The Martial God Sect only had three places to compete for the first-grade Mortal Saint opportunity in the Lost City, but there were a hundred places in the periphery.
No matter what, this was the hope for the Martial God Sect to rise again. Therefore, the Sect Master of the Martial God Sect had decided to personally escort the hundred disciples.
The hope of the sect should be treated well!
"Sect Master, is there anyone in the Lin Zhou who has attained the Sage Physique?"
While they were waiting, the First Elder suddenly asked a question that stumped the Martial God Sect's Sect Leader.
Because there was no such precedent in the Lin Zhou, so there was no trace to follow.
How would he know?
"I … don't think so!"
The Sect Leader of the Martial God Sect said with a stern expression, as if he had come up with the answer after careful consideration.
"…"
The First Elder was silent for a while, then he couldn't help but ask, "But Feng Hao, the Foreign Elder who destroyed the Heart Refining Forest, has no cultivation in his body, but his right hand … is comparable to the second-grade Wu Huang's power. Does that mean he is a first-grade Mortal Saint? Does that count as attaining the Sage Physique? "
The Sect Master: "…"
"Sect Master?"
Seeing that the Sect Master did not speak, the First Elder thought that the Sect Master did not hear, so he couldn't help but call out.
"Shut up, Feng Hao can't be reasoned with!"
The Sect Master felt that the First Elder was out of his mind. The Sect Master was unwilling to answer because as a Sect Master, he had to speak less when he was faced with uncertainties.
The purpose of remaining silent was to make it seem more pretentious.
It was better to speak less than to say the wrong thing.
The First Elder tactfully shut his mouth, but he really wanted to know if attaining the Sage Physique existed.
If it did, then the Foreign Elder Feng was definitely the first person to do so.
And he … was the second person.
Because he also cultivated his body, but because there was no precedent of attaining the Sage Physique, he felt very confused.
But the power that Feng Hao displayed a few days ago made him feel that Wu Huang was about to break through to the first-grade.
…
At the same time, Feng Hao appeared at the mountain gate with Yang Jian and the big black dog.
Then, the other elders and disciples of the Martial God Sect also gathered at the mountain gate. There were a total of one hundred people.
There were both inner and outer sect disciples.
But most of them were definitely the elites of the elites.
Of course, apart from Elder Xuan Tianji's newly accepted disciple, Yang Jian, this fellow was a special case. At most, his cultivation was at the sixth level.
"Is everyone here?"
The divine sense of the Martial God Sect's sect master swept over everyone, and there were exactly 100 of them. The extra aura naturally belonged to the large black dog.
"What are you doing with a dog?"
The Sect Leader of the Martial God Sect stared at Yang Jian with a frown.
This big black dog looked like a member of the Lin Zhou race. It was very delicious … no, very fierce.
"Sect Master, he is my companion. With him, I will have confidence in this opportunity." Yang Jian said seriously.
There was no fear in his eyes.
Feng Hao was a god-like existence. Not to mention the Martial God Sect's Sect Master, even Lin Zhou's Heavenly Emperor was here.
Let's see if I can make him afraid …
Of course, it was impossible for him to be afraid once. He had to be afraid at least a dozen times.
"This dog is so delicious …"
The Martial God Sect's Sect Leader realized that he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't know how to change his mind.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
Woof woof!
The large black dog bared its teeth. After all … it was a Howling Celestial Hound of the Heavenly Court, and at its peak, it could fight ten Martial God Sect's Sect Leaders.
"Ahem, don't mind these details … Let's go!"
The Martial God Sect's Sect Leader coughed lightly, but didn't explain anything.
He wanted to eat dog meat. How could Yang Jian refuse him?
Therefore, there was no need to explain.
Feng Hao didn't intervene, and just looked at the scenery by himself. To him, the trip to Lin Zhou was just a journey.
Many things would happen during the journey.
But to him, these things were all within his control.
Because he was the Master of Da Qian, and also a Dao Ancestor …
The Great Xia's Lost City was located in the north. It used to be the capital of the Great Xia.
It had a population of more than 100 million, and the imperial palace was located here. Later, because of one person, the Great Xia chose a new place to be the imperial city.
At this point, the original Imperial City had become a lost city.
And this time, the opportunity of a Grade One Mortal Saint was born in the Lost City. Until now, it had attracted more than ten sects' Grade Two experts, including the disciples who participated in the outer competition, to come.
The Great Xia's Human Emperor sent out a total of 18 Dragon Talismans, representing 18 sects and 54 Grade Two Wu Huang experts.
1,800 Grade Four Martial Ancestor disciples.
The Lost City was still prosperous, but in a certain place, it had become a ruin.
That was where the imperial city was located.
In the past, the ruin was a forbidden area, and no one could enter it. Even Grade Two Wu Huang experts would have a hard time.
But now, it was different. The ruin would shoot out rays of light from time to time, and auspicious signs began to appear in the sky above the Lost City.
It was a sign that a Martial Saint was about to be born.
The Martial God Sect's Sect Leader, the Great Elder, and the Second Elder led a hundred disciples into the Lost City. The first thing they did was to go to the inn closest to the imperial city ruins.
Of course, the closer they were to the imperial city ruins, the scarier the prices were. So, other than the Martial God Sect's Sect Leader and the two Elders, the other disciples stayed in small inns far away.
There was still some time before the opening of the ruins, and it seemed to be waiting for the 18 sects to gather.
When the last sect arrived at the Lost City, the sky above the city suddenly burst with rays of light.
It was an auspicious sign.
The experts of the various sects cheered in my direction. This represented the birth of a Tier 1 Mortal Saint's opportunity.
Once they obtained it, they would immediately become a Grade One Mortal Saint.
From then on, the sects would be able to command this part of the world, and no one could compete with them.
Rumble!
At a certain moment, a deafening sound came from the direction of the imperial city ruins, as if a dusty ruin had opened a forgotten city gate.
The experts of the 18 sects gathered outside the imperial city ruins.
Xiao Chen personally saw a huge palace gate in the rubble slowly opening, and an ancient aura immediately assaulted him.
But for the experts of the major sects, this was the smell of a Mortal Saint's opportunity. So, without waiting for anyone to give the order, almost the moment the city ruins opened, 54 Grade Two experts rushed in.
More than one thousand eight hundred sect disciples rushed over like a torrent.
At the same time, in the midst of everyone's exclamations, a figure in the crowd turned into a bolt of lightning and directly entered the palace gate of the ruins.
Yang Jian looked at Feng Hao, who had disappeared beside him, and knew that he had entered the ruins of the Lost City.
Thinking about it, would the Wind Emperor play house with them on the periphery?
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