Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

God Slaying Road, there are eighty-one challenges, eighty-one wills of True Gods. The further one goes, the greater the power; wishing to ascend into the Heavens is not easy.

Moreover, throughout history, many Human Emperors have lost their lives here.

The Northern Wing people often mock them: "The humans from the mortal world are truly foolish."

Eighty-one levels, who knows how many miles, but there's something strange; whenever someone attempts to pass, standing on the side of Ink-Washing River, often some reflected scenes can be seen, scattered, although not many.

Like a mirror.

Demon Emperor Zhengheng, with Lan Yi, crossed Tianqiong Tower, and the mirror scenes reflected over, somewhat blurry, until now the news spread thoroughly.

They only waited a few hours, but saw no sign of anyone.

Instead, there were quite a few jokes on this side, an outer disciple shouted out to summon the Divine Weapon, attempting to resist True God's power.

The high-ranking members of the Holy Land in front heard it, and their faces immediately darkened, saying: "Make her quiet down."

A middle-aged man nodded, but... a few minutes later, he came back here: "Elder, that girl said, the person attempting to pass is her father."

"Oh?" The elderly white-bearded man heard this, immediately got interested, and asked: "What cultivation level is she?"

"Seems... no cultivation level, too young, Dantian is forming, probably still half a year away." The middle-aged man answered.

"Dantian not yet formed? How did she enter?" The white-bearded old man frowned.

"As Emperor Son."

Tianxuan Holy Land is different from Luoyang Sect, which mainly recruits bloodline inheritance, like Emperor Son, while Luoyang Sect recruits based on physique.

If Chen Xiaoan truly is an Emperor Son, even if her Dantian is not yet formed, she can still cultivate in the Holy Land.

The white-bearded old man stopped speaking further. Emperor Son, her father, the mortal world?

In that barren world, what kind of emperor could be born?

He didn't pay attention to it, nor did he care about An's drama because, in his mind, the return of the Saint Heir, using the challenge way to come back here, is what matters most.

If the Saint Heir succeeds, he will become the most powerful Saint Heir in Holy Land history, even... he will be famed across Northern Wing, becoming the leader of the young generation, at that time, has many things to accomplish.

For instance, marrying the Heaven Emperor's daughter from North Cold Pass, extending the Holy Land's influence outside; and for instance, entering the mortal world, seizing the Investiture of the Gods and its Imprint, bringing it under their control.

If these things can be accomplished, Human Clan's divine enthronement will become the biggest leverage for the Holy Land.

The pity is, Luoyang Sect people think the same, they have a Master who, years ago, with the Saint Heir, entered the mortal world to temper themselves.

Outside Ink-Washing River, separated by hundreds of miles!

A pitch-black ink-like flying ship slowly enters that sky, then halts.

On the deck!

A handsome young man stretches lazily, his casual gaze sweeps over the front, he softly says: "Those freaks from the Void God Realm, guarding the Divine Skill and refusing to let go, this time, perhaps Huodou Ancestor's tomb will explode, right?"

"Young master is the child of prophecy from the Dark Vein, if enters the God Slaying Road, will surely obtain Huodou's Divine Cultivation Skill." The young maid teasingly says.

"..."

Chosen one...

**ah!**

It's better not to talk about it, Dark Unparalleled's mood was originally good, but upon hearing this, he instantly couldn't stay calm.

Having entered the Dead Sea for years, gained nothing, and was forcibly taken into the Netherworld, thereafter, met with various misfortunes, yes, various encounters with those few unlucky ones.

Wherever he went, he would run into Chen Pingping, also saw a ghost.

Later, returned from Heaven Martial Continent to the Heavens, he pondered deeply, closed himself away, thinking, now surely wouldn't see that bastard Chen Pingping, right?

Indeed wouldn't see.

Total tranquility.

Just a bit lonely, couldn't bear it.

So, recently just exited closed cultivation, found ten or so fragility skins, crazily vented.

So refreshing!

Once Young Master Unparalleled got bored with playtime, fortunate news of God Slaying Road also happened to reach his ears, someone challenging? He wasn't concerned about that.

Not caring who, doesn't concern him.

He was concerned about the second piece of news, rumored Huodou Ancestor's tomb appeared.

Dark Unparalleled hurriedly gathered his underlings, along the way heard various news, the challenger turned out to be the Emperor Son?

"???"

Having walked several hundred miles, this news nearly scared Dark Unparalleled impotent, he prepared to return home, continue closed cultivation.

However, more news arrived.

Oh?

Turns out it wasn't the Divine Son challenging.

Dark Unparalleled smiled briefly, calmly asked: "Then who is it?"

That person replied: "Saint Heir."

"..."

Dark Unparalleled hesitated no longer, piloting the ship directly turned back, unexpectedly, the third day had another twist, challenger was neither the Divine Son nor the Saint Heir, but Luoyang Sect's Master.

