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"A mysterious ice holy dragon about to break through to the ninth level? Could it be..."

Zhang Chentian pondered in his heart, and a figure suddenly appeared in his mind - Bing Yi's mother Ling Shuang.

Could it be that the target of these protectors is Ling Shuang? The more Zhang Chentian thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high.

After all, it is extremely rare for the Xuanbing Holy Dragon to attract the attention of so many masters and be about to break through to the ninth level of strength.

Since he had already signed an equal contract with Bing Yi, he could not just sit back and watch this matter.

He absolutely couldn't bear to watch Ling Shuang meet with an accident.

But Bing Yi is currently in a critical period of retreat and cultivation. If this matter is told to him, it will not only disturb his meditation,

Moreover, with Bingyi's current strength, he probably can't be of much help. Instead, he might fall into danger and cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

After careful consideration, Zhang Chentian finally made up his mind to keep the news secret for the time being.

He took a deep breath, then slowly raised his head, looked at the people in front of him with a serious look, and asked:

"Everyone, the Mysterious Ice Holy Dragon that is about to break through to the ninth level is not an easy character to deal with.

Moreover, from what I know, there are probably other more powerful demon lords or even demon saints hidden in the depths of the Frost Realm. Are they completely confident?"

After hearing Zhang Chentian's words, Jian Jun shook his head slightly and responded solemnly:

“To be honest, they weren’t sure whether they could successfully kill the Mysterious Ice Holy Dragon.

But no one would choose to give up, simply because it is a rare Xuanbing Holy Dragon! Its value is simply inestimable.

Xing Yuan, who was standing by, heard this and nodded slightly in agreement, then continued:

"That's right, those Dao Guardians have been lingering at the peak of the Exalted Realm for a long time, immersed in it for many years.

Even though their strength is not as great as that of a true saint, it is not much different.

Moreover, with the hidden cards in their hands, even if they are ultimately defeated by the Mysterious Ice Holy Dragon, escaping unscathed should not be a problem."

After hearing this, Zhang Chentian nodded silently and said no more.

He knew very well that relying solely on his current strength, it would be a pipe dream to stop those protectors from heading to the Frost Realm.

After all, his current cultivation level is still far behind that of the six powerful cultivators at the peak of the Venerable Realm, and he cannot pose any threat to them at all.

After thinking it over, Zhang Chentian secretly decided that when the critical moment comes, he can try to make a move in secret to interfere a little. In this way, he might be able to help Han Shuang and reduce the pressure she is under.

"Brother Chentian, do you want to get a piece of the action? You know, with your strength, if you participate in this battle, you will definitely play a vital role!"

The Sword Master stared at Zhang Chentian, who was lost in thought, with a burning gaze and asked, secretly wondering whether the other party also had a strong interest in the legendary Xuanbing Holy Dragon.

Hearing this, Zhang Chentian couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Interested? Damn it, I have no interest in you or the Xuanbing Holy Dragon you mentioned."

However, these thoughts only flashed through his mind and were not expressed out loud.

He just shook his head calmly and said slowly, "No, I really have no interest in this Mysterious Ice Holy Dragon.

Besides, I am not alone in this venture. I have the entire Zhang family to take care of.

If we rashly provoke such a powerful monster out of greed, and if it provokes its mad revenge, the situation of our people will be in great danger."

These words are so flawless that they are completely irrefutable.

It was indeed as Zhang Chentian said. Apart from himself and the few monsters he subdued, the strongest member of the Zhang family had only barely reached the king realm.

If they lose the protection of the formation, I'm afraid that just a powerful monster that has successfully transformed can easily raze the entire Zhang family to the ground, leaving no one alive.

"Hmm... Brother Chentian is absolutely right. Your family's overall strength is indeed relatively weak at the moment. If you were to be targeted by some vicious and ferocious demon, it would be a disaster."

Xing Yuan on the side thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly, and then said without hesitation:

"Now that word has been passed on, Xing Yuan and I will no longer disturb you. Please remember to head to the Frost Realm in a month."

At this moment, Zhang Chentian, who had been silent all this time, also noticed the subtle change in the other party's expression, but did not speak to persuade him to stay. He just responded lightly:

"Okay, I will be here as promised in a month. Have a safe trip."

Hearing this, the man named Xing Yuan responded softly: "Yeah."

Then he nodded slightly at Zhang Chentian, turned around and left with the Sword Lord beside him, gradually disappearing from Zhang Chentian's sight.

When they reached a high altitude, Xing Yuan turned to look at the Sword Lord beside him, who was frowning, with a look of concern on his face. He asked in confusion:

"What on earth happened that could make you so anxious?"

Facing Xing Yuan's question, Jian Jun took a deep breath and slowly told him the news he had just received:

"An inner sect disciple of our Heavenly Sword Holy Land was tragically killed by a demonic cultivator recently.

Not only that, disciples from both the Martial God Holy Land and the Brahma Sound Holy Land also passed away one after another.

Many people have begun to suspect that this is most likely a conspiracy specifically planned against the disciples of our major holy lands. I need your help!"

After saying these words, Jian Jun's gaze was fixed on Xing Yuan, his eyes full of expectation and trust.