It was good news that First Seat Fenghua wasn't going to participate in the Martial Arts Competition, but even the Second and Third Seats were extremely powerful. Bao 'er and the others didn't dare to let their guard down.
On the vast dao field, Ancestor Grandma Feng Hua sat at the front, with Dark Blue, Bai Ling, Fu Ya, and Crimson Pearl Island Masters on her left and right. This luxurious lineup was the peak battle strength of the nine veins of Feng Hua, representing the supreme prestige of the number one overlord of the North Territory.
Countless Overlords sat on the east and west sides of the dojo. Today, many Lords of the Five Realms of the East Continent came to watch the competition and witness the birth of the Goddess.
In the east side, the second overlord of the North Region, Ancient Ape Island, had Emperor Ape, Emperor Azure Wolf, Emperor White Tiger, Emperor Peacock, and others.
In addition, the Shuo Clan of the East Sea, Sword Master Hyun Ying of Jueying Sword Palace, Holy Light Emperor of the Judgment Hall, and White Lunar Pavilion Master were also there.
On the west side of the dojo, Prince Chen of the Kim people of the Warring States Kingdom sat at the front with dignity. Behind him were Sect Master Tatian of the West Region, Overlord Moro, Sacred Sword Wind people of the South Region, Divine Monk of the Vajra Institute, and many other Overlords.
The Overlords present today were all influential figures of the East Continent. They supported the Nine Lineages of Fenghua.
A few decades ago, the Peak of Fenghua was the place with the most Overlords except for the Valley of the God Burial. It was extremely grand.
"Moro, what do you think of this Martial Arts Competition?"
Sect Master Tatian asked with a smile. After the Valley of the God Burial, he and Moro had become close friends and often visited each other in the past 20 years.
The only regret in his heart was that the Buried God Temple had been annihilated by Zhan Lou, and the treasures had also been destroyed. He had searched the vast sinkhole for several days, but he hadn't found even half a divine object's remains. It was really too painful.
"Rumor has it that First Seat Fenghua has reached the pinnacle and her cultivation is comparable to that of Prince Chen and Palace Lord Yun. If she participates, the Dream Branch will belong to her."
Overlord Moro replied with a smile.
"Don't compare me to a dead person. First Seat Fenghua won't participate. Otherwise, the Nine Lineages Martial Arts Competition is meaningless."
Prince Chen said with a solemn expression. Palace Lord Yun had been dead for twenty years. Grass had already grown on his grave.
As he spoke, Jin Chen's gaze swept over the disciples of the nine bloodlines. When he saw Yun Bao 'er, a hint of grief flashed through his eyes.
Similar. At first glance, she didn't look like a girl, but the more you looked at her, the more she resembled Qin Hao.
It had been 20 years. Every time he recalled the scene in God Burial Valley, Jin Chen's heart would churn with pain. Back then, he didn't know that Li Chuji was Dendi's reincarnation. Although Dendi's reputation was far greater than his, they were still friends. Jin Chen didn't recognize people as brothers. Once he recognized them, he would treat them with sincerity.
Regretful, too regretful.
If he hadn't been restrained by Meng Xiang at that time, he definitely wouldn't have let Qin Hao die in the hands of Battle Tower. Now, this girl was left alone. It made his heart ache.
Jin Chen could almost conclude that Yun Bao 'er was the daughter of his brother Dendi. However, in these 20 years, he didn't come to disturb Bao' er's life. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he was afraid that he would arouse the suspicion of War God Temple and cause Bao 'er to fall into a disaster.
"Putting aside first seat Fenghua, who does Prince Chen think has the most strength and qualifications to obtain the Dream Branch among the nine bloodlines?"
Moro noticed Jin Chen's gaze and secretly glanced at Bao 'er. Although he didn't show it, his heart was surging with waves.
That person should be the daughter of His Honor. If nothing happened to His Honor, she would definitely be the most dazzling princess in the East Continent. But now, she was participating in the Nine Lineages Competition as a disciple of Fenghua.
It had been 20 years. I wonder how His Honor is doing now.
"Based on my observation, the first seat of the Hundred Spirit Sect is the most capable and qualified to inherit the sacred object of Phoenix Flower and become the Goddess of the Nine Lineages."
