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Although it was a carriage, there were no horses.

The whole carriage was completely built according to the shape of the folk carriage. It was completely gold as if it were made of gold, but it was more dazzling than gold.

Ding Chunqiu was not a person who paid attention to extravagance, but as the head of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, the top sect on the Heaven Path continent, he could not be too casual. After all, he represented the whole sect.

The Yellow Crystal Dark Stone was refined from purple Dark Stone. It was comparable to the top-grade space Dark Stone. Not only was its interior extremely spacious, but it was also like a gorgeous palace. It was as light as a feather. With a little activation of mysterious strength, it could travel thousands of miles in an instant.

Not only that, but it could even exert the power of space transformation. Although the power was not as good as that of the Sky-fleeing Stone Key, it had the same effect.

Every time Ding Chunqiu went out, he would go to the Western Desert to comprehend the Buddha dharma, to the Southern Wilderness to see Ding Ke’er and her husband, to the Seven Seas, or to the Eastern Continent. The carriage followed him like a shadow, so it had also become Ding Chunqiu’s symbol.

Every time people saw a dazzling golden light flash in the sky, they knew that the famous Sect Leader Ding of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had arrived.

Correspondingly, as the lord of a region, the God Emperor of the Eastern Continent also had his own ride.

God Emperor Hua Mojian’s show of extravagance wasn’t about his carriage but his huge dragon.

A thousand years ago, God Emperor Hua Mojian had personally conquered the easternmost continent and tamed an evil dragon. The evil dragon’s entire body was crimson, and it could summon rain and clouds, fly with incredible speed, and fly through the sea. It was omnipotent.

At that time, when Hua Mojian saw that it was a spirit treasure that was rarely seen in 10,000 years, he couldn’t bear to kill it, so he utilized the magical power of the Southern Underworld Ignis to tame this arrogant and unyielding evil dragon into submission. After that, Hua Mojian brought it along with him, and this crimson dragon became a divine treasure that everyone in the world knew.

Ding Chunqiu and Hua Mojian met in the sky above the boundary formation. They arrived almost at the same time.

By then, both of them had walked out of their respective carriages.

Hua Mojian cupped his hands and said with a smile, “Sect Leader Ding, it’s been many years. How have you been?”

“God Emperor, you’re still as elegant as ever!” Ding Chunqiu also replied with a smile.

“Heh, I guess he can’t stand being idle. What is he trying to do by causing such a ruckus? I’m really curious!” God Emperor Hua Mojian said meaningfully. It was obvious that he was not being polite to the Feather Clan.

He glanced around as if he were looking for the new master of the Feather Clan.

“Hey! You two little guys, hurry up and come down. You’ve stolen all the limelight.”

Everyone was shocked. Who dared to talk to the leaders of the two Human Clan forces like this? Who was so bold?

Who else could it be other than Pig Immortal?

“It seems that the White-Robed Emperor and the new master of the Feather Clan have not arrived yet. Haha, God Emperor Hua, let’s go down. Senior Pig Immortal is calling us,” Ding Chunqiu said with a smile.

“Alright.” Hua Mojian shook his head with a wry smile.

The Pig Immortal and Ding Hao belonged to the same generation. They were the two’s elders and acted like old naughty children. Even if Ding Chunqiu was the master of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect and Hua Mojian was the God Emperor of God’s Palace, they had to bow to Pig Immortal obediently.

After Hua Mojian finished speaking, the two put away the carriages and Divine Dragons they carried with them and came to Pig Immortal and the Great Ape King to greet them.

At this time, Bai Quanshui and Song Que also came over.

Not only Bai Queshui and Song Que, but also Wen Duoqing, the Demon Lord of the Southern Land, Ding Ke’er, the Lord of the Heaven Sect, Zhang Fan, the Mad Saber of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, and Fang Tianyi, the Three Thousand Swords God, walked out of the crowd.

The crowd was in an uproar.

For so many years, these people who seemed to only exist in myths and legends had appeared one after another.

Today was destined to be a grand event.

Only then did the crowd realize that these peerless masters had arrived a long time ago and were only hiding in the crowd. These people had come in an extremely low profile, and no one had noticed that the ones standing beside them were actually top masters of this era.

Everyone released another sigh of admiration. They could already see the most powerful individuals in this world before the battle even began, all of them true supreme masters.

These people greeted each other one by one.

A smile appeared on Ding Hao’s face when he saw that even Ding Ke’er and her husband had come.

However, he had no intention of reuniting with his friends and relatives.

Mu Tianyang and Xiang Zeyu had not yet appeared, so Ding Hao wanted to observe within the crowd for a while.

Suddenly, a wave of boundless rumbling resounded. The rumbling grew louder and louder, and it seemed to be approaching from afar.

Such a commotion actually covered the rumbling of thunder within the boundary formation.

Everyone was astounded once more. The shock waves from the collision between the Pig Immortal and the Great Ape King earlier had already caused them to have lingering fear in their hearts, and now there was an enormous rumbling that seemed like a tide. However, its impetus was even greater than the momentum of the collision from before.

The sound was approaching quickly.

It was the sound of a tsunami.

Looking around, a tsunami that was 3km tall rose up into the sky, and it seemed as if it wasn’t controlled by any external force and surged over by itself.

