Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 137 The storm is rising

The news spread throughout the Northern Territory immediately, and a huge wave was unfolding. I don’t know how many people were paying attention to and looking forward to this battle.

"That evil black dog has spoken. The Holy Body will arrive in the City of God in five days!"

On that day, news came again. Everyone knew that the big black dog followed the Holy Body and Tao Fetus, and no one doubted the authenticity of the matter.

For a time, the whole city was in an uproar, and cultivators from all over the world came to inquire, all wanting to witness the shocking battle between the Holy Body Daotai and the Northern Emperor Teng.

Even saint-lord-level figures, heads of ancient families, and various peerless powerful people wanted to witness it with their own eyes and rushed over from all directions.

"Saint Lord Yaoguang has arrived at the Divine City... The Patriarch of the Jiang Family has also arrived! That old man in the gray Taoist robe... could he be Taoist Chilong?"

In the following time, people came across the void every day. Each of them was so powerful that people couldn't help but look at them sideways.

Big shots arrived one after another, and the turmoil caused by this battle became bigger and bigger, it could be said to be earth-shattering!

But no one would be surprised, because this is a contest between the top figures in Donghuang and Beiyuan in the current era.

Northern Emperor Wang Teng was invincible in Beiyuan at the age of fifteen. Now, almost ten years have passed, and no one knows how strong he is.

The Holy Body and Dao Embryo are even more terrifying. As one of the strongest physiques in the universe, it has been less than two years since its birth, and it has overwhelmed all the geniuses and divine bodies in the Eastern Wilderness, making them unable to raise their heads.

It is no exaggeration to say that the birth of the Holy Body and the Taoist Fetus brought the Golden Age to an early end, and no one was its match!

"The Saint Body Daotai's strength is good, but there is still a big gap when facing my son Wang Teng."

Wang Chengkun, the head of the Wang family and Wang Teng's father, spoke in a very conceited tone.

"Bullshit! With your son Wang Teng's strength, if Yang Zhu came, he would definitely be killed!"

Someone was shouting in the crowd, his voice was rough and bold. Looking in the direction of the voice, we could see a burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. It was Pang Bo.

"With all the geniuses from the Eastern Wasteland showing up, do you really think your bastard Teng is invincible?"

Someone immediately agreed, and the person who spoke was none other than Li Heishui, the grandson of the Thirteen Great Bandits.

"Who are you?!"

Wang Chengkun was furious when he heard this. He would not tolerate anyone looking down on the genius that the Wang family was so proud of, so he wanted to find the person out immediately.

But Pangbo and Li Heishui had already disguised themselves, and they slipped away immediately after shouting. Wang Chengkun could only catch them in vain, which made him so angry that his teeth itched.

The five days passed quickly.

In the northern region, one can see a red plain as far as the eye can see. It is lifeless and extremely desolate. Only in the numerous small oases can one see traces of human activity.

Outside the divine city, on the plain thousands of miles to the west, countless monks gathered at daybreak.

"The agreed time has finally arrived, the battle between the Holy Body and the Northern Emperor!"

The crowd was bustling and their eyes were eagerly watching everything in the field.

"Boom!"

In the distance, the Northern Emperor drove a golden chariot closer, the golden light blocked out the sun, nine real dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine black tortoises were guarding the four directions, and there were clouds everywhere.

At this moment, Wang Teng's eyes were cold, his thick black hair was scattered on his chest and back, his majestic figure was full of oppression, captivating, and he glanced at everyone.

"Is this the Northern Emperor Wang Teng? His strength is really as terrifying as the rumors say!"

Someone exclaimed, like an ant being looked down upon by a giant dragon, his heart trembled violently and his pulse could not help but speed up.

"I never thought that in just a few years, this guy has already reached the ninth level of dragon transformation, and even half of his body has entered the ranks of great powers..."

