Chapter 1522

Bai Mei

The bronze horse galloped through the air like lightning and disappeared from the Dragon Spirit Realm in an instant.

Zhuowen didn't go directly to the Southern Barbarian Lands. Instead, he went to the Divine Nether Realm first. After all, he had an agreement with Yan Ji and the other two to go to the Southern Barbarian Lands together.

When the chariot landed in the Divine Nether Academy, Zhuowen noticed that there was another familiar figure besides the three old men.

"Master, you're going to the Southern Barbarian Lands without a word. Are you planning to abandon Wu Die?"

Wu Die flapped her wings and jumped onto the chariot. She kept hitting Zhuowen's chest with her fists as she cursed.

Zhuowen was stunned. He stood there stiffly but didn't resist. He didn't expect Wu Die to be waiting at the Divine Nether Academy.

His original plan was not to bring Wu Die. After all, she was a Demon Saint. If she stayed in the Demon Nether Realm and slowly developed, she would definitely become the palace master of the Demon Nether Realm.

It was too dangerous to accompany him to the Southern Barbarian Lands, so Zhuowen didn't go to the Demon Nether Realm to see Wu Die and didn't mention this matter to her.

"Zhuowen, I'm sorry. This little girl is too clingy. We didn't mean to let it slip." Yan Ji blushed.

Zhuo Wen felt somewhat helpless. He grabbed Wu Die's sparkling and translucent hand and said, "Stop messing around. It was Master's fault for not informing you earlier. It's not like I can't bring you along now. However, you have to listen to everything I say and stay in the Azure Dragon Hall."

Hearing this, Wu Die's tears turned into smiles, and she giggled as she tugged on Zhuo Wen's arm, "I knew Master was the best, hehe!"

Zhuowen knew that Wu Die was faking it, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He looked at the three old men and said, "Martial Uncles, before we reach the Southern Barbarian Lands, why don't you enter the Azure Dragon Hall first?"

Yan Ji and the other two looked at each other. Among them, Yan Ji said, "Is that stinking brat Han Tian also in the Azure Dragon Hall?"

Zhuowen nodded slightly. However, Yan Ji said somewhat angrily, "I knew that this stinking brat left with you. What an ungrateful little bastard. Let's see if I don't teach him a lesson when I go in."

Although Yan Ji's words were very impolite, Zhuowen knew that Yan Ji was joking. Judging from his behavior, Yan Ji should have been very worried about Lü Hantian's safety.

"Father, follow them in. After you enter, you can use the time flow inside to refine the Sword of Ten Thousand Sacrifices," Zhuowen said to Long Xiaotian.

Long Xiaotian nodded his head and said, "Alright, bring us all into the Azure Dragon Palace."

As he spoke, Zhuowen took out the Azure Dragon Palace again. Immediately, Yan Ji and the other two, Long Xiaotian, and Wu Die's group of five were all brought into the Azure Dragon Palace.

All of a sudden, only Zhuowen and Lhos were left in the Four Bronze Chariot.

"The outside world is really completely different from the Upper Realm."

Lhos looked around. Looking at the scenery of the Divine Nether Realm, he would exclaim in admiration from time to time.

Zhuowen laughed and said, "The scenery of the outside world is much more colorful than the Upper Realm. Senior Lhos, when the time comes, I'll bring you to have a good taste. Now, let's go to the Southern Wilderness first."

As he spoke, the Four Bronze Chariot stepped on its four iron hooves. The sound of rolling thunder came from the void. Then, the chariot tore through the void and disappeared from the Divine Nether Realm.

The Four Bronze Chariot caused such a big commotion, so it naturally attracted the attention of many Divine Nether Realm martial artists. However, when they saw the youth at the front of the chariot, all the martial artists revealed expressions of reverence.

Because they all recognized the youth's true identity. He was the initiator of the Blue Dragon Hall's destruction, Zhuowen. Therefore, they did not dare to talk about it wantonly.

The Four Bronze Chariot left the Ninth Netherworld Realm and went all the way south. It swept across the Eastern Land's southern border like a flash of lightning.

After leaving the Ninth Netherworld Realm, Zhuowen purposely made a trip to the Black Dragon Empire. The Black Dragon Empire's predecessor was the Qing Xuan Empire.

However, after the Qing Emperor was destroyed by Zhuowen, the White Brow Emperor changed it to the Black Dragon Empire.

Rumble!

The Four Bronze Chariot's heavy wheels flew across the sky and instantly descended in the sky above the Imperial Capital of the Black Dragon Empire.

"What is this?

What a terrifying pressure! "

"Could it be a peerless expert from the Ninth Netherworld Realm? The pressure on this chariot is not something we can withstand."

"…"

The moment the Four Bronze Chariot descended in the sky above the Imperial Capital, countless martial artists in the Imperial Capital involuntarily knelt on the ground. Some of the weaker martial artists even spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

In an instant, the bustling Imperial Capital fell into silence because of the arrival of the Four Bronze Chariot. All the martial artists involuntarily knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe loudly.

Zhuowen looked down at the Imperial Capital. With a stroke of his right hand, he withdrew the powerful Saint Aura on the Four Bronze Chariot.

The Four Bronze Chariot was a Profound Saint Artifact. It might not be much to Zhuowen, but to the martial artists of the Black Dragon Empire, it was simply like a scourge. It was extremely terrifying and terrifying.

"Where is the White Brow Emperor?"

