However, these two incidents gave him other ideas.
The two events mentioned here are not the birth of the ancestral emperor or the father becoming the Quasi-Emperor.
Knowing that he had been granted the Chaos Talisman, Qianlun naturally dared not harbor any disloyal thoughts. Under these circumstances, the news that the Ancestral Emperor was still alive was even more of a worry for him.
If the Dragon Emperor and that lord become enemies, his situation and that of the Myriad Dragon Nest will be in danger.
Fortunately, everything calmed down after the war, and that person did not blame Myriad Dragon Nest.
As for his father becoming Quasi-Emperor, that was certainly something to be happy about. But in the grand scheme of things, it wouldn't have much of an impact. On the contrary, it put him ahead of the other Ancient Emperor Clans, which made Qianlun quite proud. These days, he even walks with a swagger, more glamorous than Yan Qi and the others.
"Once we get that person's help, everything will be different, and the two princesses' situation will be much better." Great Saint Qianlun pondered to himself, thinking a lot.
Just as he was lost in thought, a powerful voice came from above, asking him to accompany him to meet the Master of the True Phoenix Hall, pulling him back to reality.
This was his father, the ancestral patriarch of the Myriad Dragon Nest, and now the only surviving Quasi-Emperor among the Primordial Myriad Races.
My cousin's introduction to the True Phoenix Hall was just for the old man, who wasn't familiar with the world today.
No, that's not accurate. If we include Divine Silkworm Princess, then there are two.
" Qianlun, are you acquainted with the Master of the True Phoenix Hall?"
The purple-haired old man rode the wind and ascended the Phoenix Feather Heavenly Ladder. Each step left a blood lotus petal in his wake. His speed was neither too fast nor too slow, but his composure was unwavering.
In response to his father's question, Qianlun bowed and said, "Back on the Burial Emperor Star, the Sixth Elder and the Seventh Elder visited the Master of the True Phoenix Hall."
The old man sighed softly upon hearing this, but said nothing more.
The Sixth Elder and the Seventh Elder were both key members of the Dragon Nest, but unfortunately, they both perished in that upheaval.
Even though the old man was a Quasi-Emperor, he remained tight-lipped about the changes and dared not discuss them, a stark contrast to his behavior in the original timeline.
In another timeline, hundreds of years later, the Dragon Maiden ascends to the Great Saint, while the Old Dragon breaks through his barriers, his murderous aura surging after his tribulation. He vows to ascend to the stars, slaughter the Barbarian Clan, and avenge the fallen members of his clan in the Myriad Dragon Nest...
If we're talking about hatred, when Su Yu suppressed the Myriad Dragon Nest, the aftershocks of the battle killed many Purple Dragon, and he even abducted the Ancient Emperor, which was definitely a trampling on the dignity of the royal family. This is an irreconcilable hatred.
But the difference in strength makes all of this seem infinitely lighter.
Before the Supreme, there is little difference between Quasi-Emperor and Great Saint; at most, they are just slightly larger ants.
At the same time, it wasn't just Myriad Dragon Nest that suffered a major calamity; several other Ancient Emperor Clans were also suppressed, making it easier for people to maintain a balanced mindset.
Moreover, it was precisely because of that incident that the entire tribe benefited from the misfortune and achieved better development.
His breakthrough was also made possible by a divine pill brought by Tian Xiao; otherwise, he would not know how long he would have been stuck in the life-or-death struggle.
"Perhaps they will fall into obscurity and vanish into nothingness..."
The old man sighed, "Every carving and every piece of work is ordained by fate. It's just that the clan is thriving now, and both princesses have been 'married' to that man. This is the best outcome."
It is said that when the Quasi-Emperor of the Dragon Cave ascended the True Phoenix Ladder, the Hall at the top of the sky had already gathered a crowd. The True Phoenix Hall, the Myriad Dragon Nest, the Divine Silkworm Clan, the Fire Qilin Cave, the Golden Cave, the Blood Phoenix Mountain, the Reincarnation Sea, the Primordial Lake... and also the newly arrived Torch Dragon Clan.
Representatives from nine Ancient Emperor Clans lined up to welcome the newly Quasi-Emperor, making the Phoenix Nest extremely lively.
The representative of Myriad Dragon Nest was originally Qianlun, but this time he accompanied his father, so another Great Saint of Myriad Dragon Nest was chosen instead.
This is the second and final Great Saint Great Saint the Myriad Dragon Nest.
In the ancient times, this clan lacked Heavenly King -level figures such as the Nine Phoenix King, the Qilin Heavenly King, and the Fallen Heaven King, resulting in a shortage of capable successors. This Dragon Clan Great Saint survived the Heavenly Tribulation by relying on elixirs and Bloodline Sublimation Technique, making him slightly weaker than a normal Great Saint, and far inferior to figures like the Nine Phoenix King.
But this is already the best-case scenario.
If it weren't for the technological upgrade of His Highness Time Hall 'Dao Yan Lineage lineage, who refined the Enlightenment Sudden Enlightenment Pill using Bodhi Tree and leaves as the main ingredients and rare materials such as Life Ancient Tree Leaves and Enlightenment Tea Leaves as auxiliary ingredients, which could help Saintly beings break through their limits and take that profound and mysterious step, there would be far fewer Great Saint among the Ancient Emperor Clans...
In the Crimson Gold Dojo, the leading envoy of the True Phoenix Hall was a woman with purple hair and eyes. She wore a flowing purple phoenix feather dress with wide sleeves. Her face Perfect World, and her smooth black hair just reached below her hips. Her hair was styled in a high bun in the shape of Huang, adorned with a purple-gold divine hairpin made of Long Purple Mother Gold.
Her eyes were deep, and between her brows hung Sun-Moon pendant, forged from Divine Mark Purple Gold, shimmering with the light of the Great Dao. She exuded a great majesty, the aura of the Great Ninth Heaven.
"Greetings, Governor. I never expected you to come in person."
The moment he saw the woman, the Great Saint Qianlun rushed forward, his attitude very enthusiastic.
Although both were at the peak of the Taichu, only one step away from entering the Quasi-Emperor realm, their statuses differed greatly.
The former was a maidservant of the Master of the True Phoenix Hall. It was rumored that she had served the Master of the True Phoenix Hall and had a close relationship with him. She was the third most important person in the True Phoenix Hall, serving as the Northern Heavenly Angels. Her subordinates respectfully called her Governor, and she wielded immense power.
Many Ancient Emperor Clans Great Saint knew about this woman's background.
Xi Ya, a descendant of the Sun-Moon Divine General among the Eight Divine Generals, possesses extraordinary talent. She achieved sainthood in the early Primordial Era and sealed herself into this era along with the Master of the True Phoenix Hall.
In just over a hundred years, this person's cultivation level skyrocketed, rising from Saint to the pinnacle of the Taichu. He possessed an endless array of secret techniques, and his magical artifacts were terrifying. He was more qualified to be called a " Half-Step Quasi-Emperor " than Qianlun, Yan Lin, and others.
The reason behind this is obvious without anyone having to guess.
"If I were to Divine Medicine Garden, cultivate Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree, drink tea from the immortal spring, smell the fragrance of peaches of immortality, breathe in the essence of the Life Ancient Tree, lean against the Bodhi Tree, gaze upon the Star Immortal Tree, sleep with the Qilin, walk with the Immortal Phoenix, stroll with the True Dragon, and receive lectures from Quasi-Emperor and Supreme, I would have already broken through the Quasi-Emperor barrier..."
Qianlun murmured to himself, feeling a mixture of envy and jealousy, while wearing a warm smile as he moved closer to the governor in front of him.
Faced with Qianlun's enthusiasm, Xi Ya merely nodded slightly, showing no response, her gaze fixed on the purple-robed elder behind her.
She's had too many similar interactions; she doesn't like fake smiles, hence her expression.
According to the ancient laws, the strong are respected. She is stronger than these Great Saint before her, so why should she engage in feigned exchanges?
As the purple-robed elder approached, Xi Ya smiled, bowed slightly, and showed due respect to the newly Quasi-Emperor.
The old dragon was very adept at interpersonal relationships and was extremely polite to these nepotistic officials.
He knew that he was not facing this junior, but rather paying homage to half of the Master of the True Phoenix Hall.
With his Quasi-Emperor realm and keen insight, he could immediately tell that Xi Ya had lost her primordial yin. Given her status, it was obvious who could have taken her primordial yin blood.
After a brief exchange, Xi Ya led the group inside.
The True Phoenix Hall, tall and solemn, was forged from the Phoenix Divine Wood. It exuded overwhelming pressure, and powerful Life waves emanated from it.
The interior exudes a rich medicinal aroma, making one feel completely comfortable and blissful.
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I did something these past few days
I don't know if it's right or wrong.
Xiao Ye has strong likes and dislikes, likes people she's close to, and is willing to help even those who aren't family.
People I dislike, I don't even want to look at, even if they are relatives.
Within the system, one's personality might need to be changed, but once one's values are firmly established, how can they be easily altered?
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day!
The extra chapter hasn't started yet; Xiao Ye is still at home, enjoying some rare time with her parents.
Chapter 715 Northern Heaven Enfeoffed Sovereign
The gate opened, and flowing red Dao rails rose up. In an instant, nine stars hung high, surrounded by rich five-colored radiance, which turned out to be nine Chaos Small World.
This breathtaking scene is merely an embellishment.
Ahead, a crystal-clear lake appears, and a red-gold city sits in the center of the water, suppressing the entire world.
It was truly extraordinary. From afar, it appeared as a mere speck of crimson light, but upon closer inspection, this city was even larger than an ancient star field. Standing before the waters, it possessed an unshakeable majesty that commanded the past, suppressed the present, and looked down upon the future, standing above all other realms.
This was clearly a vast cosmic sea, which the powerful being had transformed into his own domain.
This is clearly a Supreme method.
The next moment, the governor's brow shone brightly, and a gleaming red feather was revealed beneath his Big Red sleeve, as if it were cast from Phoenix Blood Red Gold, extremely dazzling.
When the realm within a realm opened, the red feather glowed and ripples appeared. An indescribable Daoist law was stirring and spreading, and the rumbling sound shook this cosmic sea.
At the same time, whether it was Qianlun or the other Great Saint of the Ancient Clans, their bodies were trembling slightly.
"Brush!"
Their faces were pale, and their bodies and Divine Capital felt immense pressure, as if an ancient immortal was resurrecting before them, coldly watching them.
If it weren't for the crimson feather in Xi Ya's hand radiating light, like the Source of the Dao, bearing most of the pressure and protecting the pillars of this group of Ancient Emperor Clans, there would definitely have been a major problem.
Even the old man, who was Quasi-Emperor, bowed slightly, not daring to directly face the aura, as that would cause a major confrontation and be a serious disrespect.
"This is the oppressive aura of the True Phoenix Clan."
The newly promoted Great Saint of the Ancient Emperor Clans were shocked and immediately became much more humble.
Without saying a word, Xi Ya took a step forward, graceful as a startled swan, and flew towards the cosmic sea.
The other Great Saint exchanged glances, unleashed their Tongtian divine powers, and followed, rushing up to a position as high as the city gate tower to look ahead.
They encountered some living beings.
Several young men and women, bathed in a hazy light and exuding a faint ethereal Immortal Qi, were looking down at them.
It was clear that they were very young, their eyes not showing signs of age, truly young people, even somewhat naive, and all extremely beautiful and handsome.
They seemed like Exiled Immortal, several of them emerging together, exuding youthful energy, standing there.
However, these people possessed an extraordinary aura, carrying a cold and indifferent expression as they looked down at the people below. They rarely showed any emotional fluctuations, as if they belonged to a different world from the people outside, exuding a transcendent and aloof indifference.
They were talking to Xi Ya, glancing at the crowd outside a few times in between, but showing no emotional fluctuation.
Old Dragon then strolled over and approached, earning the attention of a few people, but only from this Quasi-Emperor.
Faced with the existence of the Holy Path, although they outwardly feigned it and even smiled, they could not conceal their true thoughts from the beginning: to look down upon it.
This blatant "disrespect" was unbearable for the self-important descendants of the Ancient Emperor.
Their ancestors once ascended to the throne, ruled over all races, and reigned supreme over the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths for an era.
Although the Ancient Emperor has passed away, his noble royal blood remains and will not be insulted.
"Those people must be so arrogant." A member of the crowd chuckled Great Saint, though it was a cold smile he didn't show.
The Great Saint of the Golden Clan was the same, also smiling, but it was by no means genuine.
Given their status—many of whom wielded Ancient Emperor Weapon and commanded large royal families—the fact that they were being looked down upon and despised here made the two of them sneer inwardly.
Qianlun remained silent, quietly observing the group.
On the city wall, there were also some guards, all wearing battle armor made of Nine Heavens Divine Jade. Their auras were concealed, but they were definitely experts. The ancient spears, Heavenly Halberd, and bronze spears they held all exuded a terrifying killing intent, making people's skin hurt, as if they were being cut and bleeding.
Even with the Divine Radiance blocking their way and the concealment and protection formed by the secret artifact, the true appearances of this group of people were still revealed by the Crimson Feather in Xi Ya's hand.
The group of young men and women, led by a man dressed in a golden robe and wearing a golden crown, looked to be in his early twenties. His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over Qianlun and the others.