92: The Son of God has arrived, entering the beginning with a high profile

Not long after Jiang Chen left Tingfeng Lou (Wind-Listening Tower), Yuan Changfeng, who always wore a gentle smile, paused almost imperceptibly with the teacup in his hand.

He seemed to glance unintentionally in the direction Jiang Chen had left.

Deep in his eyes, a flicker of doubt flashed and disappeared.

In that instant, he felt a faint sense of being watched, as if a pair of eyes were coldly observing him from above the clouds.

But the feeling came and went quickly, so fast that he thought it was just an illusion.

"Senior Brother Changfeng, what's wrong?"

A female Disciple beside him, seeing his unusual expression, asked with concern.

"Nothing."

...When Jiang Chen's figure reappeared on the nine dragon chariot.

Xiao Tiandu and the others immediately gathered around him, their faces filled with concern.

"Saint, you're back!"

"Is anything amiss?"

Song Ningxue couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"Nothing, just watched a play in advance."

His tone was relaxed and carefree, as if he had truly just gone for a stroll.

Although Xiao Tiandu and the others were puzzled, seeing that Jiang Chen was unwilling to say more, they didn't press him.

They knew that the Saint's actions had their own profound meaning.

"Let's go."

Jiang Chen's gaze turned to the misty immortal mountains ahead.

"Let's pay a visit to this rumored number one cultivation Holy Land."

His voice was faint, yet it carried an undeniable confidence.

Rumble!

As his words fell, the nine dormant True Dragons once again let out a roar that shook the heavens and earth!

Golden Divine Might shot up from the Dragon carriage, dispelling the clouds within a thousand li radius!

That uniquely overbearing and peerless majesty belonging to the Hongtian Saint Son was unleashed without reservation at this moment!

The nine dragon chariot transformed into a golden lightning bolt tearing through the sky, no longer hiding anything, and charged towards the Taichu Dao Academy's mountain gate in the most ostentatious and high-profile manner!

This sudden and terrifying commotion instantly alarmed the entire Taichu Dao Academy territory.

In Tingfeng City.

Tingfeng Lou (Wind-Listening Tower).

Yuan Changfeng and the others, who had been chatting animatedly and exchanging toasts, all changed their expressions.

They suddenly looked up at the dazzling golden light streaking across the sky, feeling that familiar yet heart-palpitating aura.

"This is... the Hongtian Holy Land's nine dragon chariot?!"

A Prodigy exclaimed in shock, his eyes filled with horror.

"It's Jiang Chen! He actually came!"

Another's voice trembled.

nine dragon chariot, Hongtian Saint Son!

These two terms combined, in the entire Eastern Domain now, represented supreme dominance and arrogance!

Crack!

The white jade wine cup in Yuan Changfeng's hand shattered into dust under his uncontrolled grip.

The gentle and refined smile on his face had long since frozen.

His deep eyes stared intently at the approaching golden light, and in the depths of his gaze, an uncontrollable surge of shock, fear, and cold killing intent churned wildly!

Jiang Chen!

How could he be here?!

And in such an arrogant manner!

What is he here for? Is it for the Ten Thousand Dao Tea Ceremony?

No!

The Ten Thousand Dao Tea Ceremony is still several days away from officially starting, and the teams from the major forces are at most just setting off or still on their way.

He absolutely couldn't have arrived so quickly!

Could it be... A thought that sent shivers down Yuan Changfeng's spine uncontrollably emerged in his mind.

Jiang Chen came for him!

Once this thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.

Besides this reason, he couldn't think of any other explanation!

"Brother Changfeng?"

Someone beside him noticed his gaffe and called out with concern.

Yuan Changfeng suddenly snapped back to attention.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the shock and killing intent in his heart, and managed to force a smile onto his face again.

"It's nothing, just a bit surprised for a moment."

He slowly stood up, his gaze profound as he looked in the direction the nine dragon chariot had departed.

"Let's go. Since the Hongtian Saint Son has graced us with his presence, as Dao Academy Disciples, we should go and greet him."

"This... alright."

Although everyone felt that Yuan Changfeng was a bit strange at the moment, what he said made sense.

The group immediately transformed into streaks of light and flew towards the mountain gate.

However, no one noticed that the moment Yuan Changfeng turned around, his fist, hidden in his sleeve, was clenched so tightly that his knuckles had turned white... Taichu Dao Academy mountain gate.

This was a massive white jade plaza, and at the end of the plaza stood a majestic archway towering ten thousand zhang high.

On the archway, the characters "Taichu" were written in a flowing, Dragon and Phoenix style, imbued with ancient and vast Dao rhyme.

At this moment, the plaza was already filled with thousands of Dao Academy Disciples who had been alerted.

They all looked up, their faces filled with shock, at the magnificent Dragon carriage radiating endless Divine Might in the sky.

"Heavens! It really is the nine dragon chariot!"

"Is that the Saint of the Hongtian Holy Land? What a grand display!"

"What does he intend to do? How dare he drive his Dragon carriage directly towards our Dao Academy mountain gate? Is this a provocation?"

"Too arrogant! Does he think this is the Hongtian Holy Land?"

Discussions, exclamations, mixed with dissatisfaction and hostility, rose and fell among the crowd.

The Disciples of the Taichu Dao Academy were all Prodigies, each one proud and arrogant.

They were accustomed to being revered; when had they ever seen such an arrogant display?

In their eyes, Jiang Chen's actions were undoubtedly a contempt for the entire Taichu Dao Academy!

Under the gaze of all.

The nine dragon chariot slowly stopped in the Void Realm, a thousand zhang away from the mountain gate archway.

Nine True Dragons coiled in the clouds, their golden Dragon eyes looking down at the ant-like crowd below, emitting a Dragon Might that made many Disciples with weaker cultivation feel a violent tremor in their hearts, their breathing becoming difficult.

Jiang Chen, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the Dragon carriage.

His expression was indifferent, his gaze calmly sweeping over the young faces below, some shocked, some angry, some resentful, and a faint smile played on the corner of his lips.

This was the effect he wanted.

He wasn't here to make friends.

He was here to kill.

He was here to crush all so-called Prodigies!

If that was the case, why be low-key?

"Jiang Chen of the Hongtian Holy Land, by order of the Holy Lord, has come to participate in the Ten Thousand Dao Tea Ceremony."

Jiang Chen's voice rang out faintly.

The voice wasn't loud, but every word clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Behind him, Xiao Tiandu, Song Ningxue, and the others stood tall and proud, their gazes sharp, and the powerful aura they emitted put immense pressure on many Dao Academy Disciples who prided themselves on being extraordinary.

In the back of the crowd, Yuan Changfeng, who had just arrived, looked at the figure standing on the Dragon's head, his eyes so dark they seemed to drip water.

He really came for the Ten Thousand Dao Tea Ceremony!

But even so, this couldn't explain his current arrogant behavior!

This simply didn't make sense!

Unless... he was deliberately provoking! Establishing his authority!

Once he understood this, Yuan Changfeng's heart, instead, calmed down.

He didn't step forward, merely hid in the crowd, observing coldly.

He wanted to see how the Elders of the Dao Academy would react to Jiang Chen's almost rude provocation.