The Hundred Races Ancient City was the very center of the Penglai World, as well as the place where the first sovereign was born. It could be said to have gathered all the spiritual energy in the world.
However, this piece of land had been taken over by the Hundred Races.
Many of the Penglai World's forces were dissatisfied with this. Some peak forces even wanted to expel the Hundred Races and take over the land for themselves.
However, they all failed.
In fact, throughout the ages, there had never been a single person or power that had succeeded in doing so.
What the Penglai World's forces could not understand was that the two powerhouses did not seem to care about this at all. They had no idea if it was because they looked down on the land or because of some other reason.
All in all, the two powerhouses never seemed to have any intentions of taking over the Hundred Races Ancient City.
Even now, there were still forces that challenged the Hundred Races. However, they were all second-rate and third-rate forces that wanted to show off.
As long as it was a force that had survived from ancient times, they would not have any thoughts of taking over the Hundred Races Ancient City. This was because they knew that a group of extremely terrifying people existed within the Hundred Races Tower.
At this moment, the Hundred Races Ancient City was filled with people. It was bustling with activity like a black ocean. At a glance, there were probably millions of people.
It was not just within the city. Within a hundred kilometers of the city, there were people and camps everywhere.
In the morning, when the sky was just beginning to turn blue, everyone's gazes were focused on the ancient city.
There was an ancient altar there. Even after countless years of trials and tribulations, this altar still remained in perfect condition. Every time the heavens were opened, there would be many people and forces coming here to worship the heavens and earth.
Many people believed that this was the very center of the world, as well as the starting point of the world. At the same time, because it was the birthplace of the first sovereign, it was filled with many mysteries.
He appeared with a multicolored light, as if he was an immortal. From the day he was born, he was invincible, suppressing an entire generation. In the end, he mysteriously disappeared into the endless passage of time. No one knew if he was dead or alive.
Even now, there were still many people who believed that the sovereign came from the Immortals' World. He did not die and had only returned to the Immortals' World.
…
Whoosh …
With a flash of resplendent light, Feng Hao appeared on the teleportation formation in the Hundred Race Tower alone.
Due to the great increase in strength, it only took him half a day to prepare all the Spiritual Cores that Joan Of Arc and the others needed. Now, they had entered seclusion.
"It's about to start."
Feng Hao's expression turned solemn as he listened to the bustling noise outside.
He did not return to the courtyard of the Emperor's residence. Instead, he walked out of the Hundred Race Tower and arrived at the extremely crowded street.
The wide street was already packed to the point where not even a drop of water could trickle through. The people outside were all surprised to see Fenghao walk out of the Hundred Clan Tower's area.
After all, to them, the Hundred Races represented cowardice.
Although each of the major races had a certain foundation, they had been fighting each other for many years, causing them to weaken and grow. They had tried every possible way to kill off some of the talented seedlings in the other camp. As a result, the number of peerless experts who could truly grow up were few and far between.
Today, the Hundred Races could no longer compete with the forces of the Penglai World. In the Penglai World, even if they came across a first-rate force, they would take a detour. They did not dare to offend them.
Otherwise, it would bring about a catastrophic crisis to the races.
Fortunately, in the eyes of the people of the Penglai World, the Hundred Race Continent was too barren. As a result, no one went to the Hundred Race Continent to do whatever they wanted.
It was just like how a large clan in a large city would never fight over something with a poor little village.
That would make them feel that it was beneath them.
As a result, many people's expressions became rather strange when they saw Feng Hao walk out of the Hundred Race Tower.
"Oh, I couldn't tell. Even the people of the Hundred Race Continent want to fight for the soul orb. I wonder who gave him the courage."
"What an ignorant person. Does he still think he's on the Hundred Race Continent? He doesn't know what's good for him. I think we should disqualify the people of the Hundred Race Continent from participating. Letting them participate is just a waste of time."
"In the past, I heard people say that the people of the Hundred Race Continent are all very arrogant. I didn't believe it, but it looks like it really is the case now …"
Various kinds of mockery and ridicule constantly rang out, causing Feng Hao to frown uncontrollably. His gaze also became as cold as ice.
He looked around and a faint presence radiated out. The people nearby could not help but shiver as they stared at him in shock.
Afterwards, Feng Hao did not plan on bickering with them one by one. He paid no attention to their surprised and shocked gazes. A faint pressure radiated from his body as he pushed his way through the crowd and slowly made his way to the altar.
Along the way, as long as it was someone in front of him, they would be pushed aside by an invisible force. Although this was rude, after feeling the force pushing them away, they still obediently let Fenghao pass.
Fortunately, the region of the Hundred Clans Tower was not far from the altar. Therefore, Fenghao did not have to spend much effort to get close to the altar.
He arrived at the back of the Hundred Race Tower, where an altar that could rival the Hundred Race Tower stood. It radiated with an ancient presence, causing Feng Hao's heart to tremble.
On this ancient altar, he felt a special aura. Although it was very faint, it was enough to shock people's hearts. It was just a slight feeling, but Fenghao actually felt a suffocating pressure, as if a mountain was pressing down on his heart. It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
People would come here to worship on the day of the opening of the heavens. Past sovereigns had even come here before, so there would naturally be some spiritual aura.
After such a long time, the ancient altar had accumulated even more spiritual aura. Although it could not be said to have gained sentience, it was definitely no longer a simple stone structure.
At this moment, the plaza below the altar was clearly divided. Every single peak force had occupied a space, and no one dared to occupy the empty space.
That was because the plaza around the altar had long been divided up by the various peak forces. Every year on the day of the opening of the heavens, the peak forces would still send people over even though no one would appear.
That was because on the day of the opening of the heavens, the altar would reveal a miracle that would bring certain benefits to people.
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