Ancient Devil Monarch

As long as his talent was stunning enough, the higher ups of the Saint Dao Sect would naturally invite him on their own accord.

Hehe … They were indeed a group of crazy people. Suddenly, a deep voice rang out and a group of people flew through the air towards them.

They were the people from Frost Mountain, and the one leading them was shockingly Qin Lang's elder brother, Qin Xuan!

Yan Chen squinted, he knew that the man was here for him.

It was Frost Mountain's Qin Xuan! Qin Xuan was also an existence at the peak of the 7th level of the Invigorated Meridian Realm. Compared to Xiao Qian, he was not much weaker.

You are Yan Chen?! Qin Xuan Sen's cold eyes stared at Yan Chen as he spoke.

You don't need to say anything more … Yan Chen casually nodded, and then, he slightly raised his palm. Accompanied by sizzling sounds, he slowly pulled out the long spear on his back.

If you wish to fight, I will accompany you …

He was currently at the peak of the 4th level of the Invigorated Meridian Realm. Even if he were to face off against Qin Xuan, he would still be able to put up a fight.

Mu Qinxue looked at Yan Chen's figure with his beautiful eyes. He shook his head helplessly and did not stop him.

Qin Xuan's eyes slightly narrowed. This Yan Chen truly had some charisma, no wonder he dared to brazenly kill his little brother and their people from Frost Mountain.

You? You think you're worthy to fight me? Qin Xuan shouted harshly, his eyes extremely sharp. You cripple your own cultivation, then follow me to the Frigid Frost Mountain. Perhaps you will be spared in the end!

As the sound of his voice faded, the Shuang Han Mountain disciples by Qin Xuan's side stepped out as killing intent burst forth from their bodies. Violent Spiritual Energy surged out as their cultivation bases were actually above the 6th level of the Invigorated Meridian Realm, and their combat prowess was terrifying to the extreme.

In an instant, the atmosphere became extremely cold.

Mu Qin Xue waved her hand and numerous Yun Mu National Guards stood in front of Yan Chen.

At the same time, all of the guards who accompanied Forgetfulness Snow also stepped forward.

Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed. These people were actually related to the Wu Chuan ancient country and Yun Mu country?

However, did he really think that he could stop the people from Frost Mountain just like that? It was rather laughable.

Was Yun Mu also going to be involved?! Qin Xuan stared at Mu Qinxue as he spoke.

They are Yun Mu Country's friends, you can't touch them! Mu Qinxue said in a deep voice, her tone solemn.

Hehe, let Mu Fengyang say these words. Qin Xuan Sen laughed coldly, his tone was indifferent.

However, at this moment, a calm voice came from afar.

Brother Qin, you have something to talk to me about?

A friend of Yun Mu? Qin Xuan's gaze was sharp and his tone was cold. However, your so-called friend from Yun Mu Country killed my own younger brother.

Mu Fengyang obviously didn't want to continue with the nonsense as he spoke with an indifferent smile. In short, I'm here, and your people from Frost Mountain can't touch them, can they?

Are you threatening me? Qin Xuan's eyes flashed as his pupils faintly flashed with a cold glint.

You can think of it that way. Mu Fengyang smiled as he casually waved his hand. Instead of talking nonsense like that, it was better to do something serious.

As his voice faded, Mu Fengyang raised his foot and walked towards Mu Qinxue.

Qin Xuan's expression turned cold, but there was nothing he could do. With Mu Fengyang around, it was true that they could not touch Yan Chen and the rest.

Senior Brother Qin, are we just going to let this go? The disciples of Frost Mountain whispered beside Qin Xuan.

What a joke. How could such a deep hatred end if he did not destroy it? Qin Xuan said coldly. But now that Mu Fengyang is here, I can only look for an opportunity in secret. Even if I can't kill him, I have to break his arm to resolve the hatred in my heart.

Then what about Yun Mu? Another person asked.

He's just an ant, he's just an ant. How could he dare to attack us, Frost Mountain, just for an ant? Qin Xuan said in a low voice, his tone indifferent. At the moment, it was more important to get down to business.

At this moment, Mu Fengyang walked over to the side of Mu Qinxue and her group.

Brother. Mu Qin Xue smiled as her jade-like hands embraced Mu Fengyang's arm, looking at Yi Zhou and the others with her beautiful eyes. Let me introduce you, this is Yi Zhou, Ao Chen …

This is my brother, Mu Fengyang.

Your Highness. Yi Zhou and the rest smiled and nodded.

No need to call it that, identity is just a title, I never care. Mu Fengyang laughed as he shook his head. Call me Prosperity.

Yi Zhou and the rest did not act arrogantly, they nodded slightly, and felt a little admiration towards the Cloud Mu Great Hall. He was humble and gentle, and did not have the feeling of superiority, but his personality was similar to Yan Chen's.

Brother, did you come here because something happened? Mu Qinxue asked. She had clearly thought of something. Otherwise, how could there be such a lineup in the Clear River Valley?

That madman was coming. He was very curious as to which Sect that person would choose this time, or he might not.

Him? Mu Qinxue's beautiful eyes flashed. A figure appeared in her heart, causing her heart to turn slightly cold.

After hiding in seclusion for three years, he was finally going to leave the mountain?

Mu Qinxue instantly knew who her brother was referring to. Amongst the monstrous geniuses within the East Continent realm, there was only one legendary figure who still hadn't joined any forces.

Mo Nantian, the genius of the East Continent's younger generation, was still a rogue cultivator and had yet to enter any power. At the same time, he did not have any background, but he was already as famous as the monstrous geniuses of the top forces.

