Chapter 496 A Visitor From the Supreme Sect, the Chief Disciple Ji Tianming (1/2)

Everyone was in awe, their eyes were solemn.

They knew the terror and strength of the four holy places.

Because they all had more than one quasi-emperor in charge!

Even if they were placed in a foreign race or foreign land, the quasi-emperor was a top existence, enough to support a piece of the sky.

In these four holy places, there were at least three quasi-emperor ancestors in charge, strong and domineering.

And this was also the foundation that they dared not offend.

Everyone hurriedly retreated and made way for them.

There was no doubt that the four holy places were powerful. They represented the top forces of the human race, and no one dared to neglect them.

"Boom!"

After a while, the giant ship stopped in the sky, and a majestic and vast breath spread, which was breathtaking.

The deck of the giant ship was full of densely packed strong men, with a terrifying momentum and terrifying.

"People from the Wanxiang Palace!"

"The masters from the four holy places have finally arrived. That's great. Now he shouldn't be able to continue to be arrogant!"

"Of course, the four holy places of the human race are not called for nothing!"

Many cultivators talked about it, their faces excited.

The four holy places are the four top forces of the human race, standing at the peak of the human race. No one dares to go against their will.

Today, Qin Mu was so unscrupulous that he even killed several Tianjiao, completely violating the rules.

They really wanted to see what would happen to Qin Mu.

The people from the Wanxiang Palace wore silver robes and held various treasures. They were all majestic and solemn.

The leading man was burly, with sword eyebrows and star eyes. He was extraordinary and heroic, with a hint of domineering spirit.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down on the heroes.

Beside him stood five figures, all of whom were young and handsome, with a majestic demeanor.

They looked cold and arrogant, as if they were born to be kings and didn't take anything seriously.

They are: Feng Ling, Huo Lie, Yun Feiyang, Lin Tianyu, each of them is extremely terrifying, with overwhelming aura, shocking people.

In addition to them, there is a woman, she is beautiful, skin whiter than snow, like a fairy from the ninth heaven descended to the mortal world.

She has a noble temperament, with a calm and elegant, like a banished immortal in the world, transcending the mundane world.

She is Feng Ling's sister-Feng Ling'er.

Among the participating disciples of the Wanxiang Temple this time, the only female disciple.

It is rumored that she has the body of a wind spirit, with excellent talent, and will definitely achieve the realm of a quasi-emperor in the future.

In addition to them, there are two people in the cabin who have not come out, appearing very low-key, attracting everyone's attention.

But their strength is also very powerful, and many people feel suffocated by their physical blood alone.

One is covered with purple and gold battle armor, his body is straight, as tough as a mountain, and exudes terrible oppression.

The other is thin, with black hair draped over his shoulders, wearing a green long dress, and his breath is gentle and calm.

"Are these the disciples of Wanxiang Palace? They are really terrifying!"

"I heard that their lowest strength is at the peak of the Dao-Slaying Realm, much stronger than us."

"The contestants from the four holy places are really not simple!"

"Especially Feng Ling, I heard that he has reached the peak of the third level of the Saint Realm and is about to enter the fourth level!"

"He is just over sixty years old..."

Everyone was talking, their voices were full of awe, they were extremely yearning for them, and they wanted to join the four holy places.

Wanxiang Palace, these four words represent glory!

They represent the top power of the human race and are worshipped by hundreds of millions of people!

"I heard that among the four holy places, Wanxiang Palace is the weakest force."

"Really? How come I heard that Wanxiang Palace has three quasi-emperor-level strongmen, in addition to the two ancestors, there is another one who is in his prime and even has the hope of reaching the level of the Great Emperor? Is this still the weakest?"

"Why did I hear that Wuyahai is the weakest..."

Everyone was whispering and talking happily.

They were very excited because they were about to see the top disciples of the four holy places, those geniuses who were like monsters, and their hearts were surging.

The reason why the four holy places are called the top forces of the human race is not because of luck or fluke.

They do have a solid foundation and potential.

Although Qin Mu just gave these people a great deterrent, in the hearts of these cultivators, the power of the four holy places is still greater.

Because this is the concept they have cultivated for countless years.

The four holy places have been invincible in the land of the human race for too long, and they have long been deeply rooted and cannot be shaken.

From ancient times to the present, the four holy places have cultivated countless geniuses, standing proudly in the world, fearless of any provocation.

And these forces can only admire and cannot reach them forever.

Then, the giant ship slowly sailed into the All Saints Mountain.

Its hugeness and prosperity are beyond people's imagination, comparable to a small continent.

It is made of rare wood, shining and sparkling, shining.

The entire giant ship was built into a paradise, where the rich and pure vitality of heaven and earth gathered into a lake, sparkling.

Magnificent buildings stood in every corner, majestic and magnificent, flowing with the charm of ancient and vicissitudes.

