Lingyun Peak!
Even if one stood at the foot of Lingyun Peak and looked up, there was no sign of it shrinking to the top.
There was not much pressure, but it was a terrifying aura that surrounded Tianyang.
Tianyang sensed it for a while and released half of his spirit.
He released his Divine Dao Law in the aura, trying to find the source of the aura, but it was to no avail.
When he faced Deng Zhangkun's doppelganger, such a situation did not occur.
"Legend has it that Lingyun Peak was created by a giant god who was born in Lingfeng Realm during the ancient times. There are endless secrets in it, and even now, no one has fully understood it."
"Even Deng Zhangkun's doppelganger is not comparable to Lingyun Peak. Could it be created by the emperor?"
Tianyang muttered to himself.
Even Haoxiao Sacred Mountain seemed to be much smaller in front of Lingyun Peak.
"I don't know. According to Haomen's records, Lingyun Peak already existed before the Heaven Emperor chose Lingfeng Realm as the location of Haomen."
"The Heaven Emperor also tried to explore Lingyun Peak, but it was delayed due to various reasons. However, from the Heaven Emperor's reaction …"
"Lingyun Peak might not have been created by the emperor alone."
Ling Yuhan said as she looked at the records that the Heaven Emperor's Holy Spirit had copied.
Although the job should be for the demonized Heaven Emperor's Holy Spirit to come over, with the demonized Heaven Emperor's Holy Spirit's character, if he wanted to explain a long list of things to Tianyang, he might tear up the records that the Heaven Emperor's Holy Spirit had painstakingly compiled halfway.
This job would be left to Ling Yuhan to take on.
"However, the Grand Competition of Chosen is about as dangerous as it is on Vast Firmament God Mountain. In fact, because the overall strength of the Grand Competition of Chosen is greater, Great Sages are a rare sight. Yuhan, you won't be able to join me.
Tianyang sighed and said. The Martial Way of the God Realm was still too strong.
He had been reborn and had many adventures to reach such a level. Although Ling Yuhan had the Nine Nether Saint Body and the Nine-Tailed Moon Fox Bloodline, she was still far behind.
It would be difficult to fight alongside Tianyang in such a place.
"It's nothing." Upon hearing this, Ling Yuhan waved her hand and smiled, "Of course Master is better than your disciple. Since it hasn't started yet, I'll definitely help Master. Once it starts, I'll have to go to the Vientiane Sky Ruins. I can't be a burden to Master."
Although that was what he said, a dim light flashed across Ling Yuhan's eyes.
After all, she had been following in Tianyang's footsteps since the beginning of the Heaven Continent. However, in the Tianxiao Great World, she was the closest to him.
During their time in the Soaring Cloud Sect, as well as the last part of their time in the Sky Firmament Great World, Tianyang was cultivating in seclusion while she shouldered the responsibility of the Demon Race's army's commander, guarding the final Northern Wilderness Region.
It was only during that short period of time that Ling Yuhan had the feeling of fighting alongside Tianyang.
At other times, it would be good enough if she didn't drag Tianyang down.
"That's good."
Tianyang nodded, but there was nothing he could do.
Ling Yuhan possessed the Nine Nether Saint Body and the Bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Moon Fox. Such talents were considered quite strong even in the God World. Coupled with the Nine Nether Frost Skill, if news of this were to spread, it would attract many sects that cultivated ice.
However, Ling Yuhan was only a few decades old, not even 50 years old. It was already very good that she had the cultivation of an Earthly Great Saint. How could she be a Holy Emperor like Tianyang? God of War!
"Hmm? Someone's coming. "
At this time, Tianyang raised his eyebrows and temporarily stopped the conversation. He looked up.
A green-haired youth walked toward him with a calm expression.
"You're Yang Tian from the Cloud Fire Territory?"
Behind the green-haired youth, there were many people wearing the robes of the Ancient Dao Sect.
"Haomen, there's only you," the green-haired youth said.
The green-haired young man said plainly. Ling Yuhan's cultivation as an Earthly Great Saint was ignored right away.
Hearing this, the disciples of the Ancient Dao Sect behind him suddenly laughed.
"I remember that the top 50 sects in the last Tournament of Geniuses could send at least 10 disciples!"
"Didn't Haomen rely on numbers to force her way to the 50th place last time? She's not even planning to use the human wave tactic this time? Won't she be dead for sure? "
"Aiya, don't say that. The human wave tactic is a human wave tactic. If they're weak, can they still be called humans? If they all die, then wouldn't Hao Men be unable to survive? "
The disciples of the Ancient Dao Sect laughed. Their Ancient Dao Sect had 20 disciples, each of whom was at least a mid-stage Saint King.
Their leader, Sheng Qingzi, was about to become a Demigod. After the Tournament of Geniuses, he would quickly break through to the top 1000 of the True Dragon Ranking.
They were so aggressive that no one dared to approach them.
On the other hand, Haomen was alone with only Tianyang. The Earthly Great Saint beside him was completely negligible.
Just by this comparison, Haomen was almost crushed.
"Since you're from the Cloud Fire Territory, you'd better not provoke me," Sheng Qingzi said calmly.
Sheng Qingzi said calmly, not caring whether Heavenly Sun responded or not.
Tianyang also understood who the person in front of him was.
He had walked out of the Xuanhuo Dynasty and quickly cut off his connection with the Xuanhuo Dynasty. He had dug out the sloppy old man's Divine Pulse and transferred it to himself. He was the Sovereign Divine Pulse that rose to prominence.
Sheng Qingzi's arrival instantly attracted many people's attention. Countless gazes were cast towards Tianyang.
"I can't see his cultivation, but he's probably a peak Saint King. Haomen is really pitiful. He clearly did well in the last Tournament of Geniuses, but now, he can only do this."
"It's said that Haomen has some secret treasure that attracted the attention of the Cangxuan Demon Sect, Ancient Dao Sect and Sky Cloud Palace. Looks like after this Tournament of Geniuses, Haomen will be finished. What a pity."
An old man who came along with a disciple sighed and said when he saw this.
"Last time, the Hao Men only went against the rules and sent a lot of middle Holy Emperors who were over four hundred years old. This time, where did so many disciples come from?"
Hearing this, another disciple sneered, "You know you can't do it, but you still do it. You're just a fool. Last time, you were lucky and managed to survive for a hundred years. This time, I heard that Hao Men's Divine Realm Patriarch is dead. After the Prodigy Grand Competition, Hao Men will definitely die!"
Hearing this, the elder could only nod and look at Tianyang with pity.
The people of the Ancient Dao Sect had their eyes on Haomen before the Tournament of Geniuses had even begun.
Haomen was going to be very sad in this Tournament of Geniuses.
Countless gazes of schadenfreude were also cast over.
Ling Yuhan frowned slightly, while Tianyang suddenly laughed and the corners of his mouth rose.
"When you say offend, you mean."
"Xuanhuo Dynasty, Qingyuan City, Li Qingting, right?"
Patting Sheng Qingzi's shoulder, Tianyang smiled faintly and swaggered off.
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