War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

“Duan Ling Tian!”

A melodious voice that carried a hint of joy rang in the air as Duan Ling Tian ended his conversation with Murong Sui Feng through Voice Transmission. As soon as he heard the voice, he knew who it belonged to.

“You’re here as well?” Duan Ling Tian looked at the members of the Hidden Fog Sect before his eyes landed on a beautiful woman comparable to Murong Yin Yue.

Tang Wu Yan’s gaze was complex as she looked at Duan Ling Tian. Her expression was slightly sad. She wanted to forget about Duan Ling Tian and seemed to have successfully done so as time passed. However, as soon as she saw him, her heart skipped a beat, and all the feelings she had buried in her heart resurfaced again, causing her heart to beat rapidly in her chest.

“H-how are you?” Tang Wu Yan asked a few beats later after she regained her composure.

“I’m good,” Duan Ling Tian replied.

Tang Wu Yan fell silently, waiting for Duan Ling Tian to ask about her.

Duan Ling Tian sighed inwardly and pretended he did not notice the glimmer of hope in Tang Wu Yan’s eyes as he shifted his gaze away from her. He glanced at the people from the Hidden Fog Sect and discovered that apart from Murong Sui Feng, Qian Yin, Supreme Elder Lei, and Tang Wu Yan, the others were all strangers to him. Then, he looked at Hou Qing Ning who was no longer so cold to Murong Yin Yue.

‘Based on the current situation, it’s likely that when his father goes to the Murong clan to propose marriage on his behalf, he might not even ask Murong Yin Yue about it…’ Duan Ling Tian thought to himself.

Meanwhile, Qian Yin and Supreme Elder Lei led the others to greet the leaders of the Linghu clan and the Murong clan. Since they were all from lord-rank forces in the same area, they were naturally familiar with each other.

When the leaders of the three major lord-rank forces got together, they chatted happily. It was as though the conflict between the Linghu clan and the Hidden Fog Sect did not happen at all. After all, the conflict had been resolved as soon as the Hidden Fog Sect announced they were cutting all ties with Supreme Elder Feng and had expelled those with ties to Supreme Elder Feng from the Hidden Fog Sect. With that, there was no reason for the Linghu clan to hold a grudge against the Hidden Fog Sect anymore.

When the group of the 10,000 Devils Sect arrived, Qian Yin and Supreme Elder Lei’s expressions darkened immediately. The leaders of the 10,000 Devils Sect were a middle-aged man and an old man.

Duan Ling Tian found the old man rather familiar. When he shifted his gaze to the young man following closely behind the young man, his lips curled up into a faint sneer.

‘No wonder I find him familiar. He’s the 10,000 Devils Sect’s Supreme Elder Du Zhan…’

Du Zhan was the Supreme Elder of the 10,000 Devils Sect. His status was comparable to Supreme Elder Lei’s in the Hidden Fog Sect.

As for the young man standing behind Du Zhan, it was none other than his second grandson, Du Qian Jun, whom Duan Ling Tian had met in the Divine Sanctuary left behind by Qin Wu, an Emperor of Gods.

As for the other young man standing behind Du Zhan who resembled both Du Zhan and Du Qian Jun, Duan Ling Tian knew who he was despite not meeting him before. He must be Du Po Jun, Du Zhan’s eldest grandson. Du Po Jun was second only to Yang Qian Ye, the son of the Sect Leader of the 10,000 Devils Sect, in the sect. It was said that despite being an advanced King of Gods, many ordinary Lords of Gods were no match for him.

While Duan Ling Tian looked at the trio, the trio was also looking at Duan Ling Tian. When Du Zhan and Du Po Jun followed Du Qian Jun’s eyes that were trained on Duan Ling Tian, Du Qian Jun had pointed Duan Ling Tian out to them through Voice Transmission.

After Du Zhan and Du Po Jun looked away, Du Qian Jun said to Duan Ling Tian in a low voice through Voice Transmission, “Duan Ling Tian, I didn’t expect you and Wu Feng to be the final winners in the Divine Sanctuary.”

Du Qian Jun could not conceal the resentment in his voice at all.

