As long as the old ancestor Yuan Shenqi is alive, it’s safe to say, above the Great Luo Heaven, he’s truly not afraid of anyone.
Moreover, he wanted to use this opportunity to step on Su Chen and bring himself greater fa. After all, right now, Su Chen’s reputation is imnse; the entire Great Luo Heaven is discussing him, watching him. Anything associated with Su Chen can beco famous.
At this mont, just as Yuan Zeling’s smile beca more smug, and the discussions among the crowd grew more fervent.
The gates of the Ancient City slowly opened. With his na successfully recorded, Yuan Zeling gained the qualification to enter the city and search for fated treasures.
Yuan Zeling lifted his head, the arrogance at the corners of his mouth deepened by threefold, he was just about to lift his foot and walk towards the Ancient City.
Suddenly.
"Swish!!!"
A sword sound, suddenly rang out.
It sliced through the air.
The silvery-white light was like a ghostly thin silver line, reaching the extre speed...
Then.
On top of the city gate, the light suddenly grew brilliant.
At the height of 3.5 ters, the words "Wu Qi" appeared!!!
Unmistakably clear.
Profoundly engraved.
The condensed silvery-white Sword Intent was incredibly powerful.
The light completely overshadowed the Sword Intent glow of the words "Yuan Zeling," the height utterly crushed them.
In an instant, the words "Yuan Zeling" faded into obscurity.
Only the words "Wu Qi" shone brightly, glaring.
In an instant.
A deathly silence fell before the gates of the Ancient City.
Countless people gaped, their eyes nearly exploding in trembling terror.
Yuan Zeling’s body shuddered, intending to step forward, he suddenly stopped, stunned as if a giant hamr smashed into his head, ringing boom boom, an indescribable bewildernt.
"Your naming height of 2.8 ters is quite high? Higher than the master’s? Maybe you haven’t woken up from your dream. You don’t even compare to a servant like ." In the deathly silence, Wu Qi spoke, slightly raising his head to look at Yuan Zeling, and said calmly.
If Yuan Zeling had only nad the Ancient City, no matter what good result he got, Wu Qi wouldn’t have stepped out to say anything. After all, he’s not a person who likes to talk much. In fact, he would silently congratulate Yuan Zeling for his good result; he’s not a petty person.
But Yuan Zeling shouldn’t have insulted his belief!!!
In Wu Qi’s heart, Su Chen is now an almost faith-like existence. Su Chen, with his terrifying strength, talent, and miraculous achievents, made him willingly beco Su Chen’s servant and proud of it.
Once Wu Qi spoke these words.
In an instant.
Wu Qi beca the ultimate focus.
Before the city gate, all eyes were on him.
What they saw.
Was a figure.
A young man in ordinary white clothing, expressionless cold face, with an extrely ordinary-looking sword on his back, upon closer inspection, the sword blade seed to have so rolled edges.
Not even a thousand years old, yet already at the half-step Heavenly Path Realm!
Wu Qi.
Precisely Wu Qi.
Who else could it be but Wu Qi?
"Wu Qi?" Among the crowd, Yang Bai was present. He had failed to na but had not left. At this mont, his eyes suddenly narrowed, pupils contracting fiercely. Of course, he recognized Wu Qi. In the past year or two, who was the most attention-grabbing on the Divine Pavilion’s potential list? Without a doubt, it was Wu Qi.
Wu Qi rose sharply in the past one or two years.
Although previously, Wu Qi was also sowhat famous, back then, he was only ranked four or five hundred on the Divine Pavilion’s potential list, diocre at best, with no hope of joining the Four Great Divine Pavilions.
But in the last one or two years, Wu Qi suddenly surged trendously, swiftly escalating from four or five hundred to the top hundred, top fifty, top thirty, top ten...
And in the latest issue of the Divine Pavilion’s potential list, Wu Qi already ranked among the top three.
"Turns out, the gap was so vast between us." Yang Bai felt sowhat defeated.
A year or two ago, he wouldn’t even care to speak a word with so-called geniuses like Wu Qi because the difference was too vast; Wu Qi wouldn’t be worthy.
But a year or two passed, and now? Perhaps it was Yang Bai who would feel inferior and hesitant to approach Wu Qi.
Yang Bai didn’t even have the qualification to na, while Wu Qi, with the 3.5-ter height, what sort of gap is this? Indescribable.
"You..." Under the city gate, Yuan Zeling looked towards Wu Qi, in the depths of his eyes, extre anger and humiliation.
Yuan Zeling’s face turned livid with anger.
Just a second ago, he was mocking Su Chen, and the next second, he was utterly defeated by Su Chen’s servant.
His face was swollen from the slap.
A total joke.
"Moreover, is the master a figure that needs your recognition? You’ve overestimated yourself." Wu Qi continued to look at Yuan Zeling, saying, his voice still calm, indifferent, without a trace of emotional fluctuation.
What an extrely indifferent swordsman!
In the Qing Jian Tomb, Wu Qi gained significant benefits. He received guidance from a Sword Emperor, though it wasn’t equivalent to inheriting the will of a Sword Emperor, it was still a trendous encounter.
In the past few months, he gradually digested the Sword Emperor’s guidance.
Progress was rapid.
Currently, his Way of the Sword Rhy has reached the peak of the fifth stage, just a sliver away from the sixth stage.
And in terms of Sword Moves, he even created a move of his own - Extre Light Sword.
Wu Qi estimates his strength to be comparable to the Second Level of the Heavenly Dao Realm. It’s worth noting, his realm is only half-step Heavenly Path Realm.
"......." In Yuan Zeling’s heart, rage and humiliation roared fiercely, his eyes were nearly shooting fire, desperately wishing to tear Wu Qi into pieces, that damned scum!!!
Taking a deep breath, Yuan Zeling gritted his teeth and spat, "Wu Qi, being Su Chen’s servant, being Su Chen’s dog, and you’re proud of it? Hmph, you truly beg for attention."
"But you’re not even as good as a servant like , this dog." Wu Qi still showed no emotional fluctuations.
With just this statent, Yuan Zeling almost spat blood from the anger, his eyes faintly tinged with red.
"You’re courting death!!!" Yuan Zeling roared, his face twisted with frenzy, the Whale Blade in his hand suddenly lifted, he intended to strike, but at the sa mont...
"Young Master." A figure appeared beside Yuan Zeling, halting Yuan Zeling’s intent to attack.
The elder was slightly hunched, with withered skin, many wrinkles, sunken eye sockets, aura extrely decayed and old.
The elder seed to be nearing his limit.
Indeed.
The elder was over 7 million years old.
A living super old monster.
The elder’s na was Yuan Pi, from the sa era as the old ancestor Yuan Shenqi of the Yuan Family.
Back then, Yuan Pi followed closely by Yuan Shenqi, a good brother to him.
Later, as Yuan Shenqi rose crazily, he naturally didn’t forget Yuan Pi, otherwise, with Yuan Pi’s talent, it would be impossible for him to possess the current strength of the Great Dao Realm Third Level Realm.
Because of this, Yuan Pi’s loyalty to Yuan Shenqi was ingrained to the bone.
And Yuan Shenqi sending Yuan Pi to protect Yuan Zeling was enough to demonstrate Yuan Shenqi’s regard for this sixteenth-generation direct descendant.
"Elder Bi." Yuan Zeling slightly cald down; if anyone else dared to stop him like this, he would definitely be furious and lose his mind, but not with Elder Bi.
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