"Master, is this the Holy City?"
Before the city gates of the holy city, crowds thronged, with countless people stranded there.
A young boy stared in disbelief at the magnificent city gate that exuded an aura of authority.
When he first entered the pass, the magnificence of Xuanwu City had already impressed him enough.
Unexpectedly, this holy city is much more magnificent and spectacular than Xuanwu City.
He couldn't quite imagine what kind of person could live in such a giant city.
Beside him, an elderly man in a plain robe also looked surprised.
This holy city seemed even more magnificent than when he visited it in his youth.
However, upon hearing his disciple's exclamation, he still smiled and said, "Indeed, this is the Holy City, the most magnificent and spectacular city in the entire world, and the center of Zhongzhou."
"The center of Zhongzhou..."
The boy looked at the colossal city before him, then at the even more vast, towering holy mountain beside him, whose peak was completely invisible.
The emotions surging within me grew ever stronger.
I feel that this trip with my master was absolutely worthwhile.
His experiences along the way broadened his horizons.
Seeing this magnificent holy city now makes him feel that if he could settle down in such a great city in this lifetime, his life would not have been in vain.
The old man in the plain robe smiled as he looked at the light in his beloved disciple's eyes.
My disciple has an exceptional talent for cultivation, and his future achievements will surely far surpass those of his master.
So he brought him on this trip to broaden his horizons and increase his knowledge.
Otherwise, if he stays in that small mountain village, his limited vision will only bury his talent, and he will hardly achieve great things.
Led by his disciples, the old man in plain robes walked into the holy city.
As soon as they arrived at the city gate, they were stopped by a guard.
"Gentlemen, you are not allowed to enter the Holy City at will."
"The Holy City doesn't allow entry?" The old man in the plain robe was taken aback. "More than a hundred years ago, when I came here to travel, the Holy City had no gate restrictions, and people could come and go as they pleased."
"That was indeed the case before, but now that the Holy Assembly is about to begin, the Holy Lord has ordered that before the Holy Assembly ends, only sects with invitations and experts above the Innate Realm are allowed to enter the Holy City."
The guard seemed used to being questioned and explained calmly.
"My master is at the peak of the Innate Realm!"
Upon hearing this, the boy immediately raised his head proudly.
The old man in the plain robe paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "My unworthy disciple is ignorant, please don't take offense, sir."
However, he also understood why so many people were lingering outside the city gate.
Among those people, the most powerful aura they exuded was only at the peak of the acquired realm.
It turned out that they were all blocked outside the city and unable to enter the holy city.
"You're at the peak of the Innate Realm?"
Upon hearing the boy's words, the guard looked at the old man in the plain robe.
"The old man's aptitude is limited. He has cultivated for over a hundred years before barely reaching the realm of perfect innate cultivation."
The old man in the plain robe smiled slightly, and the aura he had been suppressing was released in a small way, a kind of innate charm with the feeling of perfect satisfaction permeating the surroundings.
The surrounding Acquired Realm martial artists, sensing this innate essence and the faint innate pressure, couldn't help but step back slightly, looking at the old man with some awe.
Although the world has changed and spiritual energy has been reviving for several years now.
The status of those in the Innate Realm is no longer as lofty as it once was.
But they are still the objects of respect that these acquired martial artists need to revere.
Even the guards, sensing this aura, became more serious.
He examined it carefully and then nodded: "It is indeed the peak of the Innate Realm. According to the regulations above, the peak of the Innate Realm can bring a maximum of three disciples inside. You may go in."
As the two old men walked into the holy city, the martial artists at the Acquired Realm outside the city gate all looked on with envy.
However, they dared not express any dissatisfaction, because the guards at the city gate were themselves highly skilled, being at the peak of the Innate Realm.
They are far beyond what they can afford to offend.
Sensing this, the boy stood even taller, his face beaming with pride.
"A cultivator at the peak of the Innate Realm has entered. Brother Qi, can you recognize his identity?"
As the boy and the old man entered the city, not far away in a restaurant, seven or eight young figures were sitting in the best window seats, watching the commotion at the city gate.
These seven or eight young people were all extraordinary and independent, clearly core disciples trained by major sects.
One of the young men in white smiled and asked another young man dressed in black.
"A perfected Innate Realm cultivator, and so old at that age, judging from his appearance."
