Lu Xiuluo stepped down from the skull throne and kicked the Blood Devil Demon in the head.
The Blood Devil bled from its mouth and nose, lay paralyzed on the ground, unable to move, like a corpse.
Lu Xiuluo looked down at him coldly and said, "You are a slave. A slave should watch his words, do you hear me?"
The Blood Devil's expression was numb. "Slave, I understand."
Lu Xiuluo was finally satisfied and waved for him to get up. Blood Devil Demon stood to the side. He wanted to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but when he raised his hand, he saw a louse on his sleeve.
He stared at it for a while, his expression indifferent, but his bloodshot eyes trembled for a moment.
He flicked his fingers and quietly, gently, pushed the louse down his sleeve.
Sacred Continent.
The Land of Eternal Twilight.
Yan Fei sat on a small, drifting boat, his gaze unfocused, lost in thought.
Chu Shanjun stepped onto the small boat, patted the former on the shoulder, and gave him a pot of wine.
Yan Fei took it, uncorked it, and drank it down in one gulp.
Chu Shanjun remained silent. He took out a fishing rod without hook or bait and began fishing, waiting for those who were willing to take the bait.
Yan Fei, who is usually so lively, is acting so strangely; he must be troubled by something. But he is by nature a man of few words and doesn't know how to comfort people; all he can do is silently keep them company.
Finally, Yan Fei couldn't hold back any longer. He took a swig of wine and said in a muffled voice, "I made an agreement with my father."
"Um."
"If I can reach the Mahayana Realm within five years, he will no longer restrict me; if I cannot, I will have to go back and take over the Setting Sun Sect."
"Um."
"I must have lost my mind. How could I possibly break through the Tribulation Crossing and reach the Mahayana within five years? It's a complete fantasy, even eating shit would be easier than that."
Yan Fei lowered his head in distress.
His current strength is at the Spirit Transformation Realm Eighth Stage, making him a genius among ordinary people, and a mediocre person among geniuses.
Five years—let alone whether he can reach the Mahayana Realm, whether he can even break through to the Spirit Transformation is still a question!
In many people's eyes, the future of a young master from a super sect, who grows up to inherit his father's business and continue the legendary legacy, is such a bright and promising prospect, a height that many people can never reach in their entire lives.
But all he wanted was to be a carefree hermit, living a life of leisure and tranquility in the countryside. He didn't have such great ambitions, nor did he possess such strength. He couldn't handle the Setting Sun Sect if it were handed over to him!
Chu Shanjun didn't know how to comfort him, but he selfishly said that he shared the same thoughts as Yan Hantian. He didn't have any ambitions and wanted Yan Fei to become the successor. He was wholeheartedly going to assist him.
However, Yan Fei had other plans, and he was unwilling to force his friend to do anything in any particular way.
Golden light shone brightly in the sky, Heavenly Ranking swept across the heavens, playing the video of the top spot.
Yan Fei became excited as he looked at the Heavenly Ranking. Pointing at it, he said with great enthusiasm, " Xie Feng actually managed to kill the Azure Dragon Ancestor!"
"This power is exactly what I need! Old Chu, weren't you instructed by him? Can you find him? I want to become his disciple!"
Upon seeing the Heavenly Ranking, Chu Shanjun was filled with admiration for Xie Feng's strength. Hearing Yan Fei's words, he was momentarily stunned.
"You want to become his disciple?"
"Ranked first on all four lists, and having annihilated an ancient and powerful clan, is there anyone in the world more powerful than him?!"
"I don't know where he is."
"We can go to the world's number one intelligence network, to the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, to perform calculations!"
Yan Fei's eyes shone brightly. Chu Shanjun was also willing to accompany him on this trip. Xie Feng's sword strike back then had completely won him over. How could he miss this opportunity to meet him!
Qi Wuyan of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, who has calculated everything from ancient times to the present, may know Xie Feng's location!
In the northeast of the Sacred Continent lies a vast, desolate, and cold land. The climate here is extremely cold, and it is covered with ice and snow all year round. It is so bitterly cold that it is almost the most unbearable place for human survival.
Glaciers stretch endlessly, the snow is white, the glaciers are black, they have never melted, and the buildings built on them are also black.
This region was shrouded in darkness, but compared to the Eternal Night, it was still relatively bright. The white snow reflected the cool light of the sun and moon, making the entire glacier seem eerie and mysterious.
This is the Wuyou Glacier, the area inhabited by the Wei Clan.
This race is neither human nor beast, but a strange creature born from the aura of ice and snow, nourished by the energy of creation!
However, they are very similar to human civilization, can also take human form, and can absorb the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to cultivate.
You City is the capital city of the Wuyou Glacier. On the rooftop of a marquis's mansion, the cold moonlight, as white as frost, casts a faint, chilling shadow.
He was tall and imposing, dressed in a purple and gold robe and wearing a plain gold crown. His narrow, snake-like eyes were often squinting, with a sharp glint hidden in his pupils. His eyebrows were thick and bushy, and when he frowned, he exuded a powerful sense of oppression.
The Wei Clan, the Marquis of Northern Nether!
He looked up at the Heavenly Ranking that illuminated the entire Wuyou Glacier, its golden light dazzling and brilliant.
"Having just emerged from seclusion, the world's situation has developed to this extent. The Spiritual Qi of the Age of Dharma Decline is reviving. Haha, interesting."
"Number one on the Heavenly Ranking, Xie Feng...?"
Marquis of Northern Nether muttered to himself. As his thoughts raced, the three lists— the Aptitude Ranking, the Dharma Artifact Ranking, and the Grace Ranking —appeared with his will, and could only be seen by people in his region.
" Xie Feng is ranked first on all four Heavenly Ranking. It seems he is no weakling."
"The video of the number one on the Physical Body Ranking, this is..."
Marquis of Northern Nether stared coldly at the scene in the video where the Azure Dragon Ancestor died and the Azure Dragon Clan was wiped out, his pupils trembling slightly!
The Azure Dragon Ancestor was actually killed...
This person definitely possesses strength no weaker Immortal Ascension Realm, is he an immortal?!
" The Azure Dragon Clan has provoked such a powerful enemy. What a pity, given the alliance from thirteen years ago."
Marquis of Northern Nether sighed softly, his voice filled with melancholy, but his face remained expressionless, as cold and profound as a glacier.
He scanned the four Heavenly Ranking with great interest, and his expression changed slightly when he saw the second place on the Aptitude Ranking.
Primordial White Tiger Immortal Physique, Sushang!
The four characters " Primordial White Tiger" are an Eternity taboo in the heart of Marquis of Northern Nether.
He spent thirteen years in seclusion healing his wounds. He had been injured by Su Yuan during the siege of Eternal Night!
"This name reminds me of long-forgotten memories."
"As far as I know, the last three Primordial White Tiger — Su Yuan, Shang Ni, and Chen Beiye— have already perished. How could there be a fourth Primordial White Tiger?"
"The tigress was pregnant at the time. Could these be her offspring? How did she manage to escape the pursuit of 100,000 azure dragons?"
A slight change appeared on the face of the Marquis of Northern Nether; he frowned and murmured to himself.
"Perhaps the key to the Lost Immortal Temple can be found in this person."
"The combination of Sushang and Su Yuan Shang Ni, humph, they're still showing off their love even after they're dead."
"I will find you and then obtain the key!"
The Marquis of Northern Nether gazed at the Heavenly Ranking with his deep and sharp eyes. He slowly put his hands behind his back, and a tremendous surge of fortune erupted from him.
That's the power of immortals!