493: Chapter 493 Demon Phoenix Domain, Phoenix Forest Provocation

"Liu Wuhen, whether you become a dragon or a worm depends entirely on your own fortune!"

The Blood Shadow Clone sat before the desk and whispered softly. He provided the opportunity to grow stronger, but whether one could grasp it depended on themselves.

Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

In a room late at night, Hun Tiandi was closing his eyes to regulate his breathing. Surging Dou Qi billowed, and half an hour later, he finished his cultivation and woke up.

"An Lin, come out!" Hun Tiandi spoke indifferently, as steady as a mountain.

A black-robed figure appeared in the room, wearing a bamboo hat to hide his face, and bowed deeply.

"Your servant An Lin pays respects to Your Majesty!"

"Rise! An Lin, your stealth skills are becoming more and more advanced!" Hun Tiandi praised.

"Your Majesty overpraises me. This time, I have come to pay my respects and bid farewell!" An Lin spoke slowly after a slight hesitation.

"Oh?" Hun Tiandi asked in confusion.

"Since entering the Central Plains, I have had my own fortunes. The elder who taught me my skills has asked me to go to a certain place!" An Lin spoke slowly.

"Very well, you may go!" Hun Tiandi smiled.

"The elder who taught me my skills asked me to keep it a secret, but if Your Majesty wishes to know, An Lin can certainly tell you!"

"There is no need. An Lin, you only need to remember that you are the Chief Commander of the Dark Division of the Imperial Guard for my Dazheng Dynasty. Your increase in strength is a good thing for Dazheng!"

Hun Tiandi interrupted An Lin and spoke slowly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" An Lin showed a hint of relief, turned to put on his bamboo hat, and disappeared from the room.

Hun Tiandi praised him in his heart; this An Lin's fortune was not small. The reason he didn't ask him to reveal the secret was that he didn't want An Lin to break his word.

In the Dazheng Dynasty, who doesn't have secrets? Such as Mr. Corpse Soul, Wang Ku...

As long as their hearts are toward Dazheng, Hun Tiandi doesn't care about these things.

Atop a peak of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Sword Saint Tianquan stood proudly with his hands behind his back. His gaze was like a sword, looking toward the direction of Hun Tiandi's room.

A black-robed person had left earlier with an extremely weak aura. If it weren't for his profound cultivation reaching the pinnacle of creation, he wouldn't have noticed.

To think someone could silently infiltrate the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion; this personal disciple of his had many secrets.

Even the subordinates he had networked were each quite capable.

With a flash of his figure, he disappeared from the mountain peak.

A night passed, and warm sunlight spilled down, nourishing all things. The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion began their cultivation.

Hun Tiandi stepped out of his room and stretched, his bones making cracking sounds. His gaze fell upon the square in front of the Sword Pavilion's main hall.

Mud Bodhisattva and Liu Ling were already waiting, and Feng Yan of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan was also waiting for Hun Tiandi.

Feng Yan's appearance was peerless, her figure curvaceous and full. Her body emitted a noble baleful aura, which was very strange.

"Hun Tiandi, can we leave now?" Feng Yan spoke indifferently.

"Naturally!" In the distance, Hun Tiandi flickered several times and landed on the Sword Pavilion square, his cold voice spreading out.

"For this trip to the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, let the Sword-Holding Elder accompany you..."

Suddenly, Sword Saint Tianquan spoke, wanting to prevent the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan from acting against him.

"Thank you, Teacher!" Hun Tiandi spoke and then followed Feng Yan out of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

Then, Feng Yan flipped her palm and took out a silver jade slip. She crushed it casually, and a spatial rift appeared before them.

Feng Yan was the first to rush in, followed closely by Hun Tiandi. Mud Bodhisattva, Liu Ling, and the Sword-Holding Elder also flashed into the spatial rift.

Before them was a faint spatial tunnel. Where did its end extend to?

Hun Tiandi and the other four were flying rapidly through the tunnel.

Although the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan could not compare to the Void Ancient Dragon Clan in mastering spatial power to connect spatial transmissions at will...

As a top-tier power among the Magical Beast families, their foundation was not something ordinary forces could rival.

