Shui Lingling smiled gently and called out the Profound Sun Bird. Then, she picked up Xiao Chen and flew to a rather majestic transportation formation on the Haotian Star.
Spiritual Energy filled the undulating mountain ranges. Lush vegetation filled the air, and Spirit Beasts roamed the place. The dense aura of life made it impossible to associate this place with the cold Starry Heavens.
The surroundings of the Haotian Sect of this star had been completely remodeled. It was not much different from the Kunlun Realm.
Xiao Chen and Shui Lingling arrived above a transportation formation surrounded by four mountain peaks. The First Elder, Han Qinghe, several inner sect Elders, and the many true inheritors preparing to participate in the Sage War arrived.
Yue Chenxi, Jun Si, and the others had all arrived long ago. When Xiao Chen saw these familiar faces, he asked, "First Senior Sister, could it be that we used this transportation formation to get directly to the Central Province's Bushin Palace?"
Shui Lingling smiled gently and said, "What's wrong? Do you think that it is impossible? With enough Astral Cores, we can even send you to the Sky Dome Realm. This is something the Haotian Sect spent the blood and sweat of the fourth generation of Emperor Wu to build. "
Directly send me back to the Sky Dome Realm?
When Xiao Chen heard this, his eyes lit up. He still had many ties to the Sky Dome Realm. They were all there — Liu Ruyue, Liu Suifeng, old friends of the Xiao Clan.
Xiao Yulan, Feng Feixue, Ying Yue — all these fresh names were etched in the depths of Xiao Chen's mind. He had never forgotten them.
In the past, Xiao Chen had thought that he would not return until he reached Emperor Wu. However, now that he thought about it, this was a heartless promise. Martial Emperor was the peak of the Martial Dao. Xiao Chen did not know how long it would take before he could reach it.
Shui Lingling's ordinary words unintentionally touched the softest part of Xiao Chen's heart.
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, are you alright? We are going down."
Xiao Chen came back to his senses, smiled, and gently landed on the ground.
When the First Elder, Han Qinghe, saw the two of them coming over, he gently waved his hand and called them to the side. His expression was somewhat grave as he said, "Let me tell you two some bad news. The Sovereign Noble Clans of the Profound Domain will be coming to participate in the Sage Saint Ranking of our Bushin Palace."
Xiao Chen's expression did not change, but ripples appeared in his heart. The strength of the Sovereign Noble Clans was comparable to the Holy Lands. Normally, they would not submit to the Bushin Palace.
The ranking of the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking did not include these people. Yan Shisan's horrifying strength. If all the scions of the Sovereign Noble Clans were as strong as him, the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking would not be able to rank them.
If he wanted to get into the top ten in this Sage War and obtain a spot for himself, he would probably have to face some difficulties.
Shui Lingling said mockingly, "They must be here for the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring. Normally, these Sovereign Noble Clans do not care about the life or death of the human race. Now, they know that they are part of the human race."
The Heavenly Dew Divine Spring cleansed the marrow and cleansed the blood. It was infused with the Heavenly Dao's Origin Energy. It contained great Luck, allowing a cultivator to advance to Martial Emperor before the age of one hundred.
In Kunlun Mountain, it took ten thousand years for the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring to fill up. This was a rare opportunity. It would be hard for those Sovereign Noble Clans not to think about it.
Han Qinghe sighed, "Under the combined pressure of the four Sovereign Noble Clans, the Bushin Palace had no choice but to take a step back. If they really started a civil war, the human race would not be able to bear it."
An inner sect Elder at the side said helplessly, "We can only blame the Three Holy Masters for not living up to expectations in the past few years. If the Dragon's Gate's Qing Emperor were still around, these Sovereign Noble Clans would not dare to say anything."
Han Qinghe said, "Now that things have come to this, there is no point in complaining. The two of you just have to do your best. There were many outstanding talents in history who did not soak in this Heavenly Dew Divine Spring."
Han Qinghe spoke very generously, but everyone could hear the regret in the First Elder's voice. Xiao Chen performed a cupped-fist salute and said, "First Elder, rest assured. Xiao Chen has received many favors from the Haotian Sect. On this trip, I will definitely fight for a spot for the Haotian Sect."
As Xiao Chen spoke, he revealed his sharpness, showing great self-confidence.
Shui Lingling said with a resolute expression, "First Elder, rest assured. Shui Lingling will also do her best to fight for a spot for the Haotian Sect."
Han Qinghe smiled faintly. Under the influence of the two, he said with a heroic spirit, "Since the two of you are so confident, why would I say such discouraging words? I would be undervaluing myself too much. So what if the Sovereign Noble Clans come? Let's go. Let's fight them for now."
After the First Elder spoke, he gave some instructions. The nearby inner sect Elders started to slowly fill the complicated and vast Interstellar Transportation Formation with high-ranked Astral Cores. "Sou! Sou!
Sou! "
Pillars of light shot up from the formation lines. Space started to fluctuate intensely, and a huge black hole appeared above everyone's heads.
The interior of the black hole was intertwined with complex time and space coordinates. A boundless suction force surged out, directly pulling everyone in.
Xiao Chen felt his body stretch infinitely. Finally, he turned into tiny particles. His body disappeared, leaving only his thoughts in this space-time tunnel.
Xiao Chen flew off into the distance at a speed that cultivators could not comprehend.
