Chapter 840: Give Me Your Spo (1/2)
Chapter 840: Give Me Your Spot
Feng Yang’s group spent another day traveling before reaching Aeon City.
Standing before the city gates, seeing the majestic grandeur in front of him, the city walls that reached as high as the clouds, Feng Yang sighed ruefully, “This is a true city of the eons ah…” He looked over at Huang Xiaolong and the rest, explaining, “It is said that this Aeon City has existed for more than 100 million years.”
“More than 100 million years!” All four disciples exclaimed with widened eyes.
Even a divine artifact would deteriorate after a hundred million years, turning into dust. Yet, this Aeon City that was even older than that still stood tall on this piece of land!
How long ago had the Black Warrior Institute been founded? Twenty to thirty million years?
Feng Yang went on, “From I what heard, its age is close to 200 million years, but whether it is true or false no one can say for sure. This Aeon City is governed by the Eternal Galaxy’s most powerful family, the Wangu Clan.”
Huang Xiaolong couldn’t resist asking, “This Wangu Clan has also existed for more than a 100 million years?”
Feng Yang nodded, “Correct, the Wangu Clan has existed for more than a 100 million years, their clan’s forces are spread to hundreds of the neighboring galaxies. It can be said that the Eternal Galaxy is one of the strongest galaxies amongst all those involved in this term’s tournament.”
“Master, among the tens of thousands of galaxies, is the Wangu Clan the oldest family?” Qi Wen asked.
Who thought Feng Yang would shake his head, answering, “No,”
“It isn't?!” Huang Xiaolong and his Senior Apprentice- brothers and Senior Apprentice-sister were shocked.
Feng Yang nodded, “The oldest one is the Everlasting Galaxy’s Fortune Gate. However, in term of strength alone, the Fortune Gate is slightly below the Wangu Clan, but that doesn’t mean the Fortune Gate isn't strong.”
There was one sentence that Feng Yang didn’t say to his disciples. Before giants like the Wangu Clan and the Fortune Gate, his Black Warrior Institute was only an ant, perhaps they couldn't even be considered an ant.
After each of them paid ten high saint grade spirit stones, Feng Yang’s group entered the city together with disciples from various other galaxies.
Just as they passed through the city gates, Huang Xiaolong’s gaze fell on a great towering statue some distance away. It was the statue of a few hundred zhang tall fearsome qilin!
The divine beast, qilin!
Feng Yang looked at the giant statue, speaking to his disciples, “You all probably never imagined that the Wangu Clan’s first ancestor isn't from the human race.”
“Not from the human race?” All four were stunned as a thought flashed through their minds, ‘Could it be…?’
“That’s right, the Wangu Clan’s first ancestor was an ancient divine beast, a qilin, hence all the Wangu Clan’s core disciples possess an ancient qilin’s bloodline. Moreover, their bodies are stronger than the average, and because their first ancestor was a qilin, their core disciples’ comprehension of fire is extremely high!” Feng Yang emphasized.
Huang Xiaolong and the others did not expect the Wangu Clan’s first ancestor to be a fire qilin!
Feng Yang looked at Huang Xiaolong, saying, “Xiaolong, if you run into the Wangu Clan’s core disciples in the tournament, remember not to clash too hard against them.”
Huang Xiaolong nodded.
They made short work of enquiring about the tournament’s registration location and headed there first. Luckily, the registration place wasn’t far from their location; half a day later, the five of them reached the registration square.
However, when they arrived at the registration square, looking at the densely packed square with countless disciples from all over the galaxies coming here to register, Huang Xiaolong was beyond speechless.