At present, they once again heard the news about the imminent revival of the Divine Ruins, and naturally, their mood can be easily imagined.
In fact, not only the Spiritual Abyss Saint King, but even the Mahayana Saint Monarchs from other Holy Lands looked extrely grave at this mont.
The revival of the Divine Ruins is an event that could affect the entire Lower Realm.
If things go wrong, it might trigger a cataclysmic disaster.
In an instant, the atmosphere within the entire palace beca very heavy.
In contrast, stories about Ji Haoyuan’s battle against Kong Feng’Er, Kong Changtian, Kong Baiming, and others spread.
For a ti, many cultivators from the Holy Lands were shocked.
Clearly, they all knew how strong Kong Feng’Er, Kong Changtian, Kong Baiming, and others were.
Most importantly, Ji Haoyuan seed to have defeated them in a completely overwhelming manner.
Kong Feng’Er, Kong Changtian, Kong Baiming, and others had almost no power to fight back.
This was what made everyone feel the most incredulous.
Daoist Palace.
In a Scripture Pavilion filled with endless Daoist resonance.
A handso young man with an air of grace, exuding a faint divine glow all over, was flipping through a book.
At this mont, Kong Feng’Er suddenly arrived with Kong Changtian and others before him.
The young man was surprised.
Then he slowly put down the book in his hand, turned to Kong Feng’Er with a gentle expression, and said:
"Feng’Er, who made you angry again?"
As if recalling so unpleasant mories, Kong Feng’Er frowned slightly.
But she quickly explained the purpose of her visit to the young man in front of her.
After hearing this, the young man couldn’t help but show a hint of surprise on his face.
"You said that senior brother Nanhua easily defeated you, and also junior brother Changtian and junior brother Baiming?"
Saying this, he began to mutter to himself.
"This is quite interesting.
Soone who can easily defeat you in such a short ti indeed has so skills."
Kong Feng’Er, Kong Changtian, Kong Baiming, and others felt like they were stabbed by the young man in front of them.
Kong Feng’Er’s beautiful face turned slightly dark.
She said sowhat displeased, "Brother, what are you talking about?"
The young man smiled lightly.
"Little sister, don’t be upset, I’m just telling the truth."
Kong Feng’Er: "..."
She felt that her mood was getting worse.
Fortunately.
The young man didn’t provoke his little sister any further.
He said, "Wait for half a month.
After half a month, I will go to the Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land and propose a challenge to him.
In the anti, little sister, I need you to send a formal invitation for ."
"Send an invitation?"
Understanding the young man’s personality, Kong Feng’Er and Kong Changtian couldn’t help widening their eyes.
It was as if they had heard sothing unbelievable.
The young man didn’t mind their reaction.
He nodded and said, "Of course.
A person of such caliber should be treated with courtesy.
Alright, little sister, junior brother Changtian, junior brother Baiming, you can return now.
I still have a Daoist skill to comprehend.
One must admit, the various Daoist skills and Divine Techniques of the Tianchen Cultivation World indeed have aspects worth learning and referencing."
After speaking, he continued to look at the book in his hand.
This made Kong Feng’Er’s face turn even darker.
But at the sa ti, she felt rather helpless.
Her brother was good in every aspect.
Except for his personality, which was really hard to describe.
Several days later.
On Qianyang Peak.
Ji Haoyuan was with Jiang Miaoran, receiving many guests who had co to visit when he suddenly received a rather special invitation from the Seven-Colored Peacock Race.
The invitation was dazzling with endless divine brilliance.
It was also accompanied by the phantoms of weapons like knives, guns, swords, and halberds.
They all radiated a glow and shot towards Ji Haoyuan together.
This was sothing no one expected.
Many people felt an inexplicable trepidation in their hearts.
The power emanating from that invitation had reached the peak of Void Refining.
If an ordinary Void Refining cultivator encountered it carelessly, they might end up in a very sorry state.
Ji Haoyuan was also sowhat surprised.
Clearly, he hadn’t expected soone to create such a thing on an invitation.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
The void trembled.
The knives, guns, swords, and halberds all transford into incredibly terrifying slaughters of light.
It’s no exaggeration to say that at this mont, if it weren’t Ji Haoyuan but another Void Refining cultivator, even a Great Divine Monarch at the later stage of Void Refining, they might very well crash and burn.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ji Haoyuan flicked his fingers lightly.
His fingers erupted with golden glow.
With just three strikes, he completely annihilated all the slaughters of light from the knives, guns, swords, and halberds.
Everyone who witnessed this scene felt shaken.
It was only at this mont that Ji Haoyuan finally truly saw the content of the invitation.
This imdiately caused his eyebrows to raise slightly.
The invitation ca from the Seven-Colored Peacock Race cultivator known as the Little Celestial Monarch, Kong Daoxuan.
At this mont, a projection of spiritual light appeared before Ji Haoyuan.
After bowing deeply to him, it dissipated on its own.
Clearly.
The test from the invitation was to see if Ji Haoyuan indeed possessed the strength matching the rumors.
The bow just now was an apology for it.
Shortly after.
More cultivators from the Seven-Colored Peacock Race arrived.
This ti it was soone familiar to Ji Haoyuan.
It was Kong Baiming, whom he had sparred with previously.
He handed Ji Haoyuan a bamboo shoot with a crystalline black and white sheen.
He said that this item was a gift from his senior brother to Ji Haoyuan.
Ji Haoyuan felt a bit surprised.
Because he had already recognized that the bamboo shoot gifted by the other party was an extrely precious Spiritual Object.
It contained the Power of Sun and Moon Yin Yang.
If consud by a cultivator below the sixth tier, it could significantly shorten their cultivation ti and enhance their understanding of this Dao.
Needless to say, this object was undoubtedly a rare treasure for Jiang Miaoran at the mont.
He accepted the gift and inford Kong Baiming that he would be waiting for Kong Daoxuan’s arrival at the sect in half a month.
This news, like a gust of wind, quickly spread across various circles.
Many people already knew.
Half a month later, Ji Haoyuan from the Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land would have a sparring exchange with Kong Daoxuan from the Seven-Colored Peacock Race on the Demonstration Platform of the Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land.
For a ti, cultivators from various other Holy Lands made their way to the Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land to pay a visit.
Their purpose was naturally to witness the duel between Ji Haoyuan and Kong Daoxuan half a month later.
They were genuinely curious.
Between the one known as the Little Celestial Monarch, who had almost swept through cultivators of the sa realm in various Holy Lands, Kong Daoxuan, and Ji Haoyuan, who almost defeated a group of Seven-Colored Peacock Race cultivators, which one was indeed stronger or weaker.
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