Ultimate Martial Divine King - C1257 Wind and Cloud Ranking
C1257 Wind and Cloud Ranking
Wu Yan said.
At the same time, his eyes seemed to be filled with a burning passion.
“Has anyone entered the Wind And Cloud Ranking?” Chu Hen casually asked.
“Yes, only one,” Wu Yan decisively replied, “In the entire Martial Sect, only Qiu Xingyi has ascended the Wind And Cloud Ranking, and he’s ranked forty-sixth.”
Forty-six?
Chu Hen was startled.
The Wind And Cloud Ranking that only had a total of fifty spots, yet Qiu Xingyi, who was ranked first on the Martial Sect and Heaven Ranking, was only at forty-sixth place.
Just this point alone was enough to show how shockingly high the value of a Wind And Cloud Ranking was.
“Honestly speaking, our Martial Sect is only a few thousand years old after all. Compared to the Hanyun Sect, Mystical Sun Palace, and Qixiao Pavilion, these ten thousand year old sects all have a certain difference in strength. In these few people’s Sect, there are more than two people who have entered the Wind And Cloud Ranking, especially some of the peak level behemoths like the God of War Palace. There are even five terrifying geniuses at the level of the leaderboards.
Holy King Stage!
When he heard these three words, even the corners of Chu Hen’s eyes couldn’t help but constrict.
A terrifying existence that stood above the Eternal Stage.
Holy King Stage Powerhouse, with a raise of his hand, he could destroy mountains and rivers, level up rivers, and in the midst of laughter, he could instantly kill an expert at the Eternal Stage realm.
In this world, Holy King Stage were seen as the peak powerhouses of the pyramid.
God of War Palace!
This name wasn’t particularly strange to Chu Hen.
Back then, when they were at the Tomb of Immortal And Devil, it was precisely the elder Cui Lie of the God of War Palace who used a single move, the ‘Xuanyuan Sealing Arts’, to seal Bai Qianyu’s strength, causing Chu Hen and her to accidentally barge into the Senluo King’s Devil Tomb.
That Cui Lie alone, had even singlehandedly challenged the four Demon Sovereign s of Demon Domain.
and also caused the entire Demon CLan army that they had killed to be defeated one after another, as they fled in panic.
Although half of its arm had been cut off by Fox of Qingqiu Jun Jiange’s sword, judging from the reverence the people had for Cui Lie, it was clear how powerful the Sect of the God of War Palace was.
Just the existence of a single God of War Palace, and one of the peak demons who possessed five Holy King Stage, was enough to make one shiver.
“What kind of Cultivation is Qiu Xingyi?” Chu Hen hesitated, but immediately asked.
Wu Yan’s gaze slightly sank, looked at Chu Hen with a slightly serious gaze, and replied with a rather serious tone. “The lowest ought to be half a Holy King Stage.”
Hearing the other party’s words, Chu Hen secretly sucked in a breath of cold air.
He knew that Wu Yan was a very calm person.
This was only a conservative guess towards Qiu Xingyi.
“No wonder he hasn’t participated in the Sect battle in two years,” Chu Hen muttered.
Wu Yan also nodded.
Some said that he was afraid of losing to either Wang Li or Pei Ye. As for what they didn’t know, Qiu Xingyi didn’t have much expectations for the battle of Sect.
“However, I think this year, Senior Brother Qiu did not anticipate that there would be another one of you. Otherwise, I think he would have stepped into the battle of Sect again.”
Chu Hen laughed and shook his head, “You’re too kind!”
“Will you participate in Holy War Recruitment?” Wu Yan asked out the question in his heart.
Chu Hen did not reply, his eyes only quietly looked at the vast mountains and rivers in the distance, as a few thoughts flowed between his brows.
Several days later!
The Great Assembly Hall of the Northern Chen Peak College.
Chu Hen, Wu Yan, Ye Yao and Long Xuanshuang were gathered here.
“This is in accordance with your performance in the battle of Sect.”
Northern Chen Peak Master and Academy Master Luo Cang stood on the inside of the hall, their eyes looking at the four people in front of them with relief.
In front of the four of them was a long table.
Several exquisite and luxurious items were placed on top of the table.
In front of Wu Yan, there was a wooden box, inside of which was a Pill with dark golden inscriptions and a peculiar warblade.
“Yuan Holy Pill!” Wu Yan’s eyes lit up, radiating with spirit.
He then looked at the blade. It was about a meter long. It didn’t look heavy, but it weighed a lot when he held it in his hand.
Wu Yan held onto the handle of his blade lightly, and a wave of obscure power surged out. In an instant, a circle of grey and white Light Pattern leaked out, and a small part of the long table below was actually covered with a thin layer of stone.
