The Ancient Vast Realm

After listening to Shu Huaichen's words, Feng Xuan already understood what he meant.

To put it simply, the Holy Land had already made arrangements for these halls. After all, each hall was considered the successor of a hall master, and naturally could not be treated casually like an ordinary warrior.

"Well, you don't have to care too much. In fact, it's not just you halls. Even those great descendants or deputy hall master disciples, the outstanding ones among them also lead a team like you halls.

Like Nie Guan, whom you saw just now, he is the direct disciple of a certain great elder of the Holy Land. Although he is only at the initial stage of Rongxu, he is now a military governor. His strength is even top-notch among all the governors, and he has indeed proved himself with his own ability.

As the ninth hall of my Ksitigarbha Hall, although I don't want to put too much pressure on you, many people are watching you in secret"

Shu Huaichen gently patted Feng Xuan's shoulder and said lightly.

But this sentence made Feng Xuan's pupils shrink slightly, and he instantly understood what Shu Huaichen meant.

Although no one in the Ksitigarbha Realm had ever put any pressure on him, Feng Xuan knew that as a master of the Ksitigarbha Hall, he could not really practice in obscurity and enjoy all kinds of conveniences for free.

Feng Xuan didn't know why, but suddenly thought of the eldest brother who had always been guarding the void and commanding the realm-guarding army to suppress the void world, whom he had never met.

The fourth brother, who was the captain of the demon hunting team and hunted the alien demons in various realms, and went to an unknown war city some time ago.

There was also the eighth brother who seemed to be a salted fish without any specific constraints, but was actually a lecturer in the advanced school of the Wudao Academy.

"I understand, Marshal"

Feng Xuan's eyes were a little complicated, but he nodded very calmly, indicating that he knew what to do.

"Well, you can stay in the military camp next to you. The members of your special team are not necessarily from the same palace, but are assigned by the Holy Land, so as to maximize your chances of survival while completing the mission."

Seeing that Feng Xuan understood what he meant, Shu Huaichen stopped talking. If he hadn't been entrusted by someone, he wouldn't have said so much to Feng Xuan, a junior.

In the following time, Feng Xuan stayed in a military camp next to the Cang Yao Palace. During this period, no one else came to disturb Feng Xuan, and he never saw Qi Xing and the other two again.

However, Feng Xuan didn't feel strange. Unlike him, he later learned that on the day he arrived at the Holy Land, almost everyone had dispersed to various places and performed their duties.

Feng Xuan could only helplessly continue to stay in this military camp, waiting for his own orders to come down. After all, his identity has not been completely confirmed yet, and he can't move freely at will.

Although Feng Xuan is a son of the palace, he also knows that everything in this war city must be based on military orders.

On this day, Feng Xuan was holding an ancient book in his hand, leaning against a bloodthorn tree and watching quietly at the edge of the empty training ground. An armored soldier hurriedly came from outside the training ground. When he saw Feng Xuan, his steps were obviously three times faster.

"Sir, Governor Nie Guan invites you!"

The armored soldier came not far from Feng Xuan, clasped his fists slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Finally here..."

Feng Xuan put away the book calmly, and then jumped down from the tree roots to the armored soldier.

"Thank you, lead the way!"

As the two passed through layers of military camps, they came to a camp where military formations were being practiced. The aura of soldiers was extremely strong here. Above the soldiers gathered, a huge golden-winged roc was gathering in the sky. Each of its feathers looked extremely delicate, and the pressure it exuded seemed to be no less than that of a real golden-winged roc.

As the people below formed a formation and waved their weapons, the golden-winged roc in the sky seemed to come alive and looked around sharply. A pair of sharp claws radiated golden light, as if it was about to strike the sky and shatter the sky.

"Joint attack formation"

Feng Xuan narrowed his eyes and understood that this was the army training the battle formation.

The reason why the human army is strong is not only because of the human race itself, but also because the human race is good at using various battle formations, such as this golden-winged roc formation, which gathers the spirit of the soldiers below and twists the power into one. Although it seems to be just a phantom, it can completely turn the virtual into the real under the play of the military formation, even fighting the real golden-winged roc head-on is no problem.

In front of the military formation, a man wearing white black-patterned armor was quietly looking at the battle formation in front of him with his hands behind his back. From time to time, he would correct the breath fluctuations of the soldiers below and point out their shortcomings.

"Commander-in-chief, Mr. Feng Xuan has been brought here"

The armored soldier took two steps forward and whispered to Nie Guan.

Hearing the words of the soldier, Nie Guan looked back at Feng Xuan, then raised his hand gently and nodded to indicate that he understood.

The soldier retreated directly after seeing this.

"Your Highness, Nie Guan is polite."

Nie Guan walked slowly towards Feng Xuan, with a faint smile on his face, neither close nor distant.

However, considering the other party's identity, as a disciple of the Supreme Elder, and himself being a powerful and strong person of the Rongxu level, it is obviously very good to have such an attitude.

"Hello, Governor. You can call me Feng Xuan," Feng Xuan bowed to Nie Guan with a little respect.

Feng Xuan knew very well that facing such a strong man, and in the war city, the role that his so-called status of a prince could play was already negligible.

"Your Majesty Ninth Highness, you're welcome. News has been sent from Tianyao City. Several of His Highness's teammates have arrived. Now let me take His Highness there!"

Nie Guan looked at Feng Xuan at this time. Although his martial arts cultivation level was not high, his aura was extremely young. The green robe showed a somewhat noble temperament, which made him feel a flash of joy. eccentric.

"It's really weird. We are both from the Ksitigarbha Hall, so why is that guy so different from the others? It's really weird."

"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief"

Feng Xuan naturally didn't know what Nie Guan was thinking, so he nodded in thanks after hearing this.

As the two people's bodies twisted, the traces of the two people on the sidelines of the martial arts performance field were lost, but the rest of the people who saw this scene were not surprised and had long been used to it.

This is a huge and dark palace, extremely empty.

Suddenly, the space was distorted, and the figures of Feng Xuan and Feng Xuan appeared in the palace, under the two thick dragon pillars.

"Captain, where is this?"

Feng Xuan looked at the extremely empty hall. Apart from the huge dragon pillar, there was not even a single person in sight, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"It's just a small secret realm in Tianyao City. Your Highness should know the rules, right? Although the arrangement for you in the Holy Land is to be the captain of a special team, whether you can truly sit in this position and convince your team members is It’s up to you, Your Highness Ninth Prince.”

Nie Guan looked around casually, and then said to Feng Xuan.

"Is it a test? I understand."

After hearing Nie Guan's words, Feng Xuan seemed to have remembered something and nodded.

"Your Highness, I'm looking forward to your performance."

Nie Guan smiled slightly, and before Feng Xuan could react, his figure had disappeared without a trace.

Shortly after Nie Guan disappeared, Feng Xuan suddenly felt that the palace seemed to be a little different, and a sense of danger slowly rose from his heart.

"Ta-ta-ta-"

And I don't know when, bursts of mist have surrounded Feng Xuan. Then, although it is slight, it is the sound of steady and heavy footsteps slowly coming from the depths of the mist, and at the same time, a heavy and mountain-like breath. He also pressed hard towards Feng Xuan.