Coming from a second-rate force, Lian Cheng, Lian Ying, and the others were naturally weaker than Jun Zhiyuan's disciples.
As for them, they did not hope to be able to enter Broad Creed Mountain. Instead, their goal was to be able to enter the Howling Wind Sword Sect.
Factions like the Lian Family Fortress, in addition to the direct descendants who inherited the family business, also hoped that more people from their own families or sects could walk out and enter the first-rate factions.
Only in this way could they be called upon for help. The intricacies of the local powers were far more complicated than most people could imagine.
However, this was also an understandable and normal choice. It was just like how first-rate powers like the Eastern Tang Kingdom and the Scarlet Rainbow Sect similarly chose their core, most outstanding direct descendants with pure martial talent, hoping that they could enter Broad Creed Mountain.
The grandson of the Howling Wind Sword Sect's old Chief was similarly a disciple of Broad Creed Mountain. Yan Zhaoge had even met him a few times before, having been asked by Elder Jun to take care of him.
Broad Creed Mountain similarly used this method to strengthen their control over the various territories under them.
The Sacred Sun Clan, Infinite Boundless Mountain and the other five Sacred Grounds also did the same.
Below the Lian Family Fort, Yellow Wind Villa, and other second-rate forces, there were naturally other weaker forces.
In terms of quantity, there were even more such forces.
The people of the Eight Extremities World revered martial prowess. If one continued looking downwards, martial arts halls, guilds and small sects were as numerous as the hairs on a cow.
Below the second-rate forces, if the cultivators from these forces could not climb higher step by step and enter a wider world, then they could only vanish into the crowd.
Practicing martial arts was no longer about practicing martial arts. It was more about protecting oneself and making a living.
"Uncle, I believe you have also heard of the incident at Clear Concealed Lake." Yan Zhaoge said softly, "The Nine Underworlds Evil Devils, like the Flame Devils of the Flame Devil World, are the common enemies of our human race. The people of the Decimating Abyss are deranged, attempting to draw the descent of the Nine Underworlds. The entire Eight Extremities World has to be on guard against it. "
Jun Zhiyuan nodded, "That's only natural. Ever since the news of the incident at Clear Concealed Lake spread, our sect has been paying close attention to this issue, guarding against the infiltration of the Decimating Abyss."
Yan Zhaoge said, "That really couldn't be better. I'll have to trouble Uncle Jun. "
The evil spirits were good at magnifying the evil thoughts, desires, and obsessions in people's hearts.
Compared to the Six Great Holy Lands, lone cultivators like the Ghost Hatchet Elder and Han Sheng were dissatisfied with the high and mighty status of the Six Great Holy Lands. It was easier for them to be roped in by the Decimating Abyss. Heaven and earth changed.
In fact, from a certain point of view, the first-rate and second-rate forces under the six Sacred Lands also had the same problem.
They wanted to replace the Six Great Holy Lands, wanted to become the new Holy Land, wanted to have absolute power and authority …
And so on and so forth. Whether it was ambition or stubbornness, there was a possibility that the Decimating Abyss would take advantage of them.
Of course, there were similar thoughts. It didn't mean that the Decimating Abyss would definitely take advantage of them, and it didn't mean that they would definitely develop demonic thoughts in their hearts.
It all depended on a person's willpower, rationality, and willpower.
However, the possibility could not be eliminated just because of this. Some pessimists even believed that the first and second rate forces might instead be the disaster areas of the Decimating Abyss's corrosion.
To Yan Zhaoge, he had actually always felt that it was a very normal thing for those first and second-rate powers to have such thoughts.
Martial artists were usually more spirited and arrogant than ordinary people. Weirdos like Liu Shengfeng back then were, after all, extremely rare.
Of the martial practitioners who had achieved a certain level of success, how many of them would be willing to be beneath others?
When their own strength was insufficient, they would acknowledge reality and submit. This didn't mean that they would be willing to live like this for the rest of their lives.
