Su Xiaomo had misunderstood.
They thought that the two strongest martial artists that Jun Changxiao had brought back were two of the nine Martial Emperors of the Falling Star Continent.
The Black and White Double Ghosts, who were sitting at the head of the hall, were also observing the tens of thousands of disciples gathered at the training ground. They were amazed by the fact that a mortal sect was full of geniuses!
"Hmm?"
The White Rakshasa noticed Ye Xingchen and said with a smile, "Little Brother, that sour-faced guy outside has the bearing of a Martial Emperor. He might not be inferior to your last disciple in the future."
"Miao Zan, Miao Zan!"
Jun Changxiao cupped his fists and said, "Brothers, you've rushed here from the Soul Race's continent. You must be hungry. I've already ordered my disciples to prepare food."
The White Rakshasa said disapprovingly, "Big Idiot Hei and I already have the ability to fast. We won't starve to death even if we don't eat for hundreds of years. So, there's no need to go through so much trouble to prepare food."
To be precise, the two of them had eaten too many dishes with higher attributes. They were not interested in mortal food at all, especially when they ate with Jun Changxiao in the Soul Race's continent. They drank wine the entire time and did not take any food.
The Upper Realm's powerhouses were a little picky.
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