“The Devil Cliff Blade can petrify the person who touches it. If it hurts the person’s flesh and blood, the person’s meridians will be blocked instantly.”
Academy Master Luo Cang explained.
Wu Yan was ecstatic, the magic stone blade combined with his own Strength of Blood Lineage Boundary was just right.
There was also a Primordial Spirit Pill in front of Ye Yao.
In addition to this, there were two tokens.
The upper and lower widths of the token are narrow. The middle section is long and has a pentagon shape.
One was white, the other was black.
In the middle of the two tokens, there were the pattern of Tai Ji Yin-Yang Painting s.
“Yin-Yang Command, which contains the Taiji Yin-Yang Strength, can control the main sun, and the main yin, which can kill people thousands of miles away!”
Academy Master Luo Cang continued to explain.
In front of Long Xuanshuang, other than the Primordial Profound Pills, there was also a black bow and arrow.
The length of the bow was about the same as Long Xuanshuang’s own profound rain bow, but the bow in front of him looked even more ancient, the dark patterns were not considered exquisite, and it looked very comfortable.
Other than the bow, there was also a Arrow!
The Arrow was around 1.5 meters long, and its color was also dark. The arrow was a sharp diamond, shining with a dark light.
“Lunar Pursuing Spirit Bow, under normal circumstances, the flying star arrow could cause the True Elemental Strength to condense into a Arrow, and if used together with the flying star arrow, the flying Arrow would be able to lock onto its target.
Listening to Luo Cang’s narration, Long Xuanshuang’s beautiful eyes suffused with a light of gentleness.
She gently picked up the Divine Bow of the Moon, and a trace of warmth was transmitted from her fingertips. Her delicate eyebrows revealed a happy expression.
And right at this moment, Chu Hen asked with a puzzled expression, “What about mine?”
With that said, Wu Yan and the other two who were beside him were startled.
Luo Cang and Yuan Shang also turned to look at Chu Hen.
They said that it would be the reward from the battle of Sect.
All three of them had it, except for Chu Hen, who didn’t even have a single piece of scrap, let alone a Holy Pellet God Weapon.
Was he mistaken?
No matter what, he was still a champion!
It was impossible for him to not have anything!
Yuan Shang looked at him meaningfully and said, “Follow me to a place, the others can go back first.”
To a place?
Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang looked at each other, he could not help but feel that it was strange.
Wu Yan on the other hand, was rather calm, as if this was to be expected.
Then, following Yuan Shang’s instructions, the three of them left the place.
However, Chu Hen followed Yuan Shang in another direction.
After walking across the long metal chain bridge and crossing the steep and imposing suspended road, a moment later, under the lead of, Chu Hen arrived in front of an ancient looking palace.
The main hall was not luxurious, nor was it a flowing glazed brick.
However, the feeling it gave off was one of unspeakable grandeur and majesty.
Yuan Shang stopped at the edge of the steps and turned to Chu Hen, “You can go in alone!”
One person?
A flash of surprise flashed past Chu Hen’s eyes, but he quickly calmed down.
He nodded and stepped into the hall.
What entered his sight was a spacious field of vision. The atmosphere was quiet and gloomy, with a faint sandalwood scent floating in the air. On both sides of the hall, there were carvings of ancient patterns …
Anyone who entered this place with a restless heart would be able to calm down very quickly.
Chu Hen’s footsteps were light, but in this empty place, it was very clear.
When he reached the center of the hall, Chu Hen stopped in his tracks, raised his head and looked at the Throne Hall at the back of the hall.
On the Throne like stone chair, a middle-aged man with a calm demeanor but an invisible aura was sitting on it.
This person was none other than the master of Martial Sect, Dongfang Hengzhi.
“Disciple Chu Hen greets Sect Master!”
Chu Hen cupped his fists, his gaze calm, neither servile nor overbearing.
On the way here, he had already guessed who it was that wanted to meet him.
As a result, there weren’t many emotions.
“No need to be so polite!” Dongfang Hengzhi replied indifferently.
Chu Hen nodded his head, “May I know why Lord Sect Master is looking for me?”
Dongfang Hengzhi raised his gaze, as traces of profoundness could be seen between his brows.
She looked straight into Chu Hen’s eyes, and said with a calm tone, “Perhaps, I should have asked you that!”
“Ask me?” Chu Hen was a little confused.
“That’s right. I also want to know, why did you come to my Martial Sect?”
Dongfang Hengzhi’s voice paused for a moment, and then he spat out a few words word by word.
“Demonic Eye, of the clan!”
“Boom!”
In an instant, Chu Hen’s pupils contracted tightly, and his expression suddenly changed.
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