Chapter 315: The First City of Beidingzhou, Opening the Back Door

Tianxing City is the largest city in Beidingzhou, and its scale is simply unimaginable. At the end of the horizon, Wei Fan looked around and saw only the endless city wall like a sleeping dragon lying on the ground.

The sky is filled with clouds and auspicious colors, and a heavy sense of history mixed with a strong spirituality comes to your face.

“With this kind of atmosphere, I’m afraid even some holy gates cannot compare to Tianxing City!” Wei Fan was shocked.

A place like this is definitely home to many geniuses and evildoers.

Compared to this, the wasteland is nothing but a backward, stinking ditch.

Of course, from this we can also imagine the prosperity of the wasteland in the past. You must know that before the collapse of the Dao happened, the wasteland was one of the supreme holy places for human cultivation and was sought after by many powerful human beings.

The Tianxing City in front of us cannot be compared with the wasteland at that time.

Feng Hua nodded: "The history of Tianxing City is far longer than that of many holy gates in Beidingzhou. It has existed for at least tens of thousands of years. After being blessed by the Holy Array, generations of Martial Saint City Lords and Martial Kings in the city have sublimated it with their will and power. It has become one of the holy places for cultivation in Beidingzhou.

Some aristocratic families or sects even gave up their original mountain gates and moved their entire families to Tianxing City.

However, it is somewhat incorrect to say that it is stronger than the Holy Gate.

In general, a holy sect has tens of thousands of disciples at most, and the powerful ones have tens of thousands of disciples.

In Tianxing City, the annual population exceeds tens of millions, and almost all of them are warriors. Everyone is practicing. Even if the essence of heaven and earth here is very rich, it is not enough for so many people to absorb.

In terms of environment, it is still far inferior to the Holy Gate, but in terms of shortcuts, many Holy Gates are indeed not as good as it.

Some Saint Sect masters would come to Tianxing City on purpose when they were about to achieve enlightenment and breakthrough. "

Wei Fan nodded thoughtfully. Tianxing City was different from the Holy Gate. The foundation here was far superior to that of an ordinary Holy Gate, but a sect only had a few people, and how many people were there in Tianxing City?

No matter how rich the vital energy is, it cannot withstand hundreds of millions of people practicing here.

"Such a terrifying pressure. I'm afraid that a demon king of the first or second level would be crushed into ashes if he came close."

Even from dozens of miles away, there was an invisible force radiating towards him. However, he was a pure human and had never practiced any magic. Although this force was terrifying, it had no effect on him.

"To be precise, if a demon king below the sixth level approaches ten miles, he will be seriously injured even if he is not killed. The human race has invested a lot of effort in the first city of Beidingzhou. Under the improvement of successive Martial Saint City Lords, the mountains and rivers within a radius of tens of thousands of miles have been integrated with Tianxing City."

Feng Hua looked at Wei Fan and said, "In the future, if you fight with others outside the city, try not to destroy the earth veins and fight in the sky, otherwise you may be held accountable by the God City."

However, after getting closer, Wei Fan discovered that even such a terrifying city seemed to have been attacked by demons. There were still huge claw marks and knife and axe marks left in many places on the magnificent city walls.

There was a lot of traffic at the entrance, and there were no guards checking identities. Everyone was free to enter and exit. After taking a step in, Wei Fan felt as if he had come to another world.

The concentration of essence and energy did not change much, but the power of will seemed to be amplified in an instant, making it easier to gain enlightenment.

Even a Martial King like him could feel such an obvious change, and those at a lower level could feel it even more obviously.

The two did not rush to the Demon Hunter's branch hall immediately, but found a restaurant to sit down and eat.

Tianxing City is too huge. It takes another hour or two to walk from the entrance of the city to the Demon Hunter’s Temple in the center of the city.

In Tianxing City, not only is flying not allowed, even using force to rush here is not allowed.

