Chapter 1001 The Son of Destiny Resigns

The wind blows.

The dust was flying on the ground, gradually covering Feng Chuan's body, making him look even more embarrassed.

"Fellow Daoist, and keep someone here!"

At this time, more than a dozen quasi-sages flew over and surrounded Feng Chuan with embarrassed expressions on their faces.

They are the elders of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects.

"Feng Chuan has been defeated, I will not kill him in this battle." Xiao Cangtian waved his hand and put away the ancient dragon sword, the dragon scales on his body gradually retracted into his body, and his aura returned to normal.

After the battle just now, his loss was not large.

In his opinion, he can fight three Feng Chuan.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your mercy!"

"Our Wanzong Holy Land is grateful!"

"Everyone, farewell!"

The two elders of the Holy Land of Wanzong supported Feng Chuan, who was dazed, on the left and the right, while the remaining elders cupped their hands towards the surroundings, and they tore the void together, preparing to return to the Holy Land of Wanzong.

However, the mutation suddenly started!

I saw countless colorful lights gathered in the sky, turning into an illusory stalwart figure, overlooking the audience indifferently.

Everyone was stunned.

Then, their faces changed suddenly, knelt down on one knee, and bowed to the illusory figure: "I have seen the way of heaven!"

Shenzhou Tiandao looked indifferent.

For all living beings, he has always been like this.

Only in the face of Ye Feng of the same level and the overlord of a higher level, will they meet with each other, or be very respectful.

"Today, I have something to announce!"

The voice of Shenzhou Tiandao sounded, and everyone immediately listened to it, daring not to say any nonsense.

"One, Shenzhou was honored by the head of Ye to resolve the crisis from the Celestial Clan, and the special seal of the Misty Sect was a quasi-sacred place."

"Second, due to special reasons, Ye Feng, the son of destiny, is no longer the son of destiny in Shenzhou."

"Three, the position of the Son of Mandate is vacant. All outstanding juniors with great wisdom and perseverance are likely to succeed him. Juniors, good students to practice!"

Speaking of this, the incarnation of Shenzhou Tiandao quickly disappeared.

The colorful auspicious clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the warm sunlight fell, reflecting everyone's faces as if they were plated with gold foil.

"Quasi Holy Land!"

"The Son of Destiny resigns!"

"These two are big news!"

When Shenzhou Tiandao disappeared, the people of the major forces could no longer restrain the shock in their hearts and blurted out.

"Senior, what is a quasi-holy place?"

Some people didn't understand the meaning of the quasi-holy land, and quickly asked the seniors around them.

"A Quasi-Holy Land is an honorary title. The power that has obtained this title, as long as its own conditions are met, can bypass the decision of other Holy Lands and be directly promoted to Holy Land."

The senior master explained.

Hearing this, the disciples of the Misty Sect who were watching the battle nearby all widened their eyes, feeling like they were falling from the sky.

The top of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng also heard these words, looked around, and saw the incarnation of Shenzhou Tiandao appear there, nodding to him.

"This is what the Misty Sect deserves."

After all, Shenzhou Tiandao disappeared again.

Ye Feng touched his chin, and felt that the title of "quasi-holy land" bestowed by the Heavenly Dao in Shenzhou was not bad.

"Next, continue to attack the five-star forces with all your strength!"

Ye Feng looks forward to the future.

Today's Misty Sect, except for the number of disciples, has long been satisfied with the promotion of five-star forces.

As for the White Floating City under the jurisdiction of Zongmen, after becoming a four-star city, it is also in the stage of explosive development.

With Gong Qingqiu, the city owner, Ye Feng believed that it would not take many years for the White Floating City to become a five-star city.

At that time, the Misty Sect almost met the conditions for promotion to the Holy Land. Relying on the honorary title of "Quasi Holy Land", it could be promoted to the real Holy Land in situ.

Just when Ye Feng was thinking about the future, Shenzhou Tiandao's words seemed to have wings and spread quickly.

...

Half a day later, the Holy Land of Wanzong.

"Ye Feng has stepped down as the Son of Destiny?!"

Feng Chuan was lying on the jade platform with four stars that surpassed the level of Lingbao, and woke up with a start. He was quite shocked to hear the news announced by Tiandao.

