Chapter 1 Descent

*Kacha!*

A thunderclap exploded above the dome of the sky, blasting open layers of clouds.

Two figures ripped through the celestial vault like shooting stars, their speed so great that they trailed fiery tails stretching for dozens of *li*, before crashing heavily to the ground.

Instantly, the earth trembled and the mountains shook.

Hundreds of *li* of mountains and rivers instantly sank, mud and sand flew in all directions, and large swathes of trees were uprooted.

A massive mushroom cloud, escorted by layers of expanding shockwaves, rose thousands of *zhang* into the air, tearing apart the clouds in the sky.

"Cough, cough..."

After a long time, from within a ruin, the Third Young Master and Zhao Zhen crawled out, covered in dust and dirt.

They felt pain all over their bodies. The protective magic garments were completely shattered, and they didn't know how many bones were broken. They looked like ordinary people who had been trampled by a herd of elephants.

*Hoo...*

The Third Young Master looked up at the sky, and a puff of smoke drifted up from his open mouth. He was on the verge of tears.

"Little sister, I, I... I didn't want to come to Dongzhou!"

He really didn't want to come to Dongzhou.

Not to mention that Dongzhou was very likely to become a place where winds and clouds gathered, even if it wasn't, what was there worth coming for in such a remote and poor place?

Many of the Zhongzhou prodigies were expelled from Zhongzhou by their respective sects because they didn't want them to be strangled by their little sister before they had grown up and cultivated their own momentum.

But he had already been strangled...

But his groan was obviously only heard by Zhao Zhen, who was even more disheveled than him.

"Ten suns in the sky, domineering female Emperor, the number one prodigy of Zhongzhou, truly worthy of the name."

Zhao Zhen was much more miserable than the Third Young Master. He was almost shattered by a slap, but although he was embarrassed, his eyes were very bright.

There were not many who could survive under the female Emperor.

In the past, Chu Mengyao swept away nine peers in a single battle. Ten suns hung in the sky, shaking the earth and establishing her position as the number one person in Zhongzhou after being conferred the title of marquis and ascending to the throne of the Domineering Imperial Court.

It was also after that battle that many Zhongzhou prodigies were forcibly blasted out of Zhongzhou by their sects and sent to other great continents, even the Four Seas and the endless desert.

The Third Young Master lay sprawled out, not wanting to move at all. He had heard a lot of praise for his little sister and was numb to it.

He was just mobilizing his blood and divine power to repair his broken bones.

That slap was certainly heavy, but it wasn't enough to really seriously injure him, but he naturally had to suffer this hardship.

*Hoo...*

Zhao Zhen turned over and sat up, swallowed two healing pills, and closed his eyes in meditation.

After a long while, the two finally stood up one after another.

"This time, I have implicated the Third Young Master."

Zhao Zhen cupped his hands, his face apologetic.

He didn't expect that the female Emperor would be so ruthless to her own brother, slapping him directly into the domain gate.

"Let's just take it easy since we're here."

The Third Young Master waved his hand, but he had calmed down.

He had promised to do something, and being slapped was just his own lack of ability, and had nothing to do with others. He still had that much magnanimity.

It's just a bit of a headache.

Zhongzhou was more than hundreds of millions of *li* away from Dongzhou. Without a domain gate, even if he wanted to cross it, it would probably take more than a hundred years, or even hundreds of years.

In such a long time, his dragon girls...

Zhao Zhen nodded and looked around. Outside the ruin, there were endless, undulating mountain ranges, peaks, ravines, plains, and rivers,

as well as large expanses of scorched earth and ruins.

And as far as the eye could see, tens of thousands of *li* away, there was a dark red ancient city that was taller than the mountains and spanned an unknown distance from north to south.

The ancient city was mottled with traces of various weapons and a desolate aura that was hard to describe.

At a glance, one could feel the omnipresent iron-blooded aura, as if the air was becoming scorching hot.

That was the battle that took place here in the distant past, and the blood had not yet dissipated.

At a glance, there was no trace of life within a few thousand *li*. Not to mention people and beasts, even mosquitoes seemed to have disappeared.

"This is, the Demon Gate?"

Zhao Zhen's eyes narrowed, recognizing the majestic and endless city that seemed to be forged by war.

From ancient times to the present, thirty million years, it was almost the history of the rise of the human race and its struggle with all races, running through ancient and modern times, with ever-changing legends, characters, and enemies, but what remained unchanged was the struggle between races.

Demon Gates existed not only in Dongzhou, but also in the human settlements of Zhongzhou and Jizhou in the past.

But perhaps it wasn't called the Demon Gate, but 'Dragon City' or 'Phoenix Pavilion'.

This was the vanguard of the confrontation between the human race and other races.

"This Demon Gate seems to have been without war for a long time, otherwise the two of us would have fallen for so long, and someone should have come long ago."

The Third Young Master shook his hand, shaking off a body of fatigue, but his expression carried a hint of curiosity.

Since the Middle Ages, the human race had been the uncrowned king of the Nine Provinces. The dragons, phoenixes, ancient遗族, and demon races were all forced to breathe.

