In the past half a year, a rather sensational event had occurred in the Gulong Region's West Ridge.
Spirit Grass Gate, which had been defeated by Yellow Dragon Pavilion decades ago, made a comeback and rebuilt itself.
The Yellow Dragon Pavilion sensed this immediately and sent out a large number of members. The two sides started a great battle of four-and-a-half-star forces.
In the end, Spirit Grass Gate managed to block Yellow Dragon Pavilion's first wave of attacks.
Afterwards, the former members of Hundred Grass Gate gradually returned. Many factions even betrayed Yellow Dragon Pavilion and pledged allegiance to Hundred Grass Gate.
In the underground meeting hall of Spirit Grass Gate.
"Han Ning 'er, I really didn't misjudge you. It's all thanks to you that Spirit Grass Gate could be rebuilt!"
A green-haired old man sitting high above had a gratified smile on his face.
This person was the Sect Master of Hundred Grass Gate. After Hundred Grass Gate was defeated, he led a portion of his members into hiding, planning to rise again.
The other upper echelons of Spirit Grass Gate also smiled and nodded, their gazes focused on a green-robed woman.
The woman was particularly eye-catching in the dim hall. She exuded a pure vitality and vitality, looking like a fairy in the forest, intelligent and beautiful.
"Sect master, this is what I should do. However, I still have to thank Senior Brother Xiahou for this matter!"
Han Ning'Er had a faint smile on her face. She looked to her side at Xia Houwu, who was dressed in a simple green robe and had a strong stature.
Back in the Spiritual Race, when Zhao Feng had just become a True God, he had fought with the Life Sacred Land's Xiahou Wu.
Later on, when Zhao Feng sent Han Ning 'er to the Life Sacred Land, Xiahou Wu was responsible for receiving them.
After all this time, Xiahou Wu had smoothly broken into Rank Seven.
"Many thanks to the Life Sacred Land for being willing to help Spirit Grass Gate!"
The Hundred Herbs Sect Master looked at the man beside Han Ning'Er with an excited expression.
For an Eye of Life descendant to appear in the sect was truly a great fortune.
To be able to form a relationship with the legendary Holy Land was something that he had never dared to hope for in his entire life.
"Just a small matter!"
Xia Houwu waved his hand, indicating that he did not take it to heart.
In truth, this was his own wish and had nothing to do with the Life Sacred Land.
Otherwise, Yellow Dragon Pavilion would have surrendered long ago. They wouldn't have dared to continue fighting against Spirit Grass Gate.
"Young Master Xiahou is too humble. If not for you, we would not have been able to contend against Yellow Dragon Pavilion!"
The Hundred Herbs Gate Master smiled.
The Hundred Grass Gate's leader had been heavily injured in the battle between the two great powers and had yet to fully recover.
Xiahou Wu was a Rank Seven Ancient God, an Eye of Life descendant, and a disciple of the Life Sacred Land.
It was because of this that Spirit Grass Gate was able to contend against Yellow Dragon Pavilion.
At this moment, Xia Houwu was the hope of the entire Spirit Grass Gate, the idol of countless disciples.
The higher ups of the Hundred Grass Gate hoped that Han Ning'Er and Xia Houwu would be together. This way, the safety of the Hundred Grass Gate would be guaranteed.
At that moment, a ripple appeared on the barrier of the Conference Hall.
Whoosh!
A green shadow darted in.
"Reporting to Sect Master, the Yellow Dragon Pavilion is attacking again!"
The scout knelt on the ground and said respectfully.
"Prepare for battle!"
The Hundred Herbs Gate Master's expression changed as he immediately shouted.
The next moment, the entire meeting hall became empty.
All the members of Spirit Grass Gate quickly gathered.
Not long after, two majestic dragon boats rowed over from the distant horizon.
At the top of one of the dragon boats, the tall Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master with dark yellow skin had a stern expression on his face.
"Sir Xiahou, this is a grudge between Yellow Dragon Pavilion and Spirit Grass Gate. I hope that you will not interfere!"
The master of the Yellow Dragon Pavilion first looked at Xia Houwu.
Xiahou Wu was a member of the Life Sacred Land. If not for the fact that the Life Sacred Land was too far away, Yellow Dragon Pavilion would have never dared to attack.
