My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

In the cave filled with divine light and spiritual energy, Diao De stared at Zhong Qing intently.

He was dressed in white, with long black hair draped behind him like a galaxy waterfall. He stood opposite him with his hands behind his back. He had a tall and slender figure, like a fairy pine tree, and he gave off a sense of transcendence and ethereality.

Diao Deyi was startled by the sudden appearance of Zhong Qing's voice.

Now, he could appear in front of him silently without him noticing. Moreover, he couldn't see through Zhong Qing's cultivation level, which made him feel very alert.

"who are you?"

"Zhong Qing!"

"It seems that there is no one like you among the human race in Xuanyu!"

"It's normal for you not to recognize me when you first arrive in Xuanyu. But now you don't recognize me anymore."

"What brings you here, sir?"

"Well, I heard you wanted to attack the human race's East Continent, so I came here!"

The conversation was quite smooth between questions and answers.

Zhong Qing looked relaxed, but Diao Deyi's eyes became more dangerous.

"You want to stop me?"

"That's what I meant. I want you to give up this dangerous idea."

Hearing this, Diao Dezhang laughed wildly.

"The ancestor has one hundred thousand men under his command, each of whom possesses overwhelming power. The ancestor himself is a powerful being of the seventh level of the Saint Realm."

"You, why?"

"Just those two women above the clouds?"

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with sharpness, danger, and a hint of aggression.

It is undeniable that Zhong Qing’s sudden appearance did make Diao Deyi feel full of fear.

He also thought that a large number of powerful human beings had surrounded this place.

But as he spoke, he used his spiritual sense to repeatedly scan the scenery within a radius of ten thousand miles.

As it turned out, apart from Zhong Qing, there were two women in the third level of the holy realm hidden above the sky near the mountains.

Two people from the third level of the Holy Realm, plus one Zhong Qing, actually wanted to stop his Golden-Winged Red Eagle Clan from invading the human race. It was simply a pipe dream.

Zhong Qing smiled!

He drank his drink carelessly.

Then he said calmly: "What you see on the surface may not be true!"

"I can take care of you without them!"

Hearing this, Diao Deyi became furious.

Zhong Qing's words and actions made him feel unprecedented contempt.

If you go alone to the base camp of his Golden-winged Red Eagle clan and speak directly, you can deal with him.

I didn't take him seriously at all.

As the ancestor of the Golden-winged Red Eagle clan, he has always been confident and proud.

Zhong Qing's attitude was undoubtedly a trampling on his pride.

He shouted angrily: "In my entire life, I have never seen such an arrogant person."

"Today, the ancestor wants to see whether your strength can become the capital for your arrogance!"

"boom……"

As Diao Deyi spoke, he took a step forward.

It was like an ancient sacred mountain, rushing towards Zhong Qing.

He stretched out one hand forward, and the palm of his hand contained the terrifying power of rules.

Rules are the unique standards for advanced saints.

It is also a unique method of saints.

At the top of the pyramid of the cultivation world, there is a saying that everyone below the holy realm is an ant.

This sentence clearly proves the transcendence of the powerful people in the holy realm.

As for other realms, there is also the possibility of fighting in a larger realm.

In that holy realm, no matter how brilliant your talent is, or how unparalleled your genius and talent are, you cannot cross the realm and kill the enemy.

The difference between the great realms is a chasm below the holy realm. The supreme and holy realms are a natural moat, two completely different heavens and earths.

The gap is so big that it can make people feel despair.

This is a forbidden door that cannot be crossed.

All of this is due to the unique power of rules mastered by the saints.

If laws are the threads of operation between heaven and earth, then rules are the bones that construct heaven and earth.

A trace of rule power, the explosive power is enough to crush thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

If it were in a place like the Void Realm, a saint could even destroy an entire area with his full strength.