Chapter 1880
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In reality, all the representatives knew that Yun Qingshan's appearance here and befriending Feng Hao was definitely the idea of the entire Azure Feather race. Otherwise, Yun Qingshan would never have appeared here.
"Looks like even the Azure Feather race thinks highly of Feng Hao and the human race …" The representatives of many races sighed inside.
Even in the ancient times, when the three Divine Lords of the human race had risen to prominence, the human race had never been so powerful. Now, it seemed like no other race could suppress Feng Hao on the surface.
He truly deserved the title of sovereign of the young generation.
If Feng Hao truly matured, perhaps he would be able to change the current situation on the Hundred Race Continent.
Although Feng Hao had once said that he had no intention of invading other races, there were many things that could not be controlled by a single person in this era. Perhaps some things were already destined from the very beginning.
… …
However, no matter what the Azure Feather race's intentions were, Feng Hao was filled with gratitude towards Yun Qingshan, who had once helped him in his most difficult times.
If Yun Qingshan had not personally come to the human city back then, he, Yan Qing, and Joan Of Arc definitely would not have been able to get together so easily, let alone the matter of the Origin World.
"I never thought that brother Feng would already have such accomplishments in the short time we parted …" Yun Qingshan sighed emotionally when he thought about how today was Feng Hao's appointment ceremony.
The ten elders of the Hundred Race Tower could be said to be the ten great experts of the top ten races. They represented the greatest power of the Hundred Race Continent.
However, Feng Hao was still a young man who had not even reached a hundred years of age.
A hundred years on the path of cultivation was nothing more than the time it took for many people to enter seclusion. However, Feng Hao had already grown from someone who had nothing to an unimaginable level.
"Brother Yun is too kind."
Feng Hao rubbed his nose and shook his head with a faint bitter smile.
The reason why he wanted to become an elder was because he wanted to know more secrets.
The Hundred Race Tower could be said to be the most ancient organisation in the world. The protector clan of the Hundred Race Tower was also the most ancient clan in the world. Various things that had happened over the years were recorded in some of the ancient texts of the Hundred Race Tower.
This was a priceless treasure.
Feng Hao believed that he would be able to answer many of the questions in his heart from those ancient books.
What was going on in the Dark Age …
Just where did the ancient gods go?
Most importantly, he wanted to find the materials to reconstruct his body.
Elder Fen had always been guiding him. Although Elder Fen was sometimes unreliable, everything the old man did was for his own good.
This was something that Fenghao was very clear about.
The other person was Feng Shuiyue.
The woman who had died for him was an eternal pain in his heart.
Back then, if Feng Shuiyue had not risked her life to save him, the one who would have died would have been Feng Hao.
One of the conditions to reconstruct his body was the Five-colored Divine Mud. He had no idea how to obtain such a divine item. Now, he wanted to find records of such a divine item in the ancient texts of the Hundred Race Tower.
Moreover, he also wanted to know what kind of existences the Xuan Dao Valley and the Ling Xiao Peak were.
Almost no one knew the origins of the two overlord organisations in the Penglai world. It seemed that these two overlords had stood at the peak of the world since before the Ancient Age of Legends, and no other organisation could surpass them.
It was obvious that Penglai had not risen in power during that period. Just how did these two organisations come about …
These were the reasons why Feng Hao had to become an elder of the Hundred Race Tower.
"Crack."
As a clear sound rang out, the discussions and commotion in the arena slowly came to a halt.
Feng Hao and Yun Qingshan also stopped talking and shifted their gazes to the opened stone door on the left of the hall.
Not long after, three figures slowly walked out from behind the stone door …
Almost at the same time, everyone's gazes landed on the elderly figure walking in the middle.
"Tower Lord."
His respectful voice reverberated in the hall.
Everyone was in awe of this old man with unfathomable cultivation. Moreover, as one of the top clans on the Hundred Race Continent, they knew very well that the reason why the Penglai world had not invaded the Hundred Race Continent was definitely because of the Guardian Clan.
Compared to the Penglai world, the Hundred Race Continent was relatively barren. However, it was still a piece of meat, so there would naturally be wolves eyeing it.
The old man's gaze was like an ancient well, without the slightest ripple as it indifferently swept past everyone present. When his gaze swept past Feng Hao, it paused as ripples appeared in his eyes.
This young man had given him too many surprises. He had actually defeated the Heavenly Kun Divine Body, Feng Hao. This meant that Feng Hao's potential had already surpassed the Divine Master Body.
There had never been such a talented person in the history of the Hundred Race Continent.
Only when he arrived before the three statues did the old man withdraw his gaze and put on a sincere expression. Then, he respectfully knelt towards the three statues.
Swish swish swish …
As he knelt, everyone in the hall knelt down as well.
After kneeling down with everyone, Feng Hao paid attention to the three statues before him.
Although it was his first time seeing them, his intuition told him that the three statues in front of him were definitely the three great ancient gods of this world.
This made his heart tremble.
As the world's most ancient clan, the Guardian Clan would never believe in or worship something that didn't exist. This meant that the three ancient gods had truly existed.
The three large statues were constructed from an unknown material. They faintly emitted a weak glow and emitted a soul-stirring aura. Even Fenghao felt an oppressive feeling as if a mountain was pressing down on him when he lifted his head to look at the faces of the three statues.
"It's just three statues, but they're already so powerful …"
A smear of shock appeared in Feng Hao's eyes as sweat slowly rolled down his forehead. Only when he stopped raising his head did the pressure on his shoulders disappear.
"This is too terrifying. The ancestor who constructed these three statues was definitely an almighty figure …"
Feng Hao felt somewhat regretful that he couldn't see the true appearance of the three ancient gods. However, even if he couldn't see their faces, he still felt a sense of familiarity when he saw the statue of Nuwa on the right.
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