After a long sleepless night, Xue Yan was soon sent to the Tenth City by Samsara. Yan Qing naturally took her good sister to talk about some private things.
Feng Hao didn't want to ruin her mood. After midnight, he took Joan Of Arc to his room.
It seemed that Joan Of Arc knew what would happen next. Her pretty face was flushed, showing a shy look. Her big bright eyes were full of tears, filled with affection.
"Ling 'er."
Seeing Joan Of Arc like this, Feng Hao was very emotional. He hugged Joan Of Arc's soft and delicate body, and his breathing became rapid.
Although this kind of thing had happened more than once, he was still very infatuated with his petite wife's delicate body.
The hot breath on her face made Joan Of Arc's pretty face redder. She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Feng Hao's burning eyes, but she didn't break away from his arms. She buried her head in Feng Hao's chest.
With a beautiful woman in his arms, Feng Hao was a little restless. His palms moved slowly on Joan Of Arc's body, making Joan Of Arc gasp and even stand unsteadily.
"Brother Hao …"
Joan Of Arc raised her head in a daze, and her voice was very sweet. It seemed that she was making some kind of invitation to Feng Hao, which made the latter's blood boil.
"Rip."
With the sound of clothes being torn, Joan Of Arc's dress turned into pieces of colorful butterflies and fell to the ground. Her snow-white skin was exposed, as if it was carefully carved from jade. It was breathtakingly beautiful, which made Feng Hao stare at it directly. He couldn't react for a while.
"Brother Hao."
Seeing that Feng Hao didn't move for a long time, Joan Of Arc raised her head. When she saw Feng Hao's appearance, she was happy and shy. She couldn't help but pout coquettishly. She crossed her lotus-root-like hands and covered the cute little white rabbits in front of her chest.
Her actions finally brought Fenghao back to his senses. He approached Qiong Ling 'er and carefully embraced her, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally break her. He said in an infatuated voice, "Ling' er, you're so beautiful. You're like a fairy that has descended to the mortal world. Being able to have you is my blessing that I've cultivated for several lifetimes …"
The most beautiful words were always the words of love. Joan Of Arc soon turned into a pool of spring water. She leaned weakly on Feng Hao and let him carry her to the bed.
Soon after, there were some breathes in the room that made people blush, which lasted for a long time …
… …
With Gongsun Jing's assistance, the takeover of the Tenth City did not encounter much resistance. Everything progressed very smoothly. Moreover, many races had come to the Tenth City to seek refuge with the human race.
Of course, most of these races had signed an alliance agreement with the Human Emperor's Estate.
It was very obvious that the battle prowess that Feng Hao had displayed in front of the Tenth City had basically spread. Moreover, the death of the Shaman Spirit Clan's Master God had caused quite a commotion.
Everyone knew exactly what the Master God's Body represented. It represented the peak power of the Hundred Races Continent, and now, it had self-destructed under the gaze of tens of thousands of people.
No one felt sorry for it. Instead, they were shocked by the sudden appearance of the Seventh Order human powerhouses.
In the Hundred Race Tower, reaching the Sixth Order on any floor was definitely the limit. It could be said that the Sixth Order represented the highest power in the Hundred Race Tower.
As for a rank seven existence, this meant that the physique he possessed was definitely extraordinary. Based on the records in the ancient books, only the Divine Master Bodies of the various peak races could achieve this.
Without a doubt, the three Type 7 powerhouses of the Human Race were most likely the three Divine Masters of the Human Race.
Anyone who understood the history of the human race's golden age knew this very well. Once the three Master Gods reached the peak, they would be able to sweep through the world.
Although many races were unwilling to accept this, Feng Hao and the others were already in the Hundred Race Tower. It was almost impossible to kill them.
The Shaman Spirit Clan's Master God was the best example. There was nothing that could stop them from reaching the peak.
Those races saw this and understood the human race's potential, which was why they all came to seek refuge. There were even many races that expressed their willingness to submit.
Everyone knew that it was extremely difficult to curry favor with the top ten races, especially to gain their trust. It was even harder than ascending to the heavens. However, the Human Race was in need of manpower now, and this was the best time to show off their abilities.
However, not all races were accepted. At the very least, the Human Emperor's Residence had Gongsun Jing as a gatekeeper. Only the elite races were selected, and their combat strength was top-notch.
Therefore, although Feng Hao did not do anything for the past few days, the Human Emperor's Residence's strength had increased exponentially. Now, even the Human Emperor's Residence could send out ten thousand soldiers.
This was the human race's capital to dominate.
Currently, many races had been cleared out of the Tenth City. Those that remained were the races that had submitted to the human race, and all resources were distributed reasonably.
In half a month's time, the Tenth City had taken on a new look. It had completely become a fortress for the Human Race Alliance, and any unstable factors would be removed. Currently, the elite forces of the three prefectures were no less than fifty thousand people. If one included those in the periphery, there would be no less than a hundred thousand.
This was an extremely impressive number, and it had already announced that the human race had reached its peak. At the very least, they were now one of the top ten races on the first level of the Hundred Clan Pagoda.
After Gongsun Jing and Dongfang Xuan arrived at the courtyard and reported some information about the Tenth City to Feng Hao, the smile on Feng Hao's face grew wider.
The cowardly human race had become a thing of the past. Since he had promised the Void God that he would strengthen the human race, it was not just empty words. Now, he had finally taken the first step.
"The next step is to snatch the Formation Eye."
Feng Hao did not plan to waste too much time on the first level, especially after he had seen the geniuses from Penglai. He felt a sense of urgency.
He knew very well how difficult it was for him to reach this step. However, these Heaven's Chosen had easily surpassed him. How could he dare to relax, how could he dare to be arrogant?
He believed that the geniuses from Penglai must have gone into closed-door cultivation after what he had done and grew rapidly. Therefore, he could not fall behind.
"The Mang Yan Clan?"
Gongsun Jing raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Yes."
Feng Hao nodded and his expression turned serious. "I wonder if Brother Gongsun Jing has any good suggestions."
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