The multicolored mask covered her peerless face. Multicolored light flowed around her. Paired with a pair of limpid eyes, there was a different kind of charm. The Wind Phoenix walked forward with a slender and graceful figure.
"Greetings, Brother Ye." She spoke calmly, but her eyes no longer had the arrogance of the past. She had put away all of her pride.
Ye Fan returned the greeting. He didn't hate the past. In the past, the princess of the Wind Clan was as proud as a little phoenix. She held her head high and didn't spare anyone a glance. Her style and attitude were related to the environment she grew up in.
The Saint Lord of the Wind Clan sighed inside. They could have been very close to Ye Fan. In the next ten thousand years, the entire Eastern Wasteland and the world would belong to them and be branded with the Wind Clan's brand. But now, it was too late to say anything.
This was a place where good and bad people mixed together. Naturally, there were all kinds of people. Many people and ancients stopped to watch, and many people were discussing in low voices.
"This is the Wind Clan's princess, a pearl of the Eastern Wasteland. She was found to have rare talents since she was young, and her cultivation speed was extremely fast. However, she was too arrogant and looked down on all men. She made a wrong decision in the past. "
"You're talking about the matter of her rejecting the marriage alliance, right? Otherwise, a great completion saint physique would be tied to the Wind Clan's war chariot."
"Now, Ye Fan has caught up and is on par with the ancient emperor's son. His future is glorious, and no one can stop him. Although she is a genius, she is still a bit lacking."
…
The Wind Phoenix heard these discussions and clenched her fists. Her slender and smooth fingers were a bit white, but in the end, she sighed and was filled with a sense of helplessness.
Now, who in the same generation could compete with Ye Fan? Only the ancient emperor's son was undefeatable. He had long since stood at the peak of the younger generation.
This time, only people like Ye Fan, the Sacred Prince, the Divine Silkworm Daoist, the Celestial Prince, and Huang Xudao were qualified to enter the Central Plains' ancestral shrine. This was the recognition of the world and was on par with the ruler of the divine dynasty.
As for the other people of their generation, no matter how talented or talented they were, they had to carve out a bloody path for themselves and compete for the qualifications to enter. Phoenix was no exception.
It had only been a dozen or so years, but Ye Fan was already able to stand on equal footing with all the Saint Masters. No matter where he was, he was already on equal footing, and seniority was not a problem at all.
Moreover, this was only a change in status. In terms of cultivation, even the Saint Lords would have to lower their heads. This was a height that was difficult for people of the same generation to reach.
The Wind Phoenix felt a wave of bitterness. When did this type of change happen? Even her grandfather, a great lord of a generation, had to walk side by side with Ye Fan. Even his words became much more careful, and he no longer acted high and mighty. This was a powerful blow to her.
"Can we use so much Yama soil?" Ye Fan turned around and asked Duan De.
Fatty Duan was the same as the large black dog. Once he saw something good, he couldn't move. It was very difficult to make him spit it out when it was in his hands. He shook his head repeatedly and said it was barely enough.
When Ye Fan heard this, he knew that there was definitely a lot of it that couldn't be used up. This shameless bastard wanted to stuff his pockets and hide it for future use. Immediately, he broke off a small piece and handed it to the Wind Tribe's patriarch.
The vendor's cultivation was not high, and his skill in tool forging could not be considered profound, but he still had good judgment. He had long since understood that the Wind Tribe was interested in his materials, and not the finished product. He smiled bitterly as he watched the palace made of blood mud being pinched open just like that. There was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
The Wind Phoenix received the Yama soil and stood with her grandfather. She watched in a daze as Ye Fan and the others left, various emotions surging in her heart.
"Every step on the path of cultivation is very difficult." The Wind Tribe's Saint Master sighed softly.
The valley was very spacious, and there were many stalls. There were also some floating palaces that belonged to the various great corporations. They were selling all kinds of precious materials here. It could be said that the influence of the Central State's ancestral temple was really too great.
