Chapter 407 Domineering appearance

"Alas, that old fellow, Venerable Feng, is obviously the fastest, but he always prefers to be the last one to show up. I don't know what he is planning."

Venerable Sword raised his eyes to the sky, frowned slightly, and his words revealed a bit of helplessness and a little bit of sarcasm. He shook his head gently as he spoke, as if he was already accustomed to Venerable Feng's behavior, but he couldn't help but say a few words.

"Humph, it's just that seeing that the power of the Xingyun Pavilion is growing stronger and stronger, he, the Feng Zun, feels that his power has also risen with the tide, so it's natural for him to put on airs."

Venerable Huang Quan said in a sarcastic tone, his face became even gloomier, and the envy and jealousy in his expression could not be hidden at all.

"Don't worry. Feng Qing'er from my Fenglei Pavilion has successfully broken through to the Dou Zong realm. Her strength should not be underestimated. She is definitely not worse than Master Feng's disciple Mu Qingluan." Master Lei raised the corner of his mouth slightly, outlining a confident smile, and his words were full of confidence.

"When the time comes, we must let Xingyun Pavilion have a good taste of humiliation at this Four-Party Pavilion Conference and severely suppress their power. This will also let them know that among the four-part pavilions in Zhongzhou, Xingyun Pavilion is not the only one in power!"

The person who was most envious of the Xingyun Pavilion was undoubtedly the Venerable Lei of the Fenglei Pavilion. Back then, when Xiao Ling came to this vast Zhongzhou from the northwest continent, the first area he set foot in was the North Region of Zhongzhou.

As for Fenglei Beige, relying on its sphere of influence in the northern region of Zhongzhou, it was the first to notice the existence of Xiao Ling, an eighth-grade alchemist. This was an eighth-grade alchemist who had not joined any force, so naturally he was a talent that countless forces wanted to recruit.

At that time, the Fenglei North Pavilion Master Fei Tian went to recruit Xiao Ling in person with great joy, thinking that if he could recruit this eighth-grade alchemist into their Fenglei Pavilion, the strength of Fenglei North Pavilion would definitely increase greatly.

But who could have expected that Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear on the way and the people from the Soul Palace would interfere.

This interference not only ruined the recruitment plan, but also caused Fenglei Pavilion to lose a capable general. It can be said that they lost both the wife and the army.

When Venerable Lei learned about this, he was so angry that the rage in his chest was boiling. He hated the Soul Palace to the core.

However, the power of the Soul Palace was too strong. Even though Lei Zun was a Dou Zun, he could only hold back his resentment and suppress his anger and unwillingness in front of such a behemoth.

Later, it was heard that Xiao Ling rejected Danta's extremely tempting invitation, and instead took the initiative to join the Xingyun Pavilion with a Dou Zun strongman.

When Venerable Lei heard the news, he was so jealous that he was almost dying of jealousy.

Seeing that Xingyun Pavilion took away all the benefits easily without doing anything, while he himself got nothing, how could Venerable Lei not feel jealous and aggrieved?
Just as the three pavilion masters were discussing, the originally clear sky suddenly changed color.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered quickly like raging black waves, rolling in from all directions and covering the clear sky.

Immediately afterwards, dazzling lightning danced like silver snakes, weaving freely among the clouds, and each one seemed to tear the dark sky apart.

Deafening thunder followed one after another, like the sound of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, which kept echoing above Thunder Mountain, making everyone present feel a chill in their hearts, and they couldn't help but look up at the suddenly changing sky.

"What's going on? Why did the situation suddenly change?" Someone in the crowd made the first exclamation, instantly attracting the attention of others.

"With all this commotion, could it be that some peerless powerhouse is about to descend?"

"Could it be that the last person from the Xingyun Pavilion is about to arrive?"

"However, this movement was too shocking. It was several times more impressive than when the other three pavilion masters appeared."

"As expected, it is the Xingyun Pavilion, the strongest among the four pavilions. The momentum of its appearance is truly extraordinary and cannot be matched by the other three pavilions." A genius with a certain reputation in Zhongzhou could not help but sigh as he looked at the scene in the sky.

