"Is he an expert from that mysterious continent?" the woman asked.
Vice Principal Bai Hongbo nodded.
Mr. Wu took a deep breath and asked the key question in the end, "What clan are they from? How many overlords do they have?"
Bai Hongbo didn't answer right away. Instead, he glanced at Nan Lingsha.
"One person, a Dragon Master," Nan Lingsha said slowly. Nan Lingsha said slowly. When she said this, it was as if she was unwilling to believe it herself.
"It's a Dragon Shepard riding a purple dragon," added Bai Hongbo.
However, this addition shocked all the sovereign-level powerhouses present to the core.
One person had destroyed the Ancestral Palace!
Was Master Dragon Shepard a god?!
How did he manage to flatten the mighty Ancestral Palace all by himself?
More importantly, the Ancestral Palace had a Martial Monarch. It was because of him that the Ancestral Palace could stand above the other city-states.
If a single person from the mysterious continent could destroy the Ancestral Palace, didn't that mean the Lichuan Land was nothing compared to the mysterious continent?!
"Who's in charge of this city?!"
"Who's in charge of this city?!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the sky outside the Dragon Tamer Academy.
Her voice wasn't loud, and she was quite far away, but everyone could clearly hear every word she said!
The few of them immediately walked out of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion. Nan Lingsha even drew a flying boat and brought them to the bamboo forest.
It wasn't the Dragon Tamer Academy.
It was the Ancestral Dragon City. It seemed to be above the city wall. From here, they could see a proud figure floating in the sky!
"Let's go and take a look." Bai Hongbo was surprised.
The boat flew towards the city wall of Ancestral Dragon City. However, everyone's expression was extremely heavy. This was because the closer they got, the clearer they could see that in the city tower of Ancestral Dragon City, there was a Saint Lion Purple Dragon entrenched in the towering city tower.
That mighty and majestic aura did not seem like a creature of this world. It was more like an immortal dragon descending from the ancient myths and legends. It was looking down at the silver-gray Ancestral Dragon City and all the mortals in the city!
It was the Purple Dragon Master who had destroyed the Ancestral Palace!
Beside him was an arrogant woman in a Daoist robe. She was the one who had asked the question. Her voice could be heard over a hundred kilometers away, so everyone in the city could hear her.
The purple dragon in the sky was as dazzling as a god. Every scale on its body was more dazzling than gold and jewels. Needless to say, the man who was riding the purple dragon had a majestic aura that was above everyone else. Even if he wasn't ferocious, even if he was just maintaining a calm demeanor, it would still cause people to involuntarily tremble!
The boat flew away …
Dean Bai, Mr. Wu, and the woman in the treasury. They were all panicking.
Those two people were the culprits who had destroyed the Ancestral Palace yesterday!
Could it be that for them, destroying the Ancestral Palace was as easy as blowing off dust? Could it be that they directly flew to the Ancestral Dragon City the next day?
"I'll talk to them. Don't act rashly," Nan Lingsha said said.
Nan Lingsha, she was going to face the Ancestral Dragon Master
"I'll go with you." Zhu Minglang didn't get down from the boat.
That violet dragon expert seemed gentle, but his entire body was brimming with a dangerous Qi. He had killed so many members of the ancestral palace, but there wasn't the slightest hint of malice on his body. Perhaps to him, the living beings of the Li River were no different from ants.
How could Zhu Minglang let Nan Lingsha talk to such a dangerous person?
Nan Lingsha didn't want Zhu Minglang to get involved, but since Zhu Minglang insisted on staying, she had no other choice.
…
The Purple Dragon Master sat lazily on the city gate tower and scanned the citizens of Ancestral Dragon City.
On the streets, on the roads, and in the windows, countless people were looking at him. They were all shocked and confused.
Too many people were like frogs at the bottom of a well. They only saw a small part of the sky, but they didn't know that the world was much bigger than they imagined. They didn't know that there were people who were more powerful than they knew …
Oh, to them, I can't be considered a human anymore.
He was a god, just like a god!
A boat flew over. The Purple Dragon Master saw the man and woman on the boat right away.
The woman seemed to be a Divine Mortal Artist. She could control her brush and ink to draw extraordinary things. As for the man …
"This city is Ancestral Dragon City. I'm Nan Lingsha, the ruler of this city," Nan Lingsha said on the boat.
"Are you from a sect?"
"No, I'm from the city," Nan Lingsha answered.
"Since you're not from a sect, you're on your own," the Purple Dragon Master said indifferently.
Nan Lingsha was a little confused.
Were they here to destroy a sect?
There were basically no sects in Li Chuan. If one had to talk about sects, then the Ancestral Palace was where Dragon Master Shepard and Divine Mortal Artists gathered. The rest were basically cities and states.
The Purple Dragon Master didn't want to kill the people under his jurisdiction, nor did he have any interest in the common people in the city.
It was as if he was an immortal who had just stepped into the mortal world and asked casually.
"A bunch of small sects and some states with mediocre resources. That's all there is to this land. It's more boring than I thought. Exalted One, we can go back now," the Purple Dragon Master said in disappointment.
"Wait a moment," said the Daoist cultivator.
