A continuous mountain range separates the Southern Region and the Central Region.
Within this mountain range, ethereal mists swirl, and the spiritual energy is incredibly rich, nurturing countless rare and precious fruits.
Legend has it that this place was once a Taoist temple of a true immortal, and may even contain the legacy of a true immortal.
Being associated with immortals has already destined this place to be extraordinary.
After hundreds of millions of years of development, a colossal entity was born here, standing independently outside the Five Realms.
ancient city
In the heart of the mountains, a colossal structure stretches for thousands of miles, seemingly bearing the weight of endless history and exuding an aura of vastness.
The ancient city walls are engraved with mysterious patterns that send a chill down one's spine.
Above the ancient city, the azure sky suddenly rippled.
Immediately afterwards
A blond man wearing golden armor emerged from the void.
He was surrounded by terrifying divine light, like a god high above, and his terrifying aura made people tremble with fear.
Several figures followed behind the blond man.
These figures all exuded a terrifying aura, as deep and boundless as a sea, as divine as a demon.
"It's the Golden-Winged Roc King."
"This generation of Golden-Winged Roc King is said to be the closest to the ancestral bloodline. He once tore apart a Saintly Body prodigy of our human race with his bare hands, and now he is becoming increasingly unfathomable."
With one foot already in the realm of life and death, does the Golden-Winged Roc King perhaps intend to undergo the Ninefold Tribulation of Life and Death?
"What grand ambitions!"
"Once the Golden-Winged Roc King survives the ninefold tribulation of life and death, our human race will be in great trouble."
"This time, the Golden-Winged Roc clan declared war on the Underworld and is now inviting the younger generation of the Underworld to start the Battle of the Prodigies. Could it be that they want to wipe out the Underworld in one fell swoop?"
"I wonder if there are any geniuses in the underworld who can stop the Golden-Winged Roc King."
Many forces within the vast ancient city looked towards the direction where the Golden-Winged Roc King was, some with mixed feelings of emotion, others with fear.
In particular, upon sensing the several auras behind the Golden-Winged Roc King, it was discovered that without exception, they were all Venerables who had stepped into the Quasi-Saint level!
No wonder the Golden-Winged Roc King had enough confidence to step into the vast ancient city and start the battle of the prodigies.
Within the vast ancient city lies a mysterious array, said to have been set up by an existence above the Emperor Realm.
If two people enter the formation, only one of them can leave.
The person who leaves can inherit a portion of the other person's luck.
For thousands of years, the Battle of the Prodigies has rarely been held.
Unless there is a life-or-death feud.
It is evident that the Golden-Winged Roc clan has absolute confidence in the strength of the Golden-Winged Roc King.
"Have the people from the underworld arrived yet?"
"This truly disappoints me."
The Golden-Winged Roc King opened its eyes, its sharp, golden eyes surveying the surroundings from a superior position.
Without seeing any trace of the underworld, he spoke indifferently.
"Ha ha ha ha"
"Perhaps the Underworld is afraid of the Divine Child and dares not accept the challenge!"
"Five years ago, the Divine Child tore apart the sacred body of the ancient Lin family of the human race here. This scene is still deeply imprinted in the minds of these human prodigies."
"It's understandable that the Underworld won't come; they're afraid and fear you, Divine Child."
An elder from the Golden-Winged Roc clan, who was at the quasi-saint level, smiled and said.
"This is outrageous!"
"Although the underworld is mysterious, it is also a force of our human race!"
"Does the Golden-Winged Roc clan really believe that the Golden-Winged Roc King is invincible?"
The ancient city was filled with cultivators, and the conversation between the Golden-Winged Roc King and the elder was not concealed in the slightest. Naturally, some cultivators with considerable cultivation could clearly hear their exchange.
In particular, the fact that the Lin family's Holy Body was torn apart by the Golden-Winged Roc King in the Battle of the Prodigies was an utter disgrace to the human race!
Are all humans these days just useless trash?
"You deformed gourd, you can't even withstand a single palm strike from me!"
"If anyone disagrees, feel free to challenge me to a battle of geniuses."
"I will accept it all."
The Golden-Winged Roc King seemed to have heard the discussion among the humans below, and said with a disdainful look.
"You bastard!"
"How dare you, a beast, insult my human race?"
"Today I'll test what you're capable of, you beast!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out, like thunder, echoing throughout the entire ancient city.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man dressed in white, carrying a sword, take to the air.
He exuded a sharp aura, and his terrifying sword intent caused ripples to spread through the void. He was like a divine sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed.
"It's Zhang Lingyun, the current swordsman of the Qingyun Sword Palace."
"It is said that he was born with a sword heart, comprehended the sword intent at the age of ten, and was taken as a disciple by the current palace master of Qingyun Sword Palace."
"At only twenty years old, he has already reached the peak of the Profound Realm. Recently, he has challenged various major forces, and even a true disciple of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land was defeated by him."
"Judging from the immense sword intent emanating from Zhang Lingyun's body, he should have comprehended a high-grade third-rank sword intent."
"This sword intent is now growing stronger, almost bursting out of his body. Once he unleashes it, even a powerful expert at the Life and Death Realm might not be able to withstand it."
Soon, someone recognized the young swordsman who was carrying a sword and had emerged from the air.
After all, Qingyun Sword Palace is one of the twenty-eight palaces in the world, and it is also one of the top forces below the Holy Land.
"Ling Yun, you're so foolish!"
An old man looked at the young man who had risen with a sword, his expression complex, and sighed deeply.
But it didn't stop it.
If this is stopped now, Zhang Lingyun will probably never have any hope of advancing any further in his life.
"Um?"
"You ant, you dare challenge me, the king?"
Looking at Zhang Lingyun approaching him, the Golden-Winged Roc King's eyes flashed with disdain as he spoke.
"Qingyun Sword Palace, Zhang Lingyun"
"Today I'll send you, you beast, on your way."
Zhang Lingyun let out a fierce shout, his internal energy and blood circulation reached their limit, his spiritual power erupted like a volcano, and his blazing sword intent pierced through the sky.
The longsword was drawn, and a beam of sword light shot into the sky, filling the air with a fierce and murderous aura that distorted the void.
"What terrifying sword intent!"
"Is this the ultimate technique of the Azure Cloud Sword Palace, the Azure Cloud Sword Manual?"
"Could it be that the scene of Chao Ruo, with his lofty ambitions and unstoppable rise to power, and his sword aura sweeping across the land, is about to be repeated?"
"Back then, the founder of the Qingyun Sword Palace, Master Qingyun, forced the Dead Spirit Sea to remain without any demons for tens of thousands of years with his Qingyun Sword Technique."
"Could this scene be about to repeat itself?"
Many forces were amazed by the sight of this sword energy.
Zhang Lingyun's strength is in no way weaker than those with divine or holy bodies, and he is even more powerful in terms of killing ability!
Even the elders accompanying the Azure Cloud Sword Palace couldn't help but nod in approval, a look of satisfaction appearing in their eyes.
Although Zhang Lingyun has not yet mastered the Qingyun Sword Manual, at his age, only the founding patriarch could rival him in cultivating it to such a level.
The sharp sword light slashed directly towards the Golden-Winged Roc King.
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