My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

A trace of admiration flashed in everyone's eyes, "The young emperor's broad mind is admirable!"

Jiang Chen nodded slightly and didn't say much.

He just looked at everyone and released his aura!

This aura is not only the pressure of his cultivation, but also the manifestation of his own understanding of martial arts and will.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, clouds gathered, and strong winds blew up dead leaves and sand.

The entire dense forest seemed to be suppressed by this breath, emitting a low humming sound.

--boom!

The momentum was like the collapse of the sky, suddenly pressing down on everyone.

Mu Changfeng, Zhao Wuhen and other disciples turned pale in an instant, and their bodies shook as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their backs.

There were even a few disciples who fell to their knees with a "thump".

Their foreheads were pressed to the ground, sweat was pouring down their foreheads, and even breathing seemed to be becoming difficult.

"what!"

Someone groaned in pain, as if seeing countless horrific scenes that overwhelmed their minds.

At this moment, Jiang Chen's aura was not only suppressing their bodies, but also destroying their will!

Countless horrifying scenes emerged in everyone's consciousness.

Some saw themselves trapped in endless darkness, completely consumed by loneliness and fear.

Some people see themselves facing unbeatable enemies, falling down countless times, failing countless times, and their spirits are completely shattered.

Some people saw what they feared most - the death of their loved ones, the destruction of their sect, and themselves becoming a meaningless existence.

All kinds of illusions, like countless sharp blades, stabbed madly into the depths of their souls!

In less than three breaths, more than ten people collapsed to the ground.

They were gasping for breath, their eyes were blank, and they looked extremely weak.

"I... I can't hold on any longer..." Another person spoke weakly, then fainted and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"This level of pressure is simply not something we celestial beings can withstand!" Another person trembled, his eyes full of despair.

At this moment, looking at the whole place, only Mu Changfeng and Zhao Wuhen were still gritting their teeth and persevering.

Mu Changfeng's legs had begun to tremble uncontrollably, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

He clenched his teeth, veins bulged on his forehead, but his eyes were full of stubbornness.

"Can't fall...I absolutely can't fall!"

He kept repeating this sentence in his mind, trying to steady his shaky will.

The situation on Zhao Wuhen's side is also not optimistic.

His body was almost stiff, his back arched, as if he was trying to hold up a mountain that was about to collapse.

His face was distorted by the force, but there was a hint of unwillingness and madness in his eyes.

"One time of embarrassment is enough."

"This time, you want me to collapse like everyone else? I won't accept it!!"

Zhao Wuhen tried hard to hold on.

But the pressure released by Jiang Chen became increasingly intense.

That force seemed to have life, constantly eroding his will and spirit, causing his body to tremble wildly, as if he would fall down at the next moment.

At this time, someone nearby whispered, "Look, Senior Brother Zhao...he can't hold on any longer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wuhen suddenly staggered, as if to confirm his words.

The eyes of the Xuantian Dao Sect disciples froze, and some even couldn't bear to look any longer.

"It's over... Even Senior Brother Zhao is about to fall. Who else can pass the Young Emperor's test?"

"Hey, is this a test that anyone can really pass?"

However, just when everyone had given up hope on Zhao Wuhen.

Just when Zhao Wuhen's body was about to touch the ground, he gritted his teeth, stomped his legs, and managed to stabilize his body.

"Young Emperor, I, Zhao Wuhen, will never let you down!"

The roar was filled with crazy obsession, shocking everyone present.

On the other side, Mu Changfeng was also struggling to hold on.

His eyes were bloodshot.

The originally upright body is now slightly bent.

To be honest, he had never encountered such a force before - it was as if the heaven and earth were rejecting him, as if his existence was redundant.

This indescribable terror caused the indestructible Dao heart in his heart to faintly show cracks.

"Why do you insist?" A voice echoed in his mind, "Give up. This kind of power is far beyond your ability to withstand..."

But at this moment, another voice suddenly rang out: "No! I am Mu Changfeng! I must not give up!"

Countless images emerged in his mind.

Finally, it turned into the back of the young emperor.

"If I can't even uphold the most basic principles of a person like the Young Emperor, what qualifications do I have to follow him?"

Thinking of this, his originally bent body gradually straightened up.

Seeing this, the people around couldn't help but show complicated expressions.

"Senior Brother Zhao can actually still stand firm... What kind of willpower does this require?"

"Senior Brother Mu, too... This pressure is too terrifying. I'm almost out of breath just standing here..."