"It is said that the Demon City was swept away. How abominable!"

"There's nothing you can do if you're angry. They're so strong. The core disciples of Qingyun Sect have all been killed. Who dares to go up?"

"Those beasts are still saying that they will kill every genius of our human race. More than a dozen geniuses have died so far."

"Damn it! If our geniuses hadn't followed the Martial Saint to the wilderness, these beasts wouldn't have dared to act so arrogantly."

"There's no other way. We can't go to the wasteland and call back all the geniuses."

"It's not that there are no geniuses, but some people just don't want to provoke the monsters. Those who dare to come to the Monster City and sweep through it must have a strong background."

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Wei Fan heard these conversations in the restaurant and found that many people looked unhappy, including Fenghua.

Facing Wei Fan's puzzled look, Feng Hua explained, "Lin Yao City is a city in Beidingzhou bordering the demon territory. Humans and demons often set up arenas there, and the geniuses of both sides challenge each other..."

At this point, Wei Fan probably understood what had happened.

Because all the geniuses of the human race fled to the wilderness, the demons took this opportunity to go to Lin Yao City to set up an arena to challenge and killed many geniuses of the human race, causing the demons to become more arrogant and many people were so angry.

"These are all bets. If you lose, not only will your morale be dampened, but you will also have to give the other party some resources."

Wei Fan nodded and listened to the conversations among the diners in the restaurant, collecting information.

In addition to the affairs of Lin Yao City, people were also discussing the affairs of Zhilan Sect, and some people had even recognized him.

There are also people talking about the wasteland, or even more people talking about the wasteland, because compared to other things, things in the wasteland have a greater impact. After all, the Martial Saint has gone to the wasteland.

However, there is not much news about the wasteland. After all, except Fenghua, who stayed there for a few years and could return, all the others needed to stay in the wasteland for a period of time before they could successfully obtain the identity of the native creatures of the wasteland.

At present, no one else has returned, even Wu Yinghui and others who accidentally left the wasteland have gone to the wasteland again.

After dinner, the two continued to head towards the Demon Hunter's branch hall.

Unlike the Demon Hunter's Branch in the Wasteland, which is hidden underground and unknown to the world, the Demon Hunter's Branch in Tianxing City is built in the center of Tianxing City, forming a huge palace complex.

There are people coming and going here, as if it is a huge market. It is nothing like the witcher's branch in the wilderness. Every time I went there, Gong Yangbo was the only one there.

"Go to the Assessment Hall first. You will need to check whether you are a human, whether you have practiced magic or taken human essence pills. As long as there are no problems in these aspects, you can successfully become a one-star demon hunter."

Wei Fan was puzzled: "One-star demon hunter?"

The demon hunters of the wasteland do not have such a title.

Feng Hua said: "You can think of this as a classification of the demon hunter's strength and contribution, divided into one to seven stars. The higher the demon hunter's level, the lower the merit points required when exchanging for skills!"

Wei Fan asked curiously: "What star are you at now?"

"Three stars, exchange your merit points for martial arts and enjoy a 30% discount."

The two walked all the way to the Hall of Merit and found that there were quite a few people queuing up for the test, almost a hundred. The lowest level of cultivation was Martial Honored, and there was not a single Martial Master in the Divine Realm.

In the five major domains, a Martial Master in the Divine Realm is not qualified to enter the demon territory to hunt demons. At the very least, one must have the cultivation level of a Martial Lord.

"Name, age, where you are from, and the faction you belong to!"

Wei Fan and Feng Hua walked into the identity registration area, and the old man sitting behind the desk started asking without even raising his head.

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This was a somewhat dim room. After the two entered, the door closed automatically to prevent the conversation inside from being heard by people outside.

"Wei Fan, nineteen years old, from the Wasteland Dragon Kingdom, the King of War of the Wasteland Demon Hunter Organization!" Wei Fan spoke softly.

