Heavenly Emperor of Myriad Realms

The White Ridge Mountain was not verdant and green. Instead, it emitted a dull gray color, as if it was covered by a layer of mist.

Because it was close to the Witch Water, the Yin Qi in the mountain was extremely dense. Normally, there were very few people coming and going, but right now, it was crowded and lively.

On the morning of the seventh day, Zhou Qing finished his training and arrived at Mount Bailing.

Yesterday, the whirlpool of spiritual energy in Zhou Qing's body had already reached 300. When he wanted to continue cultivating 301 meridians, the Spirit Opening Pill had already lost its effect on him.

In the past, he would have been stronger than a peak Opening Soul cultivator in just half a month's time. Even if he were to meet an early Spirit Severing cultivator, he would still be able to fight back.

But now, Zhou Qing wasn't happy at all. This cultivation speed was unbelievably fast in the eyes of others. Not to mention replenishing his blood and vitality, just Zhou Qing's eight months of life was like a massive mountain weighing down on his heart.

"True Blood Lotus, Blood Bodhi …" Zhou Qing clenched his fists tightly. He knew that this trip was extremely important to him.

"Brother Song, you've come. We will soon be entering the Ten Thousand Devil Cave. Everyone, come closer and help each other." Chai Da Zhi saw Zhou Qing from afar and took the initiative to greet him warmly.

Chai Dazhi was not only passionate towards Zhou Qing, he was also enthusiastic towards the rest of the team. A Soul Condensation cultivator looked down on him, and they ended up fighting with the Spirit Opening Stage cultivators in the team.

"Why haven't I seen any Demonic cultivators?" Someone in the team looked around curiously. They were all righteous people.

"Brother, you might not know, firstly, there are many disciples of the Celestial Gate and demonic cultivators do not dare to come here today. Secondly, due to the difference in cultivation techniques, as long as the Ten Thousand Devil Cave seal is released, we can forcefully enter."

Chai Dazhi was familiar with this group of people, so he received quite a bit of information.

"We have arrived at the Lan family in Caesar City!"

Just as he arrived, Chai Dazhi and the others suddenly looked not far away with a hint of yearning in their eyes.

"Lan family!"

Following the crowd's gaze, they saw nine unicorns flying towards them. Behind the unicorns was a luxurious bronze carriage with a dragon carving on it. The flowery canopy covered the sky and emitted a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy.

This was actually a treasure chariot!

Sitting on it were the second son of the Lan family, Lan Ningxia, and the third son of the Lan family, Lan Ning.

Lan Ningdao was carrying a woman in his arms. His expression was arrogant, and he would occasionally look at everyone with a disdainful look in his eyes. However, Lan Ningdao was clad in snow-white clothes, carrying a long sword on his back, as though an immortal had descended to the mortal world.

Behind the two of them, there were also peak Spirit Severing Dao Protectors.

"I didn't expect the third young master of the Lan family to be here too."

Chai Dazhi sighed with emotion as he looked at the extraordinary figure in the distance.

The three young masters of the Lan family were ranked in the top ten of the Demon Hunt Rankings. They were at the late stage of Soul Formation, and were known as the future leaders of the Lan family. Their status was not to be trifled with.

To an itinerant cultivator like Chai Dazhi, this was the equivalent of a lifetime of hard work.

Zhou Qing only took a glance before retracting his gaze.

As time passed, the opening time of the Ten Thousand Devil Cave got closer and closer. Everyone was excited and stared at the mountain stream in front of them.

Roar!

Right at this moment, a beast's roar resounded through the sky. Looking towards the source of the roar, one could see shadows dashing over. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the summit of the mountain and joined the crowd.

The leader was a ferocious demon that was covered in silver scales and had a tiger's head and lion's mane!

On the back of the demon was a handsome young man wearing a green crown, a set of flame armor, and a lightning sword in his hand. His eyes were smiling as he surveyed his surroundings, exuding an imposing aura.

"Soul Condensation demon, Silver Scaled Lion!" Could it be that the person who is being carried is the number one genius of the Dong Ling City's Zhou Family, Zhou Xuanlang? "

Upon seeing this figure, the crowd burst into an uproar. To many cultivators, this Silver Scaled Lion could be said to be the most familiar with it.

Zhou Qing raised his head abruptly and stared fixedly at the figure on the Silver Scaled Lion's back, a baleful aura surging in his heart.

"Thunder Sword, Silver Scaled Lion, the Zhou family's only son! Who would have thought that even though the Silver Scaled Lion is still alive, its owner has already changed to someone else. "

Looking at the white robed silhouette of the Silver Scaled Lion, a man dressed in black amongst the crowd spoke out angrily.

"Shh!" Silent, you dare to bring up this matter, are you tired of living!? "

The people next to him warned him in a low tone.

That person sneered and said: "Why can't I mention it? Even if he did commit a grave mistake while he was still alive, he is already dead. "The Zhou Family, the Mysterious Sky Sect …"

"Yuwen Jie, don't tell me you're not satisfied with the Zhou Family?"

Zhou Xuan Lang did not speak. Instead, it was a young man riding a black scaled Earth Tiger that questioned Yuwen Jie.

"Unsatisfied?" I am only a little Yuwen Jie from the Zhou Family, one of the Four Great Families. How could I dare to be dissatisfied with this!? "

Yuwen Jie's eyes shone with ferocity as he looked at the man, enunciating each word clearly.

"Xuan Ming, there's no need to create unnecessary problems."

Zhou Xuelang spoke indifferently as if he did not put Yuwen Jie in his eyes at all.