Jin Chen said bluntly. As Dendi's daughter, he naturally believed in Bao 'er's ability.
"The first seat of the Hundred Spirit Sect?"
Many Monarch Lords looked over.
"20 years ago, Dendi died in God Burial Valley for the second time. He died under the might of Battle Tower's commander. It is rumored that his first wife is a cultivator of the third bloodline of Phoenix Flower Island. She is the sister of Island Master Yun Rou. I see that woman's facial features are similar to Dendi's wife. Could she be Qin Hao's daughter?"
At this time, an ear-piercing voice came from behind, causing the hearts of all the Monarch Lords to tremble.
Dendi, God Burial Valley. These words were unforgettable for the experts of the five realms. It was taboo for almost everyone. No one dared to mention it in private.
Everyone looked back and saw Wind People Feng Gaishi looking at them with a smile. His narrow eyes landed on Jin Chen. Jin Chen had once called Li Chuji his brother. If she was really Dendi's daughter, Prince Chen would definitely be biased. Even if she wasn't Li Chuji's daughter, he couldn't get away with it.
"Feng Gaishi, watch your mouth. Be careful. Disaster comes from the mouth."
Jin Chen said in a deep voice. His tone was extremely sharp.
"I just said it casually. Prince Chen, are you threatening me or are you nervous?"
Feng Gaishi smiled.
After 20 years, his cultivation was still at the eighth-tier of the Dao Realm. However, even if he and Feng Junfei were crippled, it didn't stop the Wind people from growing stronger.
After God Burial Valley, the Battle Tower led their troops to the South. Empress Shui Yao led her disciples to hide under the protection of the Dao Ancestor and lost their vast territory.
Now, the Qilin Dao Mountain was sealed by a formation for 20 years. The disciples didn't dare to go out. After all, the Dao Mountain and the War God Hall had become enemies.
The bald donkeys of the Vajra Institute in the South were obsessed with Buddhism and didn't care about worldly affairs. This gave the Wind people a rare opportunity to expand. Now, more than 60% of the vast South was under the control of the Wind people. They obtained both resources and talents, and their family reached an unprecedented prosperity.
Feng Gaishi was naturally very happy.
It didn't matter if his body was crippled. His Dao Heart was damaged, and his cultivation didn't increase. Anyway, he was already like this. In the future, the family would be supported by his brothers. He just needed to enjoy his life.
"Nervous?
What am I nervous about?
Come, tell me what I'm nervous about. Try saying it if you dare. "
Teng!
Jin Chen stood up. Traces of light of the True Will of the Great Path flowed on his tall body. Although he did not release the Will of the Way of the Emperor, the atmosphere in the training hall suddenly became extremely oppressive. Faint rumbling sounds came from the void.
Feng Gaishi's face froze. His smile immediately disappeared. Murderous intent.
Jin Chen's Divine Soul was locked on his Divine Soul. His aura was filled with intense murderous intent. This made Feng Gaishi shut his mouth. Although he stared coldly at Jin Chen, he didn't dare to say anything.
"Eunuch, useless."
Jin Chen sneered and slowly sat back down. He didn't want to talk to this bastard anymore.
Feng Gaishi clenched his fists as his face trembled. For twenty years, no one in the Southern World dared to say that his body was crippled. In order to prove himself to the world, he would take in dozens of concubines every year. He danced and sang as if he was a celestial being; he was as happy as an immortal.
But today, Jin Chen's sarcasm pierced deep into his heart, making him feel extremely humiliated. He was so angry that he almost exploded.
"Gaishi, don't argue with a mad dog. He bit you. Are you going to bite him back?"
Feng Junfei secretly sent a message to Feng Gaishi, asking him to stay calm.
Feng Junfei looked terrible. He was a Dao Proving Monarch, but people felt that he wasn't even as strong as an eighth-level Dao Proving Realm cultivator.
Many people knew that Feng Junfei was severely injured. Rumor had it that the Wind people who escaped from Western Liang were almost dead. Luckily, the Ancestral Patriarch of the Wind people saved his life.
But because of that, his Emperor Will was damaged and his power was far weaker than before.
