Flying Immortal Sacred Land.
"Mingyue, I will definitely rescue you!"
Tall and slender, with handsome features and skin crystalline as jade, Chu Yan wore a black robe. Compared to before, this Holy Son's bearing had changed completely.
Half of his body was holy, while the other half was shrouded in endless Demonic Mist. His aura had become incomparably strange. Most eye-catching of all were his arms, branded with countless dark runes. Billowing black mist occasionally surged from them, giving others a heart-palpitating feeling.
"Fusing with the Demonic Corpse Hand Bone this time has sent my strength soaring. I've broken through to the sixth layer of the Dao Palace Realm. Now, the Supreme Secret Realm is about to open..."
Chu Yan's voice carried boundless coldness.
As the Holy Son of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, Chu Yan's talent naturally needed no elaboration. He possessed the saint spirit body, one of the world's three thousand physiques. This physique was extraordinarily powerful, ranking above even the sword body, Dragon God Physique, and Cold Spirit Physique.
Rumor had it that when he was born, holy light had illuminated thirty thousand li, and phantoms of countless sages had appeared, startling the entire Flying Immortal Sacred Land.
Without a doubt, he was a genius even more powerful than the Saintess Liu Mingyue.
Ever since learning that Liu Mingyue had been abducted by Ye Ming, Chu Yan, the Holy Son, had fallen into madness.
He had fused with an arm left behind after the death of a Great Saint Realm demonic corpse. The price for this was incomparably great, but for that white moonlight in his heart, he could pay any price...
Unfortunately, what Chu Yan did not know was that the Liu Mingyue he could not stop thinking about had already been put in by Ye Ming on his behalf...
Immortal mountains stood in ranks, immortal waterfalls plunged three thousand feet, ancient halls hung in the sky, and radiant divine bridges linked one immortal mountain palace after another. Spiritual qi was incomparably abundant.
This was the Ancient Dao Sect.
Jindao Peak, one among several hundred immortal peaks.
It was named after the Holy Son Cang Jundao, which was enough to show Cang Jundao's status.
Handsome and elegant, his jet-black hair gleamed with luster. He was a man like a Banished Immortal, tall and erect, heroic and imposing. Dressed in white, several strands of law power swirled around him in brilliant splendor. His eyes were deep as stars, inspiring awe.
It was Cang Jundao, standing at the mountaintop in white robes.
"Reporting to the Holy Son, the spiritual qi of heaven and earth in Barren Province has recently become turbulent. The Supreme Secret Realm is about to open!"
Several followers appeared below Cang Jundao. Their faces were respectful as they bowed.
"Very good. There should be quite a few geniuses gathering this time. I would like to see who in this age can surpass my Star Physique."
His gaze was filled with absolute confidence. Among the geniuses of this era, the three words Cang Jundao represented invincibility—supreme among his peers. Even some long-renowned geniuses found it difficult to withstand even a single move from him.
Now that his Star Physique had achieved minor success, his confidence was enough to crush all enemies beneath heaven.
Dragon Province, one of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, was territory occupied by Dragon Emperor Ridge of the Archaic Imperial Clan.
Mountain ranges stretched for ten thousand li like dragon bones, gathering vast Dragon Qi.
"You are the Dragon Son of my Dragon Emperor Ridge's generation. Now that the Supreme Secret Realm is about to open, you must reclaim the True Dragon Supreme Law!"
A majestic voice rang out, shaking the entire Dragon Emperor Ridge. It belonged to a Great Saint Realm elder of Dragon Emperor Ridge.
Below stood a young man.
His face was handsome, his bearing spirited. Long purple hair fluttered behind him, and two violet-gold Dragon Horns grew from his head. He wore golden battle armor that blazed with golden light. Tall and imposing, he radiated an extraordinary presence, his powerful aura surrounded by Dragon Qi. He was the Dragon Son of Dragon Emperor Ridge's generation—Long Yang!
Within Dragon Emperor Ridge, the Dragon Son represented the strongest genius of the generation, with incomparably lofty status.
Beyond his identity as Dragon Son, Long Yang also possessed the Ancient Emperor Bloodline. The ancient emperors of the Archaic Imperial Clan were in no way inferior to supreme great emperors.
Furthermore, seven strands of immortal qi had been born within his Dao Palace Realm. Without question, he was a monstrous genius who could be called invincible in this age.
Though he rarely showed himself within the Mystic Heaven Immortal Domain, Long Yang's name was a taboo in the hearts of countless contemporary geniuses. Very few dared to fight him...
"Yes. Elder, rest assured. Those so-called geniuses of this age are nothing but earthen chickens and clay dogs in my eyes!"
Long Yang's arrogant voice rang out. Purple radiance swirled in his eyes, and he was proud beyond measure.
"Do not be careless. Also, pay close attention to that Imperial Son from the Primordial Forbidden Zone. If you discover anything unusual about his physique, report it immediately!"
The majestic voice continued. At this moment, rather than mentioning any other genius, the Dragon Emperor Ridge elder had specifically brought up Ye Ming.
Although Ye Ming had previously defeated Lin Jian and Long Hao, his strength was still not regarded by geniuses like Long Yang.
"Yes, Elder!"
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