The Hundred Races Ancient City was bustling because the day of splitting open the sky was about to arrive. At the same time, because the Hundred Races Grand Competition had been brought forward, all the clans began to make preparations. Many elites and senior members hurried over from the Hundred Races Continent, filling the Hundred Races Ancient City with experts.
However, the movements of the Hundred Races were limited to the Hundred Race Tower. Moreover, the Hundred Races Grand Competition would be held in a special space within the Hundred Race Tower.
Although the Penglai World did not have the strength to eradicate the Hundred Race Tower, the Hundred Races were still greatly suppressed. Although the city was still called the Ancient City of the Hundred Races, most of the area was under the control of a few forces from the Penglai World.
The era of the Hundred Races had long passed. Now, the main character of this world was the Penglai World. Moreover, in the eyes of the people of the Hundred Races Continent, the people of Penglai World were equivalent to emperors and gods. Every single one of them possessed extraordinary strength, which struck fear into their souls.
They had already forgotten that their ancestors once stood above the Penglai World.
…
During this period of time, the Left Protector of the Emperor's Residence, Dongfang Zheng, also hurried over from the Hundred Races Continent. After learning that Feng Hao had yet to return, he could not help but furrow his brows. He was rather worried about Feng Hao's safety.
After all, this was the Penglai World. Feng Hao was only at the Seventh Tribulation Realm, so it was extremely dangerous for him to travel outside.
Joan Of Arc and the others were worried about this, so they hurried out of the Hundred Race Tower.
Feng Hao did not tell them about his actions in the Penglai World, so they naturally did not know what Feng Hao had gone to do.
However, after hearing about the matter of the Longevity Realm, they knew that Feng Hao must have left the Hundred Race Tower because of it.
However, they did not know who informed Feng Hao.
"It was a close shave."
Xue Yan observed the sky and calculated for a while before she came to a conclusion. Xue Mo also nodded slightly, agreeing with her.
Only then did everyone heave a sigh of relief.
"Then why hasn't Brother Hao come back yet? Rumor has it that the Immortal Domain ceased to exist more than half a year ago."
Joan Of Arc asked with a slight frown.
"This …"
Xue Yan shook her head and said, "It's all because of all of you that I am able to tell good from bad. His whereabouts cannot be found in the astronomical phenomena … however, it is certain that he is currently not in any danger. I believe that since he has participated in the matter of the Longevity Region, he will definitely rush back before the day of splitting the sky."
"Doesn't that mean I'll miss the Hundred Races Grand Tournament before the Day of Creation?"
Long Yueguan slapped his forehead, stood up and shouted loudly.
After all, the Hundred Races Grand Competition had only been announced within the Hundred Races. The people of the Penglai World outside did not know about it at all. Therefore, if Feng Hao rushed back on the day of splitting open the sky, he would have missed the Hundred Races Grand Competition.
It only happened once in a hundred years. If he missed it, he would have to wait another hundred years.
Even Gongsun Jing could not help but slightly furrow his brows. However, he did not say anything. The room instantly fell into silence.
"I wonder what realm Brother Hao is in now …"
Joan Of Arc looked at the bustling street in the distance. After a long time, she mumbled to herself.
At this moment, everyone came to their senses.
That's right. Even if Feng Hao was here, what could he change? The Hundred Races Grand Competition was not held on the seventh floor of the Hundred Races Tower, but in a special space at the top. There, one's strength would not be restricted. If one did not have the strength of a peak Ninth Stage Saint, how could one compete?
Thinking about this, everyone felt relieved and didn't continue to struggle.
It wasn't easy to enter the top ten. If they couldn't intimidate a race, they would have to fight to the death.
The Human Race could be said to be riddled with holes and could not withstand such torment.
After all, although Feng Hao had the Void Martial Physique, he was not the Void God from before … He had not grown up yet.
Knock, knock …
At this moment, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Xue Luo glanced at the door and said.
"The person in charge, the investigation has been completed."
An ordinary-looking middle-aged man walked in and said respectfully.
"Speak."
Glancing at Dongfang Zheng, Xue Luo only spoke again after the latter nodded.
"More than eight months ago, after Feng Hao left the Hundred Races Tower, he entered Spring Wind Pavilion with a man and only came out half a day later. In the end, they left through the east gate. At that time, they were obstructed, but the man with him took care of them …"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man's eyes were filled with deep shock.
As an intelligence agent of the Human Emperor's Residence in Penglai, he naturally knew the basic qualifications to enter Spring Wind Pavilion.
However, Fenghao and the unknown man were actually able to enter. This meant that the identities of the two of them were extremely extraordinary. Moreover, according to some rumors, he even found out some things that caused even his soul to tremble.
"Spring Wind Pavilion."
When Joan Of Arc and the others heard this term, their expressions changed. After all, the term 'spring wind' would make anyone's imagination run wild.
Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing's pretty faces immediately sank, but their beautiful eyes revealed a hint of doubt. Based on their understanding of Feng Hao, he was definitely not that kind of person.
Xie Yandong and the others, on the other hand, revealed a hint of ambiguous expression.
"Hehe … Spring Wind Pavilion, that's a good place."
Long Yue Guan smacked his lips, his face full of yearning. He was just short of transforming into a beast.
It could be said that Spring Wind Pavilion was the holy land in every man's heart. Every man wanted to have a beauty in Spring Wind Pavilion. After all, it was a win-win situation where they could get both the beauty and the information they wanted.
"Cough cough …"
In order to restore Feng Hao's bright and great image, Dongfang Zheng coughed a few times to bring everyone back to their senses. Then, he directly asked the middle-aged man, "Have you investigated the identity of the man with Feng Hao?"
His question had undoubtedly hit the nail on the head. It was very likely that all the doubts would be solved by this mysterious man.
"There's only some news …"
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