"Tianhao, the champion of the last General Alliance Conference, although you are older than your age."
"However, in this General Alliance Conference, there are one or two people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you. You should know who they are."
An old man wearing a robe with a black skull pattern suddenly appeared like a ghost.
This person was the Ghost King Sect Leader who had appeared during the battle at the Immortal Spirit Mountain Range.
Takeshi Suki was expressionless. He nodded coldly and said in a calm tone, "Of course, Excalibur, Jian Zizai, and Hell Sect's Wei Shenmo."
"You …" Before the Ghost King Sect Leader could finish his words, Takeshi Suki suddenly stretched out his right hand. Then, a transparent human shadow suddenly came out of his body.
This shadow looked exactly like him. It floated in the void, shuttling between rocks and buildings.
Seeing this scene, the Ghost King Sect Leader was very satisfied. A glint of light flashed in his eyes. He sneered, "It seems that your control of Soul Power has improved again."
"This time, the champion position of the General Alliance Conference will definitely fall into the hands of my Ghost King Sect!"
Time flew. As the sun rose and the moon set, a few days passed. The date of the General Alliance Conference was also getting closer.
On this day, Lin Yun and the others arrived at the headquarters of the Sacred Alliance.
As far as the eye could see, below them was the majestic Sacred Mountain Range.
Lin Yun put his hands behind his back and looked down at the area. He sighed in his heart.
In his previous life, he had predicted the growth of the Sacred Alliance. A hundred years had passed, and the Sacred Alliance was no longer what it used to be.
Lin Yun had some understanding of the Sacred Alliance.
In the Sacred Mountain Range, the Lord Peak and the twelve peaks around it were collectively known as the Lord Sacred Territory.
The entire area around the Sacred Mountain Range was the exclusive territory of the Sacred Alliance.
In this exclusive territory, there were no sects.
Moreover, there were very few people around the Sacred Mountain Range. It could be said that other than the Demonic Beasts, there were only Demonic Beasts.
However, these beasts did not dare to approach the Sacred Mountain Range and could only wander around the periphery.
Gradually, the tens of millions of demon beasts formed an unimaginable moat around the Saint Province Mountain Range.
With the existence of the Demon Beast Moat, anyone who wanted to enter the Saint Area Mountain Range would be attacked by a large number of Demon Beasts.
One had to know that among these demonic beasts, there were countless Class 6 demonic beasts. There were even some terrifying existences at the level of Holy Beasts.
Lin Yun also realized that the Sacred Alliance had deliberately placed these monstrous beasts there.
Their purpose was self-evident. They were there to protect the Holy Region Mountain Range for the Sacred Alliance.
After all, the Four Emperors still existed in the distant eastern world.
If the four Emperors came to attack the Sacred Alliance, these millions of beasts would be able to hold them off for a while, buying some time for the Sacred Alliance.
"Look, that's the Lord's Holy City. The General Assembly will be held there." Xia Hou Yang pointed at a city on the ground. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
This city directly under the General Assembly was located at the foot of the Lord's Peak. It was very large.
On the east side of the Lord's Holy City, there was an extremely vast primeval forest.
This forest covered an area of nearly a hundred miles. In the center of the forest, there was a divine pagoda that was hundreds of feet tall.
"This divine pagoda is the location of the knockout competition, the Giant's Palace."
"The divine pagoda is only a transmission array. The real Giant's Palace is in another space, equivalent to a mystic realm."
After a while, the Blue Horned Dragon lowered its altitude. A few minutes later, everyone safely reached the ground and arrived at the eastern gate of the General Assembly's city.
Lin Yun looked at the eastern gate. It was already crowded with people.
Not only were there disciples from the 84 Alliance Martial Houses, but there were also many elders from the General Assembly's sects who brought their inner court disciples and outer court disciples to register.
"Let's go. We need to report to the city's registration office first." Xia Hou Yang said. Then everyone followed him towards the gate.
Along the way, there were many proud sons of heaven. Most of them were inner court disciples or outer court disciples from the General Assembly.
"Eh? I didn't think that among the disciples who came to participate in the General Assembly, there would be a fourth level Wu Huang? "
"No … no way? These past years, the 84 Alliance Martial Houses have been so bad? In the past, the weakest core disciple was a fifth level Wu Huang. How could there be a fourth level Wu Huang? "
"Hahaha, could it be that his mother has some secret relationship with the Martial House Master?"
On the way, many disciples of the General Assembly pointed at Lin Yun. They were quite surprised that Lin Yun was only a fourth level Wu Huang.
This could not be blamed on them. After all, in the previous Union Meetings, the eighty-four Alliance Martial Houses would send disciples with the lowest cultivation of a Grade 5 Martial Monarch in order to obtain a good ranking.
Lin Yun was expressionless. He didn't care about any of this.
Qingyi's face turned red as she listened. Although these people were talking about Lin Yun, they were indirectly humiliating them.
Xia Hou Xuan looked up at Lin Yun and found that Lin Yun didn't have any change in his expression.
Xia Hou Yang was used to this kind of thing. He sneered and thought to himself, "Jiang Yun is only a fourth level Wu Huang. But even a fifth level Wu Huang or even a sixth level Wu Huang might not be his match."
A moment later, the crowd arrived at the city gate.
At this moment, there was a team of guards standing guard. They wore armor, their faces as cold as ice, and their bodies exuded a murderous aura. It was obvious that they were soldiers who often went to the battlefield to kill.
"Let's go …" Xia Hou Yang was about to lead Lin Yun and the others into the city when a voice came from behind.
"Martial House Master Xia Hou, we haven't seen each other for many years. You're still as elegant as ever."
Xia Hou Yang frowned and turned around with the crowd. He saw a fat Taoist priest with a big belly walking towards them with five or six young men.
Xia Hou Yang muttered, "Why is it this guy again?"
Then, he smiled and cupped his fists. "Teacher Fan Tong, it's been many years. You've also … become more plump."
Fan Tong was surprised at Xia Hou Yang's words, then said with a hint of mockery, "Martial House Master Xia Hou, how come you've been getting worse and worse these years? Did something happen to your Xiahou Martial House? "
"What do you mean?" Xia Hou Yang frowned.
"Look, why is there a fourth level Wu Huang kid here? Is there no one else in your Xiahou Martial House?" Fan Tong cast a disdainful look at Lin Yun.
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