The Ancient Sky City was the oldest city in the Northern Spiritual Region. It was even older than the Floating Mountain that had existed for a hundred thousand years. The city was located at the peak of the Ancient Sky Mountain, and it suppressed the destiny of the Northern Spiritual Realm.

Because of the special nature of the ancient city, no one dared to take it for themselves. But in order to compete for the strong destiny of the city, the major forces of the Northern Spiritual Realm discussed that they would hold a Martial Meeting every ten years in the ancient city. They would compete for the accumulated fortune of the city through martial arts competition.

As the number one force in the ancient city, Misty Mountain had already obtained the number one rank in the 99th Martial Meeting.

Xue Tianzhi, who had accompanied everyone, solemnly warned as he saw Xue Tianyang, who had broken through to the peerless king level. He swept away all his dejection and was in high spirits.

"That's right, the old Sect Leader is right. This ancient city's Martial Meeting is extremely dangerous, you must not be careless. If you really meet an opponent that you cannot defeat, immediately admit defeat, or you will lose your lives." Xue Qinglan, who had been feeling somewhat uneasy, nodded in agreement.

"Old school head, don't worry. Grandfather, we will pay attention." Xue Tianyang nodded and said.

"Look, it's people from the Floating Mist Mountain."

Hearing the ear-piercing cries of birds coming from the sky, the experts that had been waiting outside the mountain gate all looked up into the sky. Many of them began to cry out in alarm.

"Piao Shan, you finally came."

A rank 4 beast king old man wearing a white robe, who was tall and straight, with a red face, revealed a cold sneer that was hard to be noticed, as he muttered to himself.

This white-haired elder was the Ice Palace's Great Elder, who had fought against Ye Chenfeng several times.

However, since Ye Chenfeng had always been wearing a human skin mask and did not reveal his true appearance, as long as Ye Chenfeng did not reveal the two-headed Blood Dragon King, or use Dao skills like Judgement's Seven Swords, he would not be able to recognize Ye Chenfeng.

"I'm sorry everyone, I've made everyone stay for a long time."

As the Floating Mountain was the number one sect in the Northern Spiritual Realm, it was usually the host of the ancient city's martial gathering. When the several huge Heavenly Beast Snow Hawks landed at the foot of the Ancient Heavenly Beast Mountain, the graceful figure of the noble Xue Piao Ling stood atop the huge Snow Hawk as she spoke slowly.

When her deep gaze swept across the Snake Valley, where she had colluded with the West Devil sect, the Ice Palace's side frowned slightly.

She discovered that the leaders of the Ice Palace in Snake Valley were not the leaders of the two great forces. Instead, they were led by the great elders of the two great forces.

"Sect Master Xue, we've only just arrived."

A rank 6 beast king old man in a white martial arts suit with a long beard slowly spoke. He was emitting a strong aura of the sword.

This white-haired old man was Daoist Jian Ling, the master of a sixth-grade sect's Sword Valley. His strength was unfathomable and his attack power was astonishing. He was even a bit stronger than the Heavenly Snow Lake.

"Rank two beast king!"

When Xue Tianyang saw a young man, dressed in a long white robe, whose handsome facial features seemed to be sculpted. He had a sharp and deep gaze, and could not help but give off an extremely dangerous feeling.

He had never imagined that the number one genius of the Sword Valley, Jian Chen, would be able to break through to the second level of the Inverted Beast King.

Aside from Jian Chen, two other disciples of the Sword Valley had already reached the half-step into the realm of a beast king. Although their realm was slightly lower than Jian Chen's, the Sword Valley was famous for its offensive power, so Xue Tianyang was not completely confident that he could defeat them.

The Sword Valley's strength shocked Xue Tianyang and the others. The disciples of the Ice Palace, Snake Valley, Sky Cloud Martial School, and the Qian Family had all broken through to the peerless king realm, which put a lot of pressure on Xue Tianyun and the others.

This was especially true for the Ice Palace and the Snake Valley. Each had two genius disciples that had broken through to become a peerless king. This caused Xue Tianyang, who had just broken through to the peerless king realm, to feel greatly defeated.

"Don't tell me that I, Piao Shan, really have to rely on him!"

Out of the corner of his eyes, Xue Tianyun glanced at Ye Chenfeng, who was standing tall and straight with a calm expression, causing him to be unable to see through his thoughts.

Xue Tian Yang was shocked by the strength of his competitors, but he still revealed a grave expression on his face. He sighed in his heart and said, "Ah, so many genius disciples of the Northern Spiritual Realm have broken through to the Peerless King Realm. It seems that during this Martial Competition, there is a chance that they will ignite the great destiny of the ancient city and suppress the ancient city, luring out the Ancient Heavenly Palace."

"This year's rules are the same as the previous years. Tomorrow morning, the disciples of various powers will begin to climb the ancient mountain road. The loser who fails to climb the mountain within two hours will lose the qualifications to participate in the Martial Competition." After calming himself down, Xue Piao announced in a loud voice.

In addition to the Ice Palace, the Snake Valley had only sent their Great Elder over. Furthermore, the West Devil Sect was hiding in the dark, and Xue Piao who smelled something unusual did not publicly go against the Ice Palace.

She placed all her hopes on Ye Zichen.

"Chen Feng, I've seen how confident you are in defeating your martial arts opponents."

After Misty Mountain and the others finished settling down, Xue Piao sat beside him and asked in a soft voice.

"If it were only them, I would be 100% confident. However, I have a feeling that things are not as simple as this." Ye Zichen's deep eyes swept across the palace, the valley of the snake, and transmitted his voice.

"That's right. The West Devil Sect must have prepared well since they could extend their Demon Claw into our Floating Mist Mountain Range to have Xue Sanjiu and the others betray us. I just don't know what their trump card is." Xue Piao nodded and said with a serious tone.

"If their conspiracy really is the ancient city's Martial Competition or the ancient palace's, then we don't have to be afraid. We are afraid that they might plot something else, and we didn't know about it in advance." Ye Chenfeng transmitted his voice.

"Other conspiracies!"

Hearing what Ye Zichen said, Xue Wandering's unease grew even stronger. For some reason, deep in her heart, she felt that a calamity was about to befall her.