At the center of the Sacred Land.
The three main Spiritual Mountains were like pillars piercing through the clouds, emitting a boundless aura of the Heavens and Earth.
The main Spirit Peak in the center, the ruins, was the "Ancient Sacred Peak".
On the left and right of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sacred Peak were two main Spiritual Peaks occupied by three star superpowers.
The main Spiritual Peak on the left was the territory of the Mystic True Sacred Clan.
Mystic True Sacred Clan, on the main Spiritual Peak.
In a tranquil, fragrant, and spotless library.
Zhao Feng was filled with respect and uneasiness as he looked at the white-haired male in front of him.
He was Duanmu Qing.
Duanmu Qing had snow-white hair and his eyes were like the stars. His appearance could be said to be perfect. His skin was white and his face was like marble.
Furthermore.
This Emperor had a warm aura, and his every action made others feel as if they were bathing in the spring wind.
All in all, this was a Legendary Great Emperor who looked perfect and approachable.
"You're Zhao Feng? Don't worry, even the Emperor of Death won't be able to harm you in the True Martial Sacred Land. "
Duanmu Qing inspected Zhao Feng with a warm smile.
Zhao Feng's emotions started to calm down.
Earlier, Duanmu Qing had used his Emperor projection to intimidate the Kings and force the Death Guards to kneel.
The impact of that power on Zhao Feng wasn't small.
At this moment in time.
Zhao Feng regained his calm and could sense the urgency in the depths of Duanmu Qing's eyes.
It wasn't hard to imagine.
Duanmu Qing was desperate to know about the Purple Night Sacred Lord.
However, Duanmu Qing was extremely elegant and didn't rush Zhao Feng. Instead, he calmed Zhao Feng's emotions.
Next.
Without needing Duanmu Qing to ask, Zhao Feng took out the Purple Saint Token and started to talk about the Purple Saint Ruins.
The first time he entered the Purple Saint Ruins and the second time.
Zhao Feng also mentioned that he had once defended the Purple Saint Ruins.
Of course, the main point was that Zhao Yufei had been chosen as the successor of the Purple Night Saint Lord and the current situation of the Purple Saint Ruins.
When he heard about the dangers the Purple Saint Ruins was facing, Duanmu Qing found it hard to hide the worry in his heart.
"I didn't expect Aunt Violet Night to have a hidden secret realm in the world. Furthermore, ten thousand years after its death, it will receive a descendant of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races. "
Emperor Duanmu sighed.
After figuring out the relationship between Zhao Feng and the Purple Night Holy Master, Duanmu Qing's gaze became much warmer.
It was as if he was looking at a junior.
"Zhao Feng, how did you offend the Emperor of Death? This Emperor has the Eyes of Death, and no one under the Mystic Light Realm dares to say that they can beat him. "
A solemn expression appeared on Duanmu Qing's face.
No Monarch or Martial Emperor wouldn't be fearful of the Emperor of Death.
Zhao Feng briefly explained his encounter with Grandmaster Yin Kong.
He had killed Grandmaster Yin Kong, and the latter had activated a Token of Death before he died.
This was why Zhao Feng was hunted by the Pursuit of Death.
However, Zhao Feng didn't mention anything about the God Eye.
The God's Eye only increased the Emperor of Death's determination to get Zhao Feng.
"So that's how it is. You activated the Pursuit of Death when you were protecting the Purple Saint Ruins …."
Admiration and gratitude appeared on Duanmu Qing's face.
Ever since they met, Zhao Feng's emotions quickly calmed down. His calmness wasn't something a normal genius could do.
Duanmu Qing didn't see that Zhao Feng had the Ninth God's Eye.
After all, Duanmu Qing wasn't a descendant of one of the Eight Great God Eyes. Although he had seen that Zhao Feng's eye-bloodline was different, he wouldn't have connected it to the God Eyes.
The Emperor of Death was already so strong, and the ancestor of the God Eyes was the only one in the universe. Even Emperors were extremely far away from them.
An hour later.
Duanmu Qing asked about the cause and effect, as well as some of the details.
"Zhao Feng, you've just entered the Sacred Land. If you want to establish yourself here, you need an identity."
Duanmu Qing paused for a moment as love appeared in his eyes.
Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat.
It was obvious that Emperor Duanmu Qing wanted to settle Zhao Feng down and give him an identity.
For ordinary people, wanting to enter a holy land or even establish a foothold in a three-star sect was an unattainable fantasy.
However, it was just a question of one sentence for Duanmu Qing.
What identity would Duanmu Qing give him?
Zhao Feng started to guess in his heart.
"How about this: I'll take you in as a Core disciple and you'll be able to establish yourself in the Mystic True Sacred Clan."
Duanmu Qing smiled and said.
Core disciple!
Zhao Feng's eyes bulged out.
He didn't expect this result.
Being taken in as a Core disciple by an Emperor was definitely a turning point in one's life.
"What? You're not willing?"
Duanmu Qing smiled.
"This disciple is willing."
Zhao Feng immediately performed the proper bow of a disciple.
Ever since he started cultivating, Zhao Feng had two teachers.
The previous two teachers had played a huge role in pushing his life forward.
"Hehe, Zhao Feng. I'm taking you in as a disciple not only because of Aunt Violet Night, but also because I'm confident in my own judgement. "
As Duanmu Qing smiled faintly, there was a trace of wisdom in his star-like eyes.
With his cultivation at the Void God Realm, how could he not see through Zhao Feng's body, bloodline, and potential?
Simply put.
