The people of the Kunpeng Realm are simple and honest

"Such pure True Dragon Qi. It is said that the Martial Ancestor had some connection with the Great Thousand World True Dragon Tribe. It seems that this is true."

Looking at the immovable Azure Dragon Bell, a hint of surprise flashed in Zong Ze's eyes. He clenched his fist, and an exceptionally sharp golden longsword immediately appeared.

The Golden Feather Feather Sword was forged by Zong Ze from a divine feather that was taken from his own body. It was nurtured for a thousand years and is comparable to Immortal Grade Top Peerless Sacred Object.

"Break!"

As Zong Ze swung his Golden Feather Feather Sword down fiercely, the nine interconnected Azure Dragon phantoms that had repeatedly blocked his path instantly collapsed, but no one was visible inside the Azure Dragon Bell.

"Hmm? Oh no..."

Upon seeing this, Zong Ze's pupils suddenly contracted. Without thinking, he directly activated the Kunpeng Tribe's Innate Divine Ability to tear through space and leave.

"Call out!"

At the same time, a gleaming silver broken blade appeared behind Zong Ze like a leech, narrowly slicing past his head, sending a wisp of fragment flying.

"I almost forgot about the Kunpeng Tribe's Innate Divine Ability. You are also very skilled in the art of space. I was careless."

A towering figure appeared out of thin air as if by magic.

"It is said that the Martial Ancestor simultaneously wielded eight spiritual attributes, and unexpectedly, one of them was the extremely rare spatial attribute."

Zong Ze's expression gradually became serious.

"The key to this thing is quality, not quantity."

Lin Dong smiled and gave a perfunctory reply, but a sharp glint suddenly flashed in his eyes. He clenched his right fist and unleashed the powerful strike he had been preparing for.

"Eight Desolations and Six Directions Emperor Extreme Fist!"

With a single punch, the space within a radius of several thousand feet collapsed instantly, and the vast void suddenly unfolded a magnificent scroll depicting the Nine Provinces, containing Majestic Sacred Mountain, Continuous Celestial River, Primeval Desolation Exotic Species, and ancient ancestors, all exuding an ancient Desolate Qi.

Relive the mythical era, the Ancient Nine Provinces Mountain-and-River Shadow!

"Peerless Divine Ability, God-Slaying Wings!"

Sensing the impending danger, Zong Ze transformed himself, instantly manifesting his massive, thousand-foot-tall golden Kunpeng form, his wings slashing down like blades.

"Call out!"

The dazzling golden blade light transformed into a beam of light, cleaving through the sky and tearing apart the earth. Before the attack even arrived, it had already ripped a massive, ferocious rift thousands of feet long into the ground, pitch black and deep.

"Boom!"

The Ancient Nine Provinces Scroll, slowly unfolding, crashed down with a thunderous roar, instantly shattering the earth-shattering blade of light, which then dissolved into countless golden specks in the air.

"What?! Our clan's Clan Suppressing Divine Ability didn't work?!"

The ancient Kunpeng was startled and immediately flapped its wings to tear through the void, attempting to escape the seal again using its Innate Divine Ability.

"Receive!"

As the soft chant faded, the Nine Provinces Scroll, which almost covered the entire world, immediately shone brightly. With a loud "boom," it instantly froze the ancient Kunpeng that was trying to escape, and at the speed of light, it was absorbed into the scroll.

Under the watchful eyes of the heavens, a miniature Kunpeng was being suppressed beneath an ancient Sacred Mountain, struggling incessantly within the vast and magnificent scroll of the Nine Provinces.

No matter how powerful it is to destroy the Sacred Mountain on its back, another, even larger Sacred Mountain will always come from beyond the heavens and suppress it once again.

The scene repeated itself over and over, and soon the miniature Kunpeng gave up struggling.

"Brother Lin, I admit defeat in this round. Please release me."

Beneath the ancient Sacred Mountain, a human-like wry smile appeared on the face of the miniature Kunpeng, and its gentle voice rang out from the outside world.

"That's only natural."

Lin Dong readily agreed, and with a flick of his finger, the Nine Provinces Scroll shattered.

