Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

0The Heavenly Dragon Warship, which was covered in scratches and had its head cut off, slowly approached. After entering the Haotian Saint Land, it attracted the attention of many people in the Sacred Land.    

    

"Isn't this the Heavenly Dragon Warship of the Saint Asura Sect? Why is there no dragon head left?"    

    

"Who knows? I think they were attacked on their way here. Those traces on the warship are all new."    

    

"The leader is Sword Emperor Wusheng. He is a Battle Emperor. Who would dare to attack him?"    

    

"I don't know. Saint Asura Sect has been in the limelight for so long. Even the Black Flame Forbidden Land has been flattened by them. I don't think anyone will find them unpleasant because of this."    

    

"Keep your voices down. Be careful that they will hear us."    

    

In the Haotian Saint Land, everyone looked at the Heavenly Dragon Warship that was following Fiend Emperor and heading towards the area where the various major powers were stationed.    

    

The people of the Haotian Saint Land were very curious about what had happened before the arrival of these major powers on the Heavenly Dragon Warship.    

    

What kind of person was it that dared to attack a major power like the Saint Asura Sect and Sword Emperor Wusheng?    

    

Many people guessed that it was the devils that had attacked, because they were the only ones who had such a huge grudge against the Saint Asura Sect.    

    

The people on the Heavenly Dragon Warship didn't pay any attention to the public opinion around them. Instead, they were sizing up their surroundings and the people around them.    

    

They firmly believed that they would use their fists to make these people shut their mouths.    

    

In Haotian Saint Land, everyone's attention slowly shifted from the Heavenly Dragon Warship to Ao Lingchen and the others.    

    

"These must be the true disciples of Saint Asura Sect. That's Ling Luo. I heard that he is the number one Heavenly Prides in Saint Asura Sect. His sword skill is extraordinary and powerful."    

    

"Ling Luo? I have also heard of him. He is quite famous. He can be considered an expert in this competition."    

    

"Why is there another one carrying a hoe? Does Saint Asura Sect even have a farmer?"    

    

Everyone's eyes shifted to the young man carrying the hoe in Heavenly Dragon Warship."    

    

" I know who is carrying the hoe. The Heavenly Pride of the Saint Asura Sect is on par with Ling Luo's strength. We need to pay attention to this competition as well. "    

    

"There should only be two people in Saint Asura Sect that we need to pay attention to. The others don't seem to have anything special about them. This generation of Saint Asura Sect seems to be quite weak."    

    

Numerous disciples of Haotian Saint Land were discussing amongst themselves, pointing and pointing at the people of Saint Asura Sect on the Heavenly Dragon Warship.    

    

It seemed like they were trying to understand who was the threat of these disciples who came to participate in the competition.    

    

From time to time, the public opinion in the Haotian Saint Land would ring out. Sword Emperor Wusheng, who was standing at the front, acted as if he didn't hear anything and just ignored them. One of them was happy to see success, while the other was indifferent to it.    

    

Ao Lingchen's expression was indifferent as he listened to the public opinion. He didn't take it to heart.    

    

Everyone's attention wasn't focused on him. It was just nice that he could hide himself and let some of them underestimate him. This was the perfect time for him to make a surprise attack and win the battle.    

    

Ao Lingchen's expression was indifferent, and so were the others on the Heavenly Dragon Warship. Everyone was holding in their anger, waiting for the grand competition to begin and amaze the world with a single brilliant feat.    

    

Under the gazes of many people, the Heavenly Dragon Warship arrived at the place where the Haotian Saint Land had prepared a place for the Saint Asura Sect to settle down. It was a mountain peak that was rich in spiritual energy.    

    

There were many buildings here. All of them were wooden houses and bamboo houses. They were quite elegant.    

    

"Sword Emperor Wusheng, this is the Falling Cloud Peak, which is also the place where you will rest during the Haotian Saint Land competition. If you need anything during this period of time, you can come to the foot of the mountain and look for the disciples we arranged for you. They will tell us your needs, as long as we can satisfy them. Naturally. "    

    

Fiend Emperor's tone was cold, as if his attitude towards the Saint Asura Sect was very cold.    