"Well, yes, it may be because Ye Feng's strength is too strong, exceeding the upper limit of the Son of Destiny, and has resigned, which means, Feng Chuan, you have a chance!"

The Great Elder of Wanzong Holy Land patted Feng Chuan on the shoulder.

Since Feng Chuan was promoted to the third-rank quasi-sage, the elders of the entire Ten Thousand Sect Holy Land, as well as the Holy Master, have all regarded Feng Chuan as the next generation Holy Master.

Although Feng Chuan's combat power is not high, he has great potential.

As long as the Wanzong Holy Land is fully cultivated, Feng Chuan will be able to quickly advance to the fourth rank quasi-sage, or even become a saint within a hundred years!

By then, Wanzong Holy Land will become even stronger.

"Yeah! I have a chance!"

Feng Chuan was ecstatic.

He is the chosen son of heaven. As long as he goes further, he is the son of destiny, and this is his lifelong dream.

"But now, it seems that Xiao Cangtian has a bigger chance of winning." A certain elder who turned to the quasi-saint level shook his head and sighed.

Hearing this, Feng Chuan clenched his fists.

The Great Elder said with a straight face:

"Second elder, don't grow the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige. Xiao Cangtian is very strong, but the Holy Son is not weak."

"The Holy Son can't beat Xiaotiantian, because he has only made a breakthrough recently, and is consolidating his cultivation, and it is too late to cultivate holy-level magical powers."

"Otherwise, this victory or defeat is still two things."

Speaking of this, the elder looked at Feng Chuan.

"Holy Son, from today onwards, our Wanzong Holy Land will use the power of the entire Holy Land to cultivate you, and take out the holy-level magical powers created by the Holy Master for you to practice, so that your strength will increase greatly."

When the elders heard the words, their faces became solemn.

The meaning of the elders is very clear.

Feng Chuan's talent is strong enough, and the Wanzong Holy Land will fully support his cultivation.

Because, he is the hope of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects!

"Okay, I will definitely live up to the ardent hopes of the elders, work hard to cultivate, and strive for an early canonization."

Feng Chuan was overjoyed.

He lied that he had obtained the inheritance of a strong man in the starry sky, so his cultivation had soared to the third-rank quasi-saint level, one to convince the lie, and the other to obtain the full cultivation of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects.

Now, his plan has succeeded!

With the full support of the Tree of Life and the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects, it is only a matter of time before he becomes the Holy Land with his aptitude.

in the temple.

Only the second elder's eyes flashed slightly.

He always felt that Feng Chuan was hiding something, and he panicked, but since the elders present supported Feng Chuan, he had nothing to say and could only agree.

...

All over the mainland of China.

The news that the Misty Sect was promoted to the Quasi-Holy Land and Ye Feng's resignation as the Son of Destiny became a hot topic of discussion in the streets and alleys.

Also, there is a topic.

That is, Feng Chuan's strength!

"What do you think of Feng Chuan?"

"Feng Chuan? Oh, a beam jumping clown!"

"That's right! This person is talking a lot. At first we thought he could really suppress the sky with a slap!"

"But who knows, he tried his best, and he could only knock off a few scales of Xiao Cangtian, which made me laugh to death."

"Haha, don't mention it, Feng Chuan is quite happy."

"I really wish he would come out more often and talk about cross talk."

All over the mainland of China, countless people discussed this topic, and it became more and more widely spread, even covering the two hot topics of quasi-holy land and the resignation of the Son of Destiny.

In the Holy Land of Wanzong.

Hearing the news from all over the mainland of Shenzhou, Feng Chuan learned that everyone felt that he was very weak, except for being able to talk nonsense, and his strength was not much at all.

"I'm mad at me too!"

Feng Chuan threw the teacup angrily.

"When I practice the divine power "Wanliu Chaoyuan" that is stronger than "The Return of All Laws", I want you to look good!"

"Wanliu Chaoyuan" is the most difficult supernatural power in Wanzong Holy Land.

Before that, Feng Chuan had already been called a "monster" by many elders in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects when he had reached the entry level.

If it can be practiced to perfection, the power will be even more terrifying.

Feng Chuan felt that when he had perfected "Wan Liu Chao Yuan", he would definitely be able to crush Xiao Cangtian in a battle at the same level.