Zhuowen looked down at the Imperial Capital and said indifferently. Although it was very soft, it was like a rumbling thunder in the ears of all the martial artists. It was so loud that it hurt their eardrums.

"This person is so terrifying. Just a sentence from him is enough to make my eardrums hurt. This is already beyond the scope of the Emperor Realm. Could this young man be a Saint?"

Finally, someone guessed. Many martial artists involuntarily lowered their heads, not daring to look at the Four Bronze Chariot and Zhuowen on it.

Lhos, who was sitting at the back of the chariot, curiously stared at the countless martial artists kneeling below the Imperial Capital. He revealed a look of interest.

In Lhos's view, all the living creatures in the Imperial Capital were lowly and weak. He only needed to stretch out his hand to turn the entire Imperial Capital into ruins.

However, there were many things in the Imperial Capital that seemed so novel and special in Lhos's eyes. He couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder. It was a feast for his eyes.

Not long after Zhuowen's voice fell, the White Brow Emperor flew out of the Imperial Capital Palace in the center of the Imperial Capital in fear and trepidation. He came to the Four Bronze Chariot and knelt on the ground. He respectfully said, "The White Brow Emperor greets the Master!"

Many people in the Imperial Capital were stunned when they heard the White Brow Emperor's words. However, they were only stunned for a moment before they came back to their senses. They didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the White Brow Emperor calling the young man on the chariot master.

This was because the young man in front of them was suspected to be a Saint.

Saints only existed in the mysterious Nine Netherworld Realm. In a small Imperial Capital like theirs, even the Emperor Realm was considered a top expert. As for Saints, they were simply unreachable existences.

Now, everyone was sure that the young man on the chariot was definitely a Saint. To be able to become a servant of a Saint was a kind of luck for many martial artists in the outside world.

It was extremely common for the weak to rely on the strong since ancient times. If the weak relied on the strong at the level of a Saint, it was undoubtedly an extremely lucky thing.

At this moment, the White Brow Emperor's heart was filled with excitement and complex emotions.

Even he didn't expect that Zhuowen, a humble young man from the Qing Xuan Empire, could achieve such achievements.

Although he was only a mid-level Emperor Realm expert, he could conclude that Zhuowen was definitely a Saint.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the valiant and formidable figure standing on the Four Bronze Chariot. Looking at the young man who was like a demon, the White Brow Emperor's heart was filled with complex emotions.

Rumble!

Zhuowen stopped the Four Bronze Chariot in front of the White Brow Emperor. At the same time, he waved his right hand and four figures rushed out of the Azure Dragon Palace.

These four figures were none other than the White Brow Emperor, Ziyang, Huang Liang, Xiyue, and Guang Han, who had followed the White Brow Emperor and followed Zhuowen.

These five people were Heavenly Venerables who were highly regarded by the Azure Thearch of the Azure Mystic Empire. Later on, they were killed by Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen took their Nascent Souls and used a secret technique to reconstruct their physical bodies, taking them in as slaves.

Among the four, Ziyang's cultivation base was the highest. He was an invincible Emperor Lord who had comprehended the laws. Huang Liang, Xiyue, and Guang Han's talents were not as good as Ziyang's. Although they had cultivated in the Azure Dragon Palace for a long time, they were still high-level Emperors.

On the path of martial arts, not everyone was able to continuously advance triumphantly. Only those with great talent and a firm will could continue to walk down this path.

"Ziyang, Huang Liang, Xiyue, and Guang Han..."

The White Brow Emperor stared at Ziyang and the others in shock. He couldn't see through their cultivation bases at all. Ziyang's aura was so vast that it made him tremble.

He knew that these four people's cultivation bases were much higher than his. Thinking that he was only a fourth-level Great Emperor, he felt bitter.

He knew that if he hadn't been assigned by Zhuowen to manage the Black Dragon Dynasty, he might have reached the peak of the Great Emperor Realm instead of the fourth-level Great Emperor Realm.

Although a fourth-level Great Emperor Realm was considered a peak expert in the outside world, it was in the Nine Regions of the Black Dragon Dynasty.

However, White Brow was very clear that this kind of cultivation could only be considered as an ordinary existence in the core of the Eastern Lands like the Nine Netherworld Realm. There were many people who were stronger than him in the Nine Netherworld Realm.

"Master!"

Ziyang and the others hurriedly knelt on the ground and greeted him respectfully.

After witnessing the battle in the Nine Netherworld Realm, their respect for Zhuowen grew stronger and stronger. They didn't dare to act rashly.

Zhuowen nodded slightly and pointed at the White Brow Emperor. "White Brow, come here for a moment."

The White Brow Emperor was startled and walked to the Four Bronze Chariot cautiously.

At this moment, the White Brow Emperor was extremely nervous. Although the Four Bronze Chariot's Saint Aura had been withdrawn by Zhuowen, the four majestic horses still gave the White Brow Emperor great pressure.

"White Brow, I told you that if you manage the Black Dragon Dynasty well, I won't mistreat you."

"The Black Dragon Dynasty is indeed well managed. Now, I'll fulfill my promise. I'll help you raise your cultivation base. Now, close your eyes and relax your body and mind."

Hearing this, the White Brow Emperor was excited. He hurriedly followed Zhuowen's instructions and closed his eyes, relaxing his heart.

Zhuowen took out an Upper Grade Immortal Pill from his Spiritual Ring and crushed it. At the same time, he activated the Saint Energy in his body and refined the medicinal power of the Immortal Pill into surging energy.