1850: C1850 Who Are You

C1850 Who Are You

"Qi Shangheng, Zuo Xufeng, Gu Hai, Zhi Ku... Who are they? What business do they have with me?"

Zhou Yuyang turned around to look at the guard and asked with a frown. In his impression, there were no such people, so he did not know them at all.

"Replying to Lord Shou, these people are from the cultivation clans of the Oblique Yang Ancient Kingdom. Qi Shangheng is Patriarch Young Lord of the Qi Shangheng Clan, Zuo Xufeng is the patriarch of the Ni Tian Clan..."

The one who answered Zhou Yuen was Wang Renhua, who led the way. As the guardian of the western border, he was extremely familiar with these names. He explained to Zhou Yuen, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Zhou Yuen.

"All of you, chase them away. Not everyone can curry favor with me. A mere native has the right to meet me."

Zhou Yujian waved his hand, and his face showed disgust. As a Royal Highness of a country, he had an incomparable sense of superiority since he was young. Under the influence of the royal family of the Golden Lion Country, he also looked down on the original inhabitants of the Ancient Desolace Continent.

When Zhou Yijian heard this, he knew that it was a race from an ancient country, so he knew that it must be the original work of the Ancient Barren Land. He also knew why these people came to pay him a visit.

What right did a mere native citizen have to flatter him?

The Ancient Tai Huang Continent had a long history, and it had experienced many eras.

Ever since the Ancient Tai Huang Era, a large number of cultivators from other worlds had entered the Ancient Tai Huang Continent. It was divided into the Nine Prefectures of the Three Middle Realms and the Three Prefectures of the Three Upper Realms. The Immortal Cultivation Civilization of the Three Prefectures of the Three Middle Realms was highly developed. Most of them were foreign cultivators, and most of the people living in the Three Lower Realms were the original inhabitants of the Ancient Tai Huang Continent. Cultivation! Their civilization was backward, and they were called 'natives' by the foreign cultivators.

The foreign cultivators established countries, Immortal Domains, Cultivation Sects, Immortal Sects and Immortal Sects. They thought they were strong, so they looked down on the original inhabitants of the Ancient Tai Huang Continent.

This discrimination seemed to be deeply rooted in their bloodlines, passed down from generation to generation.

"What are you waiting for? In the future, don't let anyone pay a visit to me. If you want these natives, just chase them away!"

Zhou Ying looked at the guard captain who reported very discontentedly and said.

"Yes!"

Hearing the report, the guard captain was instantly drenched in sweat. After kowtowing repeatedly, he felt that he was retreating and was going to chase Qi Shangheng and the others away from the mountain.

"General, how is it?"

At the foot of the mountain, Qi Shangheng and the others were waiting. Seeing that the guard had arrived, they went up to greet him. Among them, Zuo Xufeng asked anxiously.

They had used quite a few benefits to get this guard at the foot of the mountain to report.

However, when the head guard saw Zuo Xufeng, who was all smiles and had a fawning expression on his face, he instantly lost his good expression.

"Where are the Golden Python Guards!?"

"Quickly chase these people away, quick!"

The captain of the guards waved his hand and snapped.

Instantly, the surrounding dozens of guards drew their sabers and charged forward. They surrounded Zuo Xufeng and the others.

Zuo Xufeng and the others' expressions changed drastically, especially Zuo Xufeng who shouted, "General, why are you doing this?"

The head guard glanced at Zuo Xufeng and said, "You natives still want to suck up to the prince? What wishful thinking! Hurry up and leave, or I will order the Golden Python Guards to cut off your heads and hang them on this flag to cool down!"

As he spoke, the head guard pointed at the flag that was inserted behind him.

The faces of Zuo Xufeng and the others flushed red when they heard this, and for a moment, they were unable to speak. In the end, they couldn't help but say, "You're going too far!"

Firstly, the Guard Captain had directly stated the purpose of their group's arrival. Secondly, the Guard Captain had directly called them 'aboriginals'. His tone was filled with disdain. Zuo Xufeng and the others felt as if they were inferior to others, and they felt extremely uncomfortable.

However, Zuo Xufeng and the others were also helpless. They didn't dare to contradict King Shou's guards. If they offended the Royal Highness of the Golden Lion Country, they were afraid that they would die without even leaving a trace. At that time, they would even implicate their clans.

