Chapter 154: The Ambition to Become a Marquis, the Thirteen Prefectures of the Southern Border!
“Marquis.” Ambition flickered in Meng Changqing’s eyes.
No matter where, once one reached Divine Attainment, they were considered top-tier powerhouses.
Becoming a Marquis, transcending life and death, was almost a legendary existence, incredibly rare and powerful enough to establish a great sect or ancient clan.
The strength they possess was unimaginable.
Crushing mountains, splitting seas? Those were trivial tasks.
According to the headmaster, such power could dominate the world, sweep across mountains and rivers, and stabilize the cosmos!
Unfortunately, Marquis-level resources were exceedingly rare.
Many Life and Death Realm powerhouses died in frustration because of this scarcity.
Whenever Marquis-level resources appear, countless people vie for them, unwilling to miss the opportunity. Follow current novels on Nove1Fire.net
It’s surprising that the Southern Genius Battle involves such top-tier resources. This was an opportunity not to be missed!
“The Wild Sea opens once every hundred years. You are fortunate to encounter it, so do not miss this chance,” the elder said, patting Meng Changqing on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry, Second Senior Brother, I will seize it,” Meng Changqing nodded.
Such high-level resources might not even be available in the sect.
Even if they once had some, they would surely have been used up by now.
The elder then gave Meng Changqing an overview of the Southern Border, deepening his understanding.
The Southern Border had thirteen prefecture. Although Tianling Prefecture was not the weakest, it was not among the strongest, ranking around tenth.
Consequently, its top-tier strength and potential cannot compare with the leading prefectures.
In past Southern Genius Battles, the larger prefectures often failed to secure resources, widening the gap over time.
Eventually, they could only scrape by with meager resources.
While chatting, they arrived at Divine Wind Canyon.
Once a magnificent landscape, it is now filled with rolling demonic energy, creating a grim atmosphere.
Over a dozen cloud boats descended rapidly, tearing through the demonic energy, reaching the depths of the canyon.
There, a vast complex of buildings, including palaces and pavilions, stood in orderly rows.
At the forefront, a massive rift in the void emitted all the demonic energy.
Occasionally, unseen entities crashed into the formation, producing ear-piercing screeches. Low-cultivation individuals might feel dizzy or mentally affected.
However, those guarding this place were at least at the Sea Cleaving Realm, so as long as they didn’t delve deep into the Demon Abyss, they were safe.
Currently, only a few Wanxiang Pavilion warriors remained, mostly formation masters.
As the cloud boats landed, an elder in a green robe appeared in front of them, holding a formation disk.
With narrow eyes and a somewhat sinister look, his gaze was intense, clearly a peak Divine Attainment powerhouse.
“Grand Elder Xuankong, you’re a bit late,” the green-robed warrior said with a hint of displeasure.
“Can’t you, a fifth-grade formation master, wait a bit longer, Elder Qing?” Before the Grand Elder could respond, the formation peak’s master, Xu Lingyue, stepped forward.
Despite looking slightly younger, likely due to using age-preserving elixirs, she was still at the first level of Divine Attainment.
“Elder Qing,” Xu Lingyue said with a slight twitch of his mouth, indicating he might have had past conflicts with her.
“This is the formation disk for the Sealing Demon Array. It is now in your hands,” Elder Qing said, tossing the disk to Xu Lingyue.
She quickly integrated it into her palm with a few hand seals.
Seeing this, Elder Qing said no more and left with the remaining Wanxiang Pavilion warriors.
“Find your designated places as previously arranged,” the Grand Elder commanded.
“Yes!” Numerous figures leaped off the cloud boats, taking over the positions left by the Wanxiang Pavilion.
“Nineteenth Junior Brother, take out your Void Mirror,” Xu Lingyue said to Meng Changqing with a warm smile. “It needs to connect with the formation disk so you can leave the Demon Abyss if necessary.”
“Alright, Senior Sister,” Meng Changqing replied, handing over the Void Mirror given by the Grand Elder.
Internally, he pondered, realizing he was the nineteenth disciple in this generation, yet had only met eight others so far.
Where were the remaining ten?
“Done,” Xu Lingyue said, returning the mirror after imprinting a few hand seals.
She then helped him adjust his slightly disheveled collar, behaving like a caring elder sister. This surprised Meng Changqing, as he had never spoken to her before.
“It’s nice to have a junior brother at my age, something I never expected,” Xu Lingyue said with a touch of sentiment. “Very nice.”
“Prepare to enter the Demon Abyss,” the Grand Elder interrupted.
Xu Lingyue glanced at him, then turned into a stream of light, heading to the Sealing Demon Array’s core.
She would be stationed there for most of the time, and the Grand Elder also had his tasks.
Meng Changqing flashed away from the cloud boat to the giant rift’s edge.
The thick demonic energy obscured what lay beyond, creating a gloomy atmosphere.
“Hey, Uncle Meng,” a familiar voice called from behind.
It was Mo Xiaoyu, who reluctantly corrected herself from her usual teasing name, remembering her master’s reminders to mind their seniority in public.
“Uncle,” Han Luoyu and another top talent from the Martial Arts Peak, Lin Xiaotian, greeted him.
Lin had been ranked sixth on the Hidden Dragon List and had now reached the first level of Divine Attainment.
“Uncle Meng,” over a dozen Divine Attainment warriors bowed, despite many being almost twice Meng Changqing’s age.
Rank prevailed over age.
“Mhm,” Meng Changqing nodded with a smile, not particularly concerned with formalities.
He was eager to enter the Demon Abyss, find a secluded spot, and practice the ancient demonic art, “Supreme Commanding Demon Technique,” to begin refining the essence of heavenly demons!