A man with a head of long blue hair stood in front of them. He had an extraordinary aura, and he was facing Ye Fan and the others alone. It was as if he was a divine mountain that was lying there.
His eyes were very bright like two divine lamps, and it was as if he could see through the souls of others. His physique was strong and slender, and it was masculine and powerful. A ring of divine light seeped out and enveloped his body. It could be said that this man was outstanding.
Some people could be seen at a glance even if they stood in a boundless sea of people. Without a doubt, the man in front of them was like this. He transcended above the masses and attracted countless gazes. He had the bearing of an emperor, and he was like an immortal ancient god.
Fire Qilin Son!
Even though he had never seen him before, Ye Fan immediately guessed that this was the son of the Fire Qilin Cave's ancient emperor. His aura was even stronger than that of Yuan Gu and could be compared to that of the monkey.
That was the blood of the ancient emperor. Ordinary people couldn't feel it, but in Ye Fan's ears, it was like a roaring tsunami. He felt a powerful potential, as if a great emperor was hibernating in his body and could revive at any time!
"Yama soil." He spat out these words. He was actually going to take action for this rare material and blocked their path.
The son of the ancient emperor was extremely terrifying, and he was much stronger than the eighth generation of the Yuan Emperor. The monkey's terrifying bloodline power was not an exception, and the true princes were all like this.
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In the Eastern Wasteland, inside the Supreme Mystery Sect, the 108 main peaks had a myriad of phenomena. There was purple mist rising, and this was a sign that a great sect was at its peak.
A blue-robed man stood outside the Supreme Mystery Sect. He was like a banished immortal as he gazed at the 108 main peaks and stared at the most magnificent of them all.
"Goodbye, Xingfeng, who gave birth to me and raised me. I will go on a long journey. If I can return alive, I will make the Supreme Mystery Sect rule over the entire ancient planet. I will break the chains of fate and fight with my blood. I will eventually return!"
Hua Yunfei said in a low voice. He then muttered to himself, "Let the world humiliate me, hate me, and bully me. One day, I will destroy everything!"
In the Supreme Mystery Sect, a sigh came from the Noble Peak. A voice rang in his ear. "Come back."
Hua Yunfei was shocked. He quickly retreated and quickly went far away. He said, "No, I will wash away everything and kill all my enemies!"
In the Yaoguang Holy Land, in front of a black cauldron, a young man stood alone. His hands were behind his back, and his black hair was loose. He gazed into the distance at the Central Plains. His eyes were deep, as if he was overlooking the chess game of the world.
The Black Gold Dragon Pattern Cauldron flashed with lightning and thunder, emitting strands of divine might. However, it did not harm the man in the slightest. It was as if the cauldron was naturally one with him. Others could not get close, but he was not one of them.
Yao Guang's Holy Son revealed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth. In the end, he disappeared from his original spot. The next moment, he sat on the throne that only Sacred Leaders of Yao Guang could sit on. No one in the huge palace said anything.
In the Eastern Wasteland, there was an ancient palace that was built from the skulls of kings. There were also holy bones that covered the ground and flickered with immortal light. This was the human world!
An old voice traveled over. It was like the demonic voice of the Nine Underworlds, making people tremble. "This palace has always been lacking something. I have thought about it again and again. The only thing missing is the skull of a holy body."
"Please do not worry, Killing Saint. We will definitely take his head and not let him escape again. We will wash away the humiliation and make the murderous aura of this palace even stronger!"
Almost at the same time, the murmur of a demon came from the ancient palace in hell. The murderous aura swept across the past and the present like a surging ocean.
"Proving the Dao by killing …"
In the north region, on a tall mountain, the Heavenly Prince looked down at the middle state. His eyes were cold, and he laughed coldly. "I'm coming!"
On this day, the various tribes of the ten thousand ancient races and the territories of the Great Sage of the human race were all in high spirits. Their elites moved out together and hurried to the middle state!