If it was really hard to resist with their own strength, seeking external help was something that could not be faulted.
However, what kind of external help they sought was something that needed to be paid attention to.
Existences like the Nine Underworlds and the Flame Devils were absolute taboos.
Most people, even if they had ambitions and thoughts of improving themselves. They would also reject existences like the Nine Underworlds and the Flame Devils.
After all, eating humans and drinking blood, completely losing their humanity, completely turning their backs on their own race, and also going over to the common enemy of the human race who had an ocean of blood enmity with them. Most people would reject such a thing.
However, there would always be a small portion of people who would not be able to resist such temptation. A considerable portion of the Decimating Abyss's members were like this.
As compared to the violent, bloodthirsty Flame Devils who directly ate human flesh, the Nine Underworlds Evil Devils were more deceptive and deceptive, causing people to be unable to guard against them.
While Yan Zhaoge and Jun Zhiyuan were just chatting idly, they still had to discuss this matter.
The remnants of Black Nightmare Mountain who had joined the Decimating Abyss had returned to the Wind Domain in large numbers. From the various signs, a storm was brewing here.
"Uncle Jun still does not intend to take over the position of Clan Chief?" As Jun Zhiyuan and his daughter stood up to take their leave, Yan Zhaoge sent a sound transmission to Jun Zhiyuan with his aura-qi without batting an eyelid, "With the current situation being rather chaotic, a strong leader would be more beneficial to your clan in facing the storm."
Hearing his words, Jun Zhiyuan knit his brows slightly, falling into deep thought.
He had no desire to fight for power, but he was naturally concerned about the Howling Wind Sword Sect that he had come from.
After sending Jun Zhiyuan off, Yan Zhaoge placed his hands behind his back, his gaze distant. Jun Zhiyuan fell into hesitation, reconsidering his earlier decision. Yan Zhaoge instead felt reassured.
If Jun Zhiyuan had still straightforwardly insisted on his original decision, Yan Zhaoge would have been worried.
As for Elder Hong and Elder Bai losing their balance due to Jun Zhiyuan changing his mind and rejoining the competition for the position of Clan Chief, Yan Zhaoge actually didn't have to worry much.
Other than receiving Jun Zhiyuan, Yan Zhaoge didn't see any other guests.
Other than Yan Zhaoge's side, the other experts of Broad Creed Mountain, Xu Fei included, seemed calm at this moment, but they were actually all paying close attention to the slightest disturbance in the Sand Region.
After sending Jun Zhiyuan's group off, Yan Zhaoge began yet another round of secluded cultivation.
His goal this time was to break through from the late Xiantian Martial Scholar realm to the Heavenly Connection realm!
Refining the body to the point of refinement, Martial Scholars to the Heavens, Martial Grandmasters to the Transcending Mortality realm.
These three realms were respectively the peak of the Body Refinement realm, the Martial Scholar realm and the Martial Grandmaster realm.
It was the peak, as well as the starting point. Stepping into this realm signified that a martial practitioner was beginning to break through to an even higher realm, in preparation for crossing that incomparably difficult heavenly chasm.
Yan Zhaoge now also wanted to first step onto this first peak, before going to view the scenery even higher up.
Time flowed like water, amidst the clamor of the outside world and the tranquility of the room.
One night, Yan Zhaoge was still sitting peacefully as usual, his eyes closed, as though he was sleeping.
Above his head, an illusory spiritual light rose upwards, and at a certain moment, it suddenly solidified!
Yan Zhaoge opened his eyes, and as he did so, the dark, lightless room instantly became bright, as though it was daytime.
At this moment, Yan Zhaoge had successfully stepped into the Heavenly Connection realm!
Revealing a slight smile on his face, Yan Zhaoge stood up, pushed open the door and walked out.
Coincidentally, Ah Hu also just happened to walk into the courtyard at this time. Seeing Yan Zhaoge, he was first taken aback, before he grinned widely, "Young Master, double happiness has arrived!"
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