Seeing Lin Dong agree to go to the Dragon Alliance headquarters with them, the God of War, Chiyan and Ah Lang were naturally pleased.
Afterward, the three of them set off for the Dragon Alliance headquarters.
Lin Dong walked with firm steps, closely following the fiery figure of the God of War, Chiyan, while Ah Lang silently guarded by the side.
Their figures lengthened under the afterglow of the sunset, appearing particularly resolute.
After traveling about three thousand kiloters, they arrived at a forest on a plateau.
Passing through layers of dense forest and traversing the winding mountain path, they finally reached the solemn and mysterious headquarters of the Dragon Alliance—Dragon Hidden Peak.
Dragon Hidden Peak towered into the clouds, shrouded in mist, with towering ancient trees vaguely visible, and pavilions scattered about, resembling a paradise of the world, as if an immortal realm had descended.
As they approached step by step, an overwhelming montum ca rushing to et them, making people involuntarily feel a sense of awe.
Entering through the main gate of the Dragon Alliance, a heavy, ancient atmosphere greeted them, with roads paved with bluestone on either side, and stone pillars carved with dragon-shaped totems, each exuding the vicissitudes and strength of the years.
Lin Dong looked around and couldn’t help but secretly admire the grandeur and extraordinary nature of the Dragon Alliance.
"No wonder it is a force that has entrenched itself on the Extraterrestrial Battlefield for many years." Lin Dong noticed that there were also so formations around the periphery of the Dragon Alliance.
However, those formations were not of a high level, and there were quite a few loopholes. It seed that the person who set them up, although understanding so formations, did not know much.
The God of War, Chiyan, led them through a maze of portals, finally arriving in front of an ancient and elegant Great Hall.
Above the hall, a plaque hung high, with four majestic characters "Dragon Alliance Holy Temple" written on it in vigorous strokes, shining in golden light, extrely imposing.
"Lin Dong, Ah Lang, follow ." The God of War, Chiyan’s voice was deep and powerful, carrying an undeniable authority.
They stepped into the hall, only to see that it was spacious and bright inside, with a huge dragon chair placed in the center. Upon it sat a middle-aged man, the leader of the Dragon Alliance—Lin Zhenyue.
Lin Zhenyue was dressed in a black long robe, embroidered with gold dragon patterns, dignified yet elegant.
His face was firm, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, as though he could see through all illusions in the world.
His black hair was tied up with a simple jade hairpin, exuding an extraordinary temperant.
His eyes were as deep as the night sky, with occasional flashes that seed to illuminate the deepest secrets of one’s heart.
"Chiyan, you’ve returned." Lin Zhenyue’s voice was steady and powerful, as if it could penetrate any obstacle and reach one’s heart.
He slowly stood up, his steps steady, each revealing an indescribable majesty and composure.
The God of War, Chiyan, stepped forward, bowed, and then reported one by one the various crises faced by the Chiyan Legion and the conspiracy of the Blood Soul Hall.
After listening, Lin Zhenyue’s expression grew solemn, a trace of anger flashed in those deep eyes, but more was determination and resolve.
"Blood Soul Hall, how dare they be so arrogant!" Lin Zhenyue’s voice was low and powerful, echoing in the hall, allowing one to feel a strong battle intention.
He turned to Ah Lang, his eyes flashing with a trace of comndation, "Ah Lang, as an outstanding representative of the new generation, being able to help the Chiyan Legion out of trouble this ti is quite rare. The future of the Dragon Alliance needs young people like you to safeguard it."
Saying this, he then looked at Lin Dong and cupped his hands, "This young friend, thanks to you as well this ti, for saving Chiyan and Ah Lang."
"Young friend, being so young but able to cultivate to the level of a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, must be from a big family, right? Do you perhaps co from a hidden clan in Dragon Country?"
In his view, Lin Dong, who appeared to be in his twenties, being able to cultivate to beco a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist, must certainly be the heir of a hidden big family.
