A war chariot, exuding an ancient aura, bore the marks of time. Its material was extremely rare in the Red Dust Realm, revealing the identity of the visitor.
Beneath the chariot, a golden path stretched towards the heavens. The chariot descended from the sky at an incredible speed, heading straight for Qinghai City.
Wherever the chariot passed, the void shattered, and white clouds exploded, like a divine weapon tearing through the sky, creating a shocking scene.
It was too fast. In the blink of an eye after breaking through the sky, it entered Qinghai City, heading directly for the mountain where the gathering was held, and stopped on a leveled cliff.
The space around the chariot twisted and deformed, then cracked, forming spiderweb-like fissures. Its aura was terrifying, like the arrival of an invincible powerhouse, causing many young geniuses at the gathering to pale.
"That chariot is so cool!"
Suddenly, an abrupt voice rang out from within the pavilion.
Everyone couldn't help but turn their gaze towards Liu Yanran, and Liu Yuran was also surprised to see her elder sister. She hadn't expected her usually steady sister to have such a moment.
Liu Yanran also realized that she had misspoken. She lowered her head, uneasy, because she knew that the other party had come with ill intentions. For her to praise the chariot was tantamount to boosting the enemy's morale.
Fortunately, the others didn't hold it against her, considering Li Beifei's reputation. Some even said, "Putting aside our positions, that chariot is indeed very cool."
The speaker was a man with a sword on his back, presumably a sword cultivator.
Li Beifei glanced at him. He vaguely remembered this person, named Xu Feng. They had discussed matters of the sword during the drinking earlier.
Li Beifei had a natural fondness for sword cultivators, as long as they weren't enemies.
At this moment, Mu Qingyi said to Liu Yanran, "Yanran, little sister, if you like it, ask him to help you get it."
"He" naturally referred to Li Beifei.
Li Beifei turned to look at Liu Yanran, who was looking down as if she had done something wrong, and said softly, "It's okay. I think it's cool too, so I'll help you get it later."
Liu Yanran looked up and nodded heavily, feeling Li Beifei's love for her, her heart filled with warmth.
"Wow, you guys are too much, showing affection in broad daylight."
Tian Xiaoxiao cried out strangely, claiming she couldn't stand it.
Liu Yanran blushed slightly and hid behind Li Beifei, eliciting a burst of laughter from the crowd.
"Brother Li, you two are truly a match made in heaven!" someone said.
"Really? I thought I was the only one who thought so," Li Beifei generously accepted the praise, which eased the tense atmosphere caused by the extraterritorial visitors.
"Is this the so-called gathering of geniuses? I see it's just a group of mediocre talents who think they are gifted."
Just then, a hoarse and deep voice came from inside the chariot, making it impossible to tell his age.
Instantly, the scene fell silent!
"Who are you, daring to spout such nonsense? If you have the guts, don't hide and show your true face."
Someone outside the building mustered their courage to question. If they hadn't known that the Sword Immortal had arrived, they might not have dared to do so.
"Hmph, if you want to see me, you must have the ability," the creature inside the chariot said proudly, his tone revealing contempt and disdain for everyone present.
"Then let me test your ability!"
At this moment, a figure rushed towards the chariot, surrounded by countless rays of light, unleashing their strongest divine power with a single move.
"Nothing more than this!"
As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind swept out from the chariot, shattering the rays of light. The person's body was instantly crushed by the gust of wind, without even a chance to scream, leaving only blood and gore in the sky, an exceptionally tragic sight.
"Hiss!"
Everyone gasped. The person just now was not weak, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the Saint Realm, but he had fallen on the spot without even seeing the other party's face.
At the same time, their scalps went numb. They had only heard of the strength of this group of people before, but today, they killed someone with a wave of their hand. The extent of their bloodthirst made them shudder.
"Is this the quality of your gathering of geniuses? I once heard of the Holy Body, Sword Immortal, Innate Dao Body, etc., are they here?" The hoarse and deep voice rose again, asking about the most famous people on the ancient star path.
At this moment, the curtain on the chariot slowly opened, revealing its true face.
"This..."
Almost everyone was stunned, only because the creature inside the chariot was not a human, but an eagle!
"I know, it's the Thunder Eagle. It appeared during the battle between Han Mo and the Solar Holy Body, it's Han Mo's mount."
Someone had witnessed the battle between Han Mo and the Solar Holy Body Lin Tian that day and recognized the Thunder Eagle inside the chariot.
At the same time, everyone's heart rose with another chill. The other party was only a mount and was so powerful, how strong was his master Han Mo?
However, in addition to shock, everyone was also filled with anger. The other party had sent a mount to disrupt the gathering of geniuses. This was contempt for them, making it difficult for them to accept.
But the other party was strong, and they were helpless.
"Too much!" Someone gnashed their teeth in hatred, but suffered from their own lack of strength and could not attack.
"Not convinced?" The Thunder Eagle looked at that person, its eyes revealing astonishing lightning. Then he scanned everyone and said, "In the past two years, my master has experienced more than a hundred battles. Except for the Solar Holy Body, no one else can last more than three moves. You are so mediocre, how could my master need to take action himself? I alone am enough to suppress you!"
These words were harsh, but many had to admit that what the other party said was true. There are many truths in this world, but strength is the strongest truth. Everything else is just a paper tiger in the face of strength.
"If you are not convinced, come up and fight me. Decide victory or defeat, and also decide life and death!" The Thunder Eagle said again.
"I'll come!"
Inside the pavilion, Xu Feng took a step forward, and the long sword behind him was also unsheathed. For a time, sword intent soared into the sky, and a dazzling sword light slashed towards the Thunder Eagle.
"Hmph!"
The Thunder Eagle spat out a bolt of lightning, colliding with the sword light.
"Boom!"
Both sides' attacks were very powerful, but this strike was a tie.
Xu Feng's eyes were shocked. His cultivation was not weak, and he had already entered the Saint King Realm, but he had failed to defeat a mount. He had wanted to challenge Han Mo before, but now it seemed that he had overestimated himself.
"Drink!"
Seeing that he had not taken down Xu Feng with one move, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the Thunder Eagle's sharp eyes. Its aura soared, and countless falling thunderbolts were born in the sky. These falling thunderbolts were like heavenly thunderbolts, thick and dazzling, carrying a destructive aura and bombarded towards Xu Feng.
Xu Feng's heart was shocked. At this moment, he knew that he was not an opponent and was afraid that he would fall here.
But at this moment, a sword light flashed, instantly cutting down all the falling thunderbolts in the sky, saving Xu Feng's life.
"Who is it?"
The Thunder Eagle's sharp eyes suddenly fixed on the pavilion. The sword light just now came from there.
"Li Beifei!"
And in the sky that no one could detect, there were already several figures.