Feng Yan led the way without saying anything. Hun Tiandi pondered in his heart: what exactly was it that made Feng Qing'er send someone to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion in the Central Plains to find him?

A day later, after traversing the endless void, Feng Yan's speed slowed down.

At the end of their vision was a silver halo. Seeing the halo, everyone's spirits were refreshed.

The dull and tedious spatial transmission made one feel impatient.

Immediately, the five of them turned into streaks of light and rushed into the silver light orb.

The field of vision became open. Lush mountain forests and peaks winding like dragons all fell into their eyes.

"This is..." Hun Tiandi stood proudly in mid-air, his gaze somewhat startled. It turned out that the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, one of the legendary three great Magical Beast families, lived here.

The island domain before them was vast, with countless dim auras hidden within it.

"Demon Phoenix Domain! Follow me!" Feng Yan spoke slowly, her tone carrying a hint of arrogance.

Hun Tiandi looked into the distance, and Mud Bodhisattva behind him spoke: "Your Majesty, the aura here is very terrifying..."

With his keen soul perception, he could feel many extremely powerful and obscure existences within this Demon Phoenix Domain.

They should be the experts of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

Truly a top-tier existence among Magical Beast families. He felt some shock in his heart. The Dazheng Dynasty had just started and was still very weak; there was still a long way to go compared to these top-tier ancient powers.

In this Demon Phoenix Domain, there should be some auras that could not be sensed; those were the most terrifying.

Following Feng Yan, they headed all the way toward the golden palace atop the mountain peak. On the way, they encountered many patrolling experts who stopped when they saw Feng Yan.

Their gazes fell upon Hun Tiandi and Mud Bodhisattva's group for a moment before they quickly left.

At the summit, just as Hun Tiandi appeared, a golden-robed figure rushed toward them.

"Huang Sen greets Leader Feng Yan!"

Feng Yan nodded slightly, preparing to lead Hun Tiandi into the golden Yao Huang Hall.

"Wait, how can a mere human be qualified to enter the sacred Yao Huang Hall?" Huang Sen looked provocative, his gaze contemptuous as he looked at Hun Tiandi.

"You..." Behind him, Liu Ling was furious. When the master is insulted, the servant dies. Just as he was about to act...

Hun Tiandi reached out to stop him, revealing a hint of a wicked smile: "Qualification? I came here on my own; what qualification do I need?"

"How bold! I see you are a spy of the Void Ancient Dragon Clan. Wait until I capture you for interrogation."

Huang Sen smiled coldly and raised his right hand. Dou Qi flowed as his sharp claws tore through the air.

The aura of a two-star Dou Zong erupted and permeated the square. Not far away, the patrolling guards sensed someone fighting and rushed over.

Hun Tiandi glanced at Feng Yan, who had no intention of intervening. He thought coldly: "A show of strength?"

Roar!

With a thought from Hun Tiandi, a violent and heaven-shaking dragon roar sounded from within his body. Purple light flickered on him, weaving into a ferocious purple dragon dozens of feet in size.

The violent Dragon King aura erupted, and the Purple Dragon King Qi completely set the scene ablaze.

"What?" Huang Sen's sharp claw print froze in mid-air. The Heavenly Demon Phoenix bloodline in his body felt a tremor, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

His attacking figure stalled, slowing by half a beat. Hun Tiandi seized the opportunity.

Half-Step Crushing Fist!

His feet shifted slightly as he stood firm as a mountain. His body arched like a bent bow, his whole being like a bowstring drawn to a full moon, and his fists were tightly clenched.

He erupted forward. With the support of the Purple Dragon King Qi, his strike carried Nine Layers of Hidden Force.

Hun Tiandi had no intention of holding back: "A show of strength, is it?"

Pfft!

The fist force hit home, the sharp claws shattered, and Huang Sen spat out a mouthful of hot blood. His body was like a kite with a broken string, flying backward.

He smashed heavily into the mountain range behind. Rocks crumbled, ancient trees snapped, and dust billowed as he was deeply embedded into the mountain peak.

He couldn't even be pried out!

Feng Yan's beautiful face changed, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. This human youth the Clan Leader asked for was not simple in strength!