For instance, the Son of Heaven of the Tian Family, the sword embryo of this generation of Kunlun, the Taoist Disciple of the Taoist Sect, or the Buddhist and Buddhist Female Disciples of Buddhism.
Before Lin Dong could speak, the God of War, Chiyan, introduced Lin Dong: "Lin Tian, Lin Dong is the son of my good brother from years ago, Lin Zhan Tian..."
"Oh, so it’s Lin Zhan Tian’s son." Lin Zhenyue realized, "No wonder, with Lin Zhan Tian’s bloodline, no wonder he could cultivate to beco a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist at such a young age."
"Besides the bloodline, effort and perseverance are the key reasons Lin Dong beca a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist." The God of War, Chiyan, said.
Lin Zhenyue remained unconvinced, saying, "The bloodline and resources are the most important! Especially resources, he must have been surrounded by resources from a young age, right?"
The God of War, Chiyan, said: "Actually, not at all. Lin Dong’s path to growth was just like Lin Tian, rising from a humble background, without any family resources to rely on."
Lin Zhenyue frowned and said: "Chiyan, in the Age of Dharma End, a commoner’s descendant can reach Heavenly Realm Martial Artist in their early twenties? Even I couldn’t achieve such a feat back then!"
"He definitely either has a big family secretly supporting him with resources, or Lin Zhan Tian left him with huge resources, allowing him to achieve such achievents in his early twenties."
The God of War, Chiyan, wanted to say sothing more, but Lin Dong waved his hand to stop him, not letting him continue further.
This sort of thing, there’s simply no need to argue.
No need to argue over such a thing, possibly leaving a bad impression of the God of War, Chiyan, on Lin Zhenyue.
As everyone was imrsed in the solemn atmosphere, a sudden rush of footsteps ca from outside the hall.
Followed by a ssenger dressed in a blood-red long robe striding in, holding up a battle challenge high in hand, stating arrogantly: "Leader Lin Zhenyue of the Dragon Alliance, Blood Soul Hall hereby issues a battle challenge. Three days later, at Blood Soul Valley! Dare to accept the challenge?"
With these words, the hall was in an uproar.
Lin Zhenyue smirked coldly, took the battle challenge, and with a casual wave, the battle challenge dissipated into fiery sparks and vanished without a trace.
"Blood Soul Hall, what do I, the Dragon Alliance, have to fear! Three days later, see you at Blood Soul Valley!"
Upon seeing this, the ssenger laughed delightfully, "Then our Blood Soul Hall will await the people of the Dragon Alliance. Hahaha..."
After completing the task, he laughed and left.
Lin Zhenyue did not kill him either, for in war between nations, envoys are not killed.
When two powerful forces engage in battle, they naturally do not kill ssengers.
After the ssenger from the Blood Soul Hall had left, Leader Lin Zhenyue had the ’assembly bell’ at the door of the Dragon Alliance Holy Temple rung.
When the bell rings, it ans sothing major has happened.
The Supre Commanders of the other nine legions in the Dragon Alliance’s Top Ten Legions swiftly made their way here.
Besides that, the core mbers of the Dragon Alliance, anyone with strength above that of an Earth Realm martial artist, also hurried over.
Before long, the Dragon Alliance experts were assembled.
More than a hundred people had arrived in the Holy Temple.
Leader Lin Zhenyue stood on the high platform of the Holy Temple, his piercing gaze sweeping over the gathering crowd below.
The commanders of the nine legions, clad in battle armor and full of heroic spirit, stood on both sides, each with strength above that of a Seventh Stage Grandmaster.
And the other core mbers of the Heavenly Alliance, including the think tank, intelligence division, logistics departnt, and other key departnt leaders, were all present, their strength no less than that of Earth Realm martial artists.
Such a force, in the Outer World, is comparable to a hidden clan.
In so small countries, they could directly beco the overlords!
But now, such a strong force faces an unprecedented crisis.
It is highly likely that they will encounter a cataclysm!
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