The people around also echoed it. Looking at the sky scene that seemed like the end of the world, they felt even more awed by the Falling Star Pavilion.

Such a shocking ceremony seemed to silently declare the transcendent status of Xingyun Pavilion among the four pavilions, leaving no doubt that it possessed the powerful strength to shock the crowd.

Sitting at the table, the three people, Sword Venerable, Thunder Venerable, and Huangquan Venerable, were extremely unhappy when they heard the people around them praising the Xingyun Pavilion. Their faces were gloomy, their hands unconsciously clenched into fists, their eyes were full of indignation, and they all stared at the direction where the strange phenomenon in the sky came from.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the sky. It seemed as if a pair of invisible hands were slowly tearing the thundercloud apart, and suddenly a gap in space appeared.

Then, in the dark and deep space passage, a jet-black dragon head slowly emerged from it, showing its majesty. Its eyes were like a gloomy cold pond, deep and cold, with a faint dark red light flowing through them, without a trace of emotion, transmitting a chilling deterrent force.

The pair of horns on the dragon's head are thick and slender, extending upward in a straight line, as if they were made of ancient black iron. The tips flash with a cold light, as if they can easily penetrate everything in the world.

As the dragon's head poked out, the huge dragon's body slowly squeezed out of the space channel. Its body was slender and agile, nearly a thousand feet long, winding across the sky like a black river across the sky.

On the slender and agile dragon body, dragon scales are closely arranged, and each scale is like a carefully crafted black iron shield. Under the lightning of thunderclouds, it flashes with a cold and mysterious metallic luster.

The most eye-catching are the four golden dragon whiskers, two of which fly backwards from the top of the dragon's head, and two hang down from both sides of the lower jaw.

These dragon whiskers are as thick as pillars, and each one emits dazzling golden light. They dance freely in the strong wind and thunder and lightning, as if they were golden brushes given to the dragon by God. Every stroke of the brush can outline the most domineering pattern between heaven and earth.

Wherever the dragon's whiskers pass, the air seems to be ignited; the golden light and the black dragon body complement each other, showing dignity and majesty.

After the giant dragon fully appeared, its slender body coiled in the sky, like a black ribbon wrapped between heaven and earth. Its huge body blocked out the sky and the sun, making the world dim in an instant.

"Roar……"

It immediately raised its head to the sky and suddenly let out a long howl. The roar was like millions of bells ringing at the same time, and the sound waves swept across the world like a turbulent tsunami. Wherever it went, the clouds shattered like fragile glass, and the space was covered with layers of twisted ripples, shaking continuously.

The wind became more violent under its threat, as if it was going to uproot the earth; lightning flashed around it, but it was like a humble servant, not daring to approach. It seemed that at this moment, all things in the world were submitting to the supreme majesty of this giant dragon.

Everyone present was shocked by the powerful force. Their eardrums were about to burst. They covered their ears, their faces were filled with fear and shock, and their bodies trembled involuntarily. They could only watch this prehistoric beast displaying its unparalleled dominance and majesty in the sky.

On the square, Xiao Yan and Lin Yan were among the crowd. Like the people around them, they all looked up at the sky.

At that time, the sudden noise that broke out without any warning and the terrifying aura that surged like a tide in the sky made their faces slightly tense, and their bodies subconsciously entered a state of alert, with a slight feeling of tension quietly spreading in their hearts.

However, when the giant dragon's figure gradually became clearer and the familiar outline came into view, their pupils suddenly shrank. It was as if their hearts were struck by a thunderbolt, and they all felt a strong sense of disbelief that was so strong that it almost suffocated them.

The two of them quickly looked away as if they had a tacit understanding, and then looked at each other. Their eyes were full of shock and confusion, and thousands of words seemed to be stuck in their throats, and for a moment they didn't know how to start.

