At this moment, a group of people flew in from the horizon on their swords, drawing the attention of everyone present.
“I didn’t expect her to come too,” Shangguan Beifeng murmured.
“Ling Fang, remember not to look directly at this person later!”
“This is Ouyang Xue, a prodigy from the Divine Sword Mountain, a rare Sword Dao genius.”
“She was born to be the leader in Sword Dao, possessing the Celestial Sword Bone.”
“Sword cultivators are naturally skilled in killing, and with the Celestial Sword Bone, she is even more terrifying.”
“Rumor has it that she and her mother were abandoned by her father, so she harbors a deep hatred for men.”
“If a man looks at her too much, at best he’ll have his eyes gouged out, at worst he’ll be killed on the spot!”
“Years ago, He Tianlong, a prodigy from the Yin-Yang Sect, spoke disrespectfully to her and wanted to dual cultivate with her. She chased him down and eventually killed him.”
“This incident almost led to a war between the Yin-Yang Sect and Divine Sword Mountain, but for some unknown reason, it was eventually resolved.”
“Since then, Ouyang Xue’s ferocity has been well-known, and few dare to provoke her.”
Fang Ling looked at the group from Divine Sword Mountain flying in from afar and nodded to himself. “Her Sword Dao attainment is indeed extraordinary.”
He could feel the powerful sword energy emanating from Ouyang Xue. Although she had restrained it, it was still sharp and intimidating.
After the group from Divine Sword Mountain landed, they took their seats in their sect’s area.
Ouyang Xue, holding her treasured sword, glanced around. Her sharp aura made everyone tremble and dare not look up.
Even Tuoba Lie and Wang Sheng averted their gaze, not daring to meet her eyes.
Her gaze fell on Fang Ling. When Fang Ling saw her looking at him, he looked back at her.
Their eyes met for a moment before Ouyang Xue shifted her gaze elsewhere.
“This person is not simple!” Ouyang Xue thought to herself, her heart tightening.
Although it was just a simple exchange of glances, their eyes had already engaged in a battle of sword intent.
Fang Ling’s sword intent was fierce and domineering, completely suppressing hers.
This made her involuntarily look away, admitting defeat.
At this moment, a group from the Pure Bamboo Nunnery also arrived slowly.
Leading them was naturally Purple Bamboo Abbess, followed by her pretty disciple, Jingkong.
“This Jingkong nun is quite mysterious. It’s said that she is the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva.”
“She has a unique technique that can make people repent and cry, kneeling and begging for mercy. It’s a bloodless way of killing!” Shangguan Beifeng introduced again.
“And her master is Purple Bamboo Abbess, who is extraordinary.”
“It’s said that she reached the Alkaid Realm at the age of nine hundred.”
“Now she is about to cross the tribulation, her cultivation realm far surpassing her peers.”
“Don’t look at us, in our thirties and fifties, having reached the Alioth Realm and close to the Alkaid Realm.”
“But you should know, the further you go in cultivation, the harder it is to break through.”
“From the Alioth Realm to the Mizar Realm, with our qualifications, it would take at least a thousand or eight hundred years.”
“From the Mizar Realm to the Alkaid Realm, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it takes thousands of years.”
“This Purple Bamboo Abbess reached the Alkaid Realm at the age of nine hundred, which shows how extraordinary she is.”
“And when she was young, she participated in the Dragon Arena Dao Conference, where she comprehended the Dao and created a great Divine Power called Thousand-Handed Guanyin.”
“With this Divine Power, she swept through all her peers, proving herself invincible.”
“A great master produces great disciples. This Jingkong nun’s strength should not be underestimated.”
Fang Ling couldn’t help but smile at Shangguan Beifeng’s enthusiastic introduction.
He recalled playing in the Purple Bamboo back garden just a quarter of an hour ago, feeling quite happy.
Over there, after Purple Bamboo Abbess led her group to their seats, she didn’t look at Fang Ling at all, to avoid revealing their close relationship to other powerful figures.
But the nun Jingkong beside her curiously looked at Fang Ling, seemingly recalling what her master had said yesterday.