"This is a true genius... and we are so far behind."

Baptized under the pressure of Jiang Chen.

Every second felt like a long torture.

The two men's bodies were like candles in the wind, swaying slightly and looking like they could fall down at any time.

At this time, Mu Changfeng's legs had completely lost their strength and it was extremely difficult for him to support himself.

But he gritted his teeth, with only one thought in his mind: "I can't fall! I can't let the young emperor down!"

Zhao Wuhen's face was flushed, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, his breathing was rapid, and almost every breath was accompanied by severe pain.

He gritted his teeth secretly, "I, Zhao Wuhen, must not lose face like this!"

Just when the two of them were shaking and almost losing consciousness and falling, the terrifying pressure suddenly dissipated.

Mu Changfeng and Zhao Wuhen's bodies suddenly relaxed and they both collapsed to the ground, as if they had been pulled back from the brink of death.

"Hu——" Zhao Wuhen was breathing heavily, his whole body soaked with sweat, looking extremely embarrassed.

Mu Changfeng was also breathing heavily, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat, but there was an unconcealable joy in his eyes.

The two of them looked in the direction of Jiang Chen at the same time and said in a trembling voice: "Young Emperor, we...we did it..."

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile between his brows.

He glanced at the two of them in turn and nodded slightly.

"You've passed."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it gently. Two streams of light flashed out from the void and landed steadily in the hands of the two men.

Mu Changfeng and Zhao Wuhen were stunned at first.

He immediately lowered his head and saw a white jade token in his hand.

The surface of the token exudes a warm luster, and a large "Chen" character is carved in the middle.

"This token is your proof of following me."

"From today on, you will belong to me, Jiang Chen."

Upon hearing this, Mu Changfeng and Zhao Wuhen simultaneously bowed their hands, their voices filled with gratitude and awe, "Thank you, Young Emperor, for your order! We will follow you until death and will never let you down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he carefully put the token into the space ring.

Then, he slowly stood up with the help of the disciples beside him.

The two stretched out their trembling fingers, took out the pills from the space ring and swallowed them.

After closing his eyes and regulating his breathing for a while, his pale face finally recovered a little.

Zhao Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Chen with awe in his eyes.

The test just now was like a life-and-death experience on the brink of death.

Mu Changfeng took a deep breath and bowed to Jiang Chen, "Young Emperor, do you have any other instructions?"

Jiang Chen glanced at the two calmly and asked calmly, "What level is the sect behind you in the Xuantian Realm?"

When these words were spoken, Mu Changfeng and Zhao Wuhen were both stunned, with looks of surprise on their faces.

They looked at each other, with a hint of disbelief in their eyes.

"The Young Emperor actually asked such a question... Could it be..."

It should be noted that both the Luochen Sword Sect and the Xuantian Dao Sect are powerful forces that are well-known in the Xuantian Realm.

It is not an exaggeration to say that anyone who practices cultivation cannot have not heard of this name.

If someone really doesn't know, then it only means one thing...

Zhao Wuhen was the first to react, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Sure enough, the Young Emperor is not from the Xuantian Realm!"

Thinking of this, his heart trembled, and at the same time he felt that it made sense.

After all, if a powerful person whose name has never been heard of but possesses such terrifying strength comes from the Xuantian Realm, how could he not be known?

Mu Changfeng frowned slightly, his eyes full of thought, but he didn't ask any more questions. He quickly bowed and replied, "Young Emperor, my Luochen Sword Sect is famous in Xuantian Realm for its swordsmanship. There are countless sword cultivators in the sect, and the sect master is among the strongest, known as the number one swordsman in Xuantian Realm."

“Although I dare not boast, among the many forces in Xuantian Realm, our sect is definitely the strongest.”

After saying this, a hint of pride appeared between his brows.

This kind of pride is not deliberate, but is rooted in the heart and is the confidence in the sect's profound foundation.

Zhao Wuhen, who was standing by, sneered when he heard this and couldn't help but interrupt, "Oh, if it were in the past, my Xuantian Dao Sect would have been the undisputed number one, right?"

Mu Changfeng turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows, and said mercilessly: "You said it was in the past."

Zhao Wuhen's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Humph! It's just a momentary glory, what's there to be proud of?"

"Simply speaking of foundation, how can your Luochen Sword Sect compare to our Xuantian Dao Sect?"

"Our sect is full of powerful people. Our founder Feng Wuji was once the master of the Sitianjian under the command of the Human Emperor. He was an unparalleled figure who dominated an entire era!"