“You’re just unlucky,” Duan Ling Tian replied nonchalantly with a contemptuous smile on his face, “Although we were sent to different places, they’re the same. The way to unlock the Divine Sanctuary was also the same. You were just a step slower. Do you know why you were slower?”

“Why?” Du Qian Jun had asked himself this question for years. At that time, he had investigated every nook and cranny in the hall where the statue was located, but he did not find any secret mechanisms or hidden Formations.

“Do you want to know?” Duan Ling Tian asked before he added, “I’ll tell you if you pay me 100,000 divine rocks.”

Du Qian Jun was furious when he heard Duan Ling Tian’s words. He glared at Duan Ling Tian as he said, “Duan Ling Tian, do you treat me as a fool?!”

“Of course not,” Duan Ling Tian replied nonchalantly, “Don’t tell me the grandson of a Supreme Elder of the 10,000 Devils Sect doesn’t even have 100,000 divine rocks to spare? How pitiful. I’ll give you a 50% discount. You’ll just have to pay me 50,000 divine rocks for the answer.”

Du Qian Jun’s expression grew even more unsightly. If it were not because of his lacking strength and the situation now, he would have attacked Duan Ling Tian. Alas, he had no choice but to endure his anger. He stared at Duan Ling Tian with eyes as sharp as knives. He cursed as he thought to himself to comfort himself, ‘There’s no need to bother with someone who’s about to die. He won’t survive after joining the Flying Dragon Sect. Not only is Senior Granduncle an inner elder of the Flying Dragon Sect, but he’s also in-laws with Vice Sect Leader Xue. It’ll be easy for him to kill an inner disciple who’s just joined the Flying Dragon Sect.’

With this thought in mind, Du Qian Jun’s expression eased greatly. Then, he no longer bothered with Duan Ling Tian.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man, who led the group of 10,000 Devils Sect disciples over, smiled and said, “Greetings, Clan Leader Murong, Supreme Elder Zheng Xing.”

The middle-aged man’s eyes were hostile as he looked at Qian Yin and Supreme Elder Lei.

This man was none other than Lan Qing, the Sect Leader of the 10,000 Devils Sect.

Duan Ling Tian found out about Lan Qing’s identity after listening to Lan Qing’s exchange with the others. Since he knew the Hidden Fog Sect and the 10,000 Devils Sect were enemies, he was not surprised by the animosity between the two parties.

“Sect Leader Qian Yin,” Lan Qing looked at Qian Yin contemptuously as he said, “The Hidden Fog Sect seems to be lacking outstanding disciples to participate in the Latent Dragon Grand Contest. It’s best if you withdraw your members from the contest. I’m afraid my members will accidentally kill yours during the contest.”

The others from the Hidden Fog Sect were naturally infuriated by Lan Qing’s words.

Qian Yin sneered before he said, “Sect Leader Lan Qing, the Latent Dragon Grand Contest has yet to start, but you’re already boasting? Perhaps, you should worry about your members being killed by mine instead.”

“Oh?” Lan Qing laughed before he pointed at Du Po Jun, who was standing at the back, and said, “This is our core disciple, Du Po Jun. Why don’t we make a bet? The Hidden Fog Sect can select two disciples to go against Du Po Jun at the same time? If you lose, you’ll have to pay me a million divine rocks, and vice versa. What do you think?”

A disdainful smile appeared on Lan Qing’s face when he finished speaking. Duan Ling Tian thought it was a pity he was no longer a member of the Hidden Fog Sect. Otherwise, he would be able to earn a million divine rocks.

When Qian Yin did not respond, Lan Qing continued to say, “Sect Leader Qian Yin, are you afraid? I’ve been generous enough to allow two Hidden Fog Sect’s disciples to fight against my disciple alone. Is there no one talented in the Hidden Fog Sect?”

At this time, the disciples of the Hidden Fog Sect instinctively shifted their eyes to a grey-clad young man and a green-clad young man. Both of them were advanced Kings of Gods and ranked in the top three among the core disciples. Before Shangguang Xiong Feng’s death, he was ranked in the top three with the duo. Shangguang Xiong Feng was ranked third because he was an intermediate King of Gods at that time.

‘It’d be embarrassing if the Hidden Fog Sect refuses the bet,’ Duan Ling Tian thought to himself as he looked at the crowd that was slowly gathering after hearing the commotion.