"Exalted One, this is already the most prosperous state. There's no need to go to other places …" the Purple Dragon Master said.
The woman walked in the air. Every step she took seemed to be on flat ground. However, the city tower was so tall. She walked in the air without wind or stepping on anything. It was unbelievable.
The Daoist cultivator walked towards Nan Lingsha.
She was dressed plainly, but she gave off an oppressive feeling. Nan Lingsha felt like she was facing a great enemy.
Her cultivation level …
She was probably more than one level above her. Even the Ancestral Palace Master didn't have such an aura!
At first, Nan Lingsha thought the powerful Divine Mortal Artist wanted to kill her to establish her dominance. However, Nan Lingsha soon realized that the woman wasn't looking at her at all.
She was looking past Nan Lingsha. She was looking at the person behind her.
"Zhu Minglang." The female Dao cultivator read out the name.
Nan Lingsha turned around in surprise …
How did a powerful cultivator from a mysterious continent know Zhu Minglang's name???
"Aunt Xue Hen." Zhu Minglang smiled bitterly. Finally, he bowed as an elder.
The Purple Dragon Master was also surprised.
He looked at Zhu Xuehen, and then looked at the man standing on the boat ….
How did the Exalted One know someone here??
"Since you're not dead, go back and tell them you're safe." The woman had a lot to say. However, in the end, she said to Zhu Minglang calmly.
Tell them they were safe.
Zhu Minglang wanted to do that too!
He couldn't find his way back!
"Aunt Xue Hen, can you stop the war for my sake? I heard that six cities have been massacred. They're just civilians. Why do you have to be so cruel?" Zhu Minglang said.
"The war has nothing to do with me. If you want to interfere, why don't you talk to the Overlord yourself … Oh, rumor has it that you couldn't bear the loss of your Divine Mortal Artist and jumped into the abyss to commit suicide. So the rumor is half true, "Zhu Xuehen said coldly.
"I'm Master Dragon Shepard now," Zhu Minglang said.
"Master Dragon Shepard???" Zhu Xuehen suddenly chuckled. There was a hint of mockery in her smile.
The Purple Dragon Master was confused.
What was wrong with Master Dragon Shepard …
Did the Exalted One look down on Master Dragon Shepard??
However, Master Dragon Shepard was still the most powerful cultivator in the sect.
Also, who was this man?
Zhu Minglang??
He felt like he had heard the name before. The Zhu Clan used to have a powerful cultivator many years ago.
"She's your wife whom you met during your travels. Do you have a child?" Zhu Xuehen sized up Nan Lingsha. She seemed to be interested in her Divine Mortal Artist.
"???" Nan Lingsha's eyes widened.
"This is my fiancée's younger sister … ugh, she's my fiancée's younger sister, Nan Lingsha," Zhu Minglang said honestly.
"Go home and tell your family that you're safe. Ask this woman to bear you a child and raise him with peace of mind. If the child inherits the Divine Mortal Artist from one of you, it will make up for the regrets of our people," Zhu Xuehen added.
“？？？？”
I think I can still be saved!
Does Aunt Xue have to be so disappointed in me?
Well, it did make sense. She had taught me for so many years, yet I don't have any Divine Mortal Artist left.
Maybe in her heart, I'm already dead. My sudden appearance on this continent probably won't affect her anymore.
Zhu Xuehen had always been like that. She was cold and indifferent. Family was nothing more than an annoyance to her. She only cared about supreme power.
"Auntie Xue Hen, I'll have to trouble Auntie with the matter I mentioned earlier." Zhu Ming Lang pleaded.
"I will make sure that no sect will take the Divine Mortal Artist by force or kill the innocent. That's my job. However, I'll leave the conflicts between the countries to fate. "
"That's enough. Thank you, Aunt Xue Hen. I'll go back and tell my family that I'm safe in a few days, "Zhu Minglang bowed again.
Zhu Xuehen glanced at Nan Lingsha calmly, but looked away in the end.
The man with the purple dragon came over and sized up Zhu Minglang seriously. Then, his gaze lingered on Nan Lingsha.
"Master Dragon Mu, there aren't many Master Dragon Mu in the Zhu Sect. Let's have a friendly match when we have the chance," the man with the purple dragon said to Zhu Minglang with a smile.
The other party bowed to show his goodwill.
Zhu Minglang returned the gesture.
After the Purple Dragon left, Pu Shiming deliberately observed Zhu Xuehen's side profile.
Pu Shiming had rarely seen Zhu Xuehen care about anything or anyone since he met her. It was as if everything in the world was just a speck of dust, insignificant.
However, when she saw the man named Zhu Minglang, her eyes were obviously filled with emotions.
Even though her eyes were filled with disappointment …
But if she was disappointed in someone, didn't that mean that she had high hopes for that person?
If that person really didn't matter, why would she be like that?
He rarely saw Zhu Xuehen's emotions, but Pu Shiming sensed that from that moment on, Zhu Xuehen's state of mind had undergone a subtle change.
Normally, she didn't have to deliberately maintain anything. She was like a peerless, pure Dao Immortal.
However, Zhu Xuehen was deliberately not thinking about it. She didn't care. She didn't want that disappointment to turn into sadness in her heart.
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