Hegemons Call-out System

The Spirit Race was a refined form of nature, and they were both called the Spirit Race. They were the spirits of heaven and earth, and they were able to seize the good fortune between heaven and earth.

The Imperial City of the Spirit Race, which was also the Holy Land of the Spirit Race. The Spirit Origin City was also known as the Illusory City by many living beings of the seven realms.

A city that was built on a towering tree was also a fortress. The Spirit Origin City was the origin of the Spirit Race, and also the base of the Spirit Race.

Spirit Origin City had existed in the seven realms for tens of thousands of years. Even after many great god and devil wars, Spirit Origin City had always been standing in the seven realms. Legend has it that in the ancient times, the Divine King had fallen here.

In the ancient times, when the Hundred Races lived in this world, they were all hegemony existences. Not only did they possess an extremely strong physical body, they were even the Pang'er of the heavens, and every race had their own supreme experts. Unfortunately, as time passed, these powerful races had lost all ability to live on, and as the years went by, these powerful races slowly walked towards their doom.

Because of their unique method of birth, the Spirit Race had a very small number of people, and in these past few years, even in front of the human race's powerful reproduction ability, there were very few traces of them within the seven realms. Even so, the Spirit Origin City that they relied on had problems, so all these years, the Spirit Race had been searching for a new living space.

When Long Xuan's group of four appeared outside the Spirit Origin City, three days had already passed.

Looking at the gigantic Spirit Origin City in the distance, Long Xuan and the other two were once again shocked by the strength of the Spirit Race.

"What a big tree."

Hong Ziyi couldn't help but scream.

Although Xiao Xue was the spirit of the artifact, the scene before her eyes couldn't help but cause her to reveal a shocked expression.

Long Xuan also looked at the city on the tree in a daze.

Yelv Feiyan was very satisfied with their performance. As a spirit race member of the imperial family, she had always been proud of the spirit race. Everyone who came to the Spirit Origin City would be surprised by the Spirit Origin City in front of them.

She said somewhat proudly, "We have arrived. This is the sacred land of our Spirit Race – the Spirit Origin City."

And at this time, a group of spirit race soldiers wearing green battle robes came out from the surrounding trees. They surrounded the four of them.

Most of these spirit race warriors were at the Infant stage realm, and a few of them were at the efferent phase realm. The one in the lead was at the early stage of the [Body Fusion] realm;

The appearance of these people did not surprise the four.

After Yelv Feiyan showed him a green order badge, the soldiers let them through. As they headed towards the Spirit Origin City, they met tens of such patrolling teams.

After walking for a few dozen kilometers, the patrolling teams' cultivation base was getting higher and higher. When they were close to the city gate, these patrolling teams were all formed up of strong warriors with tribulation stage cultivation.

Under Yelv Feiyan's lead, the four of them entered the Spirit Origin City without any problems.

The size of the Spirit Origin City was not below the Central State City, but there were clearly fewer people here. The shops and markets on the streets were also scattered about, and compared to the cities of the human race, this place seemed extremely desolate.

Yelv Feiyan's mood seemed to have dropped as she led a few people towards a huge palace at the center of the city.

Long Xuan and the other two did not say much as they followed behind Yelv Feiyan.

The four of them quickly arrived at the front of the palace, and the two rows of guards did not obstruct them. It was clear that they recognized Yelv Feiyan, who was leading them, and the four of them immediately entered the palace.

Standing within the great hall, Yelv Feiyan looked at the three of them and asked softly: "Sir Long, can you follow this little girl to see that person?"

Although Long Xuan was curious about Yelv Feiyan's actions, when he thought about how they were from the same hometown, he nodded his head.

Seeing that Long Xuan had agreed to it, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He casually summoned a servant from the Spirit Clan, and told her to bring Hong Ziyi and Hong Ziyi to a rest while she led Long Xuan to the back of the hall.

After passing through countless palaces, they finally arrived at a small courtyard filled with plants.

Standing outside the small courtyard, Yelv Feiyan bowed to the small courtyard with a solemn expression, and said: "Master, Fei Yan has returned."

Hearing Yelv Feiyan's voice, the two tightly closed courtyard doors automatically opened, and a somewhat imposing voice came out from within:

"Come