Only after hearing their conversation did everyone realize that this ordinary-looking youth was actually a member of the Yuwen Clan in South Li City!

As for the young man beside Zhou Xuanlang, he was the second son of the Zhou Family, Zhou Xuanming!

Behind the two of them, the Dao Protectors of the Zhou Family followed closely. The aura of a peak Soul Formation cultivator emanated out, intimidating everyone.

Seeing that Yuwen Jie was alone and still trying to redress his grievances, Zhou Qing's heart warmed. Yuwen Jie was one of his few friends in the past.

In the past few days, besides cultivating, Zhou Qing had also learned about a certain matter regarding Yuwen Jie, and the matter had started because of him. In the past few days, besides cultivating, Zhou Qing had also learned a thing or two about Yuwen Jie, and the matter had started because of him.

Now, seeing that he, as the successor of one of the Four Great Clans, Yuwen Clan, had gone to the Ten Thousand Devil Cave without a single guardian, one could only imagine how difficult the Yuwen Clan was right now.

Zhou Qing had thought of recognizing Yuwen Jie. He believed in Yuwen Jie, but because he trusted Yuwen Jie, he understood that Yuwen Jie would not let him off if he knew that he was alive and that he knew the truth of the matter.

However, the Great Sun Priestess had concealed her strength too deeply. Before Zhou Qing's incident, Great Sun had already broken through to the peak of the Spiritual Master Realm. Even if the four Great Families joined forces, they would still not be a match for her.

Zhou Qing couldn't drag Yuwen Jie into this dangerous whirlpool. He had already made up his mind.

At this time, the air was filled with a sweet smell. Pink flower petals floated down from the sky one after another, and the silver boat that was over ten zhang in length horizontally released multicolored light into the air.

Chu Tianyu stood at the head of the silver boat. He was dressed in strong clothing, outlining his perfect figure and exuding a heroic aura.

Her pair of beautiful eyes were as calm as autumn water, without the slightest ripple. Her expression was indifferent, as if she was a fairy from the nine heavens, occasionally emitting a faintly discernible cold aura, causing others to not dare to have any profane thoughts.

Beside her, stood an elegant and extraordinary young man. He was smiling at Chu Tianyu from time to time. It was the heir to Northern Frosty City's Lee family, Li Yingwu.

Behind the two of them stood a dao protector. His cultivation was unfathomable, and he intimidated the crowd.

Among the crowd, the Mysterious Sky Sect was also very eye-catching. There were five of them, all wearing the same white robe. The one in the lead was a handsome young man, Zhuo Lang, the direct disciple of the Mysterious Sky Sect's Taoist Master.

At this point, almost everyone who wanted to enter the Ten Thousand Devil Cave had arrived.

All of a sudden, the Qi in the air underwent a slight change. The bloody Qi beneath his feet gradually spread out. In just a few seconds, it had covered the entire mountain stream.

These runes were complex and profound. If one looked at them closely, they would feel dizzy and dizzy, as if they had been possessed by a devil.

"Enter the Ghastly Cave." At this time, one of the two mages in the group, a skinny old man, coldly spoke.

Zhou Qing noticed that the Mysterious Sky Sect, the Four Great Clans, and the various sects were each occupying a node.

"The runes here …" Impossible, impossible? "Kid, we must go inside to take a look!" In his mind, the Curse Spirit urged worriedly. It was a rare sight to see a Curse Spirit this excited.

Zhou Qing closed his eyes and concentrated. He felt the power of an incantation that had the same origin as the 'Ten Thousand Spirit Codex'.

"Come out."

A cold grunt sounded beside Zhou Qing's ear.

Zhou Qing opened his eyes and frowned.

So it turned out that their rogue cultivator team had too many people, and the area of the node was limited. The person who shouted at him just happened to be standing outside the node.

The lowest level of people in the node was at the peak of the Spirit Opening Stage. As for him, who was in the late stage of the Spirit Opening Stage, this was a bit too sudden.

The other Spirit Opening Cultivators looked at Zhou Qing with ridicule in their eyes. As for the six Awakened Soul Realm Cultivators and the two Spirit Realm mages, they were expressionless, since they were just cannon fodder. To them, it was better to use more cannon fodder than trash.

Chai Dazhi did not take pleasure in Zhou Qing's misfortune. He looked at Zhou Qing and reminded him in a low voice: "Brother Song, that cultivator is a half-step Soul Condensation expert, we cannot offend him. Why don't you let him in and wait for his turn?"

Zhou Qing rubbed his chin and looked at the person who had glared at him. His cultivation was also at the peak of the Spirit Opening Realm. It seemed that he had been crushed like a soft persimmon.

I'll say it again, get out here..." "Ahh!" The person at the peak of the Spirit Opening Stage saw Zhou Qing, a mere late stage Spirit Opening Stage, ignore his words and became angry. But before he finished speaking, his entire body was sent flying and he let out a miserable howl.

No one saw Zhou Qing make a move. When everyone finally reacted, they saw Zhou Qing calmly put down his arm, as if he had done something insignificant.

The two magical beasts in the group narrowed their eyes. Just now, they had felt the power of Zhou Qing's punch, and the spiritual energy in the air fluctuated intensely. It was not at all inferior to the peak level of the Spirit Opening Realm.

"Interesting." The skinny old man chuckled.

With this intimidating act, the cultivators who could not squeeze in could only watch helplessly, no longer having any intentions of attacking Zhou Qing.

At this time, the runes below his feet exploded with a strong ray of light, engulfing everyone within.