The names varied slightly from era to era.

In this ancient era, only the gods, born of heaven and earth, could easily step into the realm of the extraordinary, while the lives of any other race had to undergo an endless and arduous process of cultivation.

Therefore, in this era, the Mountain and Sea Realm was also known as the "Divine Realm," meaning the exclusive domain of the gods.

Many of the young people in the courtyard didn't even see what happened. After a dazzling series of shifting figures, the giant Zahe's massive body flew out, and Xiang Tu took its place, but he too was knocked unconscious on the spot.

In the courtyard, only a young man dressed in a moon-white robe, whom no one present recognized, stood proudly. Only a few people vaguely remembered that he seemed to come from a desolate place called Python Mountain.

Aside from Yuejun looking at Shen Qian with adoration, the most shocked person present was Gao Zhe.

A powerful being from the Divine Realm!

Zah's true cultivation level could not be hidden from him, and this young man from the Yuezhi tribe was able to cripple Zah in one move by using the technique of striking from a distance.

That opponent must be a powerful being who has already entered the realm of gods!

He had vaguely sensed Shen Qian's extraordinary nature before, but he never expected that the other party would be so powerful.

...

An hour had passed by then.

Shen Qian didn't know how Gao Zhe negotiated with the Giant Spirit Clan. It's possible that Gao Zhe had already led a group of human geniuses from the Qingshui Town stronghold onto the flying boat before causing a bigger conflict.

Before sinking, he curiously explored the enormous flying boat.

This flying boat is shaped like a hundred-meter-long ship, but it is engraved with intricate formations. Although it is not as comfortable as a modern airplane, sitting on it has its own unique charm.

Footsteps came from the bow of the ship. Chen Qian turned around and saw Gao Zhe walking towards him.

There was no suitable opportunity to talk before in Qingshui Town, so this is the time the other party approached him.

Already pale from a fear of heights, Yuejun quickly returned to her room, leaving the bow of the ship, where the wind howled, to the two of them.

"Are you really from the Yuezhi tribe?"

Gao Zhe's first question was exactly what Shen Qian had expected.

This was an era when martial arts resources were extremely scarce, and Shen Qian's displayed talent didn't seem to come from a clan deep in the mountains at all, so it was normal for Gao Zhe to have such doubts.

Does it matter?

Instead of answering, he asked a question.

Gao Zhe paused slightly, gave Shen Qian a deep look, and then, as expected, did not pursue the matter further.

“You may have gotten yourself into big trouble. The Giant Spirit Clan is incredibly united. You severely injured Zah, and may even have caused him to miss the opening of this Battle of Ten Thousand Races. The Giant Spirit Clan will not let you off the hook.”

"Will they come straight to our door?" Shen Qian asked.

"That's not the case. Zah came to challenge them but was defeated. Without the help of an elder, the Giant Spirit Clan has no excuse to start a war. But... you might find it difficult to move an inch on the battlefield of ten thousand races."

Gao Zhe said calmly.

Shen Qian understood the implication in the other party's words: Zahe was not ranked among the top in the Giant Spirit Clan. Above him were many more powerful beings from the Divine Realm, and those people would definitely put Shen Qian on their kill list.

"The battlefield of all races is a place where life and death are indiscriminate and cruel. Once you get there, no one can help you."

Gao Zhe added another sentence.

"So what?" Shen Qian smiled nonchalantly.

Gao Zhe nodded; Chen Qian's answer seemed to be exactly what he expected.

“When we reach the river, I will take you to see the leader of the Yan Clan. You deserve better treatment,” Gao Zhe said, changing the subject.

"What position does Envoy Gao hold within the Yan Clan?"

Shen Qian was not surprised to hear this, as this was also the purpose of his display of talent. After thinking for a moment, Shen Qian asked another question.

Gao Zhe is very strong; at least before he went to the scene, it was not easy to see the depth of his opponent's strength.

The five major clans established hundreds of strongholds like Qingshui Town in the outside world.

Gao Zhe was just one of hundreds of special envoys among them.

By observing Gao Zhe's position within the Yan Clan, one can roughly determine the cultivation level of the leaders of the five major clans.

Based on Shen Qian's estimation, there must have been powerful kings and nobles among the human race in this era; it's just unknown how many there would be.

"Me?" Gao Zhe was taken aback, glanced at Shen Qian strangely, and then shook his head with a smile, saying, "I do not hold any position within the Yan Clan. I am only here in Qingshui Town as a guide because it is on my way."

Shen Qian was somewhat confused, but he didn't ask too many questions. After chatting for a few more minutes, he politely said goodbye and returned to his cabin.

As you walk through the corridor, you will occasionally encounter young people from other clans, who will respectfully make way for you.

Just as a young man with his head down tried to walk quickly past Shen Qian, Shen Qian reached out and stopped him.

"What...what do you want to do?"

The pale-faced, burly young man raised his head, his face still bearing traces of bruising, and looked at Chen Qian with a evasive and wary gaze.

"Do you think I'd beat you up again?"

Shen Qian rolled his eyes. "I have a few questions I'd like to ask you."

The young man was Xiang Tu, who had been knocked down by Zah's punch earlier. After Gao Zhe's treatment, his broken bones had been set. Seeing the other man walking freely, Shen Qian was surprised and once again confirmed that the alchemy techniques of this era were indeed far superior to those of modern times.

Hearing Shen Qian use the word "please advise," Xiang Tu's expression softened somewhat, and he nodded, "Go ahead and speak."

Shen Qian's decision was made on a whim. He had heard from others that Xiang Tu came from a large clan with tens of thousands of people and should have some knowledge.

"I'm asking you, what is the surname of the Yan Clan leader?" Shen Qian pulled the other party to a corner and asked after shielding him with his mental power.

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