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Chapter 1587

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The Central Plains was vast and occupied by three immortal dynasties: Southern Yan, Eastern Qi, and Northern Wei. Each dynasty had hundreds of thousands of miles of territory.

The Central Plains was much larger than the Wildlands. It was also the most prosperous and prosperous region in the entire Teng Long Continent. There were countless humans there.

The most powerful humans weren't in the four regions, but the Central Plains. The Central Plains was vast and filled with resources. Countless great sects had taken root here and recruited disciples.

The strongest cultivators of the younger generation of the human race came from the three great dynasties of the Central Plains. Everyone was wary of the foundations of the three great dynasties, because these immortal dynasties had all produced real Renhuangs.

Human Emperors weren't just emperors in the mortal world. They were the strongest beings in the world. Even Great Saints had to retreat if they met Human Emperors.

In ancient times, Human Emperors were almost as strong as Extreme Supremes. Of course, that was only 'almost'. In other words, as long as Extreme Supremes didn't show up, Human Emperors were invincible.

The capital of the Yan Dynasty, the Yan Capital, was one of the three great cities of the Central Plains. The other two were the Qi Capital of the Qi Dynasty and the Wei Capital of the Wei Dynasty.

The Yan Capital had a population of tens of millions. The great sects of the Yan Dynasty all had their headquarters here. It was a Land of Rising Dragons, where ancestral veins gathered and draconic Qi rose.

The ancestor of the Yan Dynasty was a Human Emperor. When the Human Emperor was still in power, he used a great technique to change the geography of the Land of the Rising Dragon so that the Land of the Rising Dragon could continuously gather the Dragon Qi of the Earth. He also locked the Dragon Qi of the Earth so that it would not leak.

The Yan Capital had a large population, but most of them were ordinary people. Only cultivators could make use of the earth's essence.

Artificially locking the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth in one place was heaven-defying. The Yan Capital was better than any other place in the mortal world.

It was heaven for cultivators. The Yan Capital was the home of all the strong cultivators of the Yan Dynasty. The great sects were like trees in a forest, but they all submitted to the Yan Dynasty.

If they didn't submit to the Yan Dynasty, they wouldn't have been able to enter the Yan Capital.

On a mountain a hundred miles away from the Yan Capital stood three people. They were three young men who were intentionally hiding their auras.

"This place is incredible!"

Hei Tian waved the Divine Fire Fan in his hand and rays flashed in his eyes. As an array formation grandmaster, he could tell that the Land of Rising Dragon was not an ordinary place. A thousand miles in front of him was definitely a place where innate True Dragons were born.

Even during the day, the shadow of a dragon could be seen looming in the sky above Yan Capital.

Gu Fei was no stranger to the Yandu. Back in the day, he, Hei Tian, and Xiaoqing had emerged from the Hell Dao, fought the lord buddha, killed the demon shaman, and then came to the Yandu.

Back then, Xiaoqing was invincible in the Yan Capital, until he met the second prince of the Yan Dynasty, Yan Hao. The two of them fought to a draw, neither of them able to do anything to the other.

If it weren't for the Grand Preceptor of the Yan Dynasty, a Celestial Being Realm warrior, stopping them, Xiaoqing and Yan Hao would have both been heavily injured.

Since he was here, he had to meet his old friend.

"Let's go!"

Gu Fei took to the air above the mountain and flew forward. The Land of Rising Dragon would definitely make all cultivators jealous, but no one dared to provoke the Yan Dynasty.

Hei Tian and the fatty Gu Zhong also took to the air and chased after Gu Fei.

Gu Zhong had once entered the world to cultivate, and his footprints were all over the Middle Earth and the four regions. He had been to the capital of the Yan Dynasty and fought with others here, causing quite a ruckus.

Soon, they were close to the Yan Capital.

A strong aura of life could be felt from the front, as if this was the source of life. Only a super big city like the Yan Capital could have such an aura.

The gigantic city gate was more than three hundred meters tall. It was pitch-black and looked like an enormous mountain towering there. Above the city gate, there was only a single character: "Yan."

It was an ancient character that was said to have been personally written by the Human Emperor who founded the Yan Dynasty. The ancient character contained a Daoist aura. Of course, only cultivators, and cultivators with extremely high cultivation levels, could see it.

"The handwriting of the Human Emperor!"

The last time Gu Fei came to the Yan Capital, he did not feel anything special. However, this time was different. He had already become a Supreme Emperor, a ruler among the Supreme Emperors.

Just by looking at the ancient character "Yan" on top of the city gate, it was as if an undefeatable Human Emperor had appeared before his eyes, leading countless generals to conquer the world.

A godly aura, strong enough to make Gu Fei feel suffocated, was emitted from the ancient character "Yan", causing Gu Fei's expression to change.

"The Human Emperor lives up to his name!"

Gu Fei withdrew his gaze and walked toward the city gate. Behind him followed a handsome young man waving the Godly Fire Fan and a fatty with a bulky physique.

A combination like this would easily attract the attention of others.

"These three …"

There was no lack of cultivators in the Yan Capital. How could a place like the Land of Rising Dragons be lacking in cultivators? Someone soon noticed the strange behavior of Gu Fei's group.

Especially the Godly Fire Fan in Hei Tian's hand, which was made from the feathers of a Three-legged Firebird found in the Land of Fallen Phoenixes and Fallen Dragons. It contained the essence of fire of extreme Yang.

The Godly Fire Fan in Hei Tian's hand was used to fan himself.

"What a waste, whose disciple is this!?"

"He actually used the feathers of a divine bird to cool himself. Could it be that this person is a prince of the Yan Royal Family?"

Quite a few cultivators noticed the fan in Hei Tian's hand. In the Yan Capital, these cultivators possessed an extraordinary level of knowledge. Thus, some of them cast their gazes at the Divine Flame Fan in Hei Tian's hand with incomparable intensity.

"Go and investigate the origins of these three people!"

In a teahouse on the side of the street, a young man in luxurious clothes and a golden crown was sitting by the window. This young man happened to be looking out of the teahouse and happened to see Gu Fei and the others walking down the street.

The young man ignored Gu Fei and Gu Zhong. His eyes were fixed on the Godly Fire Fan in Hei Tian's hand.

"Essence of Yang Flame …"

The young man immediately ordered his men to investigate the background of Gu Fei's group. An old servant in green clothes stood beside the young man.

The old servant frowned when he saw his master staring at the three young cultivators on the street. Those three didn't seem to be easy to deal with.

The old servant in green clothes had a strong cultivation base, but he realized that he couldn't see through the three young cultivators on the street.

"Experts …"

The old servant felt the pressure. Although his master was strong, he might not be a match for those three. If he offended someone he shouldn't, there would be endless trouble.

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