The top floor of the Black Tower was decorated with a scholarly atmosphere. The bookshelves on both sides of the walls were densely packed with books and handwritten notes. The fragrance of sandalwood wafted over, calming the mood of anyone who entered this place.
"Take a seat. There aren't many rules in the academy. What we pursue is freedom." The Scholar casually found a place to sit and smiled as he beckoned Feng Hao to take a seat as well. As the fragrance of tea lingered in the air, everyone chatted and laughed.
What made Feng Hao feel at ease was that the experts of the academy did not have any prejudice against him because he was the Xu Wu in the prophecy. They were like old friends, chatting and laughing. Of course, the sound of Wu Heng's voice still gave him goosebumps all over his body.
"That's right. Brother Feng, I've heard from Wuliang that you're not from the True Martial Continent." Wu Hen's gaze fell onto Fenghao's body, as a divine glint flickered within his eyes. Clearly, he was very interested in Fenghao's background. Upon hearing Wu Hen's question, the others also stopped their chatting. Evidently, they also had the same thoughts.
"Haha, since everyone is interested in where I am, I might as well tell you about it." Feng Hao also smiled. He had lost his memories in the past and had completely forgotten his past. However, he had recovered his memories with the help of the Spiritual Bead during his trip to the ruins.
"The place I'm in is a world where experts soar into the clouds. Hundreds of races stand in great numbers and heroes coexist. Every day, legends are born and fall." Fenghao gradually explained a few things about the Penglai World and the Hundred Races Continent.
These matters were incomparably fresh to everyone in the academy. Even the Scholar revealed an expression of yearning. After all, everyone in the Martial Realm loved to fight, even the experts of the academy.
"Are there really as many Saint level lackeys as there are dogs?" Wuliang coldly sucked in a breath of air. The outside world was actually so powerful that it had completely exceeded his imagination.
"Once you reach a certain level, you will naturally discover that there is no path in this world. There is always someone better out there, and there is always someone better out there." Feng Hao said with a smile. Although the number of Sage level experts in the outside world couldn't be described as numerous as dogs, there were still enough of them. At the very least, there were several times more of them than in the True Martial Continent.
"Brother Feng, forgive me for taking the liberty to ask you a question." The Sage of Calligrapher's facial expression became much more dignified, and his line of sight fell on Feng Hao.
"Feel free to speak your mind."
"Is there a Great Sovereign in the world that Brother Feng is in?" The Calligrapher looked solemn. It was obvious that he attached great importance to this question.
Feng Hao pondered for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said, "No, the Heaven and Earth outside has undergone changes. Even if there are some Ancient Gods or even Supremes left behind, due to the limitations of the Heaven and Earth, they are unable to display their corresponding strength. Most of them can only display the strength of a Half-step Great Emperor. Unless someone is able to defy the heavens and become a Great Emperor, then they can break through the shackles of the Heaven and Earth. Those Supremes or even Ancient Gods can also display the corresponding strength."
"Ancient Gods, Supremes, there are actually such tyrannical existences in the outside world." After listening to Fenghao's narration, not a single person in the Academy didn't have a change in expression. How powerful were Supremes and Ancient Gods? In the records of their ancestors, they had once mentioned that they were existences that surpassed the Great Emperor realm.
"Of course there are. However, due to the changes of the Heaven and Earth, even if there are, they can only display the strength of a Half-step Great Emperor." Feng Hao's voice was a little solemn. He recalled that the small ball was one of these existences. If someone could become a Great Emperor and break through the shackles of the Heaven and Earth, then the small ball would be able to display its true strength.
"It seems that if one wants to go to the outside world, he or she must be at least a Half-step Great Emperor. It is also quite dangerous." The Sage of Calligrapher sighed and shook his head. In the True Martial Continent, the Sage level was already the pinnacle of experts, and there were only two Half-step Great Emperors. However, in the world where Feng Hao came from, it was a little insufficient.
"Haha, Senior Calligrapher, you don't have to be like this. You should know that with your cultivation, you can break through to the Great Emperor Realm at any time. In the entire Penglai World, there are not many people who can be compared to you. However, there are some races and pinnacle forces that more or less have a strong foundation. That is quite terrifying." Feng Hao also let out a long sigh. If the Human Race had a strong enough foundation, the incident that day would not have happened.
The mere Savage Flame Tribe and the Sorcerer Spirit Tribe actually looked down on the Human Race because the Human Race did not have a strong enough foundation.
"By the way, Brother Feng, in the Penglai World, are there any so-called pinnacle forces?" The Sage of Calligrapher suddenly asked because he remembered the records of his ancestors. He remembered that the Academy came from a certain force in the Penglai World.
"There are." Feng Hao answered straightforwardly, "Xuan Dao Valley and Ling Xiao Peak are two giant forces that have existed for countless years. They are similar to the Academy and the Taoist Temple."
However, when Feng Hao said this himself, he was stunned. Xuan Dao Valley, Ling Xiao Peak, Taoist Temple, Academy, could there be a connection between them?
At this moment, the Sage of Calligrapher's body trembled and he murmured, "Ling Xiao Peak, then there is no mistaking it. The supreme expert who founded the Academy was called Ling Xiao.
"You mean, the Academy is the successor of Ling Xiao Peak?" Fenghao was also slightly astonished. This was too shocking. Could it be that the True Martial Continent was established by these two overlord forces in the past?
"It should be correct." The Sage of Calligrapher's face gradually revealed a touch of excitement. He said, "Then who is Huangfu Wushuang who came with you? Why is she with the Taoist Temple?"
Feng Hao's expression became very strange. He slowly said, "Because she is the current successor of Xuan Dao Valley."
"Haha, that's right. She is the successor of Xuan Dao Valley and should know something about the past. Even if she found the Taoist Temple, she can still be considered a descendant of Xuan Dao Valley." The Sage of Calligrapher laughed.
"No wonder that woman insisted on going to the Taoist Temple and even dragged you there. Now it seems that she is very scheming," Wuliang said in astonishment. Wuliang spoke with astonishment as well, and he sighed endlessly when he recalled the scene that occurred in the Dao Territory that day. If Fenghao had followed Huangfu Wushuang to the Daoist temple that day, then he would probably have died a long time ago without even knowing what had happened.
Feng Hao's face was also filled with astonishment. This Academy was actually the successor of Ling Xiao Peak. He thought of Le Xin and wondered how she was doing.
"It seems that this is the will of the heavens. No wonder your style is so similar to Ling Xiao Peak. There is such a hidden story." Feng Hao also sighed.
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