If I'm not mistaken, he should be Mu Qianfeng, the one who once dominated the northern states more than seventy years ago with his 【Azure Sword】.
Brother Zhirui, I wonder if I'm right?
The young man in black, addressed as "Brother Qi," analyzed the situation and spoke with great confidence.
The last sentence was addressed to another quiet and unassuming young man.
That person was none other than Lin Zhirui.
Upon hearing the question from the young man in black, Lin Zhirui glanced at the master and disciple.
He then laughed and said, "Brother Qi, you have a keen eye indeed. That one is indeed the 【Azure Sword】 who once made a great name for himself in the northern border region."
Unexpectedly, after disappearing for so many years, he has reappeared in the Holy City.
The intelligence gathered by the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion is unparalleled.
Since Lin Zhirui has said so, it must be true.
The way everyone looked at the young man in black couldn't help but show a hint of admiration.
"Haha, Brother Qi is indeed knowledgeable and has a wide range of experience. You can even recognize a senior who has been in seclusion for decades at a glance. I really admire you!"
The young man in white who had asked the question first laughed heartily.
"Brother Wang, you are too kind. I just enjoy collecting the life stories of these accomplished predecessors; I would not call myself a person with extensive knowledge."
The young man in black said modestly.
However, the hint of smugness on his face was impossible to hide.
At this moment, another beautiful young woman asked with some doubt:
"I have heard the elders in the sect mention the name Mu Qianfeng before."
He was a renowned figure decades ago, and it is said that he was a master of the Innate Realm at that time.
Now, so many years have passed, and even spiritual energy has been recovering for several years, yet he's only at the peak of the Innate Realm. That's strange.
“I do know a little about this,” the young man in black said. “It is said that before he disappeared, he had a conflict with the Tiancang Sect of the Northern Frontier.”
In the end, he fought against several Supreme Elders of the Tiancang Sect, killing two of them before being seriously injured himself and escaping. He then disappeared without a trace.
"Thinking back to that great battle, he must have suffered a fundamental blow, which explains why he hasn't made much progress even after all these years."
"Tiancang Sect? Didn't the Tiancang Sect arrive in the Holy City three days ago?"
"This guy actually dares to show up again? Isn't he afraid the Heavenly Azure Sect will cause him trouble?"
Someone exclaimed in surprise.
"That's hard to say. Perhaps this person thinks that with the Holy Assembly about to convene and all the forces in the world gathering, the Heavenly Azure Sect wouldn't dare to act rashly," said the young man in black.
After thinking about it, everyone agreed that it made a lot of sense.
In particular, the purpose of the Holy Mountain's convening of this Holy Assembly is very clear: to re-establish rules and maintain stability in a world currently rife with chaos.
Regardless of whether it can ultimately be achieved, under such circumstances, it's likely that the Tiancang Sect wouldn't dare to be the first to stick its neck out.
"Speaking of this Holy Assembly, most of the sects and forces in the world that were supposed to come have already arrived."
Senior Brother Qi, what do you think the final outcome of this Holy Gathering will be?
Will the Holy Lords' ideas be able to be realized?
At this moment, a beautiful woman suddenly asked a question.
Upon hearing this, everyone else fell silent.
No one expected that this woman would dare to ask such a question.
Even the young man in black was momentarily stunned.
However, he quickly realized what was going on and laughed, "Junior Sister Liu is joking. How could I possibly predict such a great trend in the world?"
"Is that so? But I think it will be difficult for the Holy Lords to realize their ideas."
Things are not like they were a thousand years ago; the world situation has changed.
Not a single mistake, not a single song, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single 6-9 book, not a single bar, take a look!
"The Holy Lords may wish to control the situation, but they are powerless to do so any longer."
The beautiful woman spoke eloquently, and her words shook everyone to their core, leaving them all staring at her in astonishment.
No one could have imagined that the woman would be so bold as to publicly criticize the Holy Lord.
Many people subtly glanced at Lin Zhirui.
Everyone knows the relationship between Tianji Tower and the Holy Mountain.
It's unclear how the Holy Lord will react to such criticism from the woman.
To their surprise, Lin Zhirui remained calm and showed no reaction whatsoever, as if he had not heard the beautiful woman's words at all.
This attitude surprised everyone once again.
