"There are still three days until Xuantian's Sainthood Ceremony. Can we make it in time?"
The two of them walked out of the courtyard, both looking at the distant sky. Mo Wangchen was the first to speak.
"I, Yunxi, have a teleportation circle that leads to all parts of the Eastern Wasteland. Three days is enough." Saint Yunxi nodded.
Mo Wangchen asked, "Just the two of us?"
"The other disciples should have already set off in advance, so let's leave without further delay. Otherwise, if we are late, we may not be able to make it to the ceremony."
Soon, the two of them left Linglan Peak and walked all the way towards the main peak. At the foot of the mountain, an ancient formation appeared.
Xuantian's establishment of a holy land will become the fifth holy land in the Eastern Wasteland from ancient times. This incident has already shocked the four major wilderness areas in the world.
The attendees of this grand ceremony are not just cultivators from all over the Eastern Wilderness. There must also be many masters and heroes from the three major wilderness areas of the West, South and North.
Tiange City!
Sitting in the Eastern Wasteland and Northern Territory, it is one of the few large cities.
A hundred miles outside the city, the mountains are rolling and magnificent, and among the mountains, there is a sect, the Xuantian Sect!
Because the ceremony of establishing a saint has not yet started and the gate of Xuantian Sect has not been opened, the guests from all over the world just gathered in Tiange City, which is closest to Xuantian Sect.
The already bustling and noisy ancient city now seems to be even more crowded, almost overcrowded.
Here, not only are there cultivators from all regions of the Eastern Wilderness, but also many masters from the three major wastelands of the West, South and North. The pride of the younger generation gathers together, and the heroes gather together. It can be said that the Eastern Wilderness has been the most prosperous place in the past ten thousand years.
, the largest event.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
The bright sun gradually slipped to the west, and the glow filled half of the sky. In Tiange City, red lanterns were hung on the streets, and people came and went, making it very lively.
Tiange City at night seems much more prosperous and noisy than during the day.
And somewhere in the ancient city, in a huge square, there is a huge formation.
During this period of time, there have been people arriving on the formation almost every moment. These people are cultivators who have been transported from various places through the teleportation formation.
"It's really lively. Donghuang hasn't had such a grand event in I don't know how many years."
"The establishment of a saint by Xuantian is no small matter. The establishment of a holy land will definitely change the pattern of the world. However, I am very curious. Although Xuantian Sect is a major sect in the northern region, when it comes to establishing a saint, their strength seems to be lagging behind.
Bar?"
"In the past, when the relationship between the human and ancient clans was at its most tense, Patriarch Xuantian killed a powerful monster of the demon clan with the power of his sword, which shocked the entire Eastern Wasteland. From then on, he founded the Xuantian Sect. Although this matter has passed thousands of years ago,
It has been around for a long time, but when I think about it now, I still have to admire it.”
"I heard that the sword that killed the powerful demon clan is still well preserved in the Xuantian Sect. It is kept by the successive sect leaders and nourished by the divine sea. It is probably much more powerful now than it was back then."
There were many figures gathered around the formation, all in groups, talking about everything.
Between them, the sky above the formation would shake from time to time, indicating that someone had arrived in the city, attracting the attention of many people present.
During this period of time, whenever a big figure appears, it will become the focus of discussion among these people.
"Someone is here again. Looking at the fluctuations, there are probably quite a few people arriving this time. They should be disciples of a certain big force."
Above the array, the amplitude of the space fluctuations was much more violent in comparison, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they all turned their gazes.
Soon, when the amplitude of the spatial fluctuations gradually weakened, a dark figure emerged.
"They are from the Southern Wasteland Qiantian Holy Land!"
"They are all young faces. It seems that all the people present are ordinary disciples, and there are no elders accompanying them."
"The young man at the front of the crowd seems to be Holy Son Qiantian?" someone was surprised.
A cultivator from Southern Wilderness nodded, "It is indeed him. In recent years, Southern Wilderness has been peaceful. Top prodigies in the world such as Holy Son Qiantian have rarely shown their faces. I didn't expect that he would actually attend this ceremony in person. Coming."
"The aura is so strong, it is no less than that of all the saints of the Eastern Wilderness. I wonder what level this saint of Qiantian has reached now?"
The crowd was talking a lot, and a Holy Son from Southern Wilderness appeared, attracting everyone's attention.
Everyone knows that in the four wild areas of the world, there is very little contact between the various forces, especially the proud sons of the younger generation, who have almost never met each other.
But now, in Tiange City, the arrogant people from the four realms appear one after another, and several geniuses at the level of saints have come. It is conceivable that once these arrogant people meet together, some wonderful things will happen.
Amid everyone's discussion, this group of Qiantian Holy Land disciples from Southern Wilderness did not stop. As soon as they arrived in the city, they quickly moved towards somewhere and disappeared from everyone's sight.
After Qiantian Holy Land, many geniuses and masters worthy of attention appeared one after another.
"What a rare event. Almost all the famous people from the four wilderness areas showed up. The masters of the older generation did not show much face. The geniuses of the younger generation have created a lot of sparks during this period. I heard that two days ago , and two people fought and almost died together."
"I heard that there was a fight between geniuses from the west and the north. They couldn't stand each other, and they were young and energetic. It's not surprising."
"Before Xuantian Sect established a saint, Holy Ziji had the final say in the Southern Territory. I heard that Holy Son Ziji had also arrived early. In order to prevent the relationship between the proud men of the various wilderness areas from becoming too tense, Holy Son Ziji specially came to the city tonight. There is a banquet held somewhere, and the proud people from the four regions are invited to gather together."
"It's in the Juxian Manor in the south of the city, right? With the Holy Son of Purple Ji in town, there won't be much trouble. The real show will have to be seen at the Holy Ceremony tomorrow."
While everyone was talking, the space above the formation trembled slightly again. Compared with the arrival of the troops from Qiantian Holy Land, the amplitude of this vibration was obviously much weaker. This would only happen when one or two people arrived.
Sure enough, everyone turned their eyes and when the feeling of space vibration dissipated, two figures slowly emerged.
These are two young faces, a man and a woman.
The moment they appeared above the formation, many people present could not help but look surprised.
"It's Luo Qing, the Saint of Yunxi!"
"Another top king from the young generation of the Eastern Barren has arrived. Another person...isn't that Mo Wangchen?"
"It's really him, Mo Wangchen, how could he appear with Saint Yun Xi?"
The crowd was surprised and recognized Mo Wangchen and Luo Qing who had arrived. In terms of reputation in Donghuang today, Mo Wangchen was no worse than those saint sons.
"Mo Wangchen? Is he the rising star who has recently emerged in the Eastern Wasteland? The one who defeated the leader of the Seven Swords of Tianwu?" There were also many cultivators from the three wilderness areas of the west, south and north present, and they all narrowed their eyes at this moment.
He looked curiously at Mo Wangchen who was following Saint Yunxi in mid-air.