Feng Hao had seen the foggy Earth on the ancient starry sky path, and he had always felt that the extra area wasn't that big.
However, it wasn't until he was teleported to the depths of the foggy Earth that he realized that the extra area was huge …
He didn't know whether his Divine Telekinesis couldn't reach the end or if it was suppressed. Anyway, this area in the foggy Earth was very mysterious.
Feng Hao wondered if he should stay inside and observe, or leave this place and return to the dojo.
If he didn't return, he wouldn't know the situation outside and how much time had passed on Earth.
Feng Hao thought for a while and decided to leave this place temporarily. He would return to the dojo first and make a decision later.
At that moment, Fenghao didn't stay any longer. He flashed towards the world outside the fog.
...
When Feng Hao broke through the barrier of the foggy world and appeared in the real city, it was already three days later.
Feng Hao flew continuously in the foggy world for three days and two nights before he finally left.
Then, without any hesitation, he turned into a beam of light and dashed toward the Spiritual Land Dojo …
On the 6th of March, Feng Hao returned to Earth from Asgard. Most cities in Huaxia were covered in rain.
Naturally, no one noticed Feng Hao, who flew across the sky above several cities.
In this spiritual land, the sun was bright and beautiful. Ancient buildings that contained the profound meaning of array formations rose from the ground.
Under the joint efforts of the government and various cultivation forces, cultivators who had reached a certain level had completed their registration.
All the cultivators who had reached a certain level of cultivation had already completed their registration. All the major sects and forces had also been assigned cave dwellings for cultivation in the spiritual land.
Of course, those who could obtain a cave abode for cultivation had to have reached a certain level of strength. Those who were too weak naturally couldn't get it.
Most ancient cultivators could only get a piece of land with a few standard houses.
If they wanted better houses, they could only go out to fight against ancient living beings. As long as they managed to occupy a territory, the Dragon Soul Alliance would give them a construction team for free, which could build a blessed abode within half a month.
They would also give the Primordial Lord of Heaven's Spirit Gathering Immortal Array.
The benefits were generous, but none of the ancient cultivators dared to go. On the other hand, the Asura Dojo and other famous dojos in Huaxia killed a few ancient living beings.
They had seized a lot of territory.
For this reason, the Huaxia government, led by the Dragon Soul Alliance, and Feng Hao's dojo, provided the infrastructure and the Spirit Gathering Immortal Array.
As a result, many cultivation forces in the Spiritual Land began to cultivate crazily in order to obtain resources. All of this was so that one day, they could sweep through the living beings in the Spiritual Land …
All the territories belonged to them, all of them belonged to them …
Feng Hao's dojo was like a celestial palace, making all the major cultivation forces envious.
Compared to Feng Hao's training hall, their training hall was like a slum for the poor and wealthy.
What surprised them even more was that there was a group of gods in Feng Hao's dojo who looked like foreigners.
In the words of Yan Qi, the guardian of the dojo, these gods were all True Gods, Greek Gods from Mount Olympus.
For this reason, all the major Chinese media outlets were also reporting on this matter …
On the other hand, the people in Greece were extremely upset. Their legendary figure had actually thrown himself into the arms of a Chinese dojo …
The more their hearts ached, the more their protests were.
During the time when Feng Hao left the dojo with Tyr, the core figures in the dojo, such as the Bull Demon King and Sun Wukong, couldn't help but miss Feng Hao.
The Bull Demon King also stopped live streaming. Anything that reached its peak would become a little boring.
In fact … the Bull Demon King was worried that Little Ball and Little Black would secretly play tricks on him again, so he didn't have the mood to live stream.
Recently, he had been cultivating with the Holy War King, Sun Wukong.
On a floating immortal island, the Bull Demon King stared at Sun Wukong, who was meditating on the ground and said, "Brother Monkey, when will the Wind Emperor return? It's been a few months … "
Sun Wukong opened his eyes and looked at the Bull Demon King. He frowned and said, "Don't call me Brother Monkey …"
The Bull Demon King chuckled and said, "Brother Sun?"
Sun Wukong snorted lightly.
He already had a lover now. Gu Suqin's cultivation had increased greatly, and she had long become a Saint-level existence.
She was equivalent to a half-step Emperor.
This was the benefit of dual cultivation …
If Gu Suqin hadn't left the dojo with Prometheus recently, Sun Wukong wouldn't have let the Bull Demon King come over to cultivate with him.
Sun Wukong also had a headache about the Bull Demon King's problem.
He didn't know how long Feng Hao would stay with the God of War Tyr, but as his cultivation increased, he could vaguely feel the strangeness of the ground under his feet.
He felt that the ground was emitting a special kind of fluctuation every minute and every second. But looking at the news, websites, and forums all over Huaxia, no one mentioned that there was a strange phenomenon.
But that kind of fluctuation did exist.
Sun Wukong was very puzzled. He felt that perhaps he could only find out when Feng Hao returned.
But a few months had passed, and there was no news about Feng Hao.
"It should be soon …" Sun Wukong said.
The Bull Demon King rolled his eyes at Sun Wukong and said, "Haha!"
However, at this moment, a bell suddenly rang in the dojo. Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King stood up together, their eyes shining.
Their figures directly swept down from the immortal island.
"The Wind Emperor is back!"
At the same time, Protector Yan Qi said into the microphone in the dojo. Yan Qi's voice sounded from the loudspeakers hanging on the floating islands.
For a moment, the entire dojo was in an uproar.
The Wind Emperor, who had disappeared for several months, had finally returned?
Many of the disciples of the dojo suddenly had a feeling that their emperor was back.
As soon as Feng Hao entered the dojo, he heard Yan Qi's voice from the loudspeaker. He frowned …
Why did it sound like he had entered a village?
It was just like how a few loudspeakers were installed on the telephone poles in the countryside.
"The Wind Emperor!"
"The Wind Emperor!"
"…"
The Primeval Lord of Heaven, Sun Wukong, the Bull Demon King, Yan Qi, the Dragon Jing, the Qin Emperor, Yang Jian, and other core members of the dojo all gathered.
The Divine King Zeus, the Queen of Heaven, Hera, and the other gods also came to welcome him.
Although they were reluctant, if they didn't come, the Primeval Lord of Heaven would make things difficult for them …
They knew too well how important Feng Hao was to these people. If they didn't give him enough face, they would have to be careful when they walked at night.
Seeing everyone's happy expressions, Feng Hao vaguely felt that … he might be gone for a long time.
Feng Hao said, "I've been gone for a long time, right?"
The Primeval Lord of Heaven smiled bitterly. "Very long. You left in July last year, and now it's March …"
Fenghao froze for a moment. The passage of time in Asgard was indeed slow.
But this made Feng Hao sigh in relief.
Fortunately, only a few years had passed. Otherwise, he wasn't sure what Earth would have become.
When Feng Hao learned that the Dragon Soul Alliance was progressing smoothly, that ordinary people were separated from cultivators, and that the Dragon Division had set up arrest offices in major cities to arrest evil cultivators and martial artists …
Fenghao was extremely satisfied with this.
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