felt as if they were being gripped by a terrifying hand. Their breath involuntarily caught in their throats.Now.The Phantom Realm's face remained impassive as he gazed at Emperor Silkworm and the othe..."If he wants to fight, let him fight!"

The king of pythons smiled with his hands clasped behind his back, looking ahead. His eyes seemed to contain an endless depth of daoist wisdom.

The elder looked puzzled: "Does the King of Pythons think Ziyun Sheng can win"

It's hard to say.

The Python Emperor shook his head slightly: "Whether or not he can win depends on his strength. Sometimes potential is not the same as strength. If he can directly suppress the disciples of the various peaks, then the decision of the Holy Temple will naturally be unquestionable."

If he fails, there's no need for the temple to invest any more in him.

Indeed.

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Once-in-a-generation talents are extremely rare.

The problem is, a prodigiously gifted individual who hasn't grown up is no different from a wastrel.

If Ziyun Sheng only gained some opportunities and his heart swelled to this state, it could only mean that the other party's mentality is not good.

Therefore.

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Even if one possesses extraordinary potential, without a sound character, they will not go far in the long run.

Such prodigies are a waste of time to cultivate.

So.

The Python Emperor had no intention of interfering at all.

In his eyes, there were only two paths laid out before him in the face of Ziyun Saint. Either he would suppress all the other saint sons and become the number one saint son, thereby receiving the focus cultivation of the holy land.

...or suffer a crushing defeat at the hands of the various Peak Saint Sons, and everything returns to its original state.

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"I hope you won't disappoint me!"

A gleam appeared in the python emperor's eyes.

Hard to find a peerless genius, he didn't want the other party to be a complete waste.

Has the message been sent

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In Shenfeng Courtyard, Shen Changqing asked faintly.

Purple Cloud Dragon lowered his head and replied, "Reporting to the Holy Son, the news has already reached each peak. Not only that, but the news has been completely leaked out and is already known by all cultivators in the holy land."

At this point, his expression hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but was afraid to.

"Just get to the point." Shen Changqing glanced at the other party, his expression calm and composed.

Purple Cloud Meta-Dragon said, "There's something I don't understand, Holy Son. You openly challenge the Holy Sons of other peaks. What if something goes wrong Wouldn't that be cutting off your own retreat..."

This sentence.

He had been holding it in for a long time, but he just never dared to say it out loud.

“Error”

Shen Changqing smiled faintly, not taking the disciples of various peaks to heart at all.

> This battle will only have one outcome: this Saint Son will suppress the other thirteen peak Saint Sons. There is no other possibility, and naturally there is no such thing as a mistake.

Lacking strength, there will be all sorts of concerns.

But with his strength, let alone the Saint Son of the Thirteen Peaks, even if all the God Kings of the vast Purple Cloud Clan were added together, he would have the confidence to flatten them all with one hand.

>

In this case, there is nothing to worry about.

Just kidding.

If one has to consider an escape route when dealing with mere God Realm cultivators, then they shouldn't talk about reviving the human race at all. They should just go home and get some sleep.

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Hearing Shen Changqing's confident words, Ziyun Yuanlong was startled.

He felt it.

Their young master seems to have changed after this trip. He's more confident than before, and there seems to be an air of authority in his words and actions.

“Well, you don't have to worry about this anymore. Just focus on your own work.”

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Shen Changqing waved his hand, dismissing Ziyun Yuanlong.

Now, those cultivators who followed Purple Cloud Saint Son likely think he is in deep seclusion, preparing for the upcoming battles.

However.

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Shen Changqing didn't take those so-called Saint Sons to heart at all.

As he watched the purple cloud dragon disappear, his thoughts drifted elsewhere.

"Now that I've become the First Saint Son, my status in the Ziyun Holy Land will rise dramatically, right Then I'll have more authority and can do other things!"

Being the first son, you would basically receive the full support and cultivation of the clan.

Shen Changqing knew very well that powerful clans like the Ziyun clan had numerous vassal races under their control.

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These vassal races, for the most part, are not very powerful but possess a certain amount of foundation. That is why they are eligible to be accepted by the Ziyun clan.

He has almost made up his mind.

As long as one becomes the First Saint Son and then finds out the specific information of those races, it can be passed on to the Imperial Court, and then cooperate with the power of the Imperial Court to exterminate these races one by one.

At that time.

The problem of the court lacking resources could be solved.

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Of course.

Such things, I wouldn't personally get involved. Otherwise, there would be a risk of exposure.

But with its own secret concealment, the Ziyun clan would certainly not be able to immediately realize it.

"With Mo Zi's strength, together with the other cultivators from the Imperial Court, taking down a weak race would be no problem at all," Shen Changqing thought to himself.

Suddenly.

A faint psychic ripple came.

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His expression flickered, and in the next instant, he rose to his feet and left, walking towards the main hall on the peak.

In the palace.

Ziyunluo had already been sitting there waiting.

"Master!"

Shen Changqing entered from outside and immediately bowed.