On the other hand, he could also tell that Xiahou Wu had come to help Spirit Grass Gate purely out of his own will and had nothing to do with the Life Sacred Land.
"I have already promised Junior Sister Ning 'er that I will take care of this matter till the end!"
Xia Houwu's face was filled with determination.
Seeing Xiahou Wu like this, the upper echelons of Spirit Grass Gate all revealed looks of joy.
In their view, Xiahou Wu was definitely interested in Han Ning'Er.
"Yellow Dragon Pavilion, Spirit Grass Gate will definitely take revenge for the past!"
The Hundred Herbs Gate Master looked at the Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master with a cold glint in her eyes.
Although he was heavily injured, Xia Houwu was currently treating him. It wouldn't be long before he would be completely healed.
Spirit Grass Gate would rise again!
"Haha, I'm afraid you won't have the chance!"
The Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master burst into laughter.
This scene made the higher-ups of Spirit Grass Gate feel strange.
Logically speaking, Yellow Dragon Pavilion didn't have the strength to do anything to Spirit Grass Gate.
But the Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master was so confident. Had Yellow Dragon Pavilion received some powerful reinforcements?
At this moment, a dreadful Ghost Dao energy surged out from the distant horizon.
Boomboomboom!
Countless pitch-black and cold figures began to float over.
"Nether Ghost Race!"
The Spirit Grass Gate Master's face chilled.
The Nether Ghost Race was one of the stronger four-and-a-half-star factions. It had six Ancient Gods, far more than an ordinary four-and-a-half-star faction.
And now, three Rank Seven Ancient Gods had arrived.
The upper echelon members of Spirit Grass Gate and Xiahou Wu also turned gloomy at this sight.
Xiahou Wu was powerful, but he could only deal with two Rank Seven Ancient Gods at most.
But now that the enemy had three Ancient Gods, they already had the advantage of crushing Spirit Grass Gate.
"Young Master Xiahou, I advise you to leave. Although we won't kill you, when the time comes to fight, we won't have so many misgivings and will inevitably injure you!"
The Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master once more looked at Xiahou Wu.
At this moment, the entire battlefield was eerily silent. The members of Spirit Grass Gate felt a deep despair.
Whether Xiahou Wu helped Spirit Grass Gate or not, they were no match for Yellow Dragon Pavilion.
Xiahou Wu also had an extremely nasty expression. It seemed like he couldn't keep his promise to Han Ning 'er.
But at this moment, an indifferent voice came from the distance. "Han Ning 'er, you really did come back. And Brother Xiahou, I didn't think that you would also come!"
This voice was very casual and broke the solemn and silent atmosphere.
Yellow Dragon Pavilion and the Nether Ghost Race all turned to look.
The eyes of the members of Spirit Grass Gate also flashed. This person who had suddenly arrived seemed to be a friend of Han Ning 'er and Xiahou Wu.
But when they saw Zhao Feng, they instantly paled in shock.
"Zhao Feng!"
The Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master and the upper echelon members blurted out.
The members of Spirit Grass Gate were also flabbergasted. Wasn't this the Zhao Feng who had thrown the Gulong Zone into an uproar several decades ago?
Zhao Feng was wanted by many major factions, but he still dared to come back?
"Zhao Feng, what did you do to my grandson, Quasi-God Mo Gui?"
An Ancient God of the Nether Ghost Race turned cold, killing intent surging in his eyes.
Quasi-God Mo Gui was the Quasi-God who had clashed with Zhao Feng before the Gulong Martial Gathering. Later on, he was imprisoned in the Five Elements Palace.
"Brother Zhao, why are you here?"
Xiahou Wu was also extremely surprised.
The Life Sacred Land had a rather good understanding of what had happened in the Chixing Zone.
It was rumored that Zhao Feng was the owner of the Ninth God Eye. After his God Eye awakened, he defeated Ancient Soul Hall and vanished.
Han Ning 'er was extremely excited to see Zhao Feng. Ever since they parted, she had not seen Zhao Feng again.
When she heard that Zhao Feng possessed the Ninth God Eye, she had been worried that Zhao Feng had encountered some mishap.