The stone tablet was engraved with several gilded characters of "Wanxiang Palace", towering, heavy and magnificent.

"This is Wanxiang Palace!"

Everyone couldn't help but gasp and exclaimed.

This scene was too shocking.

The entire giant ship was luxuriously decorated, exquisitely arranged, and noble.

This is the style of the four top forces of the human race, showing the style of the great clan everywhere.

The giant ship stopped at Wansheng Mountain.

"Boom~"

The giant ship was heavy and slowly opened.

Instantly, hundreds of young talents leaped out one after another.

They had a strong aura, looked arrogant, and swept their eyes around with a proud look.

In their eyes, everyone else was an ant.

Even those old masters who had practiced for thousands of years were only slightly powerful and could not compete with them.

"Are these the contestants from the four holy places?" Everyone was shocked and had mixed feelings.

They were all the best of the younger generation of the major forces, but they still felt great oppression when facing the disciples of the Wanxiang Holy Land.

The geniuses of the Wanxiang Palace, without exception, were all geniuses of the younger generation, with strong cultivation and powerful strength.

Even the worst ones have reached the peak of the Dao-slaying Realm!

The talents of these people are beyond doubt.

But for some reason.

Looking at these powerful geniuses, everyone suddenly felt bored.

They all looked at Qin Mu, who was sitting quietly on the dragon chair.

Although they all believed that the foundation and strength of the four worlds must be stronger than that of Daqin, they had to admit that the foundation and grace shown by Daqin just now were no weaker than those of the four holy places.

And the strength of the master of Daqin was far beyond those geniuses of the four holy places, and he was even younger!

Of course, this was just their speculation, and no one knew the specific situation.

The participating disciples of Wanxiang Palace entered the Wansheng Square one after another, occupied a favorable position, and began to look at the whole scene.

When they saw the women in front of Qin Mu, they could no longer remain calm, and were all stunned and full of astonishment.

"So beautiful!"

"Is this a fairy? This is too beautiful!"

"Which sect is this? Why have I never heard of it?"

"These women seem to be better than those proud daughters of the holy land!"

They stared at the group of women with burning eyes, breathing rapidly, and were stunned and fascinated.

They were all the most outstanding Tianjiao of Wanxiang Palace, and they were used to seeing all kinds of stunning beauties, even including the princess in the imperial city, who had seen their beauty.

But at this moment, these women were not inferior to those princesses of the holy land, which made them extremely amazed, and their eyes almost fell out, unable to extricate themselves.

"Hiss, which sect are these women from? They are too beautiful!"

Everyone was shocked, and their eyelids were twitching wildly.

They stood there, as if they had their own aura, making it impossible to look away.

At this time, the attention of those Tianjiao was almost completely on these beautiful women, ignoring Qin Mu.

If they had not had to attend the celebration later, they would have been unable to resist going over to chat with them.

At this time, the elders of Wanxiang Palace who arrived early came over and whispered a few words.

Everyone knew that they were from Daqin.

"Daqin? What kind of power is this? Why have I never heard of it?"

Many people frowned and thought.

Daoxuan Domain holds a grand ceremony every hundred years, inviting Tianjiao and Junjie from all domains to participate.

For so long, everyone has basically heard of the big and small forces, but they have never heard of this force.

"Is it a remote domain?"

These Tianjiao frowned.

In their opinion, although Daqin has some fame, it is far from the top forces.

Otherwise, the name of Daqin should not be so unfamiliar.

At this time, the elder told the story of Qin Mu killing Tianjiao just now, which immediately caused a commotion.

"What, killed a saint? Are you sure?" someone asked.

"Sure!" The elder said affirmatively.

"This..." Everyone was shocked when they heard it.

"The Lord of Daqin may have reached the quasi-emperor realm, and also mastered an emperor weapon." Someone said.

"Yes!" The elder nodded and said: "The Lord of Daqin's combat power is unfathomable, and he is definitely not an ordinary person!"

These words spread throughout the audience, causing even greater discussion, and everyone was shocked.

A remote domain actually gave birth to such a monster?

Many geniuses were awed.

Some people were still unconvinced, but after hearing that the Lord of Great Qin had the Emperor's Weapon, they shut up completely and dared not make random comments.

After all, the power of the Emperor's Weapon was enough to destroy the entire Wansheng Mountain, and they didn't want to die.

"He dared to kill the saint, which shows his tyranny. We must be careful to deal with it!"

Someone whispered.

Everyone nodded silently, and their expressions became more solemn.

"But there is no need to worry too much. Our Wanxiang Palace also has a Quasi-Emperor ancestor coming this time. That Quasi-Emperor ancestor has reached the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm and has cultivated the half-step emperor technique. He is powerful and will not be afraid of him." Someone comforted.

"The other three holy places should also send a Quasi-Emperor here,"

"Unless the Lord of Great Qin is willing to completely activate the Emperor's Weapon, otherwise, the Lord of Great Qin will never be able to fight four Quasi-Emperors at the same time."