“Brother, look, the people from the Heavenly Dao Sect are here too!” Shangguan Haiyue said.
“Isn’t the Heavenly Dao Sect known for its twin stars? Why is only Zhou Tong here?”
“That guy Mo Yuan, who always loves to join the fun, why didn’t he come to the Dragon Arena Dao Conference?”
Shangguan Beifeng replied, “According to rumors, Mo Yuan was killed.”
“But I think this news might not be true. He has a strand of innate purple energy protecting him, he wouldn’t die so easily.”
Fang Ling looked at the group from the Heavenly Dao Sect coming from afar, a slight smile appearing on his lips.
Just then, the palace gates opened.
A handsome young man in a four-clawed python robe walked out slowly.
He had the bearing of an emperor, walking with the majesty of a dragon and the strength of a tiger.
His aura was also quite extraordinary, emanating a powerful late-stage Alioth Realm energy.
He walked straight to the main seat and greeted his uncle, Prince Rongkang, who was seated there.
“Ling Fang, this is the Crown Prince of Great Zhou, Rong Chao,” Shangguan Beifeng introduced tirelessly again.
“This person is a bit older, already eighty-two, but within a hundred years, he is still considered our peer.”
“He is much stronger than Tuoba Lie of Great Qian, possessing the Emperor’s Physique.”
“The Emperor’s Physique is extremely rare and powerful. When fighting him, your own strength will be suppressed by thirty percent due to his emperor’s aura!”
“And the terror of the Emperor’s Physique doesn’t stop there. The more loyal people he has, the stronger his protective aura becomes.”
“Even though the current Emperor of Great Zhou is still in his prime, he has already made him the Crown Prince early on.”
“There are even rumors that the Emperor of Great Zhou intends to abdicate early and let him ascend the throne.”
“In this way, once he becomes the ruler of Great Zhou, the Emperor’s Physique will be fully unleashed.”
Fang Ling observed this person and indeed found him extraordinary. The oppressive feeling of the emperor’s aura was something he had never experienced before.
After Rong Chao arrived beside Prince Rongkang, Rongkang stood up and glanced around.
“All the friends who could come are already here,” Prince Rongkang said, “So let’s begin the Dragon Arena Dao Conference!”
“Before entering, I must remind you all.”
“The main purpose of this conference is to comprehend the Heavenly Dao Divine Stele and enhance the strength of the younger generation in the Southern Dipper Region, not to fight for supremacy!”
“So once you enter the Dragon Arena, you must value harmony.”
“Even if there are conflicts over good positions, do not let it escalate. Everything should be kept in check!”
“If it goes too far, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
With that, he waved his hand and unlocked the sealing formation of the Dragon Arena.
The prodigies from the major forces entered calmly, followed by the heirs of the small and medium forces who had spent a fortune on spirit stones.
Fang Ling followed behind the Shangguan siblings, walking slowly.
Before long, they arrived at the area closest to the Heavenly Dao Divine Stele.
There were ten meditation cushions here, arranged in a triangular pattern of one, three, and six.
From here, one could clearly see all the patterns on the Heavenly Dao Divine Stele and feel the Dao rhythm it emitted up close.
The Crown Prince of Great Zhou, Rong Chao, glanced around and said lightly, “Since the establishment of the Dragon Arena Dao Conference, these ten positions have always been occupied based on strength.”
“The chief seat is mine by right. Does anyone object?”
“I’ll see if you’re as formidable as they say!” Ouyang Xue said coldly, drawing her sword and charging at him.
Rong Chao smiled slightly, his hands behind his back.
A golden aura appeared around him, forming a barrier. This was the protective aura of the Emperor’s Physique!
Ouyang Xue’s sharp sword energy startled many, but it couldn’t break through Rong Chao’s protective aura.
“How about it? Does Fairy Ouyang want to try again?” Rong Chao asked.
Ouyang Xue sheathed her sword and shook her head. “No need. If we were to truly compete, it would escalate and be hard to control.”
“After all, it’s just a seat. You can have it.”
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