The Ancient Vast Realm

Feng Xuan didn't believe that Tieshan, who was born in a small world, could have such an understanding, and hurriedly asked.

Seeing Feng Xuan's expression, Tieshan was a little puzzled, but he immediately replied:

"Reporting to Your Highness, this is what I heard the Eighth Prince mentioned unintentionally. If I remember correctly, it should be from the words of the Holy Witch Priest."

"Holy Witch Priest...Holy Witch Priest, no wonder it's like this."

Feng Xuan murmured the three words "Holy Witch Priest" in his mouth, and suddenly he had an urge to meet the other party.

In his opinion, since the Holy Witch Priest who could say such words must also have a deep understanding of the way of disasters, if he could meet him, it would probably be of great benefit to him.

But Feng Xuan was just thinking about it in his heart. As one of the three most mysterious witch priests in the Great Wilderness Holy Land, his status was only below that of the Great Wilderness Holy Lord.

Not to mention him, even if the general deputy hall master wanted to meet the other party, he couldn't meet him whenever he wanted. Unless the other party summoned him, he was just a hall master of the war hall, and he didn't even have the qualifications to meet the other party.

However, although there was no chance at this time, Feng Xuan had already remembered this matter in his heart.

The second day

In the Ksitigarbha Realm, on a special teleportation altar, the purple light curtain was like a huge magic mirror, and there were scattered warriors in and out of it from time to time.

A young man wearing a gray cloak and a stern face silently waited for the person in front to enter the purple light curtain, and this was Feng Xuan.

Looking at the huge purple light curtain on the altar, as the person in front disappeared into it, Feng Xuan's wide sleeves had already turned upside down his identity token.

He finally looked back at the Ksitigarbha Realm behind him, and slowly pulled up the hood behind him until his entire head was hidden in the hazy shadow.

"It's time to go. I hope I can come back one day..."

With a barely audible whisper, Feng Xuan no longer hesitated, strode forward, and his figure slowly disappeared into the light curtain.

Great Wasteland Holy City

As a giant city guarded in the center of the Four Wasteland City, the Great Wasteland Holy City has never been as prosperous as the Four Wasteland City, but in a sense, the Great Wasteland Holy City is the giant city that makes all creatures who know it feel awe and fear!

Because this is a city born specifically for war mobilization, everything here is almost only related to various wars.

Whether it is the land war on the Great Wasteland, the race war, or the domain war in the endless void, troops will be sent from here. Every warship that flies out from here and the war beast that walks out are all wrapped up with the unstoppable killing intention.

When Feng Xuan stepped out of the teleportation formation, a kind of energy that made his hair stand on end came towards him, as if some kind of fighting spirit was awakened in his body, and then he heard a huge roar and roar.

Feng Xuan looked up and found that he was actually in a palace on the top of a huge mountain. Here, Feng Xuan looked at the vast and boundless land in the distance, and huge wild beasts were walking on the land, like moving fortresses.

Not far from him, a terrifying bull with a body of more than a thousand feet tall walked slowly. The huge horns were like two obsidian peaks inserted diagonally on both sides of the other's head. The faint light on the horns flowed, and even the space was faintly cracked where it passed.

And this is not the most critical thing. On the broad back of this bull, there is actually a majestic and solemn palace. I don’t know who’s bedroom it is.

The roars that Feng Xuan heard before also came from the giant beasts walking on the earth.

Not only on the earth, but also on the sky, there are also extraordinary things. One after another, the void warships that are hard to see in the outside world are scattered all over the sky. For a moment, it is difficult to count them.

Especially in front of the mountain where he is, a black warship that covers the sky and the sun, like a suspended land, is across the sky, and the terrifying pressure is sweeping all around.

On the side of the warship, two huge characters are engraved with the ancient witch pattern-Juque

"Is this the Haoyue-class void warship? The powerful holy weapon that is said to be able to easily suppress the strong men of the Rongxu level is indeed not comparable to ordinary void warships!"

Looking at the huge warship named Juque in front of him, Feng Xuan couldn't help but shrink his pupils suddenly.

The void warships of the holy land are divided into three levels, stars, bright moon, and corona.

Among them, the star-class void warships are mostly low-grade holy weapon-level warships, such as the warships of various caravans traveling in the wilderness are of this level.

Of course, even if they are both star-class void warships, there are subtle differences. For example, the void warships that receive talents from all over the world in the reception hall are naturally much more powerful than the void warships of ordinary caravans.

The Haoyue-class void warships are not only more than ten times larger than the star-class in size, but also reach the level of upper-grade holy weapons. It is even said that there are even Haoyue warships of the best holy weapon level, which can easily kill powerful strongmen of the Rongxu level, which is extremely terrifying.

However, warships of this level are naturally extremely difficult to refine. Generally speaking, as holy weapons, the value of a warship is often more than three to five times the value of ordinary holy weapons, and it is not something that ordinary people can own privately.

As for the last corona-class void warship, even Feng Xuanqi knows very little. He only knows that in front of such warships, even if there is a complete void world in front, it can also be easily turned into ashes by it, just like the sun and stars above the sky.

On the giant warship, a bronze ladder extends from there to the edge of the mountain where Feng Xuan is. Some warriors with different clothes and powerful auras are walking out of the palace towards the ladder. Obviously, they are all like Feng Xuan. Xuan and other warriors from various palaces who are about to go to the war city.

Feng Xuan took a deep breath, stepped out, and walked straight towards the ladder.

When they came to the ladder to heaven, there were guards wearing armor at the entrance of the ladder, one by one checking the identity tokens of the warriors who boarded the warship.

When it was Feng Xuan's turn to hand over his identity token, the guard who checked Feng Xuan looked surprised. He looked up at Feng Xuan, who had a steely face, and his tone became somewhat respectful and said:

"Sir, please come this way!"

The guard stretched out one hand, obviously to guide Feng Xuan, and the eyes of everyone else who saw this scene flashed with light.

"It seems that he is another high-ranking figure!"

Some people knew that the people who could board the warship at this time must be those heading to the war city. Regardless of whether Feng Xuan relied on his own strength or identity, he could make the guards on the ship have such an attitude. It will be simple.

“It’s time to work”

Feng Xuan glanced around and saw the awe and envy in some people's eyes. He already knew in his heart that there might be more than one person like him.