The miniature Kunpeng that had been suppressed by the ancient Sacred Mountain in the painting was thus freed and transformed into a tall Green Shirt robe.

"Brother Zong, I apologize."

Martial Ancestor Lord humbly bowed and admitted his guilt.

"No, it's Brother Lin who is more skilled. To be honest, Brother Lin, although I had been courteous to you before, it was mostly out of respect for the Great Thousand Palace."

"After all, as Immortal Grade Peak, my next step is to break through to Saint Grade. Looking across the Great Thousand World, I always thought that apart from the geniuses of the True Dragon and True Phoenix clans, no one could compare with me. I never expected to fall into your hands today."

Zong Ze quickly helped Lin Dong up, a bitter smile on his lips.

"Yes, Brother Zong, don't worry. You'll get used to these things after a while."

After thinking carefully for a moment, Lin Dong replied as follows.

Zong Ze: "..."

"Wow, the Martial Ancestor of this Land of Extreme South is indeed very strong. He can even defeat the Young Master Zong Ze, the strongest being of our clan in this generation. I really want to mate with him."

"Give up, you brat. There are four Main Wife in the Martial Realm, each one stunningly beautiful. You're not pretty enough."

"Kun Ling'er is really incredibly lucky..."

Upon seeing this, the older single women of the Kunpeng Clan present all transformed into lovesick and resentful women, chattering incessantly.

As one of the female protagonists involved, Miss Kun Ling'er was secretly delighted, but on the surface she had to pretend to be indifferent, for fear of accidentally bursting out laughing, her lips curving upwards in a wild smile.

"Brother Lin, don't be in such a hurry to leave now. You haven't yet experienced the splendor of my Kunpeng Realm. Besides, you may be able to defeat me in the arena, but you might not be so good at drinking. Come on, let's go have a drink."

As soon as Zong Ze, the Young Patriarch, waved his hand, many of the Kunpeng Clan's valiant young men immediately swarmed forward, pulling Lin Dong towards the tavern.

That day, the Martial Ancestor spent the night in the Kunpeng Realm and got very drunk.

The following day, Martial Ancestor and his wife returned home, having exhausted their enjoyment.

After bringing his runaway wife back to the Martial Realm, Lin Dong immediately began his seclusion.

Having already reached the peak of the Immortal Grade Mid Stage, it was time for him to make an attempt to reach the Immortal Grade Late Stage. The fact that the Eight Ancient Masters had comprehended the power of the rules of the Great Thousand World had all entered the Immortal Grade was quite a stimulus to him.

However, Lin Dong's seclusion this time is unlikely to be successful.

He was forcibly awakened from his seclusion after only a month.

"Boom!"

Deep within the Martial Ancestor Hall, a hidden place was revealed.

As the secluded cultivation place of the Master of Martial Realm, those who can approach this place are all the highest-level core members of the Martial Realm. For example, this time, the visitor is Ling Qingzhu, the Martial Realm Mistress.

"Qing Zhu, what happened? Has the Outer Realm Demonic Tribe army opposite my Martial Realm made a move? Or have other blind super powers from the Great Thousand World attacked?"

A tall, slender figure walked out of the Quiet Room at a leisurely pace.

The fact that someone could be forcibly awakened from their cultivation state during their seclusion must be an extremely urgent matter.

"Husband, you should see for yourself."

A stunningly beautiful Beautiful Woman in White, exuding a cool and aloof aura, gracefully handed over a battle report with her slender hand.

Lin Dong took the battle report; it contained few words, but each one was of great significance:

The Maha Tribe, the leader of the Five Ancient Divine Tribes, has a new Patriarch Maha Tian. In order to enhance his personal prestige, he led a large army to launch a surprise attack on the Endless Fire Territory, which was increasingly showing signs of becoming the third Alchemy Sacred Land for alchemy, with the intention of annexing it.

His Majesty Flame Emperor did not request assistance from our forces. Will he abide by the alliance agreement and send a full-scale army to support the Endless Fire Territory?

This is an urgent message from the Martial Realm Endless Fire Territory Branch.