Many emperors and venerables of ancient and modern times had left behind plans, and even if alien race至尊 were to be born, it would not shake the foundation of the human race.

But in fact, in the long years of hundreds of thousands of years since the Middle Ages, the only person to achieve the Da Dao, Guanglong至尊, was still a human.

Not to mention, those who achieved the Da Dao根本 would not care about racial struggles. What they cared about was only the Da Dao.

"The Demon Gate will not be abandoned. Although there is no war in the Nine Provinces today, there are still many frictions in the dark, especially between Dong and Ji, which are adjacent to the Demon Province, so they will not be careless."

Zhao Zhen let out a long breath. His injuries were much heavier than the Third Young Master's.

"You're right, someone's coming."

The Third Young Master's expression straightened. A divine light swirled around his body, and the embarrassed look was swept away.

Zhao Zhen raised his hand, put on a blue magic garment, and looked up.

He saw a team of knights riding strange beasts coming slowly from outside the distant forest. This team of knights had solemn expressions, their momentum was restrained, and they were armed and armored.

Dozens of knights stepped forward, without any noise, as if they were one person.

They were obviously the elite of the elite.

"Should we meet them?"

Zhao Zhen glanced at the Third Young Master.

Before he came to Dongzhou, he had also collected a batch of information about Dongzhou.

Since there had been no war between the races for a long time, the Dongzhou Demon Gate naturally did not have the gathering of elites from various states that it had in ancient times, or even before the Middle Ages, but there were also monks guarding it.

The ones guarding the Dongzhou Demon Gate were the 'Zhendong Army'. This was also a great force with a long heritage, said to be traced back to the time when the ancient圣皇 'Ba' was alive.

During every great war, the Zhendong Army even had the means to dispatch many forces in a state, so naturally no one dared to underestimate them.

"No need."

The Third Young Master shook his head: "We don't know what the situation is in Dongzhou right now, so it's not safe to expose ourselves too early."

Zhongzhou was the gathering place of the human race, and countless prodigies were born. In comparison, Dongzhou was located on the frontier. Although it was not a remote and poor place, it was not something he looked at.

It was only after the last celestial change that countless people coveted Dongzhou. Not to mention the great continents adjacent to Dongzhou, even Zhongzhou had many people using their means to come.

Naturally, one could not underestimate it.

Even his sister had closed the domain gate, although she was impatient to hear people coming to plead again and again, it could also be seen that there must be danger in it.

"Alright."

Zhao Zhen had no objections.

He just took a deep look at the knights who seemed to have noticed them.

And was about to leave.

Suddenly, a cold shout resounded through the heavens: "Which villain dares to spy on the Demon Gate?!"

*Boom!*

With just a cold shout, the thousands of *li* of sky instantly darkened, and the flowing light was instantly grasped in the palm of a suddenly appearing big hand.

Just clenching his fingers into a fist, it seemed as if he had clenched the thousands of *li* of void in his palm!

*Boom!*

The fist print was suppressed, and the bulging muscles on the back of his hand could be seen jumping like a blue dragon. Visible ripples in the void were raging like a hurricane.

In an instant, a tyrannical will filled with endless iron-blooded domineering power had already ignited thousands of *li* of void like substantial flames!

The iron-blooded killing aura was like a mountain falling!

"Ba Huang Fist?! Where did this fierce man come from?"

Zhao Zhen and the two had just risen into the air when they were startled by this majestic and domineering fist intent.

This was the peerless boxing technique passed down by the ancient圣皇 'Ba', 至阳 至刚, 至强 至霸.

According to legend, in the ancient years, the Ba Huang passed on the technique to strengthen the army, and this boxing technique had been passed down in all the Nine Provinces, but this boxing technique had long been lost in the contemporary era.

There were still people in Dongzhou who knew it?

"What if it's the Ba Huang Fist?"

The Third Young Master was also taken aback, but then sneered, his body stagnated in the air, resisting the iron-blooded domineering aura that was suppressed like a mountain.

His arms were spread open, and his blood and energy were surging and beating, and endless light and heat appeared.

It was as if a great sun had emerged in the sky, and the rolling heat waves were boiling and burning, turning thousands of *li* of the sky into a sea of fire.

The same 至阳 至刚 aura rose into the sky.

"In ancient times, Ba Huang was respected, but in today's world, it is my Ba Shi Huang Fist that is the strongest!"

His black robe fluttered, his long hair danced wildly, the Third Young Master's eyes were like stars, his aura was like the sun, and when he shouted, he also punched out!

Of all the emperors and venerables of all ages, the nine圣皇, ten天尊, and twelve至尊 of the human race were the most well-known.

They each shone for an era, their prestige lasted for tens of thousands of years in the universe, their names spread to later generations, and they created one great force after another. No one knew the strength of each other.

But their descendants had constant contests.

The Ba Huang Fist was known as one of the most陽刚 at the beginning of ancient times, while the Ba Shi Huang Fist was known as the strongest in 近古!

