The Ancient Vast Realm

"Huh, almost there..."

In the room, Feng Xuan sat cross-legged in the martial arts arena, slowly exhaled a breath of white air, and the white air flew out like countless flying knives hitting the hard ground in the martial arts arena in an instant, making a harsh scraping sound, as if countless blades were cutting through the ground.

If the ground had not been specially blessed, I'm afraid that this would have made the ground in front of him become broken. Even an ordinary beast in front of him would probably be cut into pieces by thousands of knives, with blood and flesh dripping and even turning into a pool of rotten meat.

Around Feng Xuan, three swords of different colors appeared, which were the wooden sword, the earth sword and the fire sword, and on each sword there was a beast spirit phantom of about ten feet in size.

The violent ape representing the Fire Sword Domain looked around boredly, and from time to time wanted to pull the tail of the Jiaomu Jiao, but the latter, who was resting on his back, impatiently swept it away with his tail, and was too lazy to even look at it.

The mountain-swallowing beast representing the earth domain just squatted on the sword in a daze, its sturdy body motionless like a rock.

Next to the three, the swords representing the gold and water elements still have not yet taken a specific form, and they still change from time to time and cannot stabilize at all.

"Forget it, let's go out and take a look. This is not a solution all the time."

Feng Xuan shook his head, then stood up and tidied his clothes, and then walked towards the door.

This is the tenth day since he came to this void warship. During these ten days, Feng Xuan wanted to see if he could perfect the gold sword domain or the water sword domain, but it was still a little short.

However, Feng Xuan was not in a hurry. He did not spend the cost to stimulate the heavenly realm of the bronze space to try to break through. He had a hunch that the time was not far away. If the five elements sword domain could be completed, Feng Xuan could not imagine how much it would increase his strength.

As the door quietly opened, Feng Xuan just stepped out of the door, but he couldn't help but slowly stopped, squinting his eyes to look at the golden challenge letter on the door.

"Hey, look, the one in room nine is out!"

Someone noticed Feng Xuan who had just appeared, and couldn't help but exclaimed, and hurriedly said to his companions beside him.

"Why does this person look so unfamiliar? Does anyone know him? Why don't I remember such a temple master in the Holy Land?"

Someone looked at Feng Xuan's green gown, and at this time he had taken off his mask and cloak, and his face looked very young, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"This... I really don't know"

Beside him, a companion looked at Feng Xuan carefully and found that he was different from any temple master he knew.

However, everyone was not too surprised. After all, these temple masters were not easy for ordinary people to contact. There were hundreds of temple masters in the entire Holy Land, and it was normal for a few people not to know them.

Of course, not everyone present didn't recognize Feng Xuan.

"Nine... Ninth Prince!"

Someone was stunned when they saw Feng Xuan's appearance, and then exclaimed.

This is a warrior from the Ksitigarbha Hall. Even if others don't know him, the Ksitigarbha Hall's own people are not familiar with Feng Xuan, but there is always a way to know Feng Xuan's appearance and information. After all, if even their own prince doesn't know him, it's inevitable that it's too ridiculous.

It's just because of this that these people never thought that the Ninth Prince of their own War Hall, who has only been in the Holy Land for three years, would appear here at this moment, on this warship sent to the border war city!

Several warriors from the Ksitigarbha Hall no longer had the slightest intention of watching the show, and quickly flew out of the crowd and flew towards Feng Xuan.

"Hello, Ninth Prince!"

A total of three people came to Feng Xuan and bowed to Feng Xuan.

Looking at the three people who suddenly appeared, Feng Xuan first raised his eyebrows, and then said in a daze:

"People from the Ksitigarbha Hall?"

"Reporting to His Highness the Ninth Prince, I am the seventh disciple of Elder Tu Wen, Qi Xing, this is Jiemu, Brother Jie, Qiao Wu, Brother Qiao, all of them are from our Ksitigarbha Realm."

The eagle-browed young man at the head stood up and introduced to Feng Xuan. Obviously, he was the leader among the three, not only because of his status, but also because Feng Xuan could see from his strength that this person's aura was the most powerful.

Feng Xuan nodded, remembering the three people. People from the War Hall should naturally be more united when they are outside.

"His Highness the Ninth Prince, does the Hall Master know that you are here?"

Qi Xing looked at Feng Xuan with a nervous expression, fearing that Feng Xuan had sneaked here by himself. If that happened, he would definitely report to the elders in the city when he arrived at the War City and take Feng Xuan away by force. Not only him, but also the two people behind him had the same expression.

There were only four temple masters left in the Ksitigarbha Temple, and this was the youngest one. In their opinion, this little temple master had sneaked out by himself. If something unexpected happened, even the few people who did not report it on the warship would be implicated.

Looking at the expressions of Qi Xing and others, Feng Xuan felt helpless. He could roughly guess what they were thinking.

"Don't worry, I came here on the orders of the Holy Land, and my senior brothers and others also know it."

Feng Xuan waved his hand, indicating that he was going out normally, and asked them not to be nervous.

Hearing Feng Xuan's words, Qi Xing and the other two breathed a sigh of relief, but the suspicion in their eyes was obviously not completely gone, and it was obvious that they did not particularly believe this statement.

"By the way, do you know what's going on?"

Feng Xuan suddenly pointed to the golden challenge letter on his door and asked in confusion.

Looking at the challenge letter, Qi Xing narrowed his eyes and then asked Feng Xuan directly: "It's just a reckless challenge from the Dixiong Palace. Your Highness doesn't need to pay attention to it. If he wants to fight, I will play with him."

However, after hearing Qi Xing's words, Feng Xuan shook his head slightly. He was not a fool and could naturally see the problem. It was clear that Qi Xing was worried that his strength was not enough and wanted to take the initiative to take the trouble for him.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Feng Xuan said lightly, without any intention of avoiding the battle. With his current strength, there was no need to shrink back.

Seeing Feng Xuan's firm look, Qi Xing stammered but didn't know how to explain. In the end, he had to explain the situation here to Feng Xuan truthfully.

"Oh? In other words, this person named Mi Yao is a warrior of the ninth-floor room?"

Feng Xuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at the Juque warship, there would be such a strong challenge, wanting to fight for his room.

However, Feng Xuan understood that the so-called fight for the room was fake. After all, even if the heaven and earth energy in his room was rich and the various facilities were obviously different from other rooms, it was definitely not so precious. I'm afraid that the other party was more just trying to fight with him.