Myriad Realms Summoning System

When Xiao Chen walked out of the hall, Tian Yan and other powerful Martial Kings were already waiting for him at the door.

Watching Xiao Chen walk out contentedly with Mei Die in his arms, Tian Yan turned away and said, "Your Majesty, we've been waiting here for almost an hour. You're such a busy man! You've only just come out."

This one sentence made Xiao Chen feel a little embarrassed. If he was practicing or something, it would be fine, but he was... Tian Yan said it so bluntly that even though he was thick-skinned, he couldn't help yelling. Moreover, why did Tian Yan's words have a sour taste!

Meidie also covered her mouth and laughed secretly. It seems that not only Xiao Chen is interested in Tian Yan, these two are simply a pair of dogs and bitches who are in love with each other!

“Ahem!”

Xiao Chen coughed helplessly to hide his embarrassment and said, "Let's go! Let's go meet these guests. It seems quite lively outside."

Tian Yan was just complaining. A mature and smart woman like her would not dwell on such things.

Xiao Chen, along with eleven other Martial Kings including Tian Yan, Song Yuanqiao, Bai Feng, Wei Yixiao, and Wu Sanren, flew towards the direction of the people in the Human Emperor Palace.

He did not call Bai Qi and other martial masters. With the strength of martial masters, they could rush to him at any time, not to mention that he had just summoned Zhang Wuji.

…

In the sky several miles away from the palace!

Bai Xiaoling rushed towards Di Tian like a sharp arrow. The murderous aura surrounding him could even be felt by Xie Jinnu and others.

But Di Tian did not show any fear. When Bai Xiaoling was less than three meters away from him, a thick wall of air suddenly appeared in front of Di Tian.

Bai Xiaoling, who was flying at high speed, suddenly changed his expression and slowed down a bit, but he had no intention of stopping. A long sword filled with cold air appeared in his hand and he slashed heavily on the air wall.

"Um?"

Qian Zhenquan, who was standing next to Di Tian, showed a hint of surprise on his face, then gently waved his sleeves at Bai Xiaoling. A mighty aura of martial arts rushed directly towards Bai Xiaoling, sweeping him away dozens of meters.

"Yes, with the strength of a third-level Martial King, he is able to cut through this wall of energy. He deserves the title of White-robed Sword Saint," Qian Zhenquan couldn't help but admire.

The air wall he had just set up in front of Di Tian would be difficult to tear open even for a one-star Martial Lord. However, Bai Xiaoling, with his perfect cultivation as a third-level Martial King, broke it open with one sword strike. This man's attainments in swordsmanship can be described as terrifying.

If he possessed the rare bloodline of the Immortal Sword God like Di Tian, he would definitely choose Bai Xiaoling as the training target in the Demon Emperor Valley. His amazing talent in swordsmanship was indeed incomparable to Di Tian.

Qian Zhenquan's casual attack caused Bai Xiaoling to somersault several times in the air before he could stabilize his body.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the person who had repelled him dozens of meters away, but there was no surprise on his face. He had long seen that these people were all powerful martial artists, but he was still not afraid at all.

He is a sword cultivator, the White-robed Sword Saint. In his dictionary, there is no word for fear. No matter how powerful the enemy is, he can kill him with one sword.

It is with this belief that he was able to forge ahead and defeat countless enemies stronger than himself, and eventually reach the heights he is today.

He will remain the same in the future. Even if Qian Zhenquan is stronger than him, he is not afraid!

Even Xie Jinnu looked at Bai Xiaoling with a hint of admiration. With his perfect cultivation as a third-turn Martial King, he broke through the defense set up by the Martial Honored Powerful Man and took the attack of the Martial Honored Powerful Man without any injury. Bai Xiaoling's real combat power might not be lower than that of a ninth-turn Martial King.

Just based on his current performance, he is enough to be called the strongest martial king in the Iron Blood Dynasty.

Shen An, who was restrained by the six sword slaves, also looked at Bai Xiaoling with surprise. Only now did he realize the difference between himself and Bai Xiaoling. It turned out that Bai Xiaoling's true strength was so terrifying. This person had the right to be proud.

Bai Xiaoling held the cold sword in his hand, his eyes sharp as a knife as he stared at Di Tian who was hiding behind Qian Zhen Quan. He coldly questioned, "Di Tian, how dare you defect to the demon clan? It seems you are determined to betray your master and ancestors."

Everyone in the Iron-Blooded Dynasty knew that the White-Clothed Sword Saint Bai Xiaoling hated the demons the most in his life. Since his debut, tens of thousands of demons had died at the hands of his sword.

But it is really ironic that his only direct disciple has now defected to the demon clan.

Di Tian was not afraid of Bai Xiaoling's gaze. He said calmly, "Master, long time no see."

"Shut up, you are not qualified to call me Master. I need a reason!" Bai Xiao said sternly.

Di Tian shrugged nonchalantly and said, "People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. I choose to follow someone who is stronger. What's wrong with that? What's more, you are a master who can't protect his own disciples. Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen this path."

"Hahaha!"

Bai Xiaoling was stunned by Di Tian's words, then he suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Di Tian, you are such a coward! I told you long ago that if you want to become a truly strong person, you must rely on your own strength, not the protection of others. It seems that you have never understood. I don't want a disciple like you!"

A trace of anger flashed across Di Tian's face. It was obvious that Bai Xiaoling's words had touched his sore spot.

He said expressionlessly, "Since you were once my master, I won't bother with you this time. But next time we meet, you and I will be enemies!"

"Next time we meet? Enemies? No need. Everything you learned was taught by me. If I don't destroy you today, I will naturally not leave. So, you can treat me as your enemy today."

Bai Xiaoling pointed the long sword in his hand at Di Tian, murderous intent surged throughout his body, and the air around him became a little colder.

Upon hearing this, Di Tian looked at him jokingly: "Oh? You want to kill me? Do you think it's possible?"

Since the two of them had already fallen out, Di Tian simply stopped being polite to Bai Xiaoling.

Including Qian Zhen Quan, he was protected by a total of eleven Martial Lords. He didn't believe that Bai Xiaoling, a mere third-level Martial King, could kill him under such circumstances.

Snap!

Bai Xiaoling did not answer him. Thick ice had begun to freeze on his sword.

He was indeed no match for Wu Zun, but he felt that killing a Wu Zong under Wu Zun's protection would be a good challenge and worth a try.

Xie Jinnu was a little dumbfounded. This Bai Xiaoling was really going to do it! Everyone said Bai Xiaoling was a lunatic, but after seeing him today, he realized the extent of this guy's madness.

"You don't know your own limitations!"

When Qian Zhenquan saw Bai Xiaoling preparing to attack, he snorted coldly and prepared to teach him a lesson.

However, at this moment, a light but extremely disgusting voice came from the east.

"Qian Zhenquan, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you're still so arrogant. How are you going to escape this time?"

This voice successfully attracted everyone's attention, and everyone looked towards the east at the same time.