"My servant, Owen, pays homage to the Dragon Lord~"
The words were low and heavy, carrying the power of a heavy thousand pounds, resounding through this heaven and earth.
Beneath the heavenly river, red clothes bowed and the powerful worshipped.
That devout look was like a pilgrim's devotee, paying the highest respect to the faith in his heart.
Looking at the scene before him, at that moment, the Fist Emperor froze, Tang Hao froze, the Sword Saint and the others froze in their tracks.
"Dragon... Dragon Master?"
"Bronze... With... With the God of Fire?"
Tang Hao and the others were stunned in place, their old eyes staring huge, and in their brows, there was a look of confusion.
Obviously, up to now, they still hadn't figured out the situation in front of them.
Tang Hao remembered that just now, when Gaia had just appeared, she had also knelt down on both knees and called out to the Dragon Lord like this red-clothed figure in front of her.
"This... This Dragon Lord, mo... Could it be Ye Fan?"
Following the red-clothed man's gaze, Tang Hao and the others only saw Ye Fan's figure walking alone in the dark night.
So, subconsciously, Tang Hao assumed that this person who had made Gaia and the others kneel down and worship was Ye Fan.
"But... But, this... How is this possible?"
"Ye... Ye Fan is just a junior, and has only become famous in the last two years."
"He... How could he possibly, be able to make the two great seals, to .... bow down to him?"
"Goodness~"
"This Ye Fan, to... Who the hell is he?"
Tang Hao's dead eyes stared, wanting to look at a ghost, looking at the young man who was still moving forward, his words full of disbelief.
All along, Tang Hao had felt that he was already high enough on Ye Fan.
But now, it seemed that they had underestimated this teenager after all.
At such a young age, not only did he have the power of a seal himself.
Moreover, there were two other great seal powers that served him with their lives.
This kind of power almost had the qualifications to be able to call the shots with a country's martial dao.
"No wonder, no wonder he dared to fight his way up Yan Mountain single-handedly."
"No wonder, he faced our Four Great Seals without fear or intimidation."
"Ye Fan, ah Ye Fan, this is your reliance, isn't it? This is your true power."
"Hiding it, it's really deep~"
Tang Hao was filled with shock and lamented repeatedly.
Nowadays, Tang Hao had figured out many things from the past.
In the previous battle in the Amazon Rainforest, the Indian Heavenly King Burning Heaven hadn't even been able to helpless him.
The War God, with his position as the Permanent Hall Master, had invited him with great kindness, but Ye Fan had disdained him.
All these things, Tang Hao couldn't figure out before.
But now, he finally understood.
Thinking about it, if he himself could command the Sealed Power, how could people be attached to that Permanent Hall Master position?
"Tang Hao, what nonsense are you talking about."
"Just that brat, he's just a country bumpkin."
"He's already saved up a few lifetimes of shit luck just to become a seal."
"You don't think that the Dragon Lord Gaia and the others are talking about is that country boy, do you?"
"These few people are clearly here to shelter Tang Yun."
"Under the universal sky, only the Lord of the Chu Sect has the majesty to command the seal, right?" Fist Emperor Mo Gucheng had a black face, looking at Tang Hao like an idiot.
From the very beginning, Mo Gucheng knew that the person Gaia and the others were kneeling to was Tang Yun, who was being held in Ye Fan's arms.
As for Ye Fan, let alone the fact that he came from a poor background, at that age alone, there was no way he could have subdued these powerful people like Gaia.
"Alright, let's forget about that."
"Get ready to fight."
"Chu Sect's people have already run into our Yanxia hinterland."
"If we don't give them a show, I'm afraid that in the future, my Yanxia Martial Dao will be completely reduced to a laughing stock."
Mo Gucheng's battle spirit was soaring, his body's Yuan Power boiling like fire.
The Sword Saint's face also chilled.
Even War God Ye Qingtian, who had been silent, frowned, his gaze always on the man in red, not moving away.
"What?"
"Now old me, I'm not a loner." After the man in red descended, the smile on Gaia's old face grew even bigger before he looked towards the Sword Saint and the others and smiled faintly.
"I say, Hall Master Xiao, listen to my words and let's all disperse today."
