Young Heaven Ranked Rankers were rare, but there were many of them in the entire Barbarian Race.
In the entire world, there were countless young Heaven Ranked Rankers.
Seventh in the world, Shura Of Gojoseon, Gao Zhengyang, there was only one of him in the entire world.
To the masses, Heaven Ranked Rankers had only grasped the basic laws of power.
Gao Zhengyang, on the other hand, was high up, standing at the peak of the world, looking down on the masses, a peerless hero.
Shura Of Gojoseon's name was forged with countless blood.
From the Demon Clan to the Sea Clan, from the Fire Nation's State Preceptor to the Western Buddhist's Rahu, the number of Rank Nine Rankers that Gao Zhengyang had killed could be listed in a long row.
Although the Heaven List only listed him as the seventh, but in terms of actual combat results, most of the rankers on the list could not compare to Gao Zhengyang.
As Gao Zhengyang's battle results spread throughout the world, he became a god in the hearts of countless youths.
It was the same for the Barbarian Race. Countless Barbarian Race youths worshipped Gao Zhengyang.
To them, Gao Zhengyang's race was not important. What was important was that he was strong enough, and cold and merciless enough.
In a world where martial artists were revered, true battle results were the most convincing.
After a period of fermenting, Gao Zhengyang's name was like the sun in the sky, no one could compare to him.
Even the emperor of the seven countries, the number one Lu Jiuyuan, did not have Gao Zhengyang's prestige.
Hearing that Bai Xinyuan was Gao Zhengyang's friend, Bao Yong and Zhu Hongyuan were excited.
"Really?" After the excitement, Zhu Hongyuan could not help but have some doubts.
To them, Gao Zhengyang was a high and mighty Ranker, like a god. Yuan Feiming's cousin actually knew such a person, it felt unreal.
Yuan Feiming was slightly displeased, "Why would I lie to you! My cousin grew up in the Eastern Wasteland Mountains, and knew Shura Of Gojoseon since young, they are good friends who have gone through life and death together. "
"So awesome …"
Zhu Hongyuan's face was full of envy. The fat on his cheeks trembled as he muttered, "If only Shura Of Gojoseon was my friend."
The Zhu family was good at business, but they never had any experts. As a result, his business was greatly restricted. If they had the support of a peerless powerhouse like Gao Zhengyang, it wouldn't be a problem for their business to expand dozens of times.
"With my cousin here, who would dare to find trouble with us!"
Yuan Feiming said proudly, "Even the Owl race wouldn't dare to provoke us."
"That is, that is …"
Zhu Hongyuan echoed, "No matter who comes, as long as they show the name of Shura Of Gojoseon, they will be scared sh * tless!"
Bao Yong and Yuan Feiming burst out laughing at Zhu Hongyuan's amusing remark.
In the Green Lotus Abode next door, Gao Zhengyang also withdrew his senses.
"Bai Xinyuan …"
Of course, he knew this person, and he could be considered a friend. Thinking about it, ever since he left the Eastern Wasteland Mountains, he had not seen him again.
Gao Zhengyang went to the Lion Camel Mountain this time because he wanted to take a look at the crane race and ape race that had migrated to the Heavenly Lion Mountain Range.
However, after the battle with the lion race leader, both sides had completely fallen out. If he went to visit again, it would only bring trouble to the two races.
However, Bai Xinyuan had actually become a Heaven Stage expert, which really surprised Gao Zhengyang.
Don't look at how he had reached the peak of martial arts in just a few years and become a peerless powerhouse of the world. That was because he had accumulated a lot and had heaven-defying luck, which allowed him to have such achievements.
Bai Xinyuan's talent was extraordinary, but growing up in the Eastern Wasteland Mountains, the best time for cultivation had been delayed. To be able to catch up at this age, it was extremely amazing.
Bai Xinyuan was quite successful now, I wonder how He Feiyu is doing?
Gao Zhengyang suddenly felt that he was not very competent as a senior brother.
He left He Feiyu there and did not care about him anymore.
With He Feiyu's talent, he should be qualified to participate in the barbarians' coming of age ceremony.
Now that he thought about his life in the Eastern Wasteland Mountains, it was mainly the two girls, He Feiyu and Yue Qingxue, who accompanied him through those simple but very warm days.
Standing at his current height, Gao Zhengyang of course had the right to say that those days were simple and ordinary.
Gao Zhengyang thought about Yue Qingxue again. On the Ling Tai Mountain, everything was so rushed, he did not even have time to talk to her alone.
Back then, in order to save him, Yue Qingxue consumed 100 years of her lifespan to condense the Moon God Pill. This was something that he had always remembered.