**Damn!**

Turned out to be this bastard.

He had long disliked this guy; fought before, didn't win, lost face.

Thus the ship set out again to this place, with very simple thoughts, he might not be able to defeat Luoyang Sect's Master, but he could definitely pull this Master's hind leg, stopping him from successfully challenging.

If one is lucky enough, they might even seize his fortune; for example, the divine cultivation skill hidden in Huodou Ancestor's tomb.

That can really be a treasure!

Ahead, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the vegetation luxuriant, resembling a primordial world.

Dark Unparalleled chose to walk instead of riding his ship, considering the discord with the True Martial Dynasty's lineage.

Keep a low profile.

However...

When he arrived at Ink-Washing River, blended into the young army of the True Martial Dynasty to gather intel, he heard a voice from across the bank.

The little maid, who was quite sensitive, turned pale with fright, trembled and said, "Young Master, Young Master, it seems to be that little girl."

Dark Unparalleled was stunned. He glanced over and indeed saw An, Chen Pingping's offspring, entangled with a group of Saint Land disciples.

"These ants are truly noisy." A young man from the Dynasty sneered.

"Indeed noisy."

"If she were here, I would definitely slap her to death."

Upon hearing this, Dark Unparalleled came to his senses, instinctively looked towards the sound and saw a decently looking Divine Clan youth, impeccably dressed, standing at the Great Saint Eightfold Heavens.

Not bad.

He wiped cold sweat from his brow.

"Hey hey hey, don't stop me, what are you guys doing?" A group of outer disciples were all pulling on An, while she held a sword.

A bronze, antique and plain sword, revealing no discernible rank.

She was about to set it out to test if it could resist the power of a True God, but her fellow disciples were too kind-hearted, all stepping in to hinder her.

An was speechless.

"Don't be impulsive; there is True God's power here; reviving a divine weapon is useless."

"Yes! Yes! Calm down."

"Hey, what good is a broken sword? Not even reviving an Emperor Weapon might resist."

Mo Lai walked over, cupping his fists with a smile to everyone: "Apologies everyone, my sister is young and naive, I'll reprimand her immediately." He then whispered to An, "I saw someone familiar."

An's temperament was unstoppable unless Chen Pingping were here, so he opted to divert her attention.

As expected...

This statement made An pause and ask, "Who?"

"A young Divine Clan member, I saw him before at Heaven Martial." Mo Lai pointed to the opposite side, exactly where Dark Unparalleled was.

Indeed, he saw Dark Unparalleled twice at Heaven Martial.

The first time at Imprint Mountain, while he was stationed, Dark Unparalleled piloted his ship here, observed from afar, neither approaching nor engaging.

The second time was in the Divine Clan settlement, the battle was over, he once again saw Dark Unparalleled's ship.

Mo Lai's intention was clear, using a familiar enemy, mixed with some mysterious overtones, to fabricate an identity plotting against the Human Clan for Dark Unparalleled.

But he never expected An had witnessed Dark Unparalleled far more frequently than he, starting from the Netherworld...

Next moment, she leapt into Ink-Washing River, but she didn't fall; she walked straight towards the opposite bank, ignoring the number of Divine Clan there.

The Saint Land side quickly fell silent.

All Divine Clan people were stunned.

Only Dark Unparalleled trembled, cold sweat beading on his forehead, she came over, damnit, how could she just come over?

This is the True Martial Dynasty's territory, Ink-Washing River is the boundary, although the two places are not far apart, crossing boundaries means what?

You as a Human Clan, don't you understand?

Wait!

She's not a Northern Wing Human Clan member.

"Quick, quick stop her." Dark Unparalleled trembled; this was the most terrified he'd been since returning to the Heavens...

The young Divine Clan beside him glanced at him, saying, "Friend, you're being too exaggerated, just a little human girl, if she dared step ashore, I'd just crush her with one finger."

"Not exaggerating, not exaggerating, hurry and act!" Dark Unparalleled swallowed, turning to flee.

But the kind-hearted elder next to him pressed a hand on his shoulder, steadying him, comforting, "Don't panic, I'm here."

Dark Unparalleled gave him a look, panicked more, with him at Great Saint Eightfold Heavens, not one decent around.

Wait!

Don't press me with force.

He quickly flung off that hand, but by this time An was getting closer, smiling, gazing at him with clear eyes.

It's over.

Dark Unparalleled knew, there's no escape.

"Tsk tsk, little girl, you really dare come?" A young Divine Clan man by the shore grinned, rolled up his sleeves, ready.

"Let me, I want to slap her dead."

"Haha... a slap? Isn't that too quick? Boring, really boring, I say... let's take it slow."

"Yes, take it slow."

They were dressed splendidly, with extraordinary temperament, bearing uncommon identities in the Dynasty's younger generation.

At this moment, the rare chance to humiliate the Human Clan, they were naturally in no rush...

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