"I think I should have guessed the origin of this magic beast. It should be the Sky-Splitting Seat that Xiao Ling kept. I didn't expect that it has become so powerful in just a few years. It seems that Xiao Ling has trained it quite well. Tsk tsk, with this momentum, I'm afraid it is already a genuine eighth-level magic beast." It was Lin Yan who came back to his senses first and broke the somewhat suffocating silence. He stretched out his hand, gently patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, and tried to force a smile on his face, and said,

"Back then, I had the honor of riding it once, but since then, hey, it has never given me a good face again."

"I never thought, Senior Lin Yan, that you have ridden Rayquaza before. I remember when I was at the Xiao family, I also met Rayquaza several times. Every time I took the initiative to say hello, it was always very aloof and ignored me."

Xiao Yan touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.

As he said this, a hint of anticipation flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes again, "However, since Liekongzuo is here, then cousin Xiao Ling should also come this time, right?"

"Oh, when I first rode it, it was still young, and its personality wasn't as arrogant as it is now. It was just a coincidence that I was able to ride it that time." Lin Yan said with a slight sigh, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

"But since Rayquaza has arrived, Xiao Ling should have arrived as well. Otherwise, with its current temper, it will definitely not let anyone else ride it."

As Lin Yan spoke, he looked in the direction where the giant dragon was flying, his eyes full of certainty, as if he had already seen Xiao Ling coming this way, and his heart was full of anticipation for the upcoming reunion with old friends.

Sitting on the seats beside the square, the three pavilion masters, Sword Venerable, Thunder Venerable, and Huangquan Venerable, fixed their eyes on the black dragon that was circling in the sky. The three of them looked extremely solemn, their brows were furrowed, and cold sweat was faintly seeping from their foreheads.

Even though they have all broken through to the Dou Zun realm, in front of this giant dragon, they are like tiny ants facing an ancient beast.

A strong sense of threat followed them like a shadow, tightly wrapping around their bodies and minds, causing their souls to tremble slightly.

It was a kind of awe and fear that came from the instinct of life, as if silently declaring that the existence before them was not an opponent they could easily contend with.

"Haha, I wonder why this friend of the Dragon Clan came to my Fenglei East Pavilion today? If you are here to visit the Four Pavilions Conference held by my Fenglei Pavilion today, then I will arrange a seat for you. Please take a seat and entertain you well."

Venerable Lei was the first to come back to his senses. He slowly stood up from his chair, trying to maintain his composure. He bowed slightly to the black dragon in the sky and spoke word by word, but there was still a hint of nervousness and fear in his voice that was difficult to conceal.

"Haha, Venerable Lei, you are too polite. Recently, my Pavilion Master is trying to break through his cultivation and is in seclusion. So I will be attending the Four-Party Pavilion Conference on his behalf. Please forgive me for my impoliteness."

At this moment, a man's voice seemed to come from above the sky, passing through the clouds. Although the volume was not loud, it was like a whisper in everyone's ears, clearly audible.

As the man's voice fell, it seemed as if there was an invisible pair of hands in the sky gently calming the restlessness.

The originally surging dark clouds seemed to have heard the order to retreat and slowly dispersed to the surroundings, eventually disappearing into thin air.

The bright sunshine couldn't wait to pour down, gently covering the earth like a golden veil. The square that was shrouded in haze just now suddenly became bright.

The warm light shone on everyone, slightly dispelling the chill and tension brought about by the appearance of the dragon.

Everyone looked up in the direction of the sound, and only at this moment did they see light and shadows passing through the clouds and falling gracefully. Above the giant dragon's head, there were five figures standing.

When the faces of the leading man and woman came into view clearly, there was silence in an instant, followed by bursts of low cheers.

The man stood upright like a green pine or cypress, his moon-white robe dancing in the wind, the corners of his clothes rustling.

On the angular face, the gentle smile like jade is just like the warm spring sun, quietly melting the air around, but in those deep eyes, there is a touch of noble majesty like the deep shadows in a deep pool, which is inadvertently revealed, making people feel awe and respect.

