Above the clouds, there is an ancient blue chariot speeding along. It is pulled by a nine-headed ferocious dragon beast. Every move of the nine-headed dragon beast triggers wind and thunder and flies away through the air at extremely fast speeds.

The interior of the ancient chariot is very spacious, like a palace. Even if there are nearly ten people, the space is not crowded at all.

At this time, everyone in the ancient chariot bowed their heads and remained silent, sitting silently in their seats, as quiet as children.

The mysterious black figure in the sky did not speak a word, and while they were working silently, they did not dare to whisper to each other at all, for fear of disturbing the people above.

The dark figure in the main seat above is the waterway incarnation of Hong Yuan!

"Oh, both the Eastern Barren Sect Alliance and the Daxuan Dynasty have a Great Dream Seed, and they are preparing for the enlightenment ceremony in one month..."

Hong Yuan held the jade slip in his hand, with a normal expression, silently receiving all kinds of information.

The three armies have not moved, and the food and grass go first.

As an outsider, Hong Yuan naturally understands the importance of information.

After all, the war between saints has already involved intelligence warfare. If he goes to war this time, it is impossible to say that he ignores intelligence.

This time in the battle, he can't really just deal with the wild beast Xi Menghu of the Dream Path, right? That would be too much of a waste of his time.

"Nine great dream seeds..."

"The Opening Ceremony..."

"Put yourself into the Eastern Wilderness Continent..."

"Shang Yaoqin, Tang Tianlong..."

The jade slips placed one after another on the jade table were picked up by Hong Yuan and put down again.

During this process, he gradually sketched out a rough idea in his mind.

I learned that both the Eastern Wasteland Alliance and the Daxuan Dynasty have a Great Dream Seed, and that they are preparing for the awakening ceremony in one month. After the awakening, they will go into the battlefield for training.

The former is named Shang Yaoqin, and she is a female cultivator of Miaoyin Pavilion.

The latter's name is Tang Tianlong, and he is the eighteenth prince of the Daxuan Dynasty.

It didn't take long for Hong Yuan to look through the many jade slips of information.

He gently closed his eyes and began to think about whether he could gain benefits here and whether he could advance his dream path attainments.

"The magical power of wisdom—Seven Stars in a row!"

In the shocked eyes of the Fengxi Sect elders, starlight suddenly bloomed behind Hong Yuan, and seven phantoms of stars began to appear. Afterwards, they condensed into a star field.

After only a moment, Hong Yuan put away his magical power and slowly opened his eyes.

He can establish a good relationship in advance with the Miaoyin Pavilion where Shang Yaoqin, the seed of the dream, is located, and prepare to plan the secrets of the Dream Dao that Shang Yaoqin carries, so as to enhance his attainments in the Dream Dao and achieve the status of the supreme master of the Dream Dao as soon as possible.

It is true that as long as Hua Menghuang repeatedly defeats powerful enemies, he Hongyuan can learn the secret of the Dream Dao.

But at the same time, Hua Menghuang himself will also learn the secret of the Dream Dao. He has to be a few positions ahead of Hua Menghuang, so that he will not slip into the world at the last critical moment if his good disciple steals his home.

That's ridiculous.

Hong Yuan wasn't worried at all about whether he could establish a connection, because he was quite sociable.

He planned to start with Ye Zhuyin, Shang Yaoqin's direct senior sister, and use roundabout tactics.

Not only is he a ten-thousand-year-old monster, but he also has powerful slave attainments, so devious tactics are definitely not a problem.

By chance, he learned from intelligence that Ye Zhuyin had a grudge against Qiu Wuxi, the current military leader of Miaoyin Pavilion, and Qiu Wuxi seemed to be Lin Buying's confidante.

Coupled with some dirty grudges from the past, Hong Yuan planned to suppress Lin Bujing in order to make Ye Zhuyin return to his heart!

"Shang Yaoqin, Tang Tianlong, Ye Zhuyin, Qiu Wuxi, Lin Bujing..."

Hong Yuan, who was thinking clearly, had a relaxed expression and a smile, and tapped the document with the five fingers of his right hand.

Seeing that Hong Yuan's matter had been dealt with, the depressing atmosphere inside the ancient chariot was gone. The elders and true successors who were making waves in the outside world all looked relieved.

This is Hong Yuan’s terrifying and oppressive feeling as the first mortal man!

If I don't speak first when spring comes, which insect will dare to make a sound?

…

That night.

The bright sun has disappeared, and the bright moon is in the sky.

The sky at night seemed to be covered with a black gauze, making the journey of the ancient chariot seem a bit difficult.

While everyone inside the ancient chariot was still having a banquet and enjoying the feast, Hong Yuan, who was sitting on the main seat, raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had found something interesting.

