The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 970 Renowned throughout the Four Realms, a Grand Gathering of the Demonic Path

The peaks and valleys are verdant and lush, and there are women in gorgeous dresses with golden hair, exuding an exquisite beauty and nobility.

"Little Ruyue, what's wrong?"

A childish voice suddenly rang out, its languid tone as if the person had just woken up from a dream.

Just by listening to the sound, you can almost picture it stretching.

Hua Ruyue didn't speak. She glanced at the image displayed by the spirit instrument, then gently raised her hand and put the spirit instrument away.

"Well, another boring year."

The voice seemed to be used to such scenes, and from Hua Ruyue's reaction, it had already discerned something.

"This Hidden Dragon Ranking is just a facade put up by the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion; it's really not a good reference. Those under fifty, with a lifespan of a thousand years for a Celestial Being, and fifteen hundred years for a Great Cultivator—that's nothing. If you want a proper ranking, you have to look at the real thing."

Before the old-fashioned voice could finish speaking, in a fleeting glance, while Hua Ruyue was putting away her spiritual instrument, she saw a piece of information on the list.

"Chen Ping'an? A swordsmanship prodigy who, with his newly ascended Celestial Realm, suppressed and killed his peers, and is not even twenty-nine years old?"

The voice held a hint of surprise: "A mortal prodigy?"

"This kid's got some skills!"

At this moment, Hua Ruyue also put away her exquisite magical artifact, and her eyes, like a pale golden lake, shone brightly, serene and peaceful.

The voice clearly realized it had lost its composure and immediately regained its calm, offering a relaxed and nonchalant comment.

"Ahem. It's just so-so. Back in my day, I've seen all sorts of prodigies. I can only say that he's alright. If he were a prodigy with a precious physique, he'd be considered just average at this level. But for a prodigy with a mortal physique, I'll raise the bar a bit."

Despite the old-fashioned voice nagging in her ear, Hua Ruyue's expression remained unchanged.

She knew the other person's perspective and how difficult it was to get a "good" evaluation from their tone.

But all of this had nothing to do with her.

She glanced at the Hidden Dragon Ranking, also because of her cultivation techniques. Looking at the current generation, there were very few young people who could truly catch her eye.

"By the way, what about that Xiao Feng!? Has he achieved any new victories since touching the true meaning? Did he kill any powerful cultivators of the same realm?"

Given that kid's level of understanding and perception, even if he's holding back, his apparent cultivation level alone would probably be enough to kill someone of the same realm.

It's hard to say. These old schemers from Tianjiumen are all cunning, each one more so than the last. They claim to be a prestigious and righteous sect, detached from worldly affairs, but in reality, they're just like they were back then.

That old-fashioned yet childish voice was incessantly reminiscing about bygone days, when a single phrase, as clear as flowers, the moon, and the golden spring, brought it to an abrupt halt.

"I'm about to break through to a higher realm."

"What--?"

After a brief pause, the voice revealed surprise; if it were visible to the naked eye, one might see the child's mouth agape as if swallowing an egg.

You're about to break through to a higher realm!

The look of surprise vanished instantly, replaced by a voice filled with ecstatic joy.

It knew that the other party was preparing to break through the realm, but what did that mean?

This means that she has truly taken that step in terms of her understanding of cultivation!

"Quick! Quick! Stop talking. Prepare properly. No! We can't delay any longer, things will change if we're too slow. There are too many variables here. Find a place to cultivate in seclusion immediately!"

The voice became somewhat flustered, completely unlike its usual tone, which described how it faced a crowd of heroes with composure, remained unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before it, and how it had been in the past, how majestic and awe-inspiring it was.

Hua Ruyue's hair was golden, her dress magnificent, and her eyes pale gold, exuding an air of jade-like nobility, like the golden sun looking down upon the world. This was an absolute sense of superiority in her mindset.

It is a golden radiance that is beyond the reach of mortals, a ray of light that sweeps across the sky.

A golden palace and a jade wheel, a grand spectacle for the world!

He cultivated the laws to suppress the world, amassed an invincible force, and suppressed the world, causing all the arrogant and proud to bow their heads and feel ashamed of their own inferiority.

They followed a glorious path of suppression, achieving unparalleled dominance.

Hua Ruyue did not seek another location as the other party had suggested, but instead began to set up here, preparing to use it to break through the realm.

Within the spiritual realm, the old-fashioned voice revealed its true form: exquisitely beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, just like a child.

