On the wide avenue, there was an endless stream of people coming and going. This was the only way to get to the Grand Divine Wind Palace, the number one school in the East. The city had a history of thousands of years and a population of millions. It was one of the largest city-states in the entire continent.
Every day, countless people rushed to the city. Some of them were disciples of the Grand Divine Wind Palace, some were peddlers from all over the continent, and there were also many cultivators who were on a pilgrimage. They treated the city as the supreme holy land in their hearts and came to worship it.
When He Yiming appeared on the main road on his white horse, he immediately attracted the attention of countless people. Many people even bowed respectfully to him. Some of the disciples who were obviously at the bottom of the hierarchy in the Grand Divine Wind Palace knelt down on the main road without any fear of arousing suspicion.
He Yiming glanced at the horn on the white horse's head and immediately understood where the problem was.
Although not everyone could recognize his appearance, the white horse with a horn on its head was one of a kind in the world. After seeing Lightning, it would be strange if these people still could not guess his identity.
He gently squeezed the horse's belly and it immediately turned into a white light, leaving a series of afterimages on the avenue as it flew straight ahead.
Everyone had different expressions, but their eyes were filled with excitement.
Meeting the chief guest elder of the school this time was enough for them to show off in front of their companions. Although they did not have the fortune to talk to the elder, it was worth it to be able to see the world-famous top sacred beast.
The white horse was extremely fast and in a moment, it had entered the unique city without walls.
He Yiming learned his lesson and did not stop. With the flexibility of the White Horse Lightning, it did not bump into anyone along the way. Even if it passed by some people, they could only feel a gust of wind, and then there was a flash of white light in front of their eyes.
Of course, some powerful cultivators could faintly see a white afterimage, but because the white horse was too fast, other than the Venerables, no one could really detect it. Therefore, they looked around and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
Lei Dian's four hooves suddenly came to a stop and it came to a steady stop.
He Yiming smiled slightly. This guy really knew his way around. He actually came to the courtyard where Jin Zhanzhong lived.
Every time he came to the Grand Divine Wind Palace, he stayed in this place. This time was no exception.
He Yiming's ears moved slightly, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. If he didn't hear wrongly, Jin Zhanzheng was cultivating in the room.
Now that he had become the youngest Venerable in the Grand Divine Wind Palace, Jin Zhanzheng did not move to the Tower of Babel. Instead, he chose the place he was most familiar with to cultivate slowly.
Although Jin Zhangzheng did not possess a Chaotic Body like He Yiming, his talent was one of the best among all the cultivators. A Venerable One who was over 150 years old, even in the era where the Divine Path was rampant, was quite rare. In today's world, they were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns, and could be counted with one's fingers.
The entire Grand Divine Wind Palace had high hopes for Jin Zhanzheng. They hoped that he could become the second peak powerhouse in the human path in the future.
However, whether he could enter the ranks of the top human path still depended on his opportunity.
If he could not comprehend and absorb the Divine Force in the end, even if he transformed into six Divine Soldier, he would still not be able to climb to this realm.
Jin Zhanzheng coughed softly. The sound was not loud, but it was undoubtedly like a clap of thunder to him in the room. It immediately woke him up.
His body swayed, and Jin Zhanzheng immediately opened the door and saw He Yiming at first glance. He immediately laughed out loud and said, "Brother He, I knew you must be safe and sound."
He Yiming was slightly stunned. He asked, "Brother Jin, what happened?"
Jin Zhanzheng took a step forward and arrived in front of He Yiming. He carefully looked around and said, "Brother He, after you left the island last time, you never returned. We were all worried about you."
He Yiming blushed and chuckled. "The last time I went out, I encountered a bit of an accident. Later on, when I saw that it had been too long, I directly returned to the continent."
He had chased Franklyn on the sea for an entire month and traveled thousands of kilometers to the Western World, so it was naturally impossible for him to return to the southern border's Colored Glaze Island.
Jin Zhanzheng lowered his head and sighed. "After you left, Colored Glaze Island sent a lot of people to search for your whereabouts everywhere in the southern border. In the end, they found traces of an incredible battle on a deserted island, and … "He paused and hesitated for a while before he finally said," We found a new grave. Senior Zhuang went to the island to take a look, but he couldn't confirm the other party's identity. "
He Yiming could not help but laugh. "Brother Zhuang, it's not that you couldn't be sure, but you dared not be sure."
Jin Zhanzheng's eyes lit up. "Senior Zhuang's expression was indeed quite strange that day, but no matter how we asked, he didn't say a word."
In fact, the scene that day was still fresh in Jin Zhanzheng's memory. As soon as Zhuang Munan from Colored Glaze Island saw the person who was dug out from the grave, his face changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with fear.