"Well!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and their expressions relaxed a lot.

The Lord of Great Qin can kill saints, but he can never do anything to four Quasi-Emperors at the same time.

Unless he can enter the realm of the Great Emperor in one step.

But this is impossible. There is a huge gap between the Quasi-Emperor and the Great Emperor. No matter how powerful he is, he cannot cross it!

"Hmph, what is the Great Qin?" A Tianjiao sneered: "Our four holy places are the most powerful forces!"

Everyone in the Wanxiang Palace nodded in agreement.

On the other side,

Qin Mu still sat firmly on the dragon throne, his expression calm and composed, with extraordinary demeanor.

"Shua!"

Suddenly, a bone-chilling chill swept across the world.

I saw the void crack in the distance, and an ancient ship broke through the air.

Its speed was not particularly fast, but there was an inexplicable pressure spreading.

It was like an ancient city in the wilderness, steady and heavy, with a hint of vicissitudes.

The ancient ship was pitch black, with many mysterious patterns carved on it.

These patterns flashed with dark light, revealing a sense of vastness and longevity, as if it had experienced endless years and came from the long river of time.

As the distance got closer, everyone looked more carefully.

Although this ancient ship was not as large as the giant ship, it was not much different. It was pitch black, rusty, and incomplete.

The mast at the bow was broken, leaving only two iron pillars to support it.

The outline of the entire ship was extremely rough, and it looked like it was built of stones, full of ancient and vicissitudes.

However, it still gives people a heavy and majestic feeling, as if it can withstand the attacks of the entire world.

This feeling is very strange, as if it is a supreme pressure that makes people suffocate.

"Roar!"

When the ancient ship approached, a roar resounded in all directions.

On the deck of the ancient ship, a ferocious dragon was crawling, its body coiled, covering the sky and the sun.

The dragon was several thousand feet in size, black all over, and its scales were dark green, releasing a gloomy and terrifying chill.

Its size was comparable to that of the giant ship!

"Hiss! That's... the Netherworld Dragon!"

"It is said that it has been practicing for tens of thousands of years and has long been transformed into a dragon, and its strength is unfathomable."

"It seems that the Supreme Sect has also come. This is the guardian beast of the Supreme Sect."

Everyone took a breath of cold air and their expressions became solemn.

The Netherworld Dragon is one of the guardian beasts of the Supreme Sect, with unparalleled combat power.

It is rumored that it was the mount of a certain generation of the founder of the Supreme Sect, and it also devoured the remains of a true immortal. Its bloodline is extremely terrifying and its strength is extremely powerful.

The team sent by the Supreme Sect this time is guarded by this Nether Dragon!

Everyone's heart tightened.

The Nether Dragon is powerful, not inferior to some ordinary peak saints, very terrifying.

The Nether Dragon opened its eyes, and a pair of lantern-like copper gong-like eyes swept towards everyone, full of violent and bloodthirsty color.

A majestic and fierce aura spread, causing many cultivators to stagnate and tremble, and a creepy feeling rose in their hearts.

The fierce aura it exuded was like a prehistoric beast descending, which was frightening.

On the back of the Nether Dragon stood a young man in white, with an upright figure and a handsome face.

His temperament was as gentle as jade, but between his eyebrows, there was a domineering look that looked down on all living beings, as if he was the sun in the sky.

"This is... the chief disciple of the Supreme Sect: Ji Tianming!"

"It is said that his existence is a taboo in the Supreme Sect. No one knows how strong he is, because no one is his opponent."

"Ji Tianming, the chief disciple of the Supreme Sect, his father is the deputy leader of the Supreme Sect!"

"All the saints and elders of the Supreme Sect regard him as a taboo, and no one dares to touch him."

"Even the saints have to retreat!"

Everyone talked about it, with awe and worship in their eyes.

"Boom!"

The ancient ship slowly docked at the shore, and wisps of spiritual clouds bloomed.

Ji Tianming was the first to get off the ancient ship.

Following closely behind was the Nether Dragon, which was surrounded by rolling black fog and had a strong murderous aura.

Ji Tianming stepped onto the land and looked towards the square.

His eyes were calm, his face was indifferent, and there was no ripple in his eyes.

"Hua La La~"

The ancient ship opened, and figures flew out one after another.

The leader was a gray-robed old man with a kind face and wearing a purple-gold robe.

There was no aura fluctuation on his body, just like an ordinary person.

"This is the second elder of the Supreme Sect." Someone recognized the gray-robed old man and reminded him in a low voice.

Hearing this, there was a commotion around.

The Supreme Sect has nine elders, each of whom has a very high level of cultivation, at least at the top saint level, and some are even peak saints.

"Is he Ji Tianming?" Qin Mu raised his eyelids slightly, ignoring the purple-gold robed old man, and took a closer look at Ji Tianming.

Suddenly, Qin Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.