…
In the valley outside the ancestral vein of the middle state, the large black dog bared his teeth, and said, "You want to fight against us alone?"
"My elder brother doesn't mean that." Huo Lin 'er appeared. Her long blue hair fluttered in the wind like the essence of the sea. Her skin was as white as jade, and she was as beautiful as a jade statue.
She was the only daughter of an ancient emperor. Her bloodline was noble, and she had already walked very far on the path of cultivation. Her strength was unfathomable. There were countless pairs of eyes watching from the various ancient tribes. Even the Great Sage Huntuo had proposed marriage for his great-great-grandson. The young elites of the various tribes and the king tiers with the greatest potential all wanted to form a marriage alliance.
"Is that so? I feel that he wants to exercise his muscles with us. I don't mind accompanying him!" the monkey said forcefully.
"Brother Ye, Holy Imperial Prince, we meet again." Huo Lin 'er's smile was very enchanting. The corners of her lips were curved, and her snow-white teeth shimmered in contrast with her red lips. She exuded an intoxicating elegance, and her long blue hair shone like ripples of water.
Ye Fan returned the greeting. One wouldn't hit someone who was smiling at him. Moreover, from a certain perspective, the Fire Qilin Cave was extremely terrifying. There were two children of the ancient emperor's direct line of descent here, which was very frightening.
However, the Fire Qilin Zi was very indifferent, and he didn't seem to have any good feelings towards them. They had come here because they had received a report that there was Yama Soil here. It was a pity that Ye Fan and the others had obtained it first.
"Sigh, we are actually allies. In the end, we ascended the same altar at the same time." Huo Lin 'er's smile was very brilliant. She said that a powerful ancient king in the tribe had seen a corner of the future when he passed away, and they had fought together.
Ye Fan's heart trembled, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that there were people who had crossed the Domain of Stars and left this world with him this time? What kind of people were they? It was difficult to determine if they were friends or foes. They definitely couldn't bring the chaos of war to the other shore!
"Actually, we don't have any other intentions in coming here. If we really end up clashing with each other after entering, let's not kill each other," said Huo Lin 'er. She didn't ask for more Yama Soil and left with her brother.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Central Continent's ancestral vein opened, and various heroes appeared.
Li Tian, Yan Yixi, Li Heishui, Wu Zhongtian, Jiang Huairen, and the others chose to stay outside in the end. This was the old assassin Qi Luo's warning, and it was also the order of the thirteen great bandits. It was clear that they had all realized something, and it was best not to take risks if they could avoid entering!
That was because there were already a few powerful figures who had fallen in the qualification battle alone. Those who could enter were definitely fierce individuals, and the ancient temple was filled with dense yin energy. It was truly terrifying.
Ye Fan, Pang Bo, the monkey, Duan De, the Black Emperor, the old blind man, Qi Luo, and the others traveled together. Even Tu Tian didn't enter. The goddess furnace and Underworld Soul Suppressing Pagoda were naturally brought along with them.
"Wait a moment, there's still me." The barbarian appeared. He hurried over from the Southern Mountains and met up with them. He secretly informed them that he had brought the Wolf Fang Club, a flawless sacred weapon!
Extreme dao weapons and several sacred weapons accompanied them. This immediately boosted the courage of the group and made them fearless.
At the final juncture, Ji Ziyue appeared and insisted on joining the group. She said softly to Ye Fan, "I want to send you off."
The ancient ancestral temple had been sealed for more than two hundred years, and now, someone finally stepped inside. Apart from the main entrance, there were many small doors lined up side by side, and all of them could be entered.
People fought to be the first to enter. The first batch of people that entered numbered in the hundreds, and all of them were experts. However, at this moment, something extremely terrifying happened. Miserable cries rose and fell.
The entire ancestral temple became even darker, and pairs of eyes lit up. More than half of those who entered died. Their bodies were all shriveled up and turned into human skin. Even their bones had been eaten by something.
"Not good!" Fatty Duan's expression immediately sank.
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