Long River Eternity

After listening to Feng Hao's narration, Lin Ding fell into a brief contemplation, and then said in a steady voice: "I firmly believe that with Minister Zhan's character and integrity, he would never do such a despicable thing as abandoning his compatriots.

Although the eight checkpoints are all set up around Zhongzhou City, this is a helpless move due to scarce resources and limited manpower. It does not mean that Tianshu has abandoned the people in the other four states.

The Minister of War must have a backup plan, just like the most elite frontier expansion team of Tianshu Pavilion, which has not yet made a name for itself on the battlefield.

As for the fact that Pavilion Master Nian went to the appointment alone, in my opinion, Minister Zhan is most likely heading to Hanzhou at this moment.

After all, the situation on the battlefield in Hanzhou is extremely complicated. Once an unexpected situation occurs, only a strong person like him can deal with it. If someone else goes there, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg and committing suicide in vain.

By the way, Xiao Xi came with you, right? I can already sense his presence.

"That's right." Feng Hao stopped worrying when he saw Lin Ding's trust in Zhan Tianqiong. Instead, he replied in a deep voice, "He is setting up a formation above, trying his best to control the chaotic energy that is spreading wildly."

"Alas..." Lin Ding sighed softly, "Now, once I enter the state of cultivation, the chaotic energy will overflow uncontrollably. Only by breaking through to the Domination Realm can I take back this overflowing chaotic energy.

But now we are stuck at the most critical step and can't make a breakthrough. I am ashamed to have caused so much trouble to the surrounding residents."

"Don't worry, the formation set up by Xiao Xi can definitely resist the intrusion of external auras to the greatest extent. You just need to focus on breaking through." Feng Hao comforted softly, his tone full of certainty.

Lin Ding nodded slightly, his tone was calm and worried, and he slowly said: "Thank you for your help this time.

In addition, after Minister Zhan appeared outside, the Demon Alliance was very likely to take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Zhongzhou City.

Have Xiao Xi set up several defensive formations around Zhongzhou City, just in case. After all, once I enter my cultivation state, it will be difficult for me to help immediately.

If the monster's explosion hadn't awakened me, Zhongzhou City would have suffered heavy losses. As for the materials needed for the formation, you can ask Tianshu Pavilion for them. As the only disciple of Pavilion Master Nian, you do have some authority."

Feng Hao replied without hesitation, "I understand." After a brief pause, he remembered something and asked, "By the way, Sister Wushuang said that Big Guy and Sister Xianxian are missing. Do you know where they are?"

"They were most likely sent to Dongzhou by Teacher Yang. I heard that Dongzhou contains important clues about Wei Wu's life experience. However, I don't know where they are exactly in Dongzhou now." Lin Ding replied slowly.

"Dongzhou again..." Feng Hao frowned and muttered to himself, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

“Teacher Yang is currently at the Dongzhou Soldiers’ Cemetery, and Li Huan has also gone there with Brother Chu.

Now Big Guy and Sister Xianxian may have also arrived in Dongzhou.

So, apart from the three of us, everyone else has actually gathered in Dongzhou?" Feng Hao pondered in his heart, an inexplicable feeling welling up in his heart.

Lin Ding keenly noticed Feng Hao's strangeness and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Did you think of something?"

Feng Hao opened his mouth but swallowed back what he was going to say about Chu Tianxiao's accident. He thought it would be better to let Lin Ding concentrate on his cultivation and not tell him about Chu Tianxiao's incident.

So he said: "Nothing, after helping Xiao Xi finish setting up the formation here, he and I will go to the Dongzhou Soldiers' Tomb."

"Really? That's good. It's safer to be with Teacher Yang. Be careful on the road." Lin Ding instructed.

"Okay, then I'll leave first." Feng Hao said.

"Before you leave, let me see how much your cultivation has improved under the careful training of Pavilion Master Nian." Lin Ding's eyes were bright, and his voice was steady with some expectation.

Feng Hao heard this, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he replied softly: "No problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Hao's aura suddenly changed, and the tremendous energy in his body was mobilized like a surging tide.

In an instant, mysterious and gorgeous golden lines appeared on the surface of his body, like ancient runes, emitting a strange and powerful light.

Then, a pair of huge wings shining with brilliant golden light slowly opened from behind him, the wings spread out, and the light was overflowing. The whole person looked like a scorching little sun, so dazzling that people dared not look directly at him.

The powerful aura he released was like an invisible storm raging around, causing the chaotic energy to surge and vibrate continuously, as if frightened by this powerful force, and emitting bursts of low whistles.

"Excellent! Very good!" Lin Ding's eyes were filled with surprise and admiration as he praised loudly, his excitement evident in his words. "In just one month, you've already broken through to the peak of the Yuheng Realm. What are your plans next?"

Feng Hao said calmly and methodically, "Master once said that my body has been developed to its limit, and ordinary people need to reach the peak of the Heavenly Power Realm to achieve this.

As such, my next step is to improve my abilities to a deeper level. Therefore, I plan to try to comprehend extraordinary skills in the Tianquan Realm."