On the opposite side, the old man who was about to start writing had a trembling hand, and raised his head to look at Wei Fan.

"You said you were from the wilderness?" The old man looked at Wei Fan with doubt.

Ten thousand years after the Dao collapse, this is the first time that people from the wasteland have come to the outside world.

Of course, that's not the point.

He did not hear wrongly. The other party said that he was only nineteen years old and had become a Martial King in the wilderness at the age of nineteen.

Not to mention a place like the wasteland, even in the outside world, becoming a Martial King at the age of nineteen is a natural talent.

Wei Fan nodded: "Senior, do you have any questions?"

This old man seemed unable to tell his origins, but when he first entered the White Bone Tribe, the tribe leader of the White Bone Tribe could tell his origins at a glance.

"How do you prove that you are from the wilderness?" the old man frowned.

Born in a land of collapsed Dao, the 19-year-old King of Martial Arts, is this a joke to him? Wei Fan raised his eyebrows: "Do you need me to prove it? Shouldn't you verify the authenticity of your identity yourself? Do you all need to prove it yourself?"

The old man was choked instantly. The warriors who came to take the test of the Demon Hunter did not need to prove anything. The authenticity of their identities was entirely up to the Demon Hunter organization to verify.

But now it is difficult to enter and exit the wasteland and the outside world. It's not that the Demon Hunter Organization is incapable of verifying it, but the cost is too high.

"Boy, if you want to make up a lie, you should learn more about the Wasteland. When the Dao collapsed, there was no Demon Hunter Organization in the Wasteland. Do I believe you when you say you are the Martial King of the Demon Hunter Organization in the Wasteland? Do you think I didn't recognize you? Are you the one wanted by the Zhilan Sect?"

"Senior Zhou Shen, there were indeed no demon hunters in the wasteland back then. But two thousand years ago, after Senior Xuanyuan Feng crossed into the wasteland, he formed an organization there that was also called the Demon Hunters. Wei Fan was indeed from the wasteland, and I was the one who brought him out of the wasteland."

Fenghua couldn't help but speak and told the origin of the Wasteland Demon Hunter Organization.

Zhou Shen only noticed Feng Hua when he heard this. He stood up and asked, "You're back? Where have you been these past few years?"

He obviously recognized Fenghua and looked surprised.

Fenghua smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you that I went to the wasteland?"

Zhou Shen's expression began to change, and then he was moved: "So, he is really from the wasteland!"

At the age of nineteen, he became a martial king in a place where the Dao collapsed. What kind of monster is this? He knew that Fenghua would never tell a lie, and if he told a lie, he could not hide his identity forever. Regardless of whether he was dealing with the wasteland or not, the Demon Hunter Organization would verify this identity.

Feng Hua nodded: "If it weren't necessary to tell the true origin, Wei Fan would not want to say that he came from the wasteland. There, he led the Wasteland Demon Hunter Organization and our human soldiers to wipe out all the demons in the wasteland, and almost all the first demon kings who entered the wasteland were killed.

Senior, please keep Wei Fan's identity a secret. Once it gets out, a group of demon saints will kill him."

"He actually performed such a remarkable feat for our human race..."

Zhou Shen's face was filled with shock. "Don't worry, I will keep this a secret, but it won't be kept secret for long. Those demon saints will only stay in the wasteland for a month or two at most and then come back."

As he spoke, he took out a sign and gave it to Wei Fan: “I have no doubt about what Fenghua said. Since Senior Xuanyuan Feng founded the Demon Hunter Organization in the Wasteland, you have long been a member of my Demon Hunter Organization.

Take this token, and you don't need to take the test. Go directly to the Logistics Hall to get your Demon Hunter badge!"

Wei Fan’s contribution was enough to directly qualify him as a four- or five-star demon hunter, skipping the assessment, which was not considered an opening at all.

Wei Fan took the sign and turned around and left with Feng Hua.

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That day the sun set and never rose again...

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