This time entering the Nine Ring Mountain, Gao Zhengyang also wanted to see if he could find elixirs that could extend one's lifespan.
If he could not solve the problem of Yue Qingxue's lifespan, Gao Zhengyang was actually a little embarrassed to see her.
At the thought of this, Gao Zhengyang was shocked.
These few days, he had been troubled by the two sword intents. Although it did not affect his mind, he could not help but be a little angry.
Yesterday, if he had not controlled himself, the moment the Green Destiny Sword appeared, everyone in the courtyard would have died.
Today, even his mind was in a mess. He suddenly had so many distracting thoughts when he was cultivating.
It was normal for humans to have all sorts of emotions. However, when he was cultivating, he let his thoughts run wild and allowed his emotions to fluctuate. This was a big problem.
As the saying went, 'Subduing the Heart Monkey, Subduing the Mind Horse.'
A human's mind was as agile as a monkey's and could not be quiet for even a moment. His consciousness was like a wild horse galloping, difficult to control.
When Gao Zhengyang's martial arts were very low, he had easily subdued the Heart Monkey and controlled the Mind Horse with his strong willpower and spirit from his previous life.
At the Ninth Level, he would not make such a low-level mistake.
As for the Moon God Pill, it was Yue Qingxue who sacrificed herself to save his life.
He naturally could accept this and would do his best to make up for it. Why should he act like a little girl and feel guilty? What a joke.
"Could it be that because I activated the Green Destiny Sword yesterday, I unknowingly activated the sword intent in my body and invaded my mind?"
Gao Zhengyang thought this through and his mind was as cold as a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg. He no longer had any distracting thoughts.
Ultimately, he had underestimated his opponent. Although the Heaven Mark Sword Intent was strong, it could not compare to Yun Jiutian's sword.
What was more terrifying was that the Taiji sword seal in the Green Destiny Sword had a mysterious connection with the sword intent in his body. Silently, it guided the sword intent to invade his mind.
Gao Zhengyang drew out the Green Destiny Sword and caressed the cold and smooth blade. He sensed the mystical sword seal within.
When he received the Green Destiny Sword, he knew that there was a Taiji sword seal hidden within. This was the intuition of a Ninth Level expert, the most direct connection to a sword seal.
However, he really did not expect that this Taiji sword seal would be so profound that he almost fell for it.
"I seem to have underestimated you!" Gao Zhengyang muttered to himself as he caressed the sword.
The Taiji sword seal contained the power of Yin and Yang, yet it was one entity.
Gao Zhengyang had been using the Green Destiny Sword for some time now, but he was still unable to decipher the mysteries of the Taiji sword seal.
He did not pay much attention to it. There were many secret techniques in the world, and he could not possibly master every single one of them. However, today's change made him realize that the Taiji sword seal was not a sword intent, but a sword weapon, or a divine weapon.
Sword intent was merely a combination of an expert's Martial Dao Divine Intent and Yuan Qi.
Although the Heaven Mark Sword's sword intent was strong, it was ultimately a combination of Yuan Qi. Without the Heaven Mark Sword, it would become a tree without roots and water without a source. In the end, it could not withstand Gao Zhengyang's gradual erosion.
Divine weapons, on the other hand, were formed by countless runes and arrays. Even if there was no one controlling it, Yuan Qi could still circulate on its own.
The difference between a sword intent and a divine weapon was too great.
Gao Zhengyang should not have misjudged it. However, the Taiji sword seal was too mysterious, and it was hidden in the Green Destiny Sword, which fooled him.
Now that he had found the culprit, Gao Zhengyang focused on the Taiji sword seal.
However, the Taiji sword seal hidden in the Green Destiny Sword was like a slippery little fish, and Gao Zhengyang could not use his Yuan Qi to catch it.
Even after a few days, there was no progress.
Gao Zhengyang was able to keep his composure and was not in a hurry. The Taiji sword seal was a dead object after all, but his Yuan Qi could not match the changes of the Taiji sword seal, which was why he could not catch it.
As long as he could find the trick to changing Yuan Qi, the Taiji sword seal would automatically find him.
However, the Taiji sword seal's Yuan Qi was ever-changing, and it was not something that could be easily solved in a short period of time.
If he used a tyrannical method to destroy the Green Destiny Sword, the Taiji sword seal would have nowhere to hide, and he might be able to solve the problem quickly.
An invitation card flew in from the outside, and it freed Gao Zhengyang from his hesitation.
On the black invitation card, there were two intersecting blood-colored longswords, and there was a pool of blood at the bottom. One could tell that it was filled with a murderous aura.
Opening the invitation card, there was a line of words: Tomorrow afternoon, Hundred Battle Hall, battle to the death.
Signed: Xiao Meng of the Owl race.
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