In the following days, Zhang Xing didn't immediately set off for the Sixth Heaven. Instead, he found a secluded place and began to meditate.
He needed to calm his mind, and the dragons also needed to settle down.
He knew that he would definitely have a big battle with Mu Zifeng in the near future.
Mu Zifeng cultivated two bodies at the same time. After this defeat, he definitely wouldn't restrain his evil body. On the contrary, his main body would also lean towards the evil side.
If he could successfully break through to the seventh level of the Divine Realm, then his cultivation would undergo an earth-shattering change.
At that time, the two seventh level Divine Realm Mu Zifeng could easily crush the previous group of Mu Zifeng.
Similarly, Black Treasure and the rest would also be easily captured or killed by him.
As for his Ten-thousand Dragons Art …
Zhang Xing wasn't confident in his heart.
After all, the seventh level of the Divine Realm was the threshold of the middle and late stages of this realm. The first to third levels were the early stages, the fourth to sixth levels were the middle stages, and the seventh to ninth levels were the highest.
He was only at the early stage of the sixth level of the Divine Realm now. Under the situation where he used the first level of the Ten-thousand Dragons Art, he still couldn't instantly kill Mu Zifeng. It could be seen that his true battle strength wasn't at the seventh level of the Divine Realm.
In the blink of an eye, three years passed. Zhang Xing once again comprehended what he had learned before.
The comprehension of the sixth level of the Divine Realm was indeed more profound than the fifth level. Zhang Xing also had some gains.
The dragons had also been fighting non-stop in these six years. Their strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, and it couldn't be compared to before.
At the same time, the Sixth Heaven's Hidden Mountain Sect and Immortal Crane Sect had been fighting for six years.
As the two super sects of the Sixth Heaven, their influence was extraordinary. The sects under the two sides were countless.
Since the leaders of the two sides had started a war, how could the underlings under them live peacefully!
In these six years, the flames of war were everywhere. People from both sides could be seen killing each other everywhere.
However, because Mu Zifeng had lost 12,000 battleships, the alliance, which was originally weaker than the Hidden Mountain Sect, was even more powerless.
In the sixth year, the alliance that the Immortal Crane Sect had secretly operated for many years was already on the verge of collapse.
They had been defeated again and again. Who still had the confidence to continue fighting!
The Hidden Mountain Sect's army pressed on and constantly broke through the defenses set up by the Immortal Crane Sect. Their footsteps were already very close to the Immortal Crane Sect's headquarters.
"Haha!
Mu Zi Feng, I know that you've been hiding in the mountains trying to break through to the seventh stage, but I've heard that you've been poisoned. I wonder if six years is enough time to cure the poison? "
The rumbling voice was like the waves of the galaxy as it spread throughout the entire Immortal Crane Sect.
The Sect Master of the Hidden Mountain Sect, Fang Waitian, wore a blue robe and floated in the clouds. Behind him, countless battleships of various sizes lit up with a faint violent light.
The light energy cannons on the battleships were all shining with runes, ready to fire at the Immortal Crane Sect at any time.
In the quiet valley of the Immortal Crane Sect, thousands of Immortal Cranes suddenly flew out amidst Fang Waitian's voice.
The red-crowned cranes automatically separated into two rows and lined up neatly. They raised their proud necks as if they were respectfully waiting for an important figure to appear.
"Eh?
Why are these cranes different from before? "
"That's right. The red crown on the red-crowned crane's head used to emit red energy like a lit ruby, but now it has turned grey!"
"Look, the crane's eyes have turned grayish-white. There are no pupils at all!"
Just as everyone from the Hidden Mountain Sect was feeling surprised.
A faint voice came from within the valley.
"Fang Waitian, sorry to disappoint you. Not only did I successfully detoxify the poison, but I was also lucky enough to break through to the seventh level of the Divine Stage!"
Fang Waitian's expression changed, but it quickly returned to normal.
"Mu Zifeng, if you had broken through to the seventh level of the Divine Stage, would you still be hiding inside and talking nonsense with me? You would have jumped out to show off your prowess!"
As Fang Waitian spoke, he raised his right hand. All the disciples and elders on the battleship behind him focused, waiting for the Sect Master's hand gesture to descend.
"Tsk!" A disdainful nasal voice came from within the valley.
"Fang Waitian, you seem to think too highly of yourself. To me, Mu Zifeng, you are no longer an enemy.
I can only say that your Hidden Mountain Sect is just a bunch of ants.
What I am considering now is not you, but Zhang Xing and his group of dragons. It's not unjust that I lost to him six years ago. If it wasn't for him, my strength would only be one-third of what it is now. "
In the valley, the two Mu Zifengs looked at each other and smiled sinisterly. The corners of their mouths also revealed a cruel arc.
The valley they were in used to be a huge basin, but it was now filled with countless bones. The two of them sat on top of it and deeply inhaled the cold air emitted by the bones.
"Doppelganger, it's fortunate that we had your help these six years. Otherwise, we definitely wouldn't have achieved what we have now."
"Main body, my Dao of Massacre has reached the large success stage. You have also comprehended the Dao of Righteousness and Evil. With our combined strength, who in the Sixth Heaven can withstand a single blow from us?"
"That's right. Doppelganger, your scheme triggered an all-out war in the Sixth Heaven. The people who died here are at least twenty to thirty percent of the people who died in the war."
"It's thirty to forty percent, main body!"
Three days ago, Mu Zifeng's doppelganger and main body broke through to the seventh level of the Divine Stage at the same time. This made them ecstatic and they couldn't wait to find Zhang Xing to take revenge.
However, they were currently in a war with the Hidden Mountain Sect and needed to consolidate their cultivation. They didn't expect Fang Waitian to come so quickly.
"Doppelganger, go outside and destroy the Hidden Mountain Sect. My realm is a little unstable!"
The doppelganger smiled sinisterly and turned to leave. He knew that the main body's cultivation of the Dao of Righteousness and Evil was too sudden. After all, he had been walking in the world with the image of a sanctimonious gentleman for nearly a thousand years. It was hard for him to accept that he had become both Righteousness and Evil in just six years.
However, his hands were now stained with the blood of evil. Among them were his disciples and family members. It was impossible for him to turn back.
However, wasn't the main body's temperament suitable for comprehending the Dao of Righteousness and Evil?
The main body and doppelganger belonged to the same body. This conversation only took a single thought.
At this moment, Fang Waitian was skeptical of the words that came from the valley. Just as he was about to continue probing, a gray aura slowly floated out from the valley.
Fang Waitian immediately became nervous. His hand that was raised in the air couldn't help but tremble.
He stared at the gray aura and couldn't feel anything unusual. It was like the smoke from cooking in the human world.
When the gray aura stopped a thousand meters in front of him, he saw the situation inside clearly!
"That's not a gray aura. It's a person!"
Fang Waitian was shocked. It was a Mu Zifeng wearing gray clothes.
However, what shocked him even more was that this Mu Zifeng was completely different from what he remembered.
This person was filled with an evil killing aura.
That vicious gaze, cruel lips, and the expression on his face made people tremble uncontrollably.
"Mu Zifeng?"
Fang Waitian asked probingly.
Mu Zifeng's doppelganger smiled sinisterly and looked at him with disdain. "No need to guess. The Dao Art that I cultivate is not something that you can guess."
Hearing the familiar yet strange voice, Fang Waitian knew that the person in front of him was the real Mu Zifeng.
Could it be that he had really broken through to the seventh level of the Divine Realm?