Chapter 1237
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"This scale is not bad in the Lower Plane."
Huo Rong also looked curiously at the huge island below. She said, "As far as I know, most of the people living on this island are martial cultivation families. They are the family members of the Pavilion of Divine Hall. Generation after generation, some of the powerful Ancient Martial Arts Families have even been on this island for thousands of years. Their foundation is so strong that they are not inferior to the Grade-5 Super Sects in the Firmament and Continent."
Hearing this, Long Bufan came to a sudden realization. It turned out that not everyone who lived here was from the Divine Hall Pavilion. However, when he heard Huo Rong say that these ancient martial arts clans actually possessed strength comparable to the super sects, he could not help but feel shocked.
No wonder the Shrine Pavilion could become the dominator of the Firmament and Continent. With such a foundation, it was enough to surpass all the other sects.
Moreover, what Long Bufan could see now was only the tip of the iceberg on the periphery of the island. Most of the core area was covered with a layer of hazy light shield. It was like an inverted bowl on top of it. It was impossible to see the scene inside from the air. It gave people a strange feeling of awe and mystery.
"Boss, we are already here. Why don't you go down?" Xiao Bai asked in confusion. It found that Long Bufan did not seem to want to go down.
Long Bufan shook his head with a faint smile and said, "It's not that I don't want to go down, but there is a protective formation hidden on this island. If I go down directly, it is very likely to trigger the protective function of the formation and attack us outsiders."
Xiao Bai was stunned and puzzled, "Then what should we do? Do we just stare here?"
Long Bufan reached out to rub Xiao Bai's head and scolded with a smile, "Boy, when did you become so impatient?"
Xiao Bai curled its lips and snorted, "Of course I can't stay calm when I see you being neglected by the Shrine Pavilion. Boss, you are the champion of 100 sects and the first genius in the Firmament and Continent."
Long Bufan rubbed his nose. Number one genius? He reckoned that in the Shrine Pavilion, he could only be considered an ordinary genius with relatively good talent.
The reason why the Shrine Pavilion held the Hundred Sect Battle was not to attract talented people, because there was no shortage of geniuses here. In fact, the main purpose was to mediate the conflicts between the sects in the Firmament and Continent, so that the conflicts accumulated over the years could be resolved in the competition instead of fighting in the real world. Otherwise, the balance would be affected and it would be more difficult to control.
This wait did not last long. Two minutes later, a spirit boat appeared in Long Bufan's field of vision, penetrating the island's defensive barrier and flying straight towards him.
This spirit boat was carved from emerald jade. In front of the spirit boat, there was a flood dragon with huge red scales pulling the boat.
"Red Flame Flood Dragon!" Long Bufan's eyes narrowed slightly. At a glance, he saw that the spirit boat was pulled by a fire-type Level Five demonic beast, the Red Flame Flood Dragon.
It was fierce and irritable by nature, and liked to eat meat. It had a little bloodline left behind after the cross-breeding of the dragon tribe. An adult Red Flame Flood Dragon's strength was equivalent to a human martial cultivator at the peak of the Heavenly Body Realm.
Such a fierce Red Flame Flood Dragon, in the sects in the Firmament and Continent, would definitely be kept in the Imperial Beast Garden and enjoy extremely high treatment like a rare beast. However, in the Shrine Pavilion, it was only used as a coolie to pull the spirit boat. Long Bufan could not help but exclaim. It was extremely extravagant and wasteful!
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