The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

"It seems that your chances of winning the championship this time are very high, but you should not be careless. As far as I know, Yuan Chao, the son of Yuan Haoran, the head of the Yuan family, is not only gifted, but also possesses the body of a Brahma Soul King.

This is one of the most suitable physiques for cultivating spiritual power, and it has a unique advantage in this area. It is said that he has now reached the realm of a sixth-level top-grade formation master. "Zhou Qi said solemnly.

Zhang Chentian frowned slightly after hearing this, secretly surprised: "I didn't expect the Yuan family to have such a genius!"

Zhou Qi continued, "Gu Yun from the Formation Master Guild of Huanzhen Lingzun City has a high level of attainment in formation techniques. Ling Mubai from the eighth-grade Lingxiao Palace is also a person whose formation skills should not be underestimated.

There is also Dai Hao, the Young Master of the Phantom Palace, an eighth-rank faction. They are all sixth-rank, top-grade formation masters. They will all be formidable opponents for you in this competition."

Zhang Chentian nodded seriously, with a determined light in his eyes.

Seeing his serious attitude, Zhou Qi nodded secretly and continued, "Besides, there may be other dark horses emerging in the competition.

After all, at such a grand event, there will always be someone who makes a big splash.

So, you have to be fully prepared and don't take it lightly. It's not easy to win the championship."

"Okay, I understand, teacher. I will do my best in this competition." After listening to Zhou Qi's narration, Zhang Chentian clenched his fists and replied.

"Okay, there is still about a month left before the Great Yan Dynasty. You should go and practice first. I will call you if you encounter any trouble that I can't solve." Zhou Qi said.

He knew very well that this period of time was very important for Zhang Chentian, as it would allow him to better improve his strength.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work along the way, Teacher." Zhang Chentian did not refuse, because he knew that he needed more time to practice and prepare.

He stood up and walked towards the room, ready to start his retreat and practice.

Time flies like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, a month has passed quietly.

During this period, Zhang Chentian devoted himself to cultivation, constantly breaking through himself and improving his strength.

Zhou Qi is responsible for safety and itinerary arrangements along the way.

Finally, they arrived at their destination - the Great Yan Imperial City.

The city is like a huge city floating in the clouds, giving people a shocking visual impact.

The walls of the Great Yan Imperial City are towering into the clouds, built of ancient and mysterious spiritual rocks.

Strange runes flicker on the city walls, as if telling the city’s long history and glorious past.

The city gate was bustling with people and monks came in an endless stream. They came from different places, carrying their own dreams and pursuits.

When Zhang Chentian stepped into the city gate, a loud noise came into his ears, as deafening as thunder.

The streets were crowded with people, and the monks were wearing various robes, creating a colorful picture.

These robes represent the sect or family they belong to, and show their unique identity and status.

Danhua monks can be seen everywhere. Some of them carry long swords on their backs, and the light of the gem on the hilt resonates with their own Dan Qi, shining brightly; some hold whisks in their hands, and every wave of them brings up wisps of spiritual energy fluctuations.

And spiritual realm monks are no longer rare, they are like bright stars dotted among the crowd.

Some spiritual realm monks flashed and appeared several feet away, while others strolled in the air, with the spiritual energy under their feet gathering into gorgeous lotus flowers, attracting the monks below to look up.

Shops are lined up on both sides of the street.

There is a shop selling elixirs. The halo emitted by the elixirs shines through the jade bottles, as dreamy and hazy as a dream; in the magic weapon shop, the spiritual power fluctuations of high-level magic weapons make the air buzz.

In the square, monks set up stalls to sell treasures found from various ruins, and the sounds of bargaining could be heard one after another.

In the sky, from time to time, monks would fly by on strange-shaped flying magic weapons, leaving behind brilliant trails of light.

Zhang Chentian walked slowly in this ancient and prosperous city, with an indescribable emotion surging in his heart.

"Is this the Great Yan Imperial City? It's so prosperous! It's far beyond the reach of the Linyue Dynasty!" Zhang Chentian couldn't help but sigh.

Zhou Qi, who was standing by, heard his words and replied with a smile, "Chentian, you don't know that the Linyue Dynasty's capital was also very prosperous during its heyday thousands of years ago.

Although it may not be comparable to the Great Yan Imperial City before us, it is not much different."

Zhang Chentian frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Then why has the Linyue Dynasty become so depressed now?"

Zhou Qi sighed deeply and explained, “With the decline of the royal Xia family, the once prosperous royal city gradually lost its former glory.

Due to the lack of sufficient income, even the branch of the Alchemist Guild had to evacuate from the Royal City."

Zhang Chentian listened to Zhou Qi's narration silently, and couldn't help feeling a pity in his heart.

The once glorious Linyue Dynasty is now in decline, which makes him realize that a country's prosperity is not eternal.

"It turns out that the Linyue Dynasty thousands of years ago also had such a glorious moment..." Zhang Chentian whispered to himself, with a hint of contemplation on his face.

"Let's not think about it anymore. Let's go to the Imperial City Formation Master Guild without further ado." Zhou Qi said.

"it is good."

......

"Dad, it's time for us to head to Huanzhen Lingzun City. The people from the Linyue Dynasty should stop waiting for us." A young man with long hair and a brocade robe urged impatiently.

The young man was quite handsome, but there was a hint of arrogance on his face, giving people a feeling of superiority.

He is none other than Lan Chang, the son of Lan Hua, the president of the Formation Master Guild of the Great Yan Imperial City, and he is also one of the candidates representing the Great Yan Dynasty in the competition.

For Lan Chang, this competition is related to his own honor and interests, so he must give it his all.

However, the so-called Linyue Dynasty made him very dissatisfied.

"Wait one more day. If they still don't come to talk to me, we'll leave." Lan Hua closed his eyes and said in a low voice.

He knew what Lan Chang was thinking, but as a mature leader, he needed to consider more factors.

"Dad, what are you waiting for? With the strength of those people in the Linyue Dynasty, they might die on the road..." Lan Chang couldn't help but speak again, trying to convince his father.

"Shut up!" Lan Hua interrupted sternly after hearing Lan Chang's words.

He opened his eyes and stared at Lan Chang sharply.

Lan Chang was frightened by his father's stern look and quickly lowered his head to show obedience.

But in his heart he muttered to himself, “Humph!”

Lan Chang snorted coldly. Although he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart, he did not dare to disobey his father at the moment, so he could only shut up and wait.

He knew that his father always put the overall situation first and would not change his mind easily.