Feng Hao's group stayed in a five-star hotel. As the temporary head of the Cheng family, Cheng Dong had a lot of connections with the secular world, so he quickly completed the check-in procedures.
Feng Hao and Little Qiuqiu had their own room, while the three members of the Cheng family also had their own rooms.
Not long after Feng Hao returned to his room, the doorbell rang. With a sweep of his divine will, the microchip lock on the room automatically opened.
Elder Cheng walked in with Cheng Cheng and Cheng Dong.
"Senior, this time you came to our Cheng Family. Is it because you already knew the purpose behind this Immortal Welcoming Assembly?" Elder Cheng cupped his hands in obeisance and asked.
Feng Hao sat on the sofa by the window and leaned against it. He looked at Elder Cheng and said, "Everything is just a guess. The experts from the Immortal World want to investigate the strength of the God Race behind your ancient cultivation clan so that they can deal with any unforeseen events."
Elder Cheng seemed to have guessed this as well. He smiled bitterly and said, "Although our Cheng family has the shadow of the God Realm behind us, we are not the tyrannical God Race …"
The experts from the Immortal World wanted to know the strength of the God Race behind the ancient cultivation clan, but Elder Cheng was not in the mood to find out.
This was because the Divine Wood clan behind the Cheng family had never conveyed their intention to invade Earth.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a wave of energy burst forth from Elder Cheng's body without warning. A circle of light that could be seen with the naked eye spread out from the surface of his body.
In an instant, Cheng Dong and Cheng Cheng's expressions changed drastically. Elder Cheng even sat cross-legged on the ground and looked down.
"What happened?" Feng Hao frowned.
"The Divine Wood clan conveyed their will to the elder …" Cheng Cheng said softly. Her beautiful eyes were filled with shock.
A look of curiosity appeared in Feng Hao's eyes as he pressed his right hand on Elder Cheng's head.
Cheng Dong wanted to stop him, but Cheng Cheng grabbed his hand and shook her head slightly.
As Feng Hao's palm touched Elder Cheng's head, Feng Hao immediately felt his divine sense drift from Earth to an unknown galaxy. Then, he appeared in the middle of a lush primitive forest.
This seemed to be a world of vegetation, and Feng Hao was on the crown of a huge tree.
"Senior, why are you here?"
There was a huge platform at the top of the tree, and Elder Cheng was kneeling piously on both knees. When he turned around and saw Feng Hao, he was so shocked that he was speechless.
This was the God World's Godwood Race. Whenever the Godwood Race transmitted their will, his divine sense would be directly pulled into this green world that existed in some unknown part of the universe.
"I came with your divine sense. Cheng Cheng told me that the Divine Wood Clan is going to transmit their will to you …"
Feng Hao's silhouette flickered and he appeared beside Patriarch Cheng. However, when Patriarch Cheng saw that Feng Hao was still standing, he was so frightened that his divine sense trembled. "Senior, this is the Divine Wood Race of the Divine World. Quickly kneel with me to welcome them."
"No need. No one in this world can force me, Feng Hao, to kneel!" Feng Hao said seriously.
"What an ambitious human brat …"
Hualala!
As the trees swayed in the wind, an ethereal voice rang out. Then, an old man in a white robe descended from the sky, his entire body bathed in green light.
A majestic life force filled the air.
The old man wore a divine crown made of grass and wood. He looked amiable and approachable, but in reality, he gave off the feeling that he was the lord of all living beings.
It was like a believer seeing Jesus.
And Patriarch Cheng was now like this, kneeling piously on the top of the tree, greeting the Master of the Divine Wood.
"Long time no see, Patriarch Cheng."
The white-robed old man was amiable. He raised his hand, and the spiritual body formed by Patriarch Cheng's divine sense stood up. His divine sense grew even stronger.
"I dare not disobey the summons of the Master …" Patriarch Cheng said softly.
"Haha, you are my spokesperson in the world, like my son." The Master of the Divine Wood chuckled.
Perhaps it was because Feng Hao's appearance was too unexpected, or because … Feng Hao's divine sense was completely different from Patriarch Cheng's. The Master of the Divine Wood stared at Feng Hao with a burning gaze, and the smile on his face grew wider.
"I didn't expect someone with your talent to appear in a lower plane. Brat, are you interested in becoming the Holy Son of my Divine Wood race?"
Behind the white-robed old man, there was a miracle of destruction and revival. Beneath his feet, there was a divine throne floating up and down. The majesty he exuded made it impossible for anyone to refuse.
But who was Feng Hao? Even though he was just a wisp of divine sense that had followed Patriarch Cheng here, without the restrictions of Earth's laws, the powerful life force of the Divine Wood race made this wisp of divine sense comparable to a ruler's.
"How can you call this emperor's name by a brat like you?" Feng Hao shouted in a deep voice.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the surrounding trees swayed unsteadily, all of them blooming towards Fenghao.
The miracle behind the Master of the Divine Wood was now showing signs of taking shape behind Feng Hao.
In an instant, Feng Hao had surpassed the Master of the Divine Wood?
"You cultivate the Divine Armament Manual?" The Master of the Divine Wood was stunned. His expression suddenly became one of fear and trepidation.
The Master of the Divine Wood landed on the crown of the tree, suppressing the throbbing in his heart. He bowed towards Feng Hao and said, "The descendant of the Divine Wood race's Shennong greets the Holy Lord."
Holy Lord?
Not only was Clan Elder Cheng stunned for a moment, even Fenghao was confused.
It was true that he cultivated the Divine Armament Manual. When he first entered the martial path, it was Elder Fen who bestowed it to him. That was how he became a respected apothecary.
But the Master of the Divine Wood race in the universe world had seen his control over the Divine Wood world and concluded that he cultivated the Divine Armament Manual.
He even … called him Holy Lord.
"How do you know that I cultivate the Divine Armament Manual? And what's going on with this Holy Lord?"
The sudden change caught Feng Hao off guard. Could it be that the Divine Wood race was related to the Shennong race in the Great Thousand Worlds?
After all, the Shennong Medicine Manual was created by the Shennong race. It could cure all kinds of diseases and detoxify all kinds of poisons. It also had endless vitality.
The Master of the Divine Wood said solemnly, "Holy Lord, you actually gained the recognition of all things in the Divine Wood world. This is something that only the descendants of the Shennong race can do, and my Divine Wood race is a branch of the Shennong race …"
"It is rumored that in a distant era, in another world, there was a Shennong race …"
The Master of the Divine Wood began to talk nonsense. He was mostly talking about the Shennong race in the Great Thousand Worlds.
Fenghao had also figured out what was going on. Someone from the Divine Farmer Clan had come to Divine Tree Star by chance, and he had cultivated all the plants here to become spirits. He had also been bestowed with the incomplete Divine Farmer Medicine Book.
And this member of the Shennong race in the Great Thousand Worlds, in order to prevent his people from finding this place in the future, had set up an ancestral teaching …
The person who cultivated the Divine Armament Manual would be the Divine Wood Holy Lord, and the whole race would support him.
After the Master of the Divine Wood finished speaking, he stared at Feng Hao with a fervent gaze. Patriarch Cheng's head was buzzing, and he wondered if he was dreaming.
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