Its expression was excited, its whole body trembled, and it was extremely excited.

In the past, even though she was only at the Grandmaster level, Hua Ruyue's understanding of artistic conception had already surpassed that of most Celestial Realm cultivators.

This transcendence refers to using the spirituality of a grandmaster as a guide to comprehend the essence of a realm, rather than the divine soul of a celestial being.

The difference between these two is like heaven and earth.

By using the illusion of inner demons to question the heart, she naturally and effortlessly touched the threshold of true meaning.

but.

Her ambitions extended beyond this; she aspired to go further, even to achieve her goal in one fell swoop.

And now.

After a long delay, she finally succeeded.

With this accumulation of knowledge and understanding, and with her talent and innate ability, once she enters the realm of celestial beings, she will soar straight to the clouds with the momentum of flying.

Based on this insight, and with the addition of a world-shaking ceremony, she was already destined for a position on the Celestial Ranking from the moment she broke through to the Celestial Realm.

And then...

That is, the phoenix's cry resounds throughout the world, vying for supremacy.

Above the Great Celestial Beings!

The sculpted child, his expression excited and his mind filled with joy, suddenly changed color as he noticed a slight disturbance within his mind.

He looked up and saw a translucent, amber-like golden horn suspended in the air above the vast, golden platform of his mind, its surface covered with finely arranged scales that faintly emitted a glow, appearing and disappearing intermittently, creating a unique rhythm.

"The little one is awake?"

A hint of joy appeared on the child's face.

As its spiritual essence recovers, the time it spends in slumber has gradually decreased recently.

It was good, but Little Moon didn't pay much attention to people, leaving it to perform a one-man show. At first, it was fine, but after a while, it became quite boring.

And now.

Once the little guy is awake, it's no longer boring.

"Hehe, let me, your ancestor, play with you! Let's see how much of the old dragon's essence you've inherited!"

Its phantom-like figure vanished in an instant, its clear light fading, and it disappeared without a trace.

Talent and innate abilities, world-shaking methods, destiny and fortune, celestial beasts, true spiritual bloodline, and its devoted assistance—with such a combination, who in this world can compare?

At the pinnacle of this world, who else but her?

The child's heart leaped with joy.

"Chen Ping'an!"

In the Ruan family of the Southern Border, a young girl casually fiddled with the strings of her zither a few times before raising her hand, her face showing resentment.

"It's all your fault! Why did you have to come in now of all times, before me? Now my mother has given me even more homework."

There's not even time to slack off!

The girl was sulking, harboring deep malice towards someone for the first time.

Just as she was getting angry, her ears twitched and she heard a noise outside the jade pavilion.

She quickly sat up straight and began to play the strings.

Every move she made carried the unique charm and naivety of a young girl.

"Hidden Dragon, Sixth Place!"

Inside the Blood Prison Gate and the Blood Sea Demon Palace, Yin Shangjin, dressed in a golden robe, had a blood-red shadow appearing behind him.

"Those old fogies from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion are blind! This Demonic Cultivation Gathering will show you my true fighting power!"

Yin Shangjin's eyes were strange, flashing with absolute confidence.

As his gaze shifted slightly, the information on the next page appeared before him.

"Chen Ping'an?"

His gaze paused for a moment, then he sneered and flipped through it.

He cultivated the Blood Sea Prison Suppression Technique, accumulating immense power. He excelled in group battles and prolonged combat, and his overall combat strength far surpassed that of others in the same realm. Now, he has been personally bestowed by his father with a secret realm elixir and a treasure to protect his path, hoping to help him reach even greater heights.

In this grand gathering of demonic cultivators, amidst the exchange among the younger generation, his reputation as the Blood Prison is amplified.

His vision and perspective have always been limited to the top few on the Hidden Dragon List and the renowned powerhouses of past generations. As for the rest, he doesn't care about any Tom, Dick, or Harry trying to take advantage of him.

He relied not only on himself, but also on his father, the sect behind him, and the accumulation of countless years.

He was born into a heavenly family from childhood; what could ordinary mortals compare to him?

Although his father had many Daoist companions and numerous children, his mother was his one true love, even unto death. Years ago, she perished while saving his father from a perilous situation, a fact that caused his father great pain.

As his mother's only child, although he had an older sister, his father had many Daoist partners, and his bloodline children, in his father's eyes, he was the most unique one.