This father and son were actually quite miserable, but no one dared to expose the Wind people. As long as the Ancestral Patriarch of the Wind people didn't fall, the Wind people in the South wouldn't collapse. No one wanted to be enemies with an overlord force.
Except for Jin Chen.
Jin Chen was a True Self Great Emperor, so Feng Gaishi couldn't do anything about it. He could only endure the humiliation silently.
At the moment, the main seats and the guest seats on both sides of the dojo were very lively. All the Monarchs and Lords were discussing which branch would win the Dream Branch.
Among them, the Phoenix Flower Branch was still the most favored. Even though the First Seat might not participate, the Second Seat was still the top among the nine branches.
Apart from the Phoenix Flower Branch, the Second Island, Bi Lan, also attracted the attention of many Monarchs. Bi Lan and the most mysterious Eighth Island, Jin Lu, were the rivals of the Phoenix Flower Branch. They had the highest chance of winning the Dream Branch.
On the other hand, Yun Bao 'er of the Hundred Spirits Branch, who was favored by Jin Chen, was much weaker than the others. Her chances of becoming the Goddess were very low.
"Everyone."
Ancestor Feng Hua stood up. Now that all the overlords of the Eastern Continent had arrived, it was time to start the sparring session. She stood at the top of the training grounds. Although she was old and weak, her eyes could barely open. She was like a lamp that was about to run out of oil. However, her old body emitted an extremely thick Emperor's Might. The moment her Qi was released, the entire Dao Peak fell silent.
"In the past, Master created the Phoenix Flower Sect and established the orthodoxy for the Northern Territory. Countless generations of outstanding heroes have been created. Many of the wives of the Sovereign Lords present are also disciples of the Phoenix Sect. Now, thousands of years later, the Phoenix Flower Sect has produced nine branches: Dark Blue, Hundred Spirit, Whisper Tooth, and so on. The Island Lords of the nine branches have brought their disciples here and established the Goddesses. They have also determined the ownership of the Dream Branch, the sacred item of our sect.
Ancestor Feng Hua bowed slightly.
"Senior, you're too polite."
"Speaking of which, we are all juniors of the Phoenix Flower Branch."
"Not only juniors, but in terms of status, I should also call you Ancestor Feng Hua."
"Hahaha …" The Monarchs and Lords laughed. Most of them had a deep relationship with the nine branches. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were the son-in-law of the Phoenix Flower Branch. It was natural for them to come here to watch.
"Alright, I will accept the title of Ancestor Feng Hua. The auspicious time has arrived. The Nine Branches Sparring Session will officially begin."
Ancestor Feng Hua announced solemnly.
"Disciples of the nine branches, enter."
The chief disciple of the Phoenix Flower Branch stood respectfully in front of Ancestor Feng Hua and gave the order on behalf of the elders. Today, although she did not have the chance to obtain the Dream Branch, she would shoulder the responsibility of hosting the Nine Branches Sparring Session.
Suddenly, figures with extraordinary temperaments entered one after another.
The chief disciple, the second chief disciple, and the fourth disciple of the Phoenix Flower Branch were the first to arrive.
Next were the three disciples of Bi Lan.
Bai Ling, Yun Bao 'er, Zhu Sheng, Li Lefeng.
Fu Ya, Jiang Zhu, Wu Huang, Mingguang, Jin Lu, and Tao Sheng. There were a total of thirty people from the nine branches. They all stood neatly, and each of them was so beautiful that it was shocking. Their temperaments were extraordinary, and they exuded powerful Monarch Qi. They were like a group of fairies who had descended from the Nine Heavens. This made the descendants of the Five Domain Monarchs envious and yearning. Their fathers were able to form ties with the Phoenix Flower Branch. Now, their descendants naturally had a chance, and the chances were great. Perhaps one of the thirty fairies present would be their future wife. As long as they were willing to work hard and boldly pursue, the chances were great. After all, they came from the top circles of the East Continent.
Screech!
At this moment, suddenly, a loud cry of a divine bird came from the void. It sounded very far away, but in the next moment, the entire sky above the Phoenix Flower Peak changed. Majestic fire clouds filled the sky, and an incomparably brilliant war chariot rolled out from the fire clouds. On the chariot stood a majestic figure.