"We didn't originally come here to fight."
"Why bother with fighting?"
"Isn't it good to be friends."
"Wouldn't you say?"
Gaia grinned and laughed, living like a comedian.
The Sword Saint didn't answer, but Mo Kucheng grunted and laughed.
"Gaia, don't get cocky."
"You're just one more helper."
"But don't you forget that on our side, we have the Four Seals?"
"With just the two of you, could you still be a match for our four pillar nations of Yanxia?"
"To put it bluntly, you're just one more companion to bury you with."
Mo Gucheng spoke coldly as he stood tall.
Within the words, the touch of arrogance was extremely distinct.
Gaia looked at the Fist King, but sighed and shook her head, "Hey, I didn't say that there were only two of us."
"Hmm?"
"You... What do you mean?" It was then that the Fist King's face turned green.
Subtlety~
Could it be that there was more?
The corners of Tang Hao and the others' mouths also twitched.
That ominous premonition in their hearts reappeared.
Ignoring Tang Hao and the others' gazes, Gaia instead turned around, looked into the distance, and cursed with a smile, "Old thing, if you don't come out, the Dragon Lord will be far away."
A cheerful voice echoed in all directions.
As Gaia's words fell, a swift wind quietly blew up from beneath the night.
The sound of the wind grew closer and closer, until finally a figure in white, like a ghost, descended upon this place.
The speed was as fast as light and shadow, just like an instantaneous movement.
Even as strong as the Sword Saint, he did not even see clearly how this person appeared here.
"Good... So fast."
"Again... Another Sealed Sovereign?"
Seeing this person, the corners of Tang Hao's eyes, were twitching.
"Not one, but two." The Sword Saint's brows were gloomy as he coldly said.
"What?!!!"
Tang Hao and the Fist Emperor were both startled and looked back again.
Sure enough, behind that white-clothed figure, a delicate silhouette, however, also appeared after it.
It was a delicate woman, with a green skirt flowing and three thousand green tresses in a mess like snow.
Her skin was icy, her eyes bright and her teeth white.
She looked like a hibiscus in the water and like the goddess of Luo in the world.
Under the moonlight, there were even a few hazy shadows and lights.
And, what was even more amazing to Tang Hao and the others was that where the woman passed, the barren earth sprang to life in green.
"A withered tree coming back to life, a step that brings forth flowers?"
"This... This..."
"Who the hell are all these people?"
Tang Hao's entire being was close to tears.
The Sealed Patriarchs that were rare to see in normal days were now popping up one by one like they didn't want money.
The four Great Seals had already.
Add to that the wounded Chu Sect's master, Tang Yun.
And Ye Fan, who had betrayed his country and his family.
What the hell were these people up to?
Could it be that they wanted to tear the sky of Yanxia apart?
Just as Tang Hao was filled with trepidation, these two people who then appeared also knelt down in front of them.
"God of the sky and wind, Cecil, worship the Dragon Lord!"
.....
"God of Forest and Wood, Yue Yao, see the Dragon Lord!"
.....
Respectful voices, in a respectful tone, rang out once again.
Hearing this once again, Mo Kucheng and the others were already shivering in their hearts.
"Sword... Sword Saint, no... We can't wait any longer."
"Otherwise, we really won't be able to stop it."
"While we're at it, we still have an advantage, hurry up and strike." Mo Kucheng was already a little panicked.
If he waited any longer, he was truly afraid that another sealed powerhouse would pop up.
Tang Hao also looked towards the Sword Saint, waiting for this Martial God Hall's Hall Master's decision.
However, nowadays, the Sword Saint no longer dared to make this decision.
After all, once the war started, it would be a battle between the eight great sealed powerhouses.
Back then, when the Chu Sect had attacked Yanxia, the number of Sealed Powerfuls they had sent was only this many, right?
The Sword Saint, who was at a loss for words, could only look at the War God who had been standing not far behind him, silent.
"Old Ye, you take the idea, right?"
The Sword Saint and the others all looked towards Ye Qingtian.
At this moment, the gazes of all the strongest people in the Martial God Hall once again coalesced onto this man, the strongest man in Yanxia.