Invincible Over the World
Chapter 844: 840: Give Me Your Position

Chapter 844: Chapter 840: Give Me Your Position

Huang Xiaolong and the others spent another six days before arriving at Wangu City.

Standing before Wangu City and looking at the majestic city towering thousands of zhang high, Feng Yang couldn’t help but sigh, “This is the true Eternal City.” Speaking of which, he turned to Huang Xiaolong and the others, “It’s said that Wangu City has existed for more than a hundred million years.”

“More than a hundred million years!” Huang Xiaolong and the others’ eyes widened.

Even a Divine Artifact would erode and turn to dust after a hundred million years, yet Wangu City has existed for over a hundred million years, still standing between heaven and earth!

Xuanwu Academy has existed for how long? Only twenty to thirty million years at most.

Feng Yang said, “It’s rumored to be approaching two hundred million years. As for the truth, it’s impossible to verify, but over a hundred million years is certain. Wangu City is controlled by the strongest family of the Ancient Star River, the Wangu Clan.”

Huang Xiaolong couldn’t help but ask, “So this Wangu Clan has existed for over a hundred million years as well?!”

Feng Yang nodded, “That’s right, the Wangu Clan has indeed existed for over a hundred million years. They have influence over hundreds of star rivers around them. It’s said that Wangu Clan is one of the strongest powers among the tens of thousands of star rivers participating this time.”

“Master, are they the oldest family among these tens of thousands of star rivers?” Qi Wen asked.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yang shook his head, “No.”

“No?” Huang Xiaolong and the others were greatly surprised.

Feng Yang nodded and said, “It’s the Creation Gate of the Eternal Star River. The Creation Gate is older than the Wangu Clan. However, if solely comparing strength, the Creation Gate does not match the Wangu Clan, although the Creation Gate’s strength is also quite formidable.”

There was one more thing Feng Yang didn’t say, which is that in front of gigantic entities like the Wangu Clan and the Creation Gate, Xuanwu Academy is just an ant, perhaps not even an ant.

After each paid ten Holy-grade High-level Spirit Stones, Huang Xiaolong and the others followed the stream of experts from various star rivers into Wangu City.

Upon entering Wangu City, Huang Xiaolong immediately saw a massive statue towering within the city in the far distance. This statue, standing hundreds of zhang tall, was actually a Qilin!

Divine Beast Qilin!

Feng Yang looked at the Qilin and said to Huang Xiaolong and the others, “You must not have guessed that the ancestor of the Wangu Clan was not human.”

“Not human?” Huang Xiaolong and the others were stunned, their minds racing. Could it be?

“That’s right, the ancestor of the Wangu Clan was an Ancient Divine Beast Qilin. Therefore, the core disciples of the Wangu Clan all possess Qilin bloodlines, and their physical beings are exceptionally strong. Moreover, because their ancestor was a Fire Qilin, the core disciples of the Wangu Clan have a high comprehension of the Fire Law!” Feng Yang said.

Huang Xiaolong and the others did not expect the ancestor of the Wangu Clan to be a Fire Qilin!

Feng Yang said to Huang Xiaolong, “Xiao Long, if you encounter a core disciple of the Wangu Clan, be extremely cautious. Do not engage them head-on!”

Huang Xiaolong nodded.

Feng Yang and the others inquired about the registration location and then proceeded to it.

Fortunately, the registration location was not far from the city gate, so half a day later, Huang Xiaolong and the others arrived at the plaza for registration.

However, upon reaching the registration plaza and seeing the dense crowd, tens of thousands of disciples from various star rivers registering, Huang Xiaolong felt a bit speechless.

The plaza was very large, with a hundred registration spots arranged in a row.

Huang Xiaolong chose a registration queue with fewer people and then lined up to wait.

Huang Xiaolong estimated that, at the current pace, it might take three to four days before it was his turn.

However, Huang Xiaolong was not in a rush; there were still more than forty days until the registration deadline.

Meanwhile, Feng Yang and Liu Yun sat quietly at the side of the plaza, waiting for Huang Xiaolong to finish registering so they could leave together. Three or four days is merely a blink for those in cultivation.

Day by day passed.

Soon, three days had passed, and looking at the queue ahead, Huang Xiaolong calculated that there were still thirty to forty people ahead, so it should be several hours before his turn.

At this moment, suddenly, a young man wearing a green robe and wielding a short blade walked directly towards Huang Xiaolong.

The young man came before Huang Xiaolong, then tossed a Divine-grade top-level divine stone to Huang Xiaolong, and indifferently said, “Give me your spot and you can leave.”

The surrounding disciples couldn’t help but look over, their expressions filled with anticipation.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at the Wangu Clan disciple maintaining order from far away, who seemed oblivious to the situation here.

Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong understood the situation. Clearly, the Wangu Clan disciple had been bribed by this short-blade youth, who assumed Huang Xiaolong was an easy target, a pushover, aiming to take Huang Xiaolong’s place.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the Divine-grade top-level divine stone in his hand and couldn’t help but find it amusing. Considering his apparent Divine Domain Tenth Rank Late Stage Peak Perfection strength, he seemed indeed to be a pushover. Those ahead queueing were Divine-level First Stage, Second Order Experts, whereas most behind were as well. He appeared the weakest, so it was no wonder this short-blade youth targeted him.

The short-blade youth saw Huang Xiaolong holding the divine stone and laughing, his eyebrows furrowed, he warned, “Boy, I advise you to wise up, give me your spot now—I have little patience.”

Huang Xiaolong looked up and grinned at the short-blade youth, “In Wangu City, can you kill people?”

The short-blade youth hesitated, then sneered, “Indeed, as long as the dead aren’t Wangu Clan disciples and it doesn’t affect much, the Wangu Clan won’t interfere. So, if I kill you, the Wangu Clan wouldn’t clean up for you.”

Huang Xiaolong laughed, “Then I’m reassured.”

As the short-blade youth was puzzled, Huang Xiaolong suddenly punched him, the fist power seemingly dull.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong’s audacity to strike him, the short-blade youth was initially stunned, then enraged, “Boy, since you wish for death, then I.” However, his expression suddenly changed, full of terror, just as he attempted to retreat—it was already too late.

Huang Xiaolong’s punch landed squarely on his chest. The short-blade youth flew out like a broken kite, spraying blood incessantly, his chest protruding from his back.

The surrounding disciples, originally watching a good show, gasped in shock.

For the short-blade youth was a Divine-level First Stage Late Stage yet was punched away by Huang Xiaolong, the Divine Domain Tenth Stage Late Stage Peak Perfection—a notion that utterly overturned their understanding.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at several malicious-looking family disciples in the distance and said coldly, “Who else wants my spot?”

The few hastily retreated, avoiding Huang Xiaolong’s gaze.

The Wangu Clan disciple maintaining order in Huang Xiaolong’s queue saw the short-blade youth lying in the distance, furrowed his brow, then walked over. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian.com and support me with recommendation tickets or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users can visit m.qidian.com to read.)