Chapter 95: Liuyun Sword Sect
Just as everyone was marveling at the Liuyun Sword Sect's Thousand Machine Tower Ship floating in the air, another group of eyes had quietly turned to the Tianjian Sect, focusing on the majestic and spectacular Sun-Chasing Flying Boat.
"The Thousand Machine Tower Ship of Liuyun Sword Sect and the Sun Chasing Flying Boat of Tianjian Sect are secret treasures that are truly priceless."
As the tiny figure in the distance slowly approached, the warriors expressed their heartfelt admiration and sighs.
However, in a moment, the black spot on the edge of the horizon seemed to be pulled suddenly by an invisible hand and expanded rapidly, accompanied by bursts of roars coming from deep in the space, which became more and more intense, like the continuous and endless thunder of the nine heavens.
Immediately afterwards, a majestic Thousand Machine Tower Ship came speeding from afar, rapidly enlarged in mid-air, and finally landed steadily amid exclamations.
On the ship, pavilions and towers are looming, people are moving around, their green robes are fluttering, and there is also the sound of celestial music, clear and pleasant, echoing in the air.
The disciples of Liuyun Sword Sect were all in high spirits, looking around the square with a barely perceptible hint of pride.
Shangguan Jiannan stood in the crowd with a slightly gloomy expression. He compared secretly in his heart that although his own sect's Sun-Chasing Flying Boat was extraordinary, it seemed to be somewhat inferior to this Thousand Machine Tower Ship.
For a moment, the eyes of all the disciples were burning with eagerness. The arrival of Liuyun Sword Sect was like dropping a huge rock into a calm lake, instantly causing ripples. Everyone's eyes were attracted by this sudden grand scene.
Just as everyone was still immersed in this shock, a deafening roar came from the sky again, like the collapse of the sky and the earth, even more violent than before.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a black shadow suddenly appear in the void. It was so powerful that it seemed to dim even the sunlight.
It was a huge and ancient spear, with a shadowy figure on the spear, his clothes fluttering in the wind. At the tip of the spear, a man was standing with his hands behind his back, looking very imposing.
The void trembled, like a dull thunder coming from deep within the earth. The air surged with it, and a heart-pounding breath spread as the air flow turbulently, making the whole scene even more thrilling.
An ancient and huge spear cut through the sky, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky, sweeping over with a violent aura.
The spear was several dozen feet long and forty to five feet wide, yet it miraculously held fifty or sixty warriors. They stood on it in an orderly manner without any sense of crowding.
This scene, like a visitor from outer space, shocked Shangguan Jiannan's soul.
"That must be... a disciple from the Temple of War God!" he muttered to himself, with an indescribable shock surging in his heart.
The disciples all around were talking one after another, all revealing their amazement and awe at this scene.
In the Temple of the God of War, flying in the air with a spear shows a domineering aura that makes people feel awe.
On the other hand, the disciples of Yu Jian Villa flew on swords, as graceful as fairies. Both had their merits, but both left an indelible impression on everyone.
With the arrival of various major sects one after another, the huge square became extremely lively.
Exclamations and praises intertwined together to form a magnificent piece of music.
The warriors' faces were filled with shock and awe. They knew very well that those gathered here were all elites and geniuses from various sects.
Shangguan Jiannan stood in front of the Tianjian Sect's Sun-Chasing Flying Boat, his eyes as sharp as torches, quickly scanning the surroundings.
In his mind, he secretly analyzed every sect force that arrived, and gained a clearer understanding of the structure of this world.
And those inner disciples of Tianjian Sect who were wearing purple robes also felt unprecedented pressure at this moment.
As they looked at the equally outstanding talents around them, the pride and complacency in their hearts instantly vanished.
In this square where geniuses gathered, each sect displayed its unique style and powerful strength.
The disciples were on guard against each other, with alert gleams in their eyes; while the elders of the sect were talking in low voices, seemingly plotting some important plan.
Shangguan Jiannan's breathing became rapid, and his eyes kept wandering over those young figures with powerful auras.
Shock, surprise, awe...all kinds of emotions intertwined in his heart.
He knows very well that in this world full of strong people, only by continuous efforts and self-transcendence can he gain a foothold on this stage.
Shangguan Jiannan felt that his strength was insignificant, like dust among the gathering of heroes.
The gap in strength is staggering.
The aura inadvertently revealed by the masters was enough to shock the entire audience. Even the elites of sects such as the Tianjian Sect were silent and avoided their sharp edge.
Everyone's eyes are focused on the four outstanding young people of the Apocalypse Dynasty, and they are regarded as role models.
"Ah, the pressure just emitted casually is so terrifying."
On the square, the atmosphere was surging, exclamations were heard one after another, and the disciples looked horrified.
With so many heroes arriving, friction is inevitable, and old grudges and new hatreds are about to break out.
As the sun sets in the west, everyone's eyes turn to the mountain wall. The large glowing characters on it gradually dim, and everyone's faces show joy. The elders speculate that the seal will weaken soon, and then it will be time to break the seal and enter the underworld. The disciples are very excited.
The Cang Er Mountain rises high into the clouds and is hidden in the hinterland of the Duan Yun Mountains. It is seldom visited by humans and only the strong dare to set foot there.
Monsters and beasts are rampant in this place. As night falls, everything is silent but the roars of beasts can be heard throughout the sky.
Even a strong man like Yin Wuqing did not dare to act rashly.
As night fell, disciples of the Tianjian Sect rested peacefully on the Sun-Chasing Flying Boat, attracting the envy of other sects.
Everyone lamented that their own sects did not have such treasures.