This mountain range spanned for tens of thousands of miles. There were many wondrous peaks and sacred grounds with divine pagodas. After nightfall, there would always be strange beasts standing at one hundred meters tall roaring in the wild forest.
The Divine King stood at the top of the Martial Tower and gazed at the sky full of stars. His eyes had a divine glow that seemed to be able to pierce through the void and see the vast land tens of thousands of miles away.
He was close to the end of his life, so his blood was no longer as hot as when he was young. He wanted to go into seclusion and cultivate the grand dao in order to leave the stage of this world to the younger generation.
"Dragons devour the sky, the Supreme protects the heart."
He stared at the millions of stars in the sky, at the stars that were spinning downwards. His heart was filled with complicated emotions. He muttered to himself, "The foundation of the dynasty cannot be destroyed. The rise of the dragons will bring disaster to the world. There has to be someone who can slay the dragons and stabilize the country."
"Dragons devour the sky? The key is when the Supreme Star will come into being. Does Master think that Feng Feiyun is the Supreme Star that protects the heart?"
Zhang Badao was also standing at the top of the Martial Tower. He paused for a bit before continuing: "Why do I feel that he is a bit like one of those dragons?"
Zhang Badao stretched out his finger and pointed at the river of stars in the sky. There were more than ten great stars within the range of his finger. These ten or so great stars had all appeared out of nowhere in the past few days. They were all revealing their sharpness and pointed straight at the center of the palace.
Only a dim Tai Wei Star was guarding the middle palace.
Although it was dim, it was the biggest variable. Once it emitted its light, it would be able to compete with the sun and moon and illuminate the sky.
The Divine King stroked his beard and smiled: "I have met the Tower Lord. We have discussed it and decided that Feng Feiyun is the best candidate."
"Why is that?" Zhang Badao knew that the Tower Lord's status was not ordinary, so it was normal for the Divine King to discuss things with her.
"It's because he has no ambition, only a dao heart. Moreover, he doesn't want to be an emperor, but an immortal saint." The Divine King had asked Scholar Heaven Calculating to calculate Feng Feiyun's heart.
The scholar used up ten years of his lifespan to calculate this result. Everything else was still blank. Feng Feiyun seemed to be an unfathomable person. There was an indescribable power in this world that was helping him hide the path of fate.
It was also because of this prediction that the Divine King was able to pass the Dragon King's Saber Technique to Feng Feiyun without worry. Otherwise, how could the Sovereign Heavenly Technique of the royal family be passed down to an outsider so easily?
"So that's how it is!" Zhang Badao understood. His doubts were solved and he immediately laughed out loud.
He had always been a straightforward person. If there was something he wanted to say, he would say it without holding anything back.
The vast starry sky above was filled with countless variables. The celestial image was one of the celestial images. The celestial image reflected the earthly image, and the earthly image reflected the human image.
The celestial images were always ahead of the earthly and human images, so those who knew how to read the celestial images would be able to figure out the direction of the grand world and the direction of the emperor's world.
"Master, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful tonight. Princess Luofu is causing quite a ruckus."
Zhang Overlord stared at the mountains in the distance with a smile and said, "Should we interfere?"
The Divine King shook his head and said: "It seems that many people know that Feiyun cultivates the Dragon King's Saber Technique. Many people are secretly making preparations!
You don't need to worry about Luofu, I have already predicted that she will take action. "
Zhang Badao was surprised and asked: "Does Princess Luofu not want Feng Feiyun to become the successor of the Divine King's title?"
"Anyone with a different surname must marry a princess in order to become a King.
This is a rule set down by the ancestors. The Divine King's position cannot be passed to an outsider. "
The Godking snickered before taking a step forward. He stepped through space and returned to the ninety-ninth floor of the Martial Tower.
Zhang Badao's eyes widened as he took a deep breath and murmured: "Oh my god, marry a princess? Who the hell dares to marry a princess!
Haha!
No wonder why Princess Luofu is causing such a ruckus. It's hard to be a eunuch, but it's even harder to be a son-in-law.
Haha! "
The stars in the sky were engulfed by the dust and stones, turning into a thick cloud that blotted out the sun.
Feng Feiyun stood in the middle of the cloud with both hands holding his saber. He continued to unleash the Dragon King's First Slash while trying to comprehend the saber's intent.
A heavenly scripture like the Dragon King's Saber Art was created by countless generations of wise sages from the royal family. After constant research and improvement, it was truly profound and complex. Even though Feng Feiyun's understanding of the heavenly dao had reached a very high level, he still needed a lot of time to practice and practice.
Before, Feng Feiyun only had thirty percent of the essence of the first slash. However, he had unleashed no less than three hundred slashes in this battle against Dongfang Mu. Each slash increased his understanding of the first slash, and its power increased as well. At this moment, he could unleash forty percent of its essence.
The Dragon King's First Slash was the first slash of the saber art.
"Boom!"
Dongfang Mu was indeed worthy of being a grand achievement God Base. The spirit energy in his body was endless and his ninety-nine meridians had the power to devour the world. The black spear in his hand was like a black pillar that could support the sky. Even the stone saber gently trembled when it was pierced.
