Above the vast forest sea, three figures were like streams of light, flying through the air. Wherever they passed, the fierce wind caused ripples in the forest sea below.

It has been more than an hour since we left that forest sea, but this forest sea still seems to have no end.

I don't know how long it took, but when the sky was a little bright, the outline of a city slowly appeared at the end of Qin Yichen's sight.

"That's Linluo City. There, there is a teleportation array leading to the dynasty's grand event."

Liu Yun, who was on the right, also spoke at this time. After a night of escaping, not only was his breath not sluggish, but he had recovered a lot.

Obviously, he has a lot of skills, and with the help of the elixir, his recovery is very fast.

"Um."

Qin Yichen nodded. His most important purpose now was to attend the imperial gathering.

Something went wrong along the way. If we missed the time for the imperial meeting, our trip would have been in vain.

"Don't worry, there is also a branch of our Hongguang Pavilion in Linluo City. No one will be stupid enough to chase me there." Liu Yun smiled proudly, with a hint of pride appearing on his face.

At the same time, a chill flashed across Liu Yun's eyes, and he murmured in his heart: "It's true that the tiger doesn't show off its power, so it thinks I'm a sick cat, Liu Mu... hum, I will slowly kill you."

Qin Yichen also noticed the violent aura flashing across Liu Yun's body, but he did not say anything more. Those were other people's grievances, and he had already intervened uncomfortably. If there was another conflict with Liu Yun, Once the intersection attracts the attention of that mysterious organization, there will be trouble.

"that……"

While Qin Yichen was thinking, Liu Yun on one side looked like he was hesitating to speak.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say."

Qin Yichen frowned and said.

"Are you really going to attend the dynasty event?" Liu Yun paused and couldn't help but ask.

Qin Yichen glanced at him and did not answer.

Perhaps, in Liu Yun's view, attending the dynasty's grand gathering was undoubtedly going to die, right?

After all, in this world, there is a huge difference between the peak of King Wu and the leaders of the younger generation!

Even Liu Yun, who is in the middle stage of the Imperial Realm, is not considered top-notch, and his strength does not come from his own hard work. If it were not for the silver-winged thunder beast martial spirit, he would not even be the youngest in this world. In this generation, I can’t make it into the top ten!

"Qingyao, listen to my advice, don't go to the imperial meeting, return as soon as possible, or follow me back to Hongguang Pavilion..."

Seeing Qin Yichen's appearance, Liu Yun couldn't help but shook his head, and turned to Long Qingyao with an unusually solemn expression to persuade him.

"Thank you for your kindness."

However, what was beyond his expectation was that Long Qingyao didn't seem to be interested at all in Hongguang Pavilion, which countless people wanted to enter, and his pretty face was full of stubbornness.

"well……"

Seeing this, Liu Yun couldn't help but shook his head.

Regarding the beliefs in the hearts of the two people, he also guessed that they were the hopes of one force...

"Do you know how cruel the dynasty event is? In every dynasty event, the mortality rate reaches more than 50%! In one dynasty event, only one person stood out, and the rest of the countless geniuses all Fall, no one will be spared!"

Having said this, a strong look of fear appeared in Liu Yun's eyes, and his voice also trembled slightly.

"one person?"

When he heard this sentence, Qin Yichen couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Every dynasty grand gathering has at least thousands or even tens of thousands of people participating, and the mortality rate is over 50%, which is indeed so high that it makes one's heart palpitate.

However, there is still a situation where the entire army is wiped out and only one person remains?

There are thousands of leaders of the younger generation, but only one person remains! Just imagining it makes people feel chilled to the bone...

"Who is that person?"

Qin Yichen took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and asked slowly.

"Saint Son of Light, Chen Feng!"

There was a look of confusion in Liu Yun's eyes, and he murmured a few words that made countless people fear him.

"The Holy Son of Light?"

When he heard these four words, Qin Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly.

The name of the Holy Son of Light, Chen Feng, seems to be familiar to him in his memory...

"So listen to my advice. For the sake of saving me, I can also arrange for you to enter Hongguang Pavilion." Liu Yun sighed lightly and said.

In response, Qin Yichen smiled indifferently and did not answer.

Being able to enter Hongguang Pavilion may be the dream of many disciples of the imperial power, but...

While several people were talking, their figures had already swept out of the range of Lin Hai, and an extremely large city appeared in front of them.

As they fell, many eyes came to Linluo City Gate. When they saw Liu Yun, their eyes were full of astonishment, and some whispers spread quietly.

"Hey, isn't that the Young Pavilion Master Liu Yun of Hongguang Pavilion?!"

"It's not that he has..."

"Hiss...look at him, he looks injured?"

"Is there a conflict within Hongguang Pavilion? Otherwise, how could such news come out?"

As the three of them approached, the whispers slowly became quiet.

"Let's go."

Hearing these voices, Liu Yun frowned, and then said to Qin Yichen and the others: Then he walked quickly towards the city.

Qin Yichen and Qin Yichen looked at each other when they saw this, and finally followed him.

Following the main street, Liu Yun's figure finally stopped in front of an extremely majestic-looking attic.

"Young Master!"

"Young Pavilion Master!"

As soon as Liu Yun stopped, many disciples wearing Hongguang Pavilion costumes came from the attic.

It can be seen that although Liu Yun is coveted by others, his status in Hongguang Pavilion is still unquestionable!

"Young Pavilion Master, is it really you?!"

As an anxious voice sounded, a middle-aged man with hairy hair quickly stepped out of it.

Liu Yun first nodded towards the many disciples, then looked at the middle-aged man walking over, and said softly: "Uncle Luo."

The middle-aged man nodded and ignored Qin Yichen and the two people behind Liu Yun. He kept looking at Liu Yun, fearing that the latter was damaged.

In the end, he found that Liu Yun's breath was just a little empty due to consumption, and there was no serious problem. Moreover, he found that there seemed to be a subtle change in the latter's temperament, but he couldn't tell the details.
Chapter completed!