Wang Teng was like a god of war, standing in front of the chariot with his hands crossed. His powerful aura made all the saints of Donghuang change color.

"The Northern Emperor... is indeed very strong. No wonder he is invincible in the Northern Plains."

The prince of Daxia was of great stature, wearing golden armor, walking like a dragon or a tiger, looking extremely heroic, with a little nun in white following behind him.

"Although Wang Teng is strong, Jiang still thinks that the Holy Body and Taoist Embryo are better." On the Golden Lion Roar, Jiang Yifei was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, gentle and elegant, with a gentle smile on his face, and looked very handsome.

He had always had a good relationship with Yang Zhu. Some time ago, Yang Zhu resurrected the White-Robed God King, and was very kind to the Jiang family.

Whether in public or in private, Jiang Yifei would stand on Yang Zhu's side without hesitation.

"Mr. Jiang is right. The Holy Body is far more amazing than we thought. I also think he will win."

An Miaoyi's skin was as white as cream. As one of the most perfect women in Donghuang, she was almost breathtakingly beautiful. There was not a single flaw to be found, like the finest work of art from God.

She and Jiang Yifei looked at each other and nodded secretly.

"Wang Teng has never seen Yang Zhu, so he doesn't know how powerful he is. Just wait for the good show to begin."

Yao Yuekong, the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, folded his arms across his chest, exuding a demonic aura and looking very interested, and then asked.

"I heard that Fairy An left Miaoyu Temple some time ago?"

About half a year ago, news came out that for some unknown reason, An Miaoyi resolutely left the quagmire of Miaoyu Temple.

"Yes, for a while."

An Miaoyi is flawlessly beautiful, and her every frown and smile is full of charm, making people unable to help but take a few more glances at her.

"I dare to assert that Wang Teng is definitely not Yang Zhu's opponent!"

Ye Fan, Li Heishui and others also came, and the former said with certainty.

Ye Fan had a deep understanding of Yang Zhu's strength. He entered the Holy Cliff, tempered his body in Yaochi, killed the Holy Son, repaired the scars of the Great Dao, and broke the shackles of the Holy Body...

Ye Fan witnessed everything with his own eyes. Yang Zhu was the most amazing person he had ever seen in all these years.

Ye Fan admires him from the bottom of his heart and is one of the people he admires the most!

"Brother Ye, you are here."

The others greeted him politely. The current Ye Fan was not the ancient holy body he used to be, so even if they didn't get along with him, they still had to respect him.

"I admit that Beidi is powerful enough and his realm is very high, but I still think Yang Zhu will win."

Xiang Yifei, the Holy Son of Dayan, strode over with a holy sword on his back, and looked extraordinary.

He had not had much contact with Yang Zhu, but at first sight he was struck by her temperament, so he was so sure.

The Holy Son Yaoguang, the Little Peng King with Golden Wings, the Holy Maiden Zifu and other geniuses of the younger generation all arrived.

"That monkey...he's here too!"

In the crowd, Ye Fan saw through Yuantian's divine eyes a young-looking man, and underneath him was a monkey with golden hair.

"Hello, we meet again."

The monkey also noticed Ye Fan, walked up to him with a grin, and greeted him very naturally.

"You dare to come with so many people, aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Ye Fan was also surprised and said in a voice transmission.

"I came here today to see the Holy Body and Dao Fetus. As for those people you mentioned, I am not afraid of them."

The monkey sneered, turned around and left with the iron stick in his hand, and was soon drowned in the crowd and disappeared without a trace.

The ancient Wang family has arrived, with a group of more than ten people, led by Wang Chengkun, all of whom are quite powerful.

"My son Wang Teng has the potential to become an emperor. Today, he will start his journey to becoming an emperor with the blood of the Holy Body and Dao Embryo!"

Wang Chengkun stood with his hands behind his back, looking very conceited, with an arrogant look all over his face.

His voice was undisguised and spread over dozens of miles, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

(End of this chapter)