From birth, he was blessed with divine authority and enjoyed all kinds of favor.

His father never refused his requests.

The fact that my father is willing to step in on his behalf to pressure Tianluo and the Six Sects Alliance to welcome the Holy Maiden of Tianluo at this grand gathering of demons is the best proof of this.

Yin Shangjin's gaze swept down and quickly settled on one side of the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

He ranked thirteenth on the Hidden Dragon List.

Tianluo Sect, contemporary saintess, Qu Feiyan.

Come on, come on.

Yin Shangjin's eyes burned like flames, and behind him, blood shadows appeared and disappeared, transforming into a raging sea of ​​blood.

"The Grand Gathering of Demonic Paths!"

"Young Master, it's time to depart." A divine soul transmission came from outside the Demon Palace. An old man dressed in a blood-red robe was waiting respectfully outside the palace gate.

"Understood." Yin Shangjin's expression was sinister, his eyes filled with intense desire.

"Taiyin Jade Liquid!" "Hidden Dragon Seventh?"

In the Central Plains, an old man casually glanced around before looking away.

Ultimately, the name that stood out was Feng Lingyin, the number one in the Hidden Dragon competition.

In the Northern Territory, at the Snow God Palace, a group of elders focused their gazes on the fifth-ranked Hidden Dragon.

"Fifth in the Hidden Dragon formation, Li'er, neither advance nor retreat!"

"Neither advancing nor retreating?" A smile appeared on the face of one of the elders.

The surrounding elders exchanged glances, all seeing joy in each other's eyes.

Li'er, she

We've taken it a step further!

In such a short time, she has taken another step forward. Li'er's talent is rare in this world!

Such a speed of progress is simply unbelievable. Even the Palace Master back then didn't seem to have achieved such terrifying speed!

May the ancestral master bless you!

"Your Highness."

Li Xiangjun followed closely behind the Holy Maiden of Tianluo, surrounded by respectful greetings.

As the Heavenly Net Palace and the Abyss Sea Palace drew ever closer, Li Xiangjun felt somewhat puzzled.

For some reason, His Highness's mood has inexplicably improved since the very beginning.

Is it because of the Hidden Dragon Ranking?

Li Xiangjun secretly made a guess.

She immediately shook her head, dismissing her suspicions.

It should not be.

On the Hidden Dragon Ranking, His Highness's ranking has not improved; in fact, it has dropped one place.

The realm of heaven and man has not been revealed, and the reason should not lie here.

Judging from the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the only person who is truly connected to it is probably Chen Ping'an.

But this person took her body in the Northern Cang. As His Highness's maid, His Highness should hate her and show no mercy.

Strangely enough, after being chased, His Highness returned early on this trip, without resting for even a moment.

I don't know what it's about.

She didn't even mention her previous certainty about killing the ruthless Chen Ping'an.

I wonder what happened to Your Highness when you were being chased?

When they were being hunted down in the past, she initially stayed with His Highness, but later, in order not to affect His Highness or become a burden to him, and in turn, His Highness sometimes let her leave first to protect her.

She had no idea what happened afterward.

I wonder what happened next that made His Highness rush back in such a hurry.

It shouldn't be anything serious.

When she left that day, His Highness did not ask her to send a message or ask for help, which shows that the pursuit should not have put much pressure on His Highness.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have acted that way that day.

Li Xiangjun's emotions shifted, and she, dressed in a light pink dress, followed closely behind His Highness.

Although she was curious about the reason for His Highness's return, her mood inexplicably improved.

But such matters were clearly not something she should know.

She simply kept her doubts to herself.

Just as Li Xiangjun was thinking this, she heard a commotion coming from afar.

"Your Highness, Holy Son!"

"Greetings, Holy Son!"

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Amidst the abyss and cloud-shrouded ruins, a dark blue chariot flew in, flanked by a ghostly beast, exuding a profound aura.

"Junior sister."

A look of delight came from inside the vehicle. Soon after, the vehicle landed, and a handsome young man dressed in a long robe with a faint glow stepped out.

The demonic beast bowed its head, utterly submissive.

Li Xiangjun glanced at the ghostly beast in front of her, then gave a cold and elegant bow.

"Your Highness, Holy Son."

Within the Holy Church, social status and position are clearly distinguished.

The Holy Son holds a position of great prestige, far above that of ordinary elders. If he were an ordinary maid, she would probably be kneeling on the ground right now.