To be able to frighten a Five Qi Supreme Venerable like this, one could imagine the person's identity.
It was precisely because of the discovery of the corpse and the island that seemed to have been neatly split into two that the people from the southern border were inexplicably frightened.
Afterward, everyone left in batches. They all wanted to spread the terrifying news.
He Yiming nodded. Looking at Jin Zhanzheng's expectant eyes, he did not intend to hide anything. He said, "This person indeed has quite a background. He's Garfield, the current president of the Western Dark Coalition's parliament."
Jin Zhanzheng gasped. Although he had also thought of this question in his heart. However, as a cultivator, he could not believe that a Ninth Heaven powerhouse at the peak of the human dao would die so easily in such a place.
In their hearts, it was impossible for a powerhouse at the peak of the human dao to die.
"Brother He, you were indeed there." Jin Zhanzheng smiled bitterly. "Who killed that Ninth Heaven powerhouse?"
He Yiming waved his hand gently. "Don't look at me like that. He was plotted against by Franklyn. Otherwise, he wouldn't have died so easily."
This was absolutely the truth. If it were not for Franklyn's sneak attack, with Garfield's strength, he would not have been affected by the divine light flying, even if he lost his hands and feet.
He Yiming did not have much confidence in catching up with the escaping ability of the strongest powerhouse in the dark world.
"The Pope of the Divine Hall?" Jin Zhanzheng asked suspiciously. Such a person would plot against others? Today was an eye-opener.
He Yiming briefly told him about his trip to the nameless island and the conflict between him and the two top powerhouses from the West. Of course, in this process, He Yiming simplified it as much as possible, and pushed most of the credit to Gimo Fanshu and the White Horse Lightning beside him.
Jin Zhanzheng did not doubt it. However, he knew that He Yiming was already a powerhouse at that level. Even in a battle with the peak of the human dao, he would not suffer a great loss.
With a long sigh, Jin Zhanzheng said with emotion, "Four powerhouses at the peak of the human dao, one top sacred beast … Unfortunately, I was unable to witness such an intense scene."
He Yiming smiled and said, "Brother Jin, there will be a chance in the future."
Jin Zhanzheng nodded heavily and said, "Yes, you have successfully advanced to the Ninth Heaven. It will be much more convenient to ask for advice from you in the future." He suddenly clapped his hands gently and said, "Martial Uncle Hao has already said that once you come back, I will immediately take you to see him. Come with me."
He Yiming nodded slightly. After putting the Baozhu and the white horse in his original room, he followed Jin Zhanzheng to the Sky Reaching Pagoda.
As for 108 and the Blood Condensation cultivator, their appearances were really quite strange, especially the Blood Condensation cultivator who had the appearance of the Yu family's ancestor. In order not to cause any trouble, He Yiming let them stay outside the Divine Wind Palace and did not follow them in.
Anyway, the distance between the two sides was not far. Using the Blood Condensation cultivator's thought in his mind and 108's tracker, he could get in touch with the two at any time.
With He Yiming's current identity, even if he sat in the room and waited for Hao Dong to come, there would be no problem. However, he still silently followed behind Jin Zhanzheng and walked towards the Sky Reaching Pagoda.
For him, Hao Dong was an elder who cared about him very much. It was so in the past, now, and in the future.
After entering the Sky Reaching Pagoda, a satisfied smile flashed across Jin Zhanzheng's face. Brother He was still that Brother He. He did not become arrogant because of the rapid increase in strength.
Of course, with such strength, even if He Yiming himself did not care, other people would take the initiative to change their attitude towards him.
Just like now, when Hao Dong saw Jin Zhanzheng, he immediately informed He Yiming to come here. Looking at his appearance, he completely regarded He Yiming as the most distinguished guest. He even felt that it was somewhat impolite for him to accompany him alone.
Soon, after receiving the news, Xu Xinghe also came to Hao Dong's room. After the Five Qi Venerable of the Divine Wind Palace seriously looked at He Yiming several times, he let out a complicated sigh. He bowed deeply and said, "Congratulations to Elder He for achieving great success. From now on, you can laugh proudly at the world."
He Yiming chuckled and said, "Brother Xu, you're too kind. It's easier said than done to laugh proudly at the world."
In the cultivation of martial arts, there was always a higher mountain.
Before He Yiming ascended to the Ninth Heavenly Layer, he had always thought that the peak of humanity was the top power in the world. However, after this trip to the West, he immediately dispelled this idea.
In addition, the Island of God mentioned by Beastmaster in the outer sea was like a huge stone pressing down on his heart.
Even a Blood Condensation cultivator of the Divine Path might not be able to laugh proudly at the world. (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters, support the author, support the original reading!)
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