Those with quick minds couldn't help but start thinking about it more.
The beautiful woman is a core disciple of Guiyuan Sect, one of the largest sects in Zhongzhou.
To some extent, this also represents the attitude of the Guiyuan Sect.
Did her words just now reveal some kind of will of the Guiyuan Sect?
Just as the restaurant fell into an eerie silence.
Suddenly, a commotion arose outside the city gate.
"What a magnificent unicorn dragon horse!"
"Which powerful family or force is this, that they would use such a strange beast to pull a carriage?"
"Why do I sense that the aura of these two dragon horses is much stronger than ours?"
"Wait, I think I've heard of this carriage before!"
...
The sudden commotion broke the silence of everyone in the restaurant.
They couldn't help but look towards the city gate.
Then, everyone's eyes widened involuntarily.
At the city gate, a huge carriage was parked.
The carriage was engraved with mysterious patterns, making it look very mysterious.
The most eye-catching of all were the two magnificent white steeds in front, which were very tall, had long, pointed horns, and were pure white.
The two magnificent steeds exuded incredibly powerful aura, in no way inferior to that of a master at the Innate Realm.
"A Primordial-level mythical beast, the Dragon Horse?"
The people in the restaurant were all core disciples of the top sects in Zhongzhou, so their eyesight was naturally excellent.
They immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the two strange horses.
They were actually two mythical dragon-horses that had reached the Innate Realm!
"Which sect or faction owns this carriage, that it's pulled by a Primordial-level beast?"
Suddenly, the young talents in the restaurant were all taken aback.
It should be noted that although the world has been revived for several years now, and nurtured by spiritual energy, many strange and magical beasts have emerged in the world.
However, beasts that can reach the Innate Realm are still very rare and extremely difficult to capture and tame.
At least their sect isn't so arrogant as to use a pre-heavenly beast like a dragon-horse to pull a cart.
In an instant, everyone instinctively wanted to check the condition of the carriage.
However, just as they focused their minds, trying to sense what was happening inside the carriage.
As soon as their spiritual power touched the carriage, they suddenly felt a sharp, needle-like pain in their minds.
Suddenly, everyone couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
The released spiritual power receded rapidly back into the acupoint between his eyebrows, as if bitten by a snake. His face turned pale, and he stared at the carriage in horror.
Clearly, that carriage was crafted by a master craftsman; it could not only defend against the spiritual probing of outsiders, but also launch a counterattack!
"Wait a minute, the way this carriage looks, and these two strange dragon-horses... I feel like I've heard of them somewhere before?"
At this moment, the young man in black suddenly changed his expression, as if he was thinking about something.
But before he could think it through, a person stepped off the carriage.
He was a middle-aged man who was somewhat thin and had an ordinary appearance.
The middle-aged man's aura was not strong; he was only at the initial stage of the Innate Realm.
But what he was holding in his hand shocked everyone.
It was a golden invitation.
An invitation from the holy mountain!
The people in the restaurant immediately recognized the origin of the invitation.
This further confirmed that the carriage had an extraordinary background.
Those who receive an invitation from the Holy Mountain are all renowned forces in the world.
However, they still didn't know which faction this was.
Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, a figure leaped down from among them.
They landed on the street and headed towards the city gate.
"Brother Zhirui!"
When everyone looked, they realized it was Lin Zhirui.
Then they saw Lin Zhirui walk all the way to the city gate, where he first exchanged greetings with the middle-aged man holding the golden invitation.
He then gave instructions to the guards and led the mysterious carriage into the city.
Lin Zhirui and the middle-aged man leading the horse seemed to be chatting happily and were quite familiar with each other.
Everyone in the restaurant understood immediately.
It was obvious that Lin Zhirui knew the owner of the carriage.
At this moment, the young man in black robes, who had been racking his brains, looked at the two strange dragon-horses and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, remembering something.
He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "I remember now, this is that legendary carriage from back then!"
"What legendary carriage, Brother Qi? What are you talking about?"
The people in the restaurant, who were about to ask Lin Zhirui some questions, were all stunned when they heard the black-clad youth's sudden exclamation.
However, the young man in black simply stared intently at the carriage.
He muttered to himself, "There's no mistake, the white-horned dragon horse, the wind-riding chariot, this is the carriage that person rode in when they came to Zhongzhou!"
