Everyone Was Calling Out One Name-

The moment he heard that name, Ji Wuchen's originally cold and stern face froze.

His fingertips trembled slightly as he instinctively tried to examine the post more closely, but it had already been reduced to fragments.

Reluctantly, they gave up.

Forcing himself to calm his breathing, Ji Wuchen stood with his hands behind his back, feigning nonchalance, and said, "He... specifically mentioned my name?"

The maidservant lowered her head, her voice barely audible. "The Ninth Young Master said he would like to invite the most outstanding young members of the Ji Clan..."

"You didn't call my name?" Ji Wuchen asked again.

"... No order."

Upon receiving this reply, Ji Wuchen suddenly chuckled softly, "It's better if he doesn't. Right now, I really don't meet his standards."

Having said that, he turned and looked in the direction of the Dayan Dynasty, his eyes burning with a fierce fighting spirit. "Perfect... let's take advantage of this Heavenly Road Dao Discussion to see him--"

Where have we gotten to now?

After mastering the Nine Tribulations Life-Burning Technique, Ji Wuchen's cultivation level increased by leaps and bounds. Once he returned from this Dao Discussion, he could begin preparing for the Heavenly Road.

Although the cost was extremely high, he believed it was all worth it.

Of course, he doesn't plan to make a move this time, because the Ten-Year Pact is still in effect.

The same scene played out in other Lineage.

The Ten Directions Immortal Court - Chu Clan.

At the top of the Chu Clan's Battle Intent Tower, clouds and mist swirled, and cranes danced gracefully.

Chu Qingyan, dressed in a long black robe, leaned lazily against the jade table, his slender fingers gently tapping the gold-embossed invitation, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"A banquet of the Dayan Dynasty? Boring."

Chu Wujiu was refining his Qi and Blood, and upon hearing this, he didn't even look up. "This kind of occasion is nothing more than a gathering of people who seek fame and fortune. Just refuse."

In order to become stronger, he did not hesitate to invite the leader of the Chu Clan to guide him.

The results are naturally remarkable.

If he were to stand before Qin Wangchuan again, he would never be so humiliated.

"Of course I won't go." Chu Qingyan's lips curled slightly as he tapped the invitation with his fingertip. "However... there's someone here who might interest you."

"Who?" Chu Wujiu frowned, and after finishing exhaling, casually took the invitation.

My gaze swept over the Golden Patterns, then suddenly froze—

"Qin... Wangchuan...?"

His fingertips unconsciously tightened, causing the invitation to deform slightly in his hand.

Memories from that Secret Realm flooded back—the brilliance of that casual slap remains unforgettable.

Chu Qingyan watched his reaction with great interest. "What? Scared?"

Chu Wujiu a deep breath and carefully smoothed out the invitation. "I'll go."

Those two simple words completely changed his demeanor.

A burning fighting spirit ignited in his eyes. "Although I hate to admit it, Qin Wangchuan is a towering mountain standing before me."

"I saw him Heavenly Gate last time too."

"I walked through Endless Sea of Fire, and his figure appeared frequently."

"He didn't tell me to give up, nor did he cheer me on; he just stood there."

"Like a Dao Beacon, it both pointed out the direction and drove me forward."

"So, I want to face him again, fair and square."

Chu Qingyan chuckled lightly, stood up, and flicked his sleeve. "Whatever you say."

As he turned around, a profound meaning flashed in his eyes.

Beneath the Battle Intent Tower, countless disciples were training their bodies, their shouts reaching the heavens.

Chu Qingyan recalled the character "Qin" on the invitation and seemed to see again the young man who had amazed everyone with his swordplay back then.

--The Qin Family Wu Dao, a force that forced him to look up to them.

Once upon a time, Qin Wudao was also a boy.

He was a legend from birth, and he forged a legend along the way.

Despite being a peerless Prodigy, he couldn't even see the taillights of his car.

It is precisely because of Qin Wudao that Chu Qingyan, the current number one in the Chu Clan, exists.

Now, Chu Wujiu has also reached this point.

"If you're going to participate in this debate, then show some awareness," he suddenly said, his tone unusually serious. "There's no need to hold back; use whatever you have."

"Let everyone see that my Chu Clan is not just a name without substance."

Chu Wujiu a deep breath and nodded emphatically. "Okay."

He turned and strode away, his back straight and his fighting spirit palpable.

Chu Qingyan watched his retreating figure, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes, before she quickly reverted to her usual languid and indifferent demeanor.

A fighting spirit soared beneath their feet, while cranes cried out in the sky.

But Chu Wujiu's thoughts had already turned to the Dayan Dynasty.

In the northernmost forbidden zone of the Ten Directions Immortal Court, black snow falls year-round.

This is a Primordial Forbidden Land shrouded in Dragon Breath.

The entire forbidden area is vast and perpetually shrouded in a dark golden Dragon Qi.

A towering Dragon Ridge Mountain Range winds and coils, its peaks ablaze with inextinguishable Dragon Flame. Crimson lava surges through the mountains, and countless broken dragon horns and scales float in the magma.

At a glance, nine illusory images of Primordial Dragon souls coiled in the sky, casting down a breathtaking Dragon Might.

In the center of this forbidden land stands a crimson-gold ancient city entirely forged from dragon bones, its walls imprinted with ancient Dragon Clan runes.

This place is the home of the Xiao Clan, an Undying Aristocratic Clan — Dragon Fall Ancient City.

The Xiao Clan is an extremely ancient family, even among the Undying Aristocratic Clan. They possess the Forbidden Secret Technique of taming True Dragon, and their foundation is unfathomable.

--Dragon Fall Ancient City ·Dragon -Dragon Raising Pool

A woman in a long red dress leaned against the jade railing by the Dragon Blood Pool, her fingertips holding a gold-embossed invitation. Her gaze lingered on the three characters "Qin Wangchuan" for a moment, and a playful smile curved her lips.

"Cancel all the subsequent arrangements." She casually tossed the invitation into the churning Dragon Blood Pool, watching the gold foil slowly dissolve in the crimson liquid.

Her name is Xiao Hongling, the heir of the Xiao Clan in this generation.

Although she has not yet officially taken power, the Primordial Dragon in the ancient city, who are imprisoned by chains, have long since learned to submit to her under the whipping of the Dragon Guard.

The Dragon Guard standing behind her was slightly taken aback. "Miss, is there something important?"

Suddenly, a baby dragon darted out of the pool and nuzzled her wrist affectionately.

Xiao Hongling casually stroked the dragon horns and chuckled, "Important matters? Not really."

"But the person behind this is quite interesting..." A sudden tightening of the fingertip caused the young dragon to growl in pain, "--Qin Wangchuan."

"This name has been making headlines throughout the Ten Directions Immortal Court recently."

"Although the rumors are partly true and partly false, the important thing is that he killed Ji Wangji and Gu Yuan."

These two are true Successor Undying Aristocratic Clan, and they often cross paths.

Gu Yuan was cunning by nature, and Ji Wangji was even blessed with a Sacred Body, but they both died in the same Secret Realm.

Although there is no evidence to suggest that Qin Wangchuan was behind it, it is probably true.

"Get ready." She suddenly stood up, and as her dark red skirt swept across the ground, all the young dragons cowered and retreated.

"I want to see just how much real skill this Qin Wangchuan, who's been touted as a god, really possesses."