Zhao Feng had the right to be his disciple.
If it was a normal genius, Duanmu Qing wouldn't take him in as a Core disciple even with the Purple Night Sacred Lord's relationship. He would at most be an in-name disciple.
"Zhao Feng, you can stay here for now. I'll be holding a disciple ceremony in a few days. "
Duanmu Qing said.
Disciple ceremony?
Zhao Feng paused for a moment. An Emperor-level expert holding a ceremony to take in a disciple was obviously very eye-catching.
However.
This didn't seem like Duanmu Qing's style.
Duanmu Qing didn't give him the feeling of being arrogant. He was very calm and low-key.
"I'll be going to the Tianlu Islands in a few days. Before that, your identity must be made known to the public. "
Duanmu Qing explained.
When Zhao Feng heard this, he understood.
Duanmu Qing was being so high-profile because he wanted Zhao Feng to quickly integrate into the Mystic True Sacred Sect.
Most importantly, he wanted to protect Zhao Feng.
If others knew that Zhao Feng was Duanmu Qing's disciple, they would be wary of him.
Three days later.
Duanmu Qing held a "disciple acceptance ceremony" in his residence.
This disciple ceremony wasn't purposely publicized. It was targeted at the upper echelons of the sect and some Core disciples.
However, on the day of the ceremony, many Sovereign Martial Emperors came to participate.
As for the other half-step Kings and Supremacies, there were countless of them.
During the ceremony:
Zhao Feng became Duanmu Qing's disciple.
This matter shook the Mystic True Sacred Clan and spread to the other two Sacred Sects and the other two Sacred Sects.
During the disciple ceremony:
Zhao Feng also met the upper echelon Kings of the Golden Mountain Sect.
The blue-robed King was very friendly to Zhao Feng, like he was his elder.
"Little Friend Zhao, congratulations."
White-bearded Elder Li's face was filled with relief.
Zhao Feng only talked to the white-bearded Old Li and told him to send the news to the Eternally Sealed Palace Lord.
The Eternally Sealed Palace Lord was very useful in being able to enter the Sacred Land.
"Of course."
Old Li nodded solemnly.
He knew Zhao Feng's true strength. Under Emperor Duanmu's guidance, Zhao Feng would definitely become stronger.
During the ceremony:
Zhao Feng also met some Core disciples of the Mystic True Sacred Sect.
In the three-star Mystic True Sacred Sect, most Core disciples were disciples of Emperors.
In the Mystic True Sacred Sect, there were at least seven or eight Emperors.
Among them, Great Emperor Duanmu's seniority was extremely high.
"It's him …!"
Two of the Core disciples stared at Zhao Feng with their mouths open.
One of them was a short-haired youth, while the other was a tall and skinny youth.
"Junior Martial Brother Jiang, what's wrong? Do you know this Zhao Feng? "
One of the Core disciples said with surprise.
The short-haired youth and the tall and skinny youth looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
So …
These two were Jiang Fan and Chen Yilin, who had appeared at the Void Ocean Arena.
"Hmm?"
Zhao Feng seemed to sense them and saw them.
Jiang Fan and Chen Yilin left a deep impression on Zhao Feng.
This was especially so for Jiang Fan, who had the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races. The strength he displayed back at the Void Ocean Arena was terrifying.
At that time, Zhao Feng was only at the half-step Origin Core Realm. He probably wouldn't even be able to take one move from Jiang Fan.
At this moment in time:
Jiang Fan and Chen Yilin were shocked.
"It's only been a year, but his cultivation has already caught up to mine, and he's even a disciple of an Emperor …"
Jiang Fan couldn't accept this.
In the past year, he had only reached the middle stage of the Origin Core Realm after a lot of hard work.
In terms of status.
He was a Core disciple of a three-star sect.
And all of this.
It was as if Zhao Feng had only used a 'ceremony' to reach the same level as Jiang Fan.
"Senior Martial Brothers."
Zhao Feng walked over with a smile and greeted Jiang Fan and Chen Yilin.
Jiang Fan and Chen Yilin had unnatural smiles on their faces as they replied to Zhao Feng.
Although Zhao Feng's current status was only on the same level as the two of them.
But a year ago.
The two of them didn't have high hopes for Zhao Feng and thought that there wouldn't be any interaction between them in the future.
Therefore.
When Zhao Feng made a request, the two of them rejected it.
"Hehe, Emperor Gu Luo, your disciple with the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races seems to know Zhao Feng."
Emperor Duanmu smiled as he conversed with an elder in ancient robes.
Emperor Gu Luo was Jiang Fan's master.
"This Zhao Feng's bloodline isn't much different from normal bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races. What's more, even I can't see through his eye-bloodline. "
Emperor Gu Luo praised.
Normal people couldn't even reach the level of an Emperor.
Every Emperor present congratulated Emperor Duanmu when they saw Zhao Feng.
"Jiang Fan, the potential of this Zhao Feng's bloodline isn't any weaker than yours. You need to interact with him more in the future. "
Emperor Gu Luo's voice sounded in Jiang Fan's mind.
"Disciple understands."
Jiang Fan's heart felt like it had broken, and he didn't know what to feel.
From what his master said, it seemed like he wanted him to form a good relationship with Zhao Feng.
Firstly, Emperor Duanmu's status and strength were slightly higher than his master's.
Secondly, in his master's eyes, Zhao Feng's future potential wouldn't be any weaker than his own.
Jiang Fan didn't dare doubt any of this.
Secondly, he didn't know what fortune Zhao Feng had to catch up to him in just a year.
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