The elders and true disciples in the field were all human spirits. It was at this moment that they suddenly became quiet when they noticed Hong Yuan's strangeness, and each of them waited for Hong Yuan's instructions.

Seeing that his every move moved everyone's hearts, Hong Yuan suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Once upon a time, if he wanted to succeed in Fengxi Sect, he had to look at the face of his senior brother Zhu Wushang, look at the face of his senior brother Mo Jiuyou...

The current status of these elders and true successors is not inferior to that of senior brothers Zhu Wushang and Mo Jiuyou, and there are even a few whose status is not far different from that of his master Lin Daoyan.

But now, the person who needs to look at other people's faces to make a living is no longer Hong Yuan, but these powerful beings.

"Senior brother and master, you can leave in peace. From now on, Fengxi Sect, we should respect our Honghuo Peak lineage!" Hong Yuan raised the golden jade bottle cup, drank the wine in one gulp, and thought to himself.

After a while, he began to give orders: "Elder Lan, you go to guard the east side of the chariot. Elder Gan, you go to guard the west side of the chariot..."

One after another, the elders and true disciples were summoned by Hong Yuan, and they left as soon as they were summoned.

But they did not dare to raise any objections and accepted the orders one after another, even though they did not feel that a foreign enemy was coming!

Because they all know very well that Hong Yuan's title of "Feng Taoist" was not just blown away, it was forged with the blood and tears of one martial arts genius after another!

now.

Hong Yuan was the only one left inside the ancient chariot.

Under the moonlight, Hong Yuan, wearing a mysterious black robe, sat high in the main seat, feeling a little lonely.

"Peak Master Hong's power has become more and more solemn. If he hadn't rebelled against the suppression of the holy formation, I'm afraid he would have become a saint long ago..." Outside, Elder Lan held a blue spear in his hand and said silently in his heart.

He looked forward and thought to himself: "I don't know what kind of existence will come."

Not long after, Elder Lan suddenly felt a little cold in his body.

It was at this moment that his pupils shrank suddenly, secretly thinking something was wrong.

Because with his fifth-level advanced cultivation, the mere cold wind was not enough to make his hair stand on end.

"Woo..."

"Woooo..."

Waves of wailing and roaring sounds sounded.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, a dense group of golden arrow griffins was revealed.

These golden arrow griffins have slender bodies and strong postures, and their golden inverted feathers look like sharp swords. The black griffins' golden eyes and hard claws all exude a cold and fierce light.

A herd of beasts!

A herd of golden arrow gryphons!

And judging from Elder Lan's perception alone, there is probably not only one Golden Arrow Griffin, King of Beasts, but there are probably more than six of them.

Because the sky at this moment has completely turned into a golden ocean.

Subconsciously, Elder Lan recalled Hong Yuan's early warning, and couldn't help but feel frightened. If it hadn't been for Hong Yuan's early warning, I'm afraid they would have lost one or two of their fellow disciples.

However, Elder Lan couldn't help but think about how unfathomable Hong Yuan's strength must be?

"The number one mortal man, there is no deceitful person despite his great reputation." Elder Lan admired in his heart, and immediately held the cyan spear tightly in his hand, calmly facing the golden arrow gryphons and thousands of beasts.

Not only was Elder Lan shocked by Hong Yuan's advance warning, but the other elders and true disciples assigned to the task were also secretly frightened.

Is Hong Yuan’s strength approaching infinitely close to that of the Saint!?

"My own strength..." Inside the chariot, Hong Yuan gently clenched his fists and looked at his mysterious black robe.

The Xuanhei Taoist Robe is an extremely special beast-controlling space. Inside it contains Hongyuan's army of hundreds of thousands of bee beasts and worms!

Nowadays, the strength of his body is at its absolute peak.

Under the restrictions of the Rebellion Holy Formation, I am afraid that only the Dream Seeds of the same realm as him can fight with him, and they must be among the top three Dream Seeds.

Even if Emperor Longyang's son Dongzhi Sheng were to confront him Hong Yuan under the Rebellion Holy Formation, it might not be easy.

The wild beast Xi Menghu was even more unbearable to Hong Yuan.

And this is Hong Yuan’s confidence to suppress everything!!!

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Miaoyin Pavilion is one of the dominant sects in the Eastern Wilds Divine Continent. Its strength and foundation are only second to powerful sects such as Fengxi Sect and Qinglu Taoist Temple.

The practitioners of this sect are mostly handsome men and beautiful women, who major in music. Once there emerged a quasi-emperor of music, whose magical power of "Great Wind Song" immediately caused great suffering to the destiny of the demon clan of that generation.

Shang Yaoqin, one of the nine great dream seeds of this era, was born here.
To be continued...