At the same time, Zhao Feng's appearance gave the two of them a glimmer of hope.
In the Ziling Zone and Chixing Zone, Zhao Feng had even defeated God Lords!
On the other side, Yellow Dragon Pavilion and the Nether Ghost Race had extremely gloomy expressions.
Zhao Feng's strength had been extremely extraordinary back then, and he had turned the Gulong Zone upside down.
Now, even Xiahou Wu referred to Zhao Feng as "Brother Zhao." From this, one could see that Zhao Feng's strength had increased significantly.
"Don't act rashly for now. Inform the factions above of Zhao Feng's return. Someone will naturally come to deal with him!"
The Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master was rather composed and secretly communicated with the Nether Ghost Race.
"Brother Zhao, please take action and resolve this matter!"
Xiahou Wu said with a smile.
The Spirit Grass Gate side was instantly dazed.
The Life Sacred Land's Xiahou Wu had actually asked Zhao Feng to take action?
And from Xiahou Wu's expression, he didn't seem the slightest bit worried. It was like Zhao Feng could resolve everything.
Han Ning 'er was also beaming as if she had forgotten about the war.
"Wait a moment!"
Zhao Feng flatly said.
Wait a moment?
Xiahou Wu was rather confused. Why wait a moment?
On the other side, Yellow Dragon Pavilion and the Nether Ghost Race had extremely nasty expressions on their faces as they watched Zhao Feng's group chat and laugh.
"Yellow Dragon Pavilion Master, let's attack together and kill Zhao Feng first. I don't believe that he can defeat us!"
The Nether Ghost Race Ancient Gods had dreadful and savage expressions.
But at this moment:
A heaven-shaking ripple of energy came from the distant horizon.
Swish!
Three silhouettes appeared in the middle of the two groups of people. Their powerful auras shook the surroundings.
"Origin Returning Sect, Ancient God Qian Yuan!"
The Ancient Gods of the Nether Ghost Race and Yellow Dragon Pavilion blurted out in shock.
They had sent the news of Zhao Feng's return to several factions, including the Origin Returning Sect, but the Origin Returning Sect shouldn't have come so quickly.
Moreover, the ones who had come were the half-step God Lord Origin Returning Sect Master and two peak Rank Nine Elders.
They finally realized that Zhao Feng was even stronger than they had imagined.
"Zhao Feng, hand over Quasi-God Gui Yi and obediently allow yourself to be captured!"
Ancient God Qian Yuan paid no attention to the three four-and-a-half-star factions, his eyes focused on Zhao Feng as he calmly spoke.
"You've finally arrived. Let's deal with them together!"
Zhao Feng smiled as he looked at the three members of the Origin Returning Sect.
Xiahou Wu and Han Ning 'er instantly understood what Zhao Feng meant when he said' wait. '
It was just a half-step God Lord, so they weren't the slightest bit worried.
In contrast, Spirit Grass Gate was trembling in fear and couldn't help but retreat. The Origin Returning Sect had clearly come to make trouble for Zhao Feng.
"Oh? How do you want to resolve this? "
The Origin Returning Sect Master was taken aback. From Zhao Feng's tone, it seemed like he knew that they were coming.
"I naturally hope to resolve this peacefully!"
Zhao Feng calmly said.
He had imprisoned the geniuses of many factions, but these people had all wanted to kill him and steal his treasures, so Zhao Feng had not done anything wrong.
Moreover, he had placed these members in the Ancient Dream Realm, so he naturally couldn't let them out so that they wouldn't expose his secret.
"Laughable! How could you compare to Quasi-God Gui Yi? Since you won't compromise, don't blame the Origin Returning Sect!"
Ancient God Qian Yuan was slightly angered.
In truth, a peaceful resolution was also possible, but the benefits on Zhao Feng's body were far too great. He had the Spacetime Robe, the Staff of Death Curse, and the Five Elements Intent Palace. If he killed Zhao Feng, he could obtain all of this.
"Haha, this brat deserves it!"
The Nether Ghost Race members wickedly chuckled.
The Yellow Dragon Pavilion members were also extremely happy.
With the Origin Returning Sect Master personally taking action, Zhao Feng's death was assured, and Spirit Grass Gate might even be implicated.
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