    

Sword Emperor Wusheng, on the other hand, smiled and cupped his fists at Fiend Emperor politely, "Thank you, Senior Fiend Emperor. The environment here is not bad, thank you very much."    

    

"Humph, you guys can adjust yourselves first. I have to leave now." After saying that coldly, Fiend Emperor turned around and left.    

    

Halfway there, Fiend Emperor suddenly stopped and said in a cold tone, "Junior Wusheng, we have no objections to you guys cultivating here. However, I hope that you guys won't make any noise."    

    

After saying that, a bright light lit up and a frightening murderous aura surged out like a dark cloud covering the ground. Fiend Emperor soared into the sky and disappeared from the sight of the people from the Saint Asura Sect.    

    

"What a strong murderous aura." Ao Lingchen and the other Saint Asura Sect disciples had solemn expressions.    

    

The energy waves that were surging out from Fiend Emperor's body before he left had given them a tremendous pressure.    

    

This was an extremely powerful Martial Emperor, and the pressure he gave them was even greater than the pressure they felt when they met Devil Slaughter Saber Emperor not long ago.    

    

Just Fiend Emperor alone was enough to make Ao Lingchen and the others feel like there were crouching tigers and hidden dragons.    

    

Sword Emperor Wusheng looked at Fiend Emperor, who had disappeared from his sight, and said with a plain smile, "Don't look anymore. Each person has their own courtyard. Go and choose."    

    

After saying that, Sword Emperor Wusheng casually put away the Heavenly Dragon Warship and walked into the courtyard behind him.    

    

No matter how big, luxurious, and exquisite the courtyard was, it was the same. There was nothing to choose from.    

    

Looking at the elder who had closed the courtyard door, Ao Lingchen and the others also had mixed feelings in their hearts. They quickly picked their own rooms and courtyard.    

    

The disciples of Saint Asura Sect had mixed feelings.    

    

In the past, Ao Lingchen and the others thought that they had some achievements, especially Stage of Martial Sect, which was comparable to the combat strength of Martial King.    

    

However, their encounter in Haotian Saint Land had dealt them a heavy blow, and they deeply felt how weak they were.    

    

In front of a true expert, their so-called pride was simply a joke.    

    

One expert after another emerged. They felt a strong sense of powerlessness, a powerlessness that they could not interfere with.    

    

During this period of time, they understood a principle. Only when one was powerful enough and powerful enough was one's foundation to stand in this world.    

    

They felt weak and powerless, but Ao Lingchen and the others didn't feel disheartened. They also had an advantage, which was their age. Their potential wasn't weaker than these people's, and their talent wasn't inferior to theirs.    

    

As long as they were given time, they would definitely be able to catch up to these experts, and in a while, they would be able to catch up to them.    

    

Being young was their weakness, but at the same time, it was also their advantage.    

    

When the people from the Saint Asura Sect were settled down, a figure that followed the Heavenly Dragon Warship into the Haotian Saint Land was also discovered by the experts from the Haotian Saint Land.    

    

"The Sect Master of the Saint Asura is sneaking in here. This is not a gentleman's behavior."    

    

A vigorous and ancient voice sounded in the void. A figure stepped into the sky and arrived.    

    

An old man wearing a grey robe and a head full of white hair appeared in front of Jiang Chengzi.    

    

When Jiang Chengzi just stepped into the Haotian Saint Land, he had already sensed the arrival of the former.    

    

Jiang Chengzi looked at the newcomer calmly, without any awkwardness, "So it's Senior Hao Wen. Jiang Chengzi greets you here. This time, he had no intention of offending the Sacred Land. It was just that there were too many evil people plotting against him. I can only protect him in secret."    

    

"En, your Saint Asura Sect has flattened the Black Flame Forbidden Land this time. It will certainly cause the Evil Devil Clan to target you."    

    

White-haired Old Man nodded slightly, "Let's go. Since you are here, follow this old man to have a good chat with me. I am very interested in your path."    

    

"It is my honor to be able to discuss Dao with Senior Haowen."    

    

The two of them soon disappeared into the sky.    

    

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