Thus, they only had to leave with their tails between their legs.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed. The Ten Sun Agreement mentioned by the Soaring Sword Monarch arrived.

The Pulse Condensation period and Golden Core juniors were all completely focused. The Supreme Elders and True Lords no longer closed their eyes to rest. Divine Lord E Ye and Divine Lord Fu Ye were heading in a certain direction, and King Shou Zhou Yue had also withdrawn his dancers.

In front of New Moon City at the foot of the mountain, the other seven great races of the Oblique Yang Ancient Kingdom raised their flags high, as if they wanted to kill the main building.

However, when they thought about how Wang Xiao could kill a powerhouse that could transcend the tribulation, they didn't dare to act recklessly for a moment.

"It's coming!"

Divine Lord Crossing Ye retracted his deep gaze. Then, a whirlwind struck out of thin air, spreading out from the main tower.

Boom!

Above the main city, the building that Wang Xiao was in was instantly cleaved in half. Wang Xiao, who was playing his zither, appeared in front of everyone.

However, this wasn't the end. The whirlwind dispersed, and countless plants in the surroundings were sliced in half.

"What a terrifying sword force!"

Regardless of whether it was a Golden Core junior, a Nascent Infant, or a True Lord who had transcended his tribulation, all of them could feel that there was a sharp sword hanging from it, as if it was going to cut down at any moment.

The incomer was neither a sword aura nor a sword aura, but just a sword aura when he attacked. It blew up the main city wall of New Moon City, sweeping away all the plants and vegetation in the surroundings. Countless cultivators present had lingering fears, but none of them had sensed the existence of Sword God Lord Ling Jian.

The strength of Ling Jian Divine Lord could be seen from this!

"He's younger than I imagined." King Shou said in surprise as he looked at the young man dressed in a long robe and playing the zither that appeared in front of everyone in New Moon City.

He was also a Soul Formation expert. Whether it was Divine Lord E Ye or Divine Lord Du Ye, they were both Soul Formation experts. In particular, Longevity King had comprehended a lifeblood divine ability. He was not affected by a mere sword aura from Divine Lord Ling Jian.

"Look! Divine Lord Ling Jian is here!"

At this moment, a junior noticed something. In the direction that Divine Lord Du Ye had been looking at earlier, an elder in green robes was carrying a treasured sword on his back as he rode the wind. Six young men and women in purple robes were riding on Flying Sword as they were carried over by the elder in green robes with the power of heaven and earth.

"Those six are six Nascent Infant disciples of Sword Lord Ling?"

Someone said as he looked at the six men and women who were stepping on Flying Sword behind Divine Lord Ling Jian.

Nascent Infant cultivators could not fly, but Divine Lord Ling Jian could borrow the power of heaven and earth to bring him here. He could make his six disciples fly like mighty warriors that transcended tribulations.

As for Wang Xiao, he closed his eyes and played his zither. It was as if he had entered a state of selflessness. He did not investigate the situation in the outside world at all.

"You are that servant, Grand Desert?"

Without reprimanding or berating him, Soaring Sword stepped into the void and stood a thousand feet away from Wang Xiao. He looked at Wang Xiao. After a long while, when he saw that Wang Xiao did not respond, Soaring Sword asked.

"That's right."

At this moment, Wang Xiao placed both hands on the strings of the zither and stopped playing it. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the mountain peaks that were filled with people around him. Only then did he look at the man in front of him.

"Do you know who this old man is?"

Sword Sovereign Ling narrowed his eyes as he looked at Wang Xiao and said.

"I don't know." Wang Xiao looked at Ling Jian Divine Lord for a long time, as though he was sizing him up. Then, he said with a frown.

"This old man is True Monarch Scarlet Sword's Master. Half a month ago, you killed this old man's beloved disciple. You actually don't know who this old man is?"

Ling Jian Divine Lord snorted coldly when he heard this. If it wasn't for the order to kill and not harm his life, he would not have talked nonsense with him. He had long killed the boy in front of him.1

"Oh, so you are the Soaring Sword Divine Lord who clamored ten days ago?" Wang Xiao frowned. Then, he looked at Sword Sovereign Ling's head of white hair and said, "Could it be that Sir is senile and muddle-headed?"

"I killed True Lord Scarlet Sword. Why do I need to know you? What does it have to do with you, Ling Jian Divine Lord, that I killed True Lord Scarlet Sword?"

- The content came from [Mugu Reading]

pqdm.com