But as someone close to His Highness, she naturally doesn't need to do that.

"Miss Xiangjun." Tianluo Saint's expression was warm and polite, his handsome face exuding a unique charm.

He was always extremely polite to the people around his junior sister.

After speaking gently, his gaze immediately fell on the Heavenly Luo Saintess in front of him.

"I heard that Junior Sister was chased while she was away. Were you injured?" Tianluo Saint Son asked with concern, his tone carrying a hint of tension.

"A few minor setbacks, but nothing serious."

The Holy Maiden of Tianluo wore a long black dress, her face veiled, and her gaze was distant and indifferent.

"That's good."

The Holy Son of Tianluo remained calm, seemingly accustomed to the Holy Daughter of Tianluo's coldness and unconcerned.

"When I heard that you were being hunted down, I was quite frightened. Fortunately, you are unharmed, otherwise I would have turned the world upside down to find them, grind them to dust, and avenge you."

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother."

Tianluo Saintess's expression remained indifferent, showing no intention of exchanging further words with the other party.

The Holy Son of Tianluo asked a few words of concern, but seeing that the other party's reaction was indifferent and lukewarm, he immediately changed the subject and brought up other matters.

"Junior Sister, the Demonic Cultivation Gathering is about to begin. Besides the Six Sects, there will be other events at this gathering."

Tianluo Saint said with a smile, "Junior Sister, when do you plan to go? If it is feasible, I would like to set off with you to avoid similar pursuits in the future."

Of course, I've always trusted my junior sister's abilities. But since we're traveling together, it would be good to have someone to look after her, and I'd like to do my part in helping out.

The Holy Son of Tianluo has a handsome face, a warm smile, and a unique charm when he speaks.

Given his status, position, and cultivation level, and considering his sincere invitation with a reasonable motive, it's believed that few within the Tianluo Sect could refuse him.

But clearly, the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Net refused.

"No need for you to worry, Senior Brother. My departure date is not yet set, so you may go on your own."

Faced with the rejection from the Holy Maiden of Tianluo, the Holy Son of Tianluo clearly still wanted to try, releasing his charm and goodwill, and coaxing her gently: "Junior sister, there's no need to be so formal. I've been quite free lately, so I can wait for you. Whenever you say when to set off, I'll set off."

"No need." Tianluo Saintess's expression was indifferent, and her tone was distant: "As you know, Senior Brother, I do not have the habit of traveling with others."

“It was Senior Brother’s oversight. In that case, let’s leave it at that.” Tianluo Saint said with a gentle smile, showing no impatience whatsoever.

"If you have nothing else to do, Senior Brother, you can focus on your cultivation. There's no need to waste your time on me."

The Holy Maiden of Tianluo had a clear, ethereal voice, like a tranquil spring in a secluded valley. After speaking, she left without waiting for the Holy Son of Tianluo's response.

"Take care, junior sister."

The Holy Son of Tianluo bowed with a smile, his eyes as clear as black jade.

Only after the figure of the Heavenly Luo Saintess had completely disappeared from sight did he turn around and get into his car.

As the demonic beasts rose and their chariots traversed the heavens, a profound and indescribable look appeared on the face of the Heavenly Luo Saint.

"Junior Sister Qu"

Senior brother, you're just trying to help me!

Li Xiangjun followed closely behind, passing through the palaces and buildings, when she suddenly realized that the direction the prince went was one she rarely seemed to go in.

"This direction seems to be the right one."

Tianluo Palace!

Li Xiangjun's expression hardened, and she suddenly realized something.

The Tianluo Hall is the head of the thirty-six halls and seventy-two palaces of the Tianluo Sect, and is also the true core and key point of the sect.

Some highly accomplished and powerful Dharma Kings often frequent the temple. In addition, some highly skilled masters, after retiring from their official positions, also enjoy the highest level of privilege and live a life of luxury in the temple.

However, such masters require extremely high levels of skill, and even ordinary master craftsmen are not qualified.

Furthermore, one must make unique contributions to the Holy Church in order to retire to the second line and live out one's days in peace in the Heavenly Net Hall.

"Your Highness, this is..."

Amidst suspicion, Li Xiangjun, along with the Holy Maiden of Tianluo, stepped into the Tianluo Palace.

The palace is magnificent, towering into the sky! The interlocking brackets seem to reach for the heavens!

This phenomenon is truly magnificent! (End of Chapter)