Chapter 96

In the area where the ground had caved in several feet, the body of a king-level ferocious beast lay shattered and bloodstained, unrecognizable in shape.

Standing with his hands behind his back at the edge of the pit, Lord Guangjun gazed with unprecedented hope in his eyes at the six young disciples he had taken in:

Beimo, Yang Qingshan, Nangong Fan, Feng Yin Yue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei.

These six young men were the pinnacle of the countless talented youths in Guangling City.

Of course, Lord Guangjun's greater expectations and attention were focused on his personal disciple, Beimo.

"A chance?"

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered slightly as he pondered the words Lord Guangjun had just spoken.

On the way, Zhao Feng had clearly captured the details of Lord Guangjun's confrontation with the mysterious hooded figure, including every expression and movement, but he could not hear their conversation.

"May I ask, Master, what do you mean by 'a chance'?"

Feng Yin Yue asked, unable to hide the intense surprise and curiosity on his face.

Being in the Heavenly Guard Camp, becoming Lord Guangjun's disciple was a huge opportunity and a chance to change his fate.

With his mention, Yang Qingshan, Nangong Fan, and others also showed curiosity and eagerness.

"This opportunity is also related to the 'wish' that I have been striving to fulfill all my life..."

Lord Guangjun sighed softly, his deep eyes gradually drifting far away, looking toward a distant direction, with a complex expression of nostalgia, regret, and hope on his face.

As the highest noble of Guangling City and a legendary figure with unparalleled martial prowess in Xiangyun Kingdom, Lord Guangjun rarely showed such intense emotional fluctuations.

Zhao Feng had also noticed similar emotional changes in Lord Guangjun when he was in the Spirit Martial Hall.

But at that time, Lord Guangjun's emotional changes were fleeting, and only his superior eyesight caught that moment.

That day, Zhao Feng had asked why Lord Guangjun was gathering young geniuses.

Lord Guangjun's answer was that everything was for one wish.

Wish?

What was Lord Guangjun's wish? A wish that even he could not complete and could only entrust to the next generation of geniuses.

Boom! Whoosh! Whoosh! ...

At this moment, some top martial artists, including Ye Lingyun and Commander Heng, were rushing over.

Lord Guangjun slowly raised his hand, signaling them to step back.

Ye Lingyun, Commander Heng, and other top martial artists, though slightly puzzled, did not hesitate and immediately left.

This scene made Zhao Feng and the other six young geniuses realize that Lord Guangjun had something important to say next.

"Did you see that mysterious hooded figure just now?"

Lord Guangjun seemed to be changing the subject.

"I saw him. Last time in Hengyun Tianlin, I..."

Zhao Feng immediately answered.

Among the young men present, only Zhao Feng and Beimo had truly seen the mysterious hooded figure.

Zhao Feng had seen him twice.

"Oh?"

Lord Guangjun looked at Zhao Feng with a slightly surprised expression and asked, "What do you think of his strength?"

"Very strong!"

Zhao Feng recalled the two times he had seen the mysterious hooded figure in action, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Lord Guangjun smiled slightly. "Then, do you think his strength is stronger or weaker than mine?"

This...

Zhao Feng was taken aback, not expecting his revered master, who intimidated the four directions of Xiangyun Kingdom, to ask such a question.

Under the powerful mental lock of a Holy Realm Master, Zhao Feng, with his mysterious left eye, had a very sharp and accurate judgment of strength.

His previous answer was somewhat conservative and tactful.

"Zhao Feng! What are you saying? How dare you underestimate your master and boost the enemy's morale!"

Nangong Fan immediately rebuked.

Beimo, Yang Qingshan, and Feng Yin Yue also frowned.

Clearly, they were dissatisfied with Zhao Feng's answer.

In Xiangyun Kingdom, Lord Guangjun stood at the pinnacle of authority and martial power, an invincible legend in the hearts of countless martial artists.

As Lord Guangjun's disciples, how could they give such an unconfident and pessimistic answer?

Among them, only Zhao Yufei believed Zhao Feng's words without question, a trust she herself could not understand.

Zhao Feng's answer made Lord Guangjun look at him with surprise, and he couldn't help but give him a few more glances.

This was the first time since becoming Lord Guangjun's disciple that he had been so seriously scrutinized.

Nangong Fan and others were secretly surprised that their master did not show any displeasure but seemed to value Zhao Feng even more.

"Tell the truth, based on your genuine judgment."

Lord Guangjun stared at him intently.

Zhao Feng felt immense pressure, recalling the few times he had seen Lord Guangjun and the mysterious hooded figure.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and said solemnly, "The strength of the mysterious hooded figure should be above that of Master."

What!

Nangong Fan, Yang Qingshan, and others' expressions changed dramatically, even Beimo was moved.

Zhao Feng, what a bold move!

"Of course, this is just my feeling."

Zhao Feng felt the hostile and dissatisfied gazes of Nangong Fan and others and added another sentence.

"He is right. That person's strength is indeed above mine."

Lord Guangjun's calm and heavy voice echoed, and his gaze on Zhao Feng carried a hint of surprise and admiration.

