I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

The sound was as loud as thunder, deafening people's ears.

Some weak and sick people felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

Yan Xiu put his hands behind his back and stepped out of the cliff in the air.

The next moment he came in front of the headmaster of Xianyue Holy Land, and the two stood face to face more than ten feet apart.

After seeing Yan Xiu's appearance clearly, the master of Xianyue Holy Land's eyes, which had been calm before, finally showed a slight fluctuation.

After all, such a young person reaching the peak of Tiangang realm would be surprising in any dynasty under the sun.

But the slightly surprised look disappeared in a flash, and he returned to indifference again.

"It seems that the rumors circulating in the martial arts world are not all false. At least your appearance is stunning."

"My name is Hong Qingtian, and I am the seventeenth generation headmaster of the Xianyue Holy Land. I came to the capital today to discuss an important matter with you. I wonder if you would do me the honor of talking to me?"

Hong Qingtian said with drooping eyelids.

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiu looked him up and down and said, "Your Excellency has come here with such an overbearing demeanor. It doesn't look like you are here to discuss business."

The headmaster of the Xianyue Holy Land was holding up the full moon from afar, very unobtrusive. Just by looking at his posture, one could tell that he was definitely an uninvited guest.

As for the important matters he mentioned, Yan Xiu had no interest in listening, although he could guess some of them.

Now, the Great Yuan Ding is about to gather all the luck, and it will only take a few hours to enter the Dynasty of Luck.

Who would believe that Hong Qingtian appeared at this critical moment if it wasn't a ghost?

So Yan Xiu directly rejected him in a stern manner.

Hong Qingtian was not angry, but moved his lips slightly, condensing the sound into a line and transmitting it into Yan Xiu's ears.

The art of transmitting sound.

This is a very popular secret technique in the martial arts world. It uses true energy to condense sound into a line and transmit it to the ears of others.

However, warriors with low levels of cultivation are often unable to use their true Qi to perfection. If they use it in front of warriors with higher levels of cultivation than themselves, their actions will surely be overheard.

"My friend, the matter of the destiny dynasty is of vital importance. Now that the destiny of the Yuan Dynasty has been established, it is only a matter of time before we enter the dynasty. Why don't you and I join forces to rule the world together?

Of course, I won't let you suffer any loss. Many dynasties surrounding the Yuan Dynasty are controlled by the Xianyue Holy Land. As long as you agree to this, within three months, the territory of the Yuan Dynasty will expand to an unprecedented size.

As long as you agree, everything in the Moon-carrying Holy Land will be open to you. As long as you want, you can take anything in the Holy Land at will, whether it is a secret manual or a rare treasure. I have no objection. What do you think?"

Hong Qingtian's words moved people.

But Yan Xiu was curious, why did the head of the Xianyue Holy Land tell him this as the first thing he did when he came to the capital of the Great Yuan Dynasty?

There was even a hint of peace talks in his words.

He originally thought that Hong Qingtian would start a massacre without any explanation in order to show the world the invincibility of the Xianyue Holy Land and, by the way, change the ownership of the Yuan Dynasty.

Yan Xiu guessed that perhaps the strength he displayed was too shocking.

After all, the news that he single-handedly destroyed the million-strong coalition army of seven dynasties was enough to move all the famous sects and thousand-year-old holy places in the world.

In fact, it is very similar to Yan Xiu's conjecture.

After Hong Qingtian learned about the natural disaster that occurred on the battlefield that year, he became even more wary of Dao Zun.

After all, this matter is too bizarre. If it is not man-made, there is no reason to explain it.

He immediately decided that the best outcome would be if he could make peace with the Great Yuan Daoist Master and share the destiny of the dynasty.

If he refuses, the child will not be able to stay in this world.

Although they have never fought each other, Hong Qingtian firmly believes that his chances of winning are higher.

Although he was at the peak of the Tiangang Realm, he had already vaguely touched the threshold of a higher realm.

In addition, with the guardian beasts patrolling nearby, he dared to confront even the Lord of Lingxu Palace of Dongyun Dynasty head-on.

After listening to Hong Qingtian's words, Yan Xiu smiled and said, "Your Excellency has come all the way here, is it just to say this?"

He shook his head, looking slightly disappointed.

"I thought you would show the world the unstoppable power of the thousand-year-old Holy Land of the Moon, but I didn't expect you to come here to negotiate peace."

After saying this, he clicked his tongue a few times, his words and expression full of disappointment.

Upon hearing this, Hong Qingtian's eyes suddenly turned cold and a violent aura burst out from his body.

I have already given this Great Yuan Daoist Master enough room to step down, but I didn't expect this kid to be so ungrateful!

As for why he proposed to share the Qiyun Dynasty with Yan Xiu, it was only to preserve his strength.

Although he was confident of victory, if he really fought with Yan Xiu, both of them would suffer losses.

By then, the Qiyun Dynasty itself may not even have warmed up to the throne, and other forces that are eyeing it covetously will definitely take this opportunity to intervene.

If that situation really happened, Hong Qingtian would not be afraid.

At worst, I can pay some more price and let the world truly see the heritage of the Holy Land of the Moon.

"It seems that Dao Zun is unwilling to shake hands and make peace."

Yan Xiu did not say anything, and expressed his attitude through silence.

Hong Qingtian sighed upon seeing this, and the aura emanating from his body grew stronger and stronger, almost suffocating people.

"In that case, then I'll just have to ask you to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Qingtian suddenly struck out with his palm.

An invisible and violent true energy attacked Yan Xiu with lightning speed. Suddenly, the palm wind was so raging that even the air was torn apart, causing a scream.

Yan Xiu remained calm and gently turned sideways.

After a few breaths, loud rumbling noises suddenly came from behind Yan Xiu.

The people watching the fight looked over at the movement.

A tall building in the imperial city a few hundred feet away suddenly exploded, and the entire building was instantly shattered, with wood chips flying everywhere.

The remaining strength of Hong Qingtian's true energy did not decrease, and it penetrated several pavilions and towers in succession.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumble of buildings collapsing in the imperial city, raising a cloud of dust that was dazzling to the eyes.

Fortunately, today is the Fortune Ceremony, and all the important ministers in the dynasty have gathered here, so no one suffered casualties.

"What a powerful Qi!"

"He destroyed several tall buildings with just a casual palm strike. What realm is this person at?"

"No matter what realm he is in, it's still a one-shot deal in front of the Dao Master, right?"

The warriors and common people in the capital were talking about this.

Some of the warriors had solemn expressions and fear in their eyes.

A casual blow has such power. If the headmaster of the Xianyue Holy Land attacks with all his strength, the entire capital city will be reduced to ruins.

Yan Xiu did not look back. With his spiritual sense, he could clearly know the changes behind him.

He frowned and looked at Hong Qingtian with calm eyes as he pointed out.