He had also once trained on the road to the end, and had suppressed countless heaven's pride level experts. He had done things that countless people had never done before, and he had recorded everything that happened in the great ruins.

However, there was a reason why he did not join any of the major powers in the East Continent. It was because his goal was to …

Dust Garden!

This simple two words, Dust Garden, was enough to cause the entire East Continent to lose its luster.

Mo Nantian was the one who rejected the Saint Dao Sect's olive branch.

Who are you talking about? Yan Chen asked.

Mo Nantian, the fellow who once caused a bloodbath. Three years ago, he had already broken countless records. However, in the end, he was still unable to get 'them' to acknowledge him. Mu Qin Xue looked at Yan Chen deeply and said. But after hibernating for three years, he wanted to appear here once more.

Mo Nantian? Yi Zhou muttered, he was curious about this person.

Which power did he want to win the recognition of? Yi Zhou asked. Just as you have said, with his talent, it seems like he can enter any of the major powers within the East Continent.

With his talent and East Continent, he could choose anyone he wanted, but he was not interested in any of them! Mu Fengyang said in a deep voice.

In the entire East Continent, how many people would have the qualifications to choose a Sect?

However, Mo Nantian had the qualification to do so.

Then what was his purpose? Yi Zhou asked again.

Dust Garden! The East Continent Sacred Grounds! Mu Fengyang's eyes narrowed as he looked towards the sky. That place was a fascinating place and was the dream of everyone in the East Continent.

But it seemed that there was no such Dust Garden amongst the top forces of the East Continent? looked shocked. Dust Garden? Why had they never heard of it?

Strictly speaking, Dust Garden could not be considered as an influential power, with only a few people present in the entire Profound Sky Continent. However, they were all existences with the highest levels of East Continent. Mu Fengyang said. If they stomped their feet, their entire East Continent would probably tremble. Moreover, they had a title …

Demon Dwellers!

Yi Zhou froze upon hearing that, Demon Dweller?

What kind of place would the Dust Garden be? Yi Zhou muttered. He actually possessed a strength that caused the entire East Continent to be afraid of just one place with only a few people.

As he spoke, another group of figures appeared outside of Clear River Valley and headed in their direction.

That was … Someone from the Wenqing Palace? Looks like something big was indeed going to happen today, and all the major forces of the East Continent have already gathered.

Everyone's eyes froze when they saw the several beautiful women walking over slowly. Only female disciples were accepted by the Wenqing Palace, they didn't expect to be here at the Clear River Valley.

No one knew who it was for.

The crowd discussed animatedly, as they didn't know what record Mo Nantian would obtain in the Clear River Valley.

All the major powers are here, right? Xiao Qian of the Saint Dao Sect replied as he swept his gaze over the crowd.

Since they were all here, he should have appeared as well.

After a long time, a figure finally appeared at the entrance of the Clear River Valley. That person's appearance was ordinary and he looked no different from an ordinary person. However, the moment he appeared, everyone's gazes in the entire space gathered on him and became the absolute center of attention.

He, Mo Nantian!

After hibernating for three years, he once again appeared within the Clear River Valley!

His goal, was Dust Garden!

Mo Nantian took a step forward. Even though it was very slow, the time and rhythm of each step he took was extremely profound, as though it was hiding something.

His long black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and the sharp corners of his face were as deep as a knife's.

Mo Nantian! The spectators were all thunderstruck. If he was here, what sort of legend could he write this time around?

At this moment, everyone was staring at Mo Nantian's figure with complicated expressions. The vast space had become extremely quiet, and only the sound of Mo Nantian's footsteps could be heard.

Mo Nantian didn't even look at the various powers on the peak and instead looked at the various ruins within the Clear River Valley. That was his goal, and he came here to prove it …

proved that he had the qualifications to enter the Dust Garden!

Then, he slowly raised his foot and walked towards the ruins.

And at his destination, Yi Zhou and the rest were already standing there. Many people gave way to him, but Yi Zhou and the rest were still standing there, unmoved.

No eyes? Get lost! Suddenly, an explosive shout rang out. The one who spoke was the heaven's pride level expert of the Blue Feather Institute, Song Wei. His eyes coldly swept across Yi Zhou and the others, these people, were nothing more than ants.

Yan Chen's expression turned cold as his black eyes swept towards Song Wei.

We can just watch. Yi Zhou muttered, and then retreated.

Song Wei let out a cold snort and no longer paid any attention to him.

Mo Nantian naturally did not leave because of Yi Zhou. His target was instead the several statues in the ruin.

Yi Zhou looked at the figure, he was a little curious, how outstanding would the person who made all the peak forces of East Continent wait?

Not only Yi Zhou, everyone was quietly watching Mo Nantian's challenge. He was about to start challenging all the remnants of the Clear River Valley.

Right at this moment, a terrifying light shot out of Mo Nantian's deep eyes. With the release of his spiritual sense, he had actually reached the Mid Mortal Realm, and used the connection between heaven and earth to scatter the Spiritual Energy onto the sculptures. After that, he slowly closed his eyes, quietly comprehending.

The spectators held their breaths as they stared intently at the silhouette that was silently contemplating.

After just a few moments, he saw the statue begin to emit light. The vast and obscure Spiritual Energy emitted out and quickly enveloped Mo Nantian's body.

The first statue let out a glow, then the second statue. Following Mo Nantian's comprehension, several statues were connected, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the eleventh statue.

Did he want to comprehend all seventeen statues? Everyone cried out in shock.