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Ziyun Luofan's face was expressionless, as she said in a flat tone: "I heard that you are going to challenge the holy sons of each peak in three days. Is this true"

"Indeed." Shen Changqing nodded calmly.

When the other party was about to see him, he had already guessed this.

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As soon as the words left his mouth, a powerful aura suddenly erupted.

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Purple Cloud Luo's face was filled with anger: "Foolish! Even if you obtain the Divine Liquid and ascend to become a true prodigy, you haven't truly developed your full potential yet. Now rashly challenging the Saint Sons of each peak is simply too reckless."

If you win, that's fine, but if you lose, where will the face of my God Peak be put!

>

>Additionally.

“The Temple has now poured its resources into you. You can take advantage of this and widen the gap from other Divine Sons in the next few years. When the Holy Assembly arrives, you can then unleash your full potential and suppress all other Divine Sons, claiming the top spot.”

He was truly furious.

I thought that after obtaining the divine liquid, the other party would focus on cultivation and wait for their strength to grow before showing their prowess.

>

To his surprise, just days after he returned, the other party openly challenged the Saint Sons of various peaks, completely exceeding his expectations.

However.

What truly angered Ziyunluo was not that Shen Changqing challenged the saint sons of various peaks, but rather that he had done such a thing while she was the last to know.

Had this news not spread throughout the Ziyun Sacred Land, he would have remained in the dark.

Facing criticism.

Shen Changqing's face was calm, and he smiled faintly: "Master can rest assured. In the ancient ruins, this disciple not only obtained the divine liquid, but also some medicinal pills that refine the physique."

"Nowadays, my disciple's strength is no longer comparable to the past. To me, the disciples of all peaks are like chickens and dogs, easily subdued."

"Are you truly so confident" Ziyunluo's expression was startled.

"Of course."

Shen Changqing smiled and held his hands behind his back, staring directly at the person in front of him: "Besides, now that the Temple has poured all its resources into me, I'm afraid that every peak is uneasy. Instead of letting them secretly scheme, it's better to let them understand the gap between me and them."

The disciple's actions are also to prevent Shenfeng from being gossiped about by other peaks, and at the same time to let the other cultivators in the holy land understand that our Shenfeng is the first peak among all peaks.

"That's great to hear you're so confident!"

Purple Cloud Luo took a deep look, her expression also softened somewhat.

“Three days will pass quickly. If you need anything, just tell your master. As long as Mount Shenfeng can provide it, I will never refuse.”

After all, you've already said it, now it's too late to take it back.

"Master, rest assured, the disciple has everything under control."

"That's for the best. Besides, the Temple will definitely be watching this as well. If you lose, the resources the Temple initially pledged may not continue."

Therefore, this matter concerns your future. Do not take it lightly.

Ziyunluo cautioned with a sentence, and after speaking, he waved his hand.

"Alright, why don't you go back and get yourself settled first."

"The disciple takes his leave!"

Shen Changqing bowed and left.

In the vast hall, only Zi Yunluo remained seated alone. The atmosphere instantly grew heavy with gloom.

After an unknown amount of time, a low voice slowly echoed.

"It seems this disciple of mine is rather different. His trip to the ancient ruins has given him a lot of confidence. Since that's the case, let me see just how strong you've become!"

There was a strange glint in his eyes.

This disciple, from ancient relic sites back to the present, has done things differently than before.

If it were in the past, the other party would have absolutely never dared to act so calmly in front of me.

That kind of feeling.

Let Ziyunluo's heart feel very unhappy.

However.

He also didn't suspect Ziyun Sheng's true identity. After all, if the other party was truly going to be taken over by a powerful being, it would be impossible for him to hide it from his eyes.

And even if it could escape my gaze, it certainly couldn't escape the gaze of the King Python.

So.

Ziyun Sheng itself has no problems.

Such a change, in Ziyunluo's view, was highly likely due to the other party obtaining some sort of opportunity within an ancient site. This opportunity resulted in a surge in their own strength and, consequently, a boost in confidence.

If that's the explanation, then it makes perfect sense.

"Peerless Heaven's Pride!"

Thinking of the words the King Python had said to her earlier, Ziyunluo's face shifted again.

The so-called peerless genius is even more powerful than an ordinary genius.

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Even he, has never truly witnessed what a peerless genius truly is.

But judging from the attitude of the Temple and the importance placed on him by the Python Emperor, the peerless prodigy is undoubtedly extraordinary. The upcoming battle on the Holy War Platform in three days will allow him to witness firsthand the true combat power of a so-called peerless prodigy.

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“Hope you won't disappoint me!”

A strange smile crept onto Ziyunluo's lips.

The next instant.

He had already disappeared inside the hall.

> On the other side.

Leaving the main hall, Shen Changqing didn't return to his own courtyard but went to the place in Ziyun Holy Land where martial arts techniques and divine powers were stored, wanting to ponder them thoroughly.

Very soon.

Three days passed quietly.

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