By the time Xiao Chen felt his body reassemble, the group had already arrived at another transportation formation. When they looked around, they saw a sea of people. The scenery also felt familiar.
"We've arrived. Let's go directly to the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking."
Han Qinghe waved his hand, and a King Grade warship appeared. Then, he raised the Haotian Sect's banner and led the group to the Bushin Palace's Proud Son of Heaven Ranking.
The surroundings were densely packed with all sorts of warships and Spirit Beasts. The air buzzed with noise. All the Superior Grade sects of the entire Tianwu Domain had arrived.
The Sage War was a major event of the human race every four years. At that time, the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking would be completely disrupted and reshuffled.
Coincidentally, this Sage War happened to coincide with the reopening of the Heavenly Dew Divine Lake. Such a grand scene was not strange at all.
However, Xiao Chen was not used to going from absolute silence to such a noisy environment.
The warship traveled through the somewhat crowded sky. After one hour, they finally arrived at the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking.
The original Sage Wall had been moved somewhere else. Now, only a thousand Sage Lamps remained, arranged in the shape of a pyramid.
An empty space appeared within five kilometers of the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking. It was like a formless barrier covered the entire area from the sky to the ground.
The warships that gathered from all directions collapsed from top to bottom. With the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking as the core, they formed a huge ring.
Xiao Chen stood on the deck and looked down. At the bottom of the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking, he saw his lamp. He could not help but feel slightly stunned. Then, he revealed a smile.
It had been close to two years. Unexpectedly, no one had been able to break his lamp yet.
"The Haotian Sect's people are here!"
There were at least three or four thousand warships stationed around the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking, from the ground to the sky. The flag on each warship represented a sect.
With one glance, although there were many sects, the true Nine Ranks of the Great Families were few in number. This was especially so for the ones like the Haotian Sect, which could be considered part of the Nine Ranks of the Great Families, which were even rarer.
When the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of several people, many of whom were old acquaintances of Xiao Chen.
The Full Moon Pavilion's Feng Xingsheng, the battle realm's Niu Deng, the Ximen Noble Clan's Ximen Bao, the Thousand Mystery Sect's Hua Dao, the seven giants' Wang Meng, and the Passionate Young Master, Murong Lingfeng, had all arrived long ago.
"I heard that the demonic genius who occupied the last rank of the Proud Son of Heaven Ranking for close to two years is on the Haotian Sect's warship."
"That fellow is really a demonic genius. After coming to the Kunlun Realm for two years, he already comprehended a will and defeated the Extreme Yin Sect's Bai Wuxue."
"However, he is really too insincere. He occupied the last rank for two years without bothering about it. Who knows how many new disciples of the various sects are cursing him in secret?"
"There is no reward for being the last rank. This fellow does not know how to spend some time to increase his ranking."
Xiao Chen felt somewhat surprised. He had not expected all the discussions about the Haotian Sect to focus on him.
Jun Si, who was at the side, smiled and said, "Junior Brother Xiao Chen, it looks like your popularity now rivals that of the seven giants. In the past, when others mentioned the Haotian Sect, they talked about our First Senior Sister the most."
When Shui Lingling heard this, she smiled casually and said, "Seven giants? Now, there are no more seven giants. If one does not comprehend a will, they will be eliminated by the passing of time. They will never be able to stand at the peak. "
Xiao Chen could not help but view her in a new light. Based on what Shui Lingling said, it seemed like she had comprehended a will long ago. However, he could not tell from her appearance.
As Xiao Chen chatted with the others, the noisy scene suddenly turned quiet. It was like someone incredible had arrived.
"Pu ci!"
Suddenly, a bright, dazzling holy light descended from the sky. Xiao Chen squinted slightly. Three Emperor Grade warships that surpassed King Grade slowly appeared in the sky.
One looked like the deep-sea Heavenly Turtle, the Black Tortoise; one looked like the Vermilion Bird, the Eastern Divine Bird; and one looked like the White Tiger, the Holy Beast in the clouds. The holy light was very dazzling, enveloping everyone.
"The people of the Three Holy Masters are coming out!"
The many cultivators, who had been silent for a while, looked up. Then, they all erupted in excitement.
The voices turned into waves, rising and falling. As they drifted, several warships shook.
The bright light could not obscure Xiao Chen's eyes. The boundless Holy Might could not suppress the surging hot-bloodedness in Xiao Chen's heart.
The Phoenix's Passion Palace, the Divine Martial Gate, and the White Emperor City of the Three Holy Masters finally saw their true appearance. He wondered how glorious the Three Holy Masters were now. "Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! "
Just at this moment, four warships appeared in the east. Holy Might spread out, and the light they gave off did not diminish. Unexpectedly, they were also Emperor Grade warships that surpassed King Grade warships.
From left to right, the flags on the warships had the words Yan, Ying, Jiang, and Lin written on them. These were the four Sovereign Noble Clans of the human race.
The warships of these four clans were no weaker than the Three Holy Masters's warships. They seemed to be competing against each other.
A few youths, male or female, stood at the bow of each warship. These were the absolute geniuses the Sovereign Noble Clans sent to fight for the slots.
This time, the four clans were very ambitious. Each clan wanted to obtain at least two slots, leaving only two for the other sects of the Tianwu Domain.
On the warship in the middle, a Jiang Clan old man beckoned.
Three people jumped down from each of the other three warships: one old man and two youths.
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