"How is this possible! Is there anyone in the world whose strength can surpass Master!"

Nangong Fan could hardly accept it.

Yang Qingshan and Feng Yin Yue had similar expressions.

When they joined Lord Guangjun's disciples, their master was an unattainable invincible noble, already standing at the peak of this land.

"Not only that, but that person can control several king-level ferocious beasts, leading a number of high-level ferocious beasts and wild beasts to attack Guangling City. In such a situation, even Master would not be able to reverse the destruction of Guangling City..."

Lord Guangjun took a deep breath, his expression serious.

Controlling several king-level ferocious beasts?

Beimo and others were shocked, unable to imagine such a scene.

"This terrifying beast tide and king-level ferocious beasts are indeed orchestrated by this person..."

Zhao Feng's mind flashed with the image of the hooded figure's cold, blue eyes.

"Master! How can there be such a terrifying person in the world, and why did he not continue to attack Guangling City?"

Yang Qingshan also found it hard to accept.

The six young geniuses all fixed their gazes on Lord Guangjun's face.

"Ha ha, the world you know is just the tip of the iceberg. The Holy Realm of Martial Arts... is just the beginning. Even someone as powerful as that person dares not violate the 'Thirteen Sects Alliance Regulations'!"

Lord Guangjun smiled faintly.

The Holy Realm of Martial Arts, just the beginning!?

Beimo and the other six geniuses were speechless.

Today, Lord Guangjun's words were shocking, and the audience could roughly understand, but only to a certain extent.

But at this moment, Zhao Feng felt his blood boil and his heart tremble.

Suddenly, he remembered the three young girls he had seen in the Blood Python Canyon that day.

Those three were very young, and any one of them could instantly kill an Eighth Rank Green-Eyed Giant Wolf. Moreover, from the situation at the time, the other two did not even care about the Green-Eyed Giant Wolf, and the young girl who acted clearly lacked combat experience.

Compared to these three, even Beimo was slightly inferior.

Since that day, Zhao Feng realized the vastness of the world and the existence of many things he did not know and could not touch...

"In your eyes, the Holy Realm of Martial Arts is the peak of legend. The emperor and nobles of Xiangyun Kingdom govern this vast territory of tens of thousands of miles. The thirteen countries of Hengyun and the two major powers are also similar or even more powerful nations. But this is not the truth!"

Lord Guangjun's words carried a hint of self-mockery.

But what he said was what most martial artists believed.

Indeed, this was the perspective and understanding Zhao Feng had in Qingye Town and Yuyang City.

"In the thirteen countries of Hengyun, the true rulers are not the emperors, nobles, or the high-ranking Holy Realm Masters, nor the prestigious families. The true rulers are the thirteen sects that transcend all secular powers!"

Lord Guangjun's eyes became incredibly sharp, as if he could cut through the air.

Thirteen sects?

Zhao Feng and the other six young geniuses looked at each other in surprise.

Sects!

Thirteen sects!

Transcendent powers above all secular forces!

Why had they never heard of them before?

Especially Zhao Feng, who came from a small branch clan in Qingye Town.

Initially, in his eyes, Yuyang City was a bustling city, full of talented and powerful individuals, and the Zhao clan was a formidable force.

As his martial arts cultivation improved, his perspective broadened, and he entered higher-level cities, learning about the Hengyun Thirteen Countries Alliance and the two major powers, which were ten times stronger than Xiangyun Kingdom.

Especially those two major powers, any one of them could easily destroy Xiangyun Kingdom and even the thirteen countries.

The thirteen countries, including Xiangyun Kingdom, could barely survive in the gap between the two major powers.

But this is not the truth!

"Master, how strong are these thirteen sects, to the point where they rule over vast nations?"

Nangong Fan asked, unable to believe it.

"These sects grasp the true path of life cultivation. Each sect, with only a few hundred to a thousand people, controls the fate of a nation. If you ask how strong they are, I was once an outer disciple of the 'Xiaoyue Sect,' not yet entering its core inner circle."

Lord Guangjun sighed softly.

Outer disciple?

Beimo and others were shocked and dumbfounded.

Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan shook their heads, completely unable to accept this fact.

"Someone as powerful as Lord Guangjun is just an outer disciple of a sect, like I was once an outer clan member of the Zhao clan, insignificant..."

Zhao Feng's heart was stirred by a wave of shock.

There was no need to question how strong the sects were; just the fact that Lord Guangjun was an outer disciple of a sect was enough to show their strength.

After learning the truth, the six young geniuses felt a sense of disorientation.

Their achievements, which were impressive in Guangling City, were as insignificant as ants compared to the sects.

In the eyes of the sects, the Ninth Rank of Martial Arts and secular nations were like ants underfoot.

They were on different levels, just as humans do not interact with ants.

"The sect that has a presence in Xiangyun Kingdom is called the 'Xiaoyue Sect.' It transcends secular nations, and some of its top figures are at a level higher than the Holy Realm of Martial Arts, possessing mysterious and powerful abilities that awe the heavens and the earth..."

Lord Guangjun's eyes showed a look of longing and reverence as he spoke.

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