In his arms, a small mink covered in purple and black fur was lying lazily. Its small head was slightly raised, its black bean-like eyes were half-closed, revealing a sense of comfort and casualness. Occasionally, it would shake its head slightly, and its ears would twitch a few times, as if it was oblivious to the noise and amazement around it.

Half a step behind the man on the left, the girl stood quietly, like the fresh green of spring, fresh and lively. The green robe was well-cut, wrapping the girl's delicate body, and the hem of her skirt fluttered gently in the breeze, like swaying green leaves.

Under the short hair is a slightly childish face. The childish innocence that has not yet been lost is like the morning dew, pure and lovable. The eyes are like twinkling stars, with a cunning light occasionally passing by, showing his quirky and clever look.

Everyone present could immediately recognize the identities of the two people when they saw their facial features for the first time.

The man was the chief alchemist who held a pivotal position in the Xingyun Pavilion, Master Xiao Ling. His superb alchemy skills had reached the eighth level, and his reputation had long been known throughout the Zhongzhou continent, earning him the reputation of "the number one prodigy of the younger generation in Zhongzhou."

The woman is the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation in Xingyin Pavilion. As the direct disciple of Master Feng, Mu Qingluan is undoubtedly a young leader among her peers and a strong contender for the championship of this Sifang Pavilion Conference.

However, when everyone tried to look through Mu Qingluan and Xiao Ling and looked behind them, they found that they could only see the faint outlines of three figures, as if they were quietly covered by a layer of gauze, and the appearance of their faces was impossible to distinguish.

Even the three Dou Zun powerful men in the audience, with all their eyesight, were still unable to break through the haze. What they saw was the same as everyone else. They could only make out three figures, but they couldn't even tell whether they were male or female.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Master Xiao Ling would come in person. I'm honored to see you. Master Xiao Ling, please take a seat quickly." Venerable Lei quickly came to his senses, focused his gaze on Xiao Ling, forced a smile on his face, and said with a bow.

Although he tried his best to remain polite and respectful in his words, his slightly stiff tone and the slightly trembling fingertips revealed his inner nervousness and fear. In front of the famous Master Xiao Ling, even though he was a Dou Zun powerful man, he did not dare to be negligent or despise him in the slightest.

"Haha, Your Excellency Lei, there is no need to be so polite. Now that it has come to this, I don't want to waste any more of your precious time." Xiao Ling had a faint smile on his face and nodded slightly. Then he moved his mind and quietly conveyed instructions to Liekongzuo.

After receiving the command, the huge body of the Split Sky Seat slowly turned, locked its eyes on the seat below, and then flew down. In the air, its figure gradually began to shrink until it became a suitable size. Finally, it landed lightly and slowly floated towards the reserved seat.

At the same time, Xiao Ling and others also jumped lightly from the back of the Likong Seat and landed steadily on the seats carefully prepared by the disciples of Fenglei Pavilion.

As Xiao Ling and his companions took their seats, discussions began to rise one after another in the square.

"It's Master Xiao Ling? This is really unexpected. This conference can attract this eighth-grade alchemy master to come in person. This trip is really worthwhile."

"Yes, it is rare to see Dou Zun strongmen on weekdays, and now even an eighth-grade alchemist has appeared here. With such a grand occasion, the specifications and pomp of this Four-sided Pavilion Conference are really astonishing. No wonder it can attract so many people. It can be said that all the wise men and women have come here, young and old."

"Hehe, looking at this situation, it makes people more curious. I wonder who will win this conference in the end, and which force will stand out, take the lead, and take the greatest fame into their arms."

"Of course, not long ago, the Tianshan Blood Pool opened, and the senior sister of the Xingyun Pavilion, Mu Qingluan, with the help of the tides of heaven and earth, has already broken through to the Dou Zong realm. The leaders of the other three pavilions are only at the Dou Huang realm and are no match for her. I think the Xingyun Pavilion will definitely win the championship in this four-party pavilion conference."

"Yes, that's right. I feel the same way..." (End of this chapter)