"It's worthy of being the ultimate realm. He's actually a whole realm ahead of others..." Lin Ding's face was full of satisfaction, and he kept nodding in praise. However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a vibration in his arms.

The vibrations grew stronger, as if an invisible force was at work in the dark.

Not long after, the wooden box containing the Qiankun Palace, which had been lying quietly in his arms, suddenly jumped out of his arms like a disturbed bird.

The wooden box slowly floated in the air, shaking violently, as if it was about to be torn apart by a powerful force.

Soon, Qiankun Hall flew out of the wooden box like a beast breaking free from a cage.

With an indomitable momentum, it penetrated the black cocoon outside Lin Dingwai and flew steadily between him and Feng Hao.

Feng Hao's eyes widened in shock at this sudden turn of events, his face filled with wonder and suspicion. He stared intently at the mysterious Qiankun Palace before him, his eyes filled with curiosity, and couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

As soon as Feng Hao's words faded in the air, there was movement in the Qiankun Hall again.

It was like a nimble butterfly, flying lightly towards Feng Hao and circling around him. It looked like a curious observer, carefully looking at every detail of Feng Hao.

Lin Ding stood quietly by, without making a sound or taking any action.

The Qiankun Palace finally had such an unusual reaction. He was full of anticipation. On the premise of making sure that the Qiankun Palace had no ill will towards Feng Hao, he wanted to see what the Qiankun Palace was going to do.

I saw Qiankun Hall circling Feng Hao several times, as if completing a detailed observation.

Then, it returned to the position between Ding and Feng Hao, swaying gently left and right, as if weighing something.

After only a moment, Qiankun Hall seemed to have made up its mind. It spun around a few times, creating a small whirlwind. Then, like a weary bird returning to its nest, it flew back to its black cocoon, landing gently on Lin Ding's lap. Everything returned to calm.

Lin Ding's eyes were fixed on the Qiankun Palace, his brows unconsciously furrowed slightly, and his heart was full of doubts.

The Qiankun Palace has always been mysterious, but it has such strange movements for no reason, as if it is being pulled by an invisible force. In particular, it suddenly has some kind of indescribable connection with Feng Hao. What does this mean?

Just as Lin Ding was lost in thought, Feng Hao saw Qian Kun slowly flying back to its original position and couldn't help but ask again, "What happened just now?"

Lin Ding took a deep breath and said slowly: "It's nothing. This is an ancient magic weapon. I haven't fully understood its origin and mystery. I don't know why it suddenly moved today." There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Feng Hao nodded slightly and said, "Then I'll leave first. We'll wait for you to come out of seclusion in Dongzhou." His eyes revealed determination and expectation.

Lin Ding nodded and said, "Well, be careful along the way."

Upon hearing this, Feng Hao spread his wings and left the spirit summoning formation.

As he left, the thick chaotic energy around him seemed to be summoned by something and slowly gathered again, shrouding the summoning array in darkness and silence again, as if everything that had just happened had never happened.

After Feng Hao left, Lin Ding did not immediately start practicing, but slowly picked up the Qiankun Palace on his legs and looked at it carefully again.

He looked into the hall, trying to catch any trace of the mysterious figure from before.

However, the hall was still empty, without any sign of abnormality.

In fact, Lin Ding didn't have much hope in his heart, so he didn't think too much about it and turned his attention to the patterns on the wall.

Lin Ding had already comprehended the River Map and Luo Shu many times with Yang An in his ancient memories, but the River Map and Luo Shu contained the mysteries of time and space, which were not of much help to Lin Ding's chaotic body.

Normally, no matter how small an ordinary object is, as long as Lin Ding scans it with his spiritual sense, the patterns and texts on it will appear clearly in his perception.

But this world seemed like a mysterious forbidden zone, where even divine consciousness could not reach. Lin Ding could only rely on his naked eyes to explore everything above bit by bit.

At this moment, this originally huge palace was no bigger than a fist. One could imagine how fine the lines on it were.

Lin Ding stared intently, his eyes gradually becoming sore and his vision becoming a little blurry. In a casual glance, he discovered that there were other patterns on both sides of the temple door that were different from the Hetu Luoshu.

These lines were quite dim, even smaller than the three powerful characters "Qian Kun Hall" on the temple door. They were as thin as a hair and could hardly be detected without careful observation. Because of this, Lin Ding had never noticed their existence.

Lin Ding rubbed his sore eyes, calmed himself down, and looked intently at the newly discovered patterns.

After a moment, he couldn't help but be shocked. It turned out that these were not ordinary patterns, but more like ancient characters.

"Who will rule the vast... vast expanse of light? Emperor... the world will be ruled by me!" Lin Ding couldn't help but recite the words above, a hint of doubt in his voice. Then, he frowned and muttered to himself, "I remember there were no words on either side of the Qiankun Hall's door?"

During the time when he entered Yang An's memories, Lin Ding had naturally seen the Qiankun Hall countless times, and the appearance of the hall door was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He clearly remembered that there were no such words on either side of the temple gate. So where did these mysterious words come from?