Mu Changfeng snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his tone: "Yes, you did have a Feng Zushi, but that is a thing of the past."

"Now, we have a master, do you have one in Xuantian Dao Sect?"

Zhao Wuhen was startled and said angrily, "Emperor Ye Jian is indeed powerful, but compared to Patriarch Feng, he is still far behind!"

Mu Changfeng smiled faintly, his voice light and airy, "Yes, yes, you are right, but we have the Lord Sect Master, and you don't."

This sentence instantly made Zhao Wuhen so angry that his chest felt stuffy.

Even the injuries that had barely healed just now began to ache again.

He couldn't help but pat his chest, his face livid, and said coldly: "Mu Changfeng, stop showing off!"

Mu Changfeng took a glance and said with a smile: "Are you jealous?"

Zhao Wuhen: "Enough! Shut up!!"

Jiang Chen listened to the argument between the two people with a normal expression, but there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

He actually got a lot of useful information from the conversation:

Ye Jianhuang, the leader of Luochen Sword Sect, is the best swordsman in the world and is feared by everyone in Xuantian Realm.

Although the Xuantian Taoist Sect is not as prosperous as the Luochen Sword Sect now, it has a profound foundation. Its founder Feng Wuji was once the master of the Sitianjian under the Human Emperor. The profound heritage he left behind allows the sect to still have a strong voice in the Xuantian Realm.

Ever since the Human Emperor came to this world to preach three million years ago, many major forces in the Xuantian Realm have been related to this senior.

Thoughts flashed through.

Jiang Chen looked at the two of them and said casually, "Since the sects behind you are all top forces in this world, you must know more about the situation in this Youlan Wasteland than I do."

"Tell me, are there any other powerful beasts nearby?"

Although I don’t know how many points I have earned now.

But to be on the safe side and strive for a higher ranking, you need to hunt more ferocious beasts.

As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Changfeng and Zhao Wuhen immediately stopped arguing, raised their heads and looked at Jiang Chen.

Zhao Wuhen couldn't help swallowing and said cautiously, "Young Emperor, there are indeed many ferocious beasts in the Youlan Wasteland, but..."

He changed the subject and spoke hesitantly, "I don't know what happened. Most of them hid themselves and were hard to find. As for the top saints, most of them went to the core area. They caused quite a stir and were discovered by people from our sect."

"As for the top saints who remain, they should not be underestimated, but with the strength of the Young Emperor..."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Speak to the point."

Zhao Wuhen's back stiffened, and he nodded hurriedly, "Yes! According to the map drawn by our sect's elders, there's a place called 'Sky Flame Valley' in the southeast of this wasteland. Several ferocious beasts at the mid-level of the Saint Realm have been found living there."

"And in the northwest, in the area of ​​'Wan Gu Ridge', there are also ferocious beasts at the initial and even mid-stage Saint Realm roaming around."

Mu Changfeng continued, "The Sky Flame Valley is covered in flames year-round. Ordinary cultivators in the Heavenly Realm cannot even get close to it. The ferocious beasts within are extremely dangerous."

"Wan Gu Ridge is a deadly wasteland. It's said that many cultivators perished there, leaving piles of corpses. Over time, this has attracted many powerful beasts..."

After listening to what the two said, Jiang Chen frowned slightly and said in a cold voice, "Is there no one more powerful?"

Zhao Wuhen and Mu Changfeng looked at each other, and a chill rose in their hearts at the same time.

Then, they asked tentatively, "Young Emperor, are you saying...?"

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp light flashing in his eyes, "Is there any trace of the Saint King?"

These words struck the two of them like a bolt of lightning, causing them to involuntarily gasp.

Mu Changfeng's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but whisper a reminder: "Young Emperor, the Saint King... that's an existence that even many ancestors of the Holy Land dare not easily provoke..."

Zhao Wuhen swallowed his saliva and continued, "Yes, even if the sect gave us the coordinates, those dangerous places were only there to remind us to avoid them, not to get close to them, let alone hunt them."

Although the two tried to speak calmly, they could no longer conceal the shock in their hearts.

What is the concept of a Sage King?

He is the peerless powerful man standing at the top of Xuantian Realm.

Even the strongest people in many weak holy places would avoid him when they heard his name.

Just as they said just now, this kind of existence cannot be touched by ordinary monks.

Not to mention, many Saint Kings went to the core area for some unknown reason.

Even if the corresponding coordinates are provided, it may be difficult to find the other party's trace.