The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

The Holy Emperor of the Fiery Sun looked at the ruined Shenxuan Continent with a sigh: "We won after all."

"Yeah, we won."

Other powerful people from the continent who still had auras also spoke up.

"A hero doesn't ask for a return date, only for a life without regrets. We've done everything we can to protect this continent and your smiles. Now, it's time for us to rest."

"Though my body may decay, my aspirations live on. The world is vast and will eventually come to an end, but the path of cultivation is long and should be like a river flowing into the sea, flowing endlessly. After we leave, may you hold fast to your original aspirations and forge ahead courageously."

After the Holy Emperor of the Fiery Sun finished speaking, he and the others escaped into the void, transforming themselves into rules to repair the broken void.

Zhang Chentian came to his senses and sat limply on the ground.

The expressions on his face kept changing from anger to emotion to sympathy, and he was unconsciously deeply affected by the scene in his mind.

Before he could come to his senses, there was a person sitting on the main seat of the stone hall in front of him, quietly looking at Zhang Chentian who was lost in thought.

After a while, Zhang Chentian exhaled a breath of foul air, and suddenly saw a man with eyes like swords and eyebrows like stars sitting on the main seat of the stone hall.

A young man who exudes an incomparable sharp aura, but is seven points similar to the Holy Emperor of the Fiery Sun.

"Holy Emperor of the Fiery Sun? Are you still alive?"

"Three hundred thousand years have passed. Someone has finally arrived? Why did it take so long? Also, boy, why are you so weak? What's the current situation on the continent?"

The young man on the main seat did not answer Zhang Chentian's question, but asked Zhang Chentian instead.

"Uh, Senior, the continent is now divided into five continents..."

Although Zhang Chentian was a little confused by the question, he quickly organized his thoughts and told the young man on the main seat everything he knew.

"Alas, it seems that the bloody battle three hundred thousand years ago has not been fully recovered. The once intact continent is now broken into five pieces."

"And the place where I suppressed the Demon Saint has become so remote. From what you said, this secret realm only appeared more than a thousand years ago. No wonder you are the only one who came here after so many years." The young man sighed.

"As for your previous question, I am not the Holy Emperor of the Fiery Sun. I am only at the Great Saint level, and I am still very far from the Holy Emperor level. I am the son of the Holy Emperor of the Fiery Sun, Yan Zhan."

The young man looked at the reserved Zhang Chentian below with a half-smile.

"You saw this war today. What do you think?"

Yan Zhan said to Zhang Chentian.

"I don't have much to say, Senior. If this happens again, I will fight to the end, if for no other reason than to protect the people I want to protect."

Zhang Chentian said with a firm look.

"What a way to protect the one you want to protect. It was because of this belief that those powerful men back then were able to repel the invasion of the demons."

Yan Zhan looked at Zhang Chentian with admiration.

"Come here, I will teach you some heavenly martial arts techniques to help you reach the top of the world."

Yan Zhan said with a hint of anxiety on his face.

"Senior, I don't want any martial arts skills. Besides, I have ice element martial bones, which are not suitable for the martial arts skills you practice." Zhang Chentian was about to walk out of the stone hall with a look of regret on his face.

"Stop!" Perhaps noticing that there was something wrong with his tone, he said to Zhang Chentian with a smile:

"You should have told me earlier, little brother. I also have an ice-attributed heavenly-level technique. Come here and I'll pass it on to you."

"Forget it, senior, I'd better leave. I can't take your skills for nothing." Zhang Chentian said as he raised his foot and was about to leave.

"Leave? Boy, if you don't accept my toast, then I'll punish you. Now that you're here, don't leave. Just let me possess your body."

At the end, he stopped pretending, and a monstrous demonic energy erupted from Yan Zhan's body, and a ball of black mist attacked Zhang Chentian.

"Humph, I knew you had evil intentions."

Zhang Chentian snorted coldly and ran out of the stone hall without hesitation.

"Hehehe, so what if you've been discovered? You ant, you still want to escape?"

The black fog monster laughed.

Zhang Chentian quickly left the stone hall. About a minute later, Yan Zhan regained consciousness.

"Well done, little brother. In all these years, you are the first person who has not been bewitched by him."

"Hehehe, Yan Zhan, so what? Do you think he can leave this forbidden place without getting rid of me?"

Black Mist taunted.

"Hmph, old Demon Soul, today is the day you die!"

"Hehehe, Yan Zhan, if you could kill me, you would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"

The black fog seemed to have heard something funny.

"Little brother, how many spirit stones do you have on you?" Yan Zhan ignored his ridicule and said to Zhang Chentian while resisting the black fog from entering his body.

"Senior, I only have 160,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Zhang Chentian responded outside the hall.

"One hundred and sixty thousand? That's enough. This area has been affected by this old demon and all the spiritual energy has been lost. I can't destroy it. Can you throw those one hundred and sixty thousand spirit stones into the stone hall?" There was a hint of pleading in Yan Zhan's tone.

Zhang Chentian looked at Yan Zhan in surprise, but soon regained his composure and nodded seriously:

"No problem, Senior. It is the responsibility of each of us to eradicate this demon."

After saying that, Zhang Chentian took out all 160,000 spirit stones from the storage bag without hesitation and quickly threw them into the stone hall.

The moment the spirit stones entered the hall, they all exploded, releasing a rich spiritual energy. The entire stone hall was instantly filled with spiritual energy, as if it were in a fairyland.

"Hahaha, old Demon Soul, you and I have been fighting for three hundred thousand years, and now we finally understand each other!"

Yan Zhan threw his head back and laughed, his laughter revealing endless heroism and relief.

"Little brother, you have to watch this sword carefully, because it will be very cool!"

There was a fiery light flashing in Yan Zhan's eyes, and then he swung the giant flaming sword in his hand violently, slashing towards the magic fog.

A raging fire erupted in the hall, and the flaming giant sword transformed into countless giant flaming swords, encircling the demonic fog. The demonic fog roared and turned to ashes, completely disappearing from the world.

"Huh... I finally got rid of this old guy..."

Yan Zhan let out a long sigh, turned to look at Zhang Chentian outside the hall, and said with a smile: "Boy outside, come in."

Zhang Chentian looked at Yan Zhan cautiously, thinking to himself:

"Senior just called me little brother, and now he calls me kid. This change of attitude is too fast."

"Why, boy, are you afraid that I will take over your body? Do you think I still have that ability?"

Zhang Chentian felt more at ease as he watched the figure that was about to disappear in front of him.

"You are really cautious, kid. Although your cultivation is not high, you are much better than those who came in before with slightly higher cultivation. In the past thousand years, there have been several people who have come here."

"But none of them could resist the devil's temptation and were possessed by him. In the end, they all died. Their bodies were simply too weak."

Yan Zhan didn't know whether he was talking to Zhang Chentian or to himself.

“Boy, you have quite a talent. You have a mid-grade Heavenly Rank Ice Elemental Martial Bone, and it seems you have a special physique, but it hasn’t awakened yet. At least it’s a Saint Body.

This talent is not inferior to mine at all, but the cultivation method is too bad, isn't it? A top-grade yellow rank, is that something for people to cultivate?"

Zhang Chentian felt like a thousand horses were running wildly in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Today is also thanks to you, kid. I have used up all your spirit stones, and I don't have anything good to give you. The good things were all consumed in the battle."

"I'll give you this storage ring and the little gadgets inside, as well as the skills and martial arts I practiced, as a thank you gift."

As he spoke, Yan Zhan handed over a storage ring.

"Finally, on the throne there is a..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Zhan's figure began to dissipate, turning into bursts of starlight and entering Zhang Chentian's body.