Feng Feiyun was trying to understand the saber art. The biggest difference between the saber and the sword was that the sword focused on the side with elegant movements. On the other hand, the saber required an imposing aura. Only an imposing saber would have a domineering aura.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Feng Feiyun took the initiative to attack. With each step, he would unleash a slash in the shape of a dragon. Eventually, his aura became stronger as if he had turned into a dragon, giving off an invincible aura.
The stone saber was taken out from the Immeasurable Tower, so its origin was not simple. It was definitely not just a stone saber. Feng Feiyun had studied this saber before and felt an ancient aura from it.
However, this aura had settled down in the river of time and was very difficult to awaken.
Dongfang Mu became more and more frightened as the battle went on. He could feel that Feng Feiyun's aura was becoming stronger along with the power of his saber art. It continued to climb step by step as if there was no end.
"He is using me to practice his saber, how preposterous!"
Dongfang Mu retreated for another nine hundred feet and created a long distance between him and Feng Feiyun. The spear in his hand was like a black dragon as it attacked again. This time, it was even more ferocious. He used all the power in his body as the spear spat out a black light that was nine feet long.
Feng Feiyun's body suddenly stopped. He didn't try to dodge and instead lowered his waist. Both of his hands flowed with a metallic light as he gripped the hilt of his saber and slashed in the air. A white light similar to dragon scales appeared on the blade and crazily flew forward.
"Rawr!"
The white dragon roared to the sky with its perfect form, just like a real dragon.
This saber energy contained fifty percent of the essence of Feng Feiyun's slash, reaching the level of materialization. It directly shattered the black spear in Dongfang Mu's hand, turning it into countless fragments that flew out like broken stars.
Princess Luofu was slightly surprised after hearing the dragon roar and lamented: "It hasn't even been two months yet he has already learned fifty percent of the first slash of the Dragon King's Saber Art. How can his comprehension ability be so frightening?"
In her mind, the one with the most terrifying comprehension ability was the royal crown prince, Long Shenya. They shared the same father but different mothers. His talents were extraordinary since a young age, just like a bright moon in the sky. He was one of the eight Grand Historical Geniuses.
However, in terms of comprehension ability, Shenya wasn't as heaven-defying as Feng Feiyun. At the very least, Shenya didn't learn fifty percent of the first slash in just two months.
However, in terms of physique, Feng Feiyun was clearly one level weaker than Shenya and was on par with Shi Yelai.
"Feng Feiyun actually broke Dongfang Mu's spear. The power of the demon's son is not just for show." Mu Tantian sat on top of a boulder and chuckled.
"The two have exchanged 732 moves. Feng Feiyun is a peak God Base with seven divine intents. Dongfang Mu is a grand achievement God Base with ninety-nine meridians."
Mu Yuedi's eyes were bright and clear. Her eyes never blinked as she helped everyone analyze the data.
"Dongfang Mu is also a heaven-defying genius, how can he be so weak?
Oh my, how disappointing!
Motherfucker, the Yin Gou Clan is so pathetic! "
A young man with messy hair sat down next to Mu Tantian and almost caused him to roll to the ground.
Mu Tantian angrily said: "Who the fuck dares to boast like this? If you have the guts, then go fight Dongfang Jingshui. Then you'll know if the Yin Gou Clan is pathetic or not."
"Uh … That guy is too awesome. I'm not going to fight with him. Hehe, I'm a little interested in his sister … Hehe …" The young man with messy hair rubbed his hands together. When he smiled, his black face emitted a coal-like luster, making his two rows of teeth shine like snow. His smile was so wretched that it could frighten a burly man to the point of shuddering.
"Motherfucker, Bi Jishui, why are you here ah? Who the fuck let you out?"
Mu Tantian quickly jumped up after seeing the black-faced young man next to him. He checked his chest and bag to see if anything was missing.
He was famous for having dirty hands and feet, and was famous for having three hands.
"Ahem!
Of course, only someone as beautiful and noble as Princess Luofu would be able to invite me out. Otherwise, who in this world would be able to invite me? "He suddenly shouted:" Also … please call me Bi Ningshuai, not Bi Jishui. "
Ningshuai's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He smiled with an oily sheen, causing everyone to shiver.
Suddenly, a miserable scream came about.
"Motherfucker, I knew nothing good would come out of meeting you. Did you steal my Sky Jewel Bell?" Mu Tantian searched his body and found that something was indeed missing.
"No, absolutely not." Ningshuai wouldn't admit it even if he was beaten to death.
"Fuck, my three True Mysterious Spirit Stones are gone as well, you must have taken them."
Mu Tantian wanted to cry and directly rushed towards the black-faced young man: "Motherfucker, not only is your face black, your heart is also black. Give me back my spirit stones, give me back my Sky Jewel Bell!"
"No, I really didn't, take it if you don't believe me!" Ningshuai was very calm and took the initiative to open his arms.
Including Shi Yelai, all the top geniuses present felt a sense of insecurity when they saw this scene. They all touched their treasures to see if they were still there. Then, they placed them close to their bodies.