*Boom!*

Along with the punch print rising into the sky, thousands of tiger roars and dragon roars burst out in the void, setting off a shocking wave of air that filled the sky and covered the earth.

"Ba Shi Huang Fist?"

Somewhere in the sky, a light exclamation flashed by, and the iron-blooded aura surged again.

*Rumble!*

In the next instant, an astonishing collision exploded in the sky.

The flames in the thousands of *li* of sky instantly dissipated, and the mighty waves of air seemed like countless Primordial beasts galloping and trampling the void, reaching the endless depths.

*Whoosh whoosh~*

Wind dragons roared on the ground, and sand and rocks flew.

Even the team of elite knights tens of thousands of *li* away were covered by狂沙, and their armor and weapons 'kaka' rang.

The leader of the knights looked up.

He saw that the sky seemed to have turned into a sea of iron and blood, and large areas of the void were shaking like a rag, and could crack at any time.

*Hoo!*

With one collision, the world was shaken.

The Third Young Master fell from the sky, and the moment his feet touched the ground, hideous ravines had already spread across thousands of *li* of land, and a bloody aura was flowing out from the depths of the abyss.

Startling the many异兽 mounts.

*Kacha~*

A cracking sound came from the void, and a figure appeared from the surging gale罡气.

He was wearing silver armor with dragon patterns, a purple-gold crown, a slender and upright figure, eyes like stars, a face like jade, and two ribbons tied to the crown that hung in front of him like phoenix tails.

He pinched the ribbon with one hand, his eyes cold with a hint of surprise:

"Ba Shi Huang Fist, you are from Zhongzhou?"

He was a little surprised.

He had obtained an opportunity and understood the 'true meaning of the Ba Fist' before leaving seclusion. He thought that there were few opponents in Dongzhou, but he didn't expect that as soon as he came out, there would be two.

"Dongzhou actually has an expert like you?"

Zhao Zhen's eyes narrowed as he looked at the silver-armored youth, and he was quite surprised.

The Third Young Master ranked third in the contemporary Ba Shi Huang Court. Although there was a reason for his sister, his cultivation and magical powers were also the best in the contemporary era.

There would not be too many people who could beat him among the holy lands of Zhongzhou, let alone Dongzhou?

At this moment, a collision that was evenly matched, how could he not be surprised?

"Who are you?"

The Third Young Master shook his arm, the flames in his eyes had not faded, and he seemed to be able to strike again at any time: "To be able to practice the Ba Huang Fist to such a degree, you can enter my eyes."

"Same to you."

The silver-armored youth fell from the sky and glanced at the two of them lightly:

"This Marquis, the contemporary champion marquis of the Zhendong Army, Qu Yun."

The crown of an army, the honor of a marquis.

The Zhendong Army's title was obtained from 'Ba Huang' in ancient times, and it was respected by the times.

This person was actually the contemporary 'champion marquis' of the Zhendong Army?

Zhao Zhen and the two looked at each other and understood.

"Dinyuan City, Zhao Zhen."

Zhao Zhen raised his hand, his expression calmer: "This is the Third Young Master of the Ba Shi Huang Court, Chu Yunyang."

"You are indeed from Zhongzhou."

Qu Yun's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the Third Young Master Chu Yunyang with a hint of curiosity:

"I heard that Zhongzhou has also decided on the number one of the contemporary era. That female Emperor seems to be surnamed Chu..."

Chu Yunyang's face turned a little dark, but he did not answer.

"So, that's why so many 'prodigies' have come to Dongzhou these years, right? It's just that you can't get ahead in Zhongzhou, so coming to Dongzhou is just trash."

Qu Yun stood with his hands behind his back, and his eyes towards the two of them suddenly became three parts dislike and one part disdain.

Since ancient times, the path of cultivation has been full of strife.

The Nine Provinces, the Four Seas, and the endless desert, whether it was humans, demons, dragons, or phoenixes, were all the same. There were no exceptions. It was just that he didn't know when the atmosphere of the human race had changed.

It was no longer that the prodigies of the great continents of Dong, Ji, and Dragon competed to decide the strongest before going to Zhongzhou, but that the slightly inferior prodigies of Zhongzhou came to the continents of Dong and Ji.

It was called 'tempering oneself and cultivating one's own undefeated momentum', but in his opinion, it was just that they felt that it was hopeless to reach the top in Zhongzhou, so they went to Dongzhou to show off their power.

Just trash!

"How dare you underestimate this Young Master like this?"

Chu Yunyang's eyes suddenly sank, and the aura around his body rose: "Are you looking for death?"

Although Zhao Zhen's expression was as usual, his aura was gradually rising. Although the two had no intention of joining forces, the heavens and the earth sensed their thoughts.

The clouds in the sky were instantly smoothed out by the sharp aura, and an invisible murderous aura filled every part of the void.

"The Ba Shi Huang Court of Zhongzhou has a great reputation, but it can't scare Qu Yun!"

Qu Yun's armor moved in the wind, but his expression was extremely calm:

"You want to fight? That's just right! This Marquis wants to challenge Yuanyang, so I'll use the two of you to test my skills first..."