The tsunami surged over with the power to sweep away thousands of troops, but when it was about to attack the Tribulation Mountain Range, it suddenly stopped.

It had no intention of moving forward, nor did it have any intention of retreating. The waves that surged out no longer extended by a foot, nor did they diminish by an inch. They just stood there steadily.

Several figures could be seen faintly above the tsunami.

“It’s the Sea God!”

Someone exclaimed. The power of the superior expert surprised many martial artists in the Saint Realm and the God Realm.

Ding Hao had long sensed that Adorable and the High Priest were on the sea. Not only were Adorable and the High Priest present, but also the Seven Elders of the Sea Clan had arrived. They had also brought a lot of soldiers with them, coming with a vast momentum. It seemed that they attached great importance to this competition.

“Since the audience is here, the protagonists should show up now, right?” The fat man, Song Que, complained. He seemed to be complaining about Xiang Zeyu’s delay and was dissatisfied with the exaggerated appearance of the members of the Seven Seas.

Just as he finished complaining, the Feather Clan army descended from the sky.

The waves piled up and surrounded the entire crown island. From a distance, it looked like a blue and lively volcano. Above the crater, the dark clouds that had not dissipated for thousands of years and the remaining power of the 100-year-old Heavenly Thunder complemented the waves.

The Feather Clan army entered through the volcanic crater and instantly surrounded the entire boundary formation.

These Feather Clan soldiers were all at least Demon Saints. Since Xiang Zeyu was able to cultivate such a large group of elites in just a few hundred years, his leadership was evident.

After the army was arranged, in the dark clouds, thunder and lightning flashed from time to time, and a white-clothed man appeared.

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Dressed in a flawless white robe and holding a jade flute in his hand, he had neat hair, a handsome face, and wise eyes. This young man was Xiang Zeyu, the new master of the Feather Clan.

As soon as Xiang Zeyu showed up, the army of the Feather Clan knelt on the ground in unison as if they were worshipping a god.

Everyone looked up into the void. At first glance, they did not find anything extraordinary about the new master of the Feather Clan. However, they looked at him expectantly. Would Xiang Zeyu show the legendary Golden Wings at once?

In the sky, the white figure slowed down to the extreme like a feather that was slowly falling. It was as if he was enjoying the gazes of everyone present.

The experts present were unable to sense a trace of a powerful aura from the person before them. They were only able to faintly sense that Xiang Zeyu possessed a vast and pure aura.

He slowly landed on the ground, gently raised his left hand, motioned for everyone to rise, and then walked toward Ding Chunqiu and the others.

Xiang Zeyu saluted Ding Chunqiu from a distance and said very politely, “I’m Xiang Zeyu. Greetings, Sect Leader Ding of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect!”

“You’re too courteous.” Ding Chunqiu cupped his hands.

His temper was straightforward, and he didn’t buy Xiang Zeyu’s politeness at all.

As was known to all, there was a deep hatred between the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect and the Feather Clan. When the Feather Clan declined, the geniuses and the Feather Emperor of the Feather Clan were all killed by Ding Hao. Without Ding Hao’s suppression, the Feather Clan would definitely be one of the dominators of this world.

For so many years, the Feather Clan had never forgotten the humiliation they had suffered in the past.

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“Greetings, seniors.” The new master of the Feather Clan bowed to the Pig Immortal, the Great Ape King, and the other dominator-like masters.

He behaved in an extremely gentle and elegant manner, like an elegant young master of the mortal world.

No one expected the new master of the Feather Clan to be so polite.

During these past few years, conflicts had broken out everywhere. Even though the Feather Clan was the force pulling the strings behind the scenes, its members were quite well-behaved and focused on developing their territory. At the same time, they had also helped out quite a few of the weaker demons and even the humans.

The people present were a little surprised that Xiang Zeyu, the new leader of the Feather Clan, was so respectful and polite. In their impression, he led the Feather Clan to rise strongly and dared to openly challenge the White-Robed Emperor, Mu Tianyang. In theory, he should be a supercilious person.

At this moment…

“I thought that the new master of the Feather Clan was an arrogant and domineering young boy, but now it seems that it’s a little interesting. Do you want to destroy us in one fell swoop with so many soldiers, or are you afraid that we will bully you together?”

The person who spoke so straightforwardly was none other than Pig Immortal.

“Senior Pig Immortal, you must be joking. They are my personal guards and rarely leave my side. With your reputation, how would I dare to offend you? How could I be worried about you harming them with your reputation? I’ve come here today to sincerely spar with the White-Robed Emperor,” Xiang Zeyu replied politely.

“Well, you have a glib tongue. It seems that you have some skills. Let’s see how many moves you can take from Mu Tianyang, that bastard!” the Pig Immortal said disdainfully.

Xiang Zeyu cupped his hands and said, “Thank you for your compliment, Senior Pig Immortal.”

“However, I advise you not to talk big with weak strength. Try not to be knocked down in one move, haha.” As Pig Immortal spoke, he laughed to himself.

When the people standing on the periphery heard the words of the Pig Immortal, they all had strange expressions on their faces. The Pig Immortal seemed to be very disgusted with the new master of the Feather Clan and was not polite at all.

However, the Great Ape King was expressionless.

Xiang Zeyu didn’t get angry. He still said calmly, “I will try my best!”