The Ancient Vast Realm

In the martial arts arena

"boom!"

A huge blood-colored dragon claw and a giant cyan palm collided fiercely with each other in mid-air. The terrifying impact caused an invisible shield to rise in the entire martial arts arena, blocking all the aftermath. , the figures of Feng Xuan and Chi Longyun were also affected, and each of them floated back dozens of feet before landing firmly on the ground.

Outside the martial arts arena, Tieshan's mood fluctuated for a moment as he looked at the two people standing still, especially Feng Xuanzhi, who looked calm.

"Your Highness has become stronger again..." Tieshan looked at Feng Xuan and murmured.

Tieshan, who had sparred with Fengxuan a few months ago, could completely feel that Fengxuan's strength was now beyond his ability to detect compared to when he had sparred with him.

Looking at Feng Xuan's young appearance, Tieshan felt a sense of decadence and more awe in his heart. At the same time, he was proud of Feng Xuan's progress in strength. As a follower of a top genius, Tie Shan Shan will naturally feel proud as Feng Xuan's strength becomes stronger.

In the martial arts arena, Chi Longyun looked at Feng Xuan and felt a little disappointed.

"Haha, I thought that with the help of my master, I was able to break through to the Hidden Essence Realm in such a short time. I never thought that Brother Feng, you are even more shocking. Your cultivation has reached such a level." Chi Longyun looked at Feng Xuan and sighed.

This is already the tenth day since Chi Longyun came to Cangqi Palace. During this period, although the two of them are adapting to their own physical cultivation, they are also indispensable for learning from each other.

Chi Longyun originally thought that with his now soaring strength, it wouldn't be difficult to suppress Feng Xuan, but he never imagined that no matter how much strength he secretly increased, Feng Xuan would be able to equal him. Chilong Yundu never got the slightest benefit.

During this sparring session, Chi Longyun, who was a little dissatisfied, even secretly used the power of that thing during this sparring session. However, he didn't expect that there was nothing he could do about it. It seemed that the opponent's strength was simply a bottomless abyss. He didn't know where the limit was at all, which made Chi Longyun extremely shocked.

"Haha, it's just some opportunities."

Feng Xuan walked towards Chi Longyun and responded with a faint smile. There was no trace of pride in his expression. Feng Xuan knew that if he had not received the benefits given by Mie Meng, he would still be at the level of Qi Transformation. I am afraid that now It’s really hard to say how to compete with Chi Longyun.

Not only is Chi Longyun now equally strong, his blood is as strong as a dragon, and his power is extremely majestic and terrifying. There is also a faint aura about him that makes even Feng Xuan feel a little palpitated.

"This should be Brother Chilong's trump card, right?"

Feng Xuan felt the dangerous aura and secretly guessed in his heart.

"It's almost time. The last person I've made an appointment with has arrived. How about we set off tomorrow? There's not much time left before the opening of the Burning Wasteland Cave."

Chilongyun and Fengxuan walked side by side and said.

Feng Xuan nodded in agreement. Now that everything is ready, there is no reason to delay it. If they arrive at Qianyan Volcano as soon as possible, they can visit some places and find out some information. After all, the two of them are here for hunting. The genius of the Flame Demon Clan.

Early on the next morning, Feng Xuan said goodbye to Shan Bo, put on his cloak and mask with Chi Longyun, and then flew towards the teleportation altar.

Looking at the retreating figures of Feng Xuan and Chi Long Yun, Shan Bo stood in front of Cang Qi Palace and silently prayed for them in his heart.

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Great Wilderness Holy Land—Eastern Wilderness City

As soon as Feng Xuang stepped out of the teleportation altar, he looked around and immediately felt the difference between the East Desert City, the South Desert City and the North Desert City.

This is Feng Xuan's first time coming to Donghuang City. The warriors in Donghuang City seem to be more restrained and refined in their attire than those in Nanhuang City and Xihuang City. Many people wearing brocade silk robes can often be seen walking around each other.

At first glance, it seems that there are more witch cultivators in Donghuang City. Many monks who control various witchcraft weapons and use spells are flying around in the air. Judging from the degree of use of the weapons, they are more frequent than in the other two areas. .

Feng Xuan saw that many monks would throw things like flying boats, feather fans, and long swords into huge flying instruments when traveling. However, Feng Xuan did not feel the witchcraft on most of these people. Fluctuations in soul power.

This suddenly made Feng Xuan think that when he first arrived in Nanhuang City, Deacon Qu Yi also used a flying boat to take him and others. It seemed that this way of flying was not only faster but also more unrestrained, like the one in the Witch Tao Academy. The witch cultivator will at least learn a technique to turn it into a carrying object and fly in the air, and will not be able to fly with only the physical body like himself.

"If you have time, you can learn about this kind of flying device or practice a technique."

Feng Xuan secretly thought that he could be regarded as an upright witch cultivator, but it seemed that he had never regarded himself as a witch cultivator. He only used the powerful soul of the witch cultivator to assist him in his practice.

Feng Xuan watched several warriors wearing brocade robes with cloud patterns and phoenixes passing by, and suddenly felt that the eighth brother's clothes seemed to bring him closer to the Eastern Wasteland.

"Is it possible that the Eighth Senior Brother was once a person from the Eastern Region?"

Feng Xuan looked at the people around him and suddenly thought. Thinking of this, Feng Xuan felt a little ashamed. He had been obsessed with practice and seemed to have ignored many things.

Following Chi Longyun, Feng Xuan and the others hurried all the way until they arrived in front of a loft made of fragrant nanmu wood. The three characters "Ningxiang Tower" were hanging high in front of the loft.

As soon as Feng Xuan approached the loft, he felt the fragrance of wood coming, which made people who smelled it feel more relaxed and comfortable.

At this moment, Feng Xuan saw a young waiter wearing plain shorts and a gray scarf hurriedly approaching the two of them, and asked respectfully: "Welcome to Ningxiang Tower, what do you need?"

Looking at this scene, Chi Longyun did not show any surprise on his face, but Feng Xuan felt a little strange.

After coming to this Donghuang City, it seemed that many things were things he had never touched before, which made Feng Xuan just watch carefully all the way without saying too much.

In Feng Xuan's perception, the young waiter's cultivation level has only reached the Boiling Blood Stage, and his cultivation level is not worth mentioning. It seems that he is a person who is specially used for serving, just like the subordinates in his palace.

"Please ask the person with the number 82 on the ground for me. He will naturally understand when he sees this."

Chi Longyun directly took out a wooden sign similar to the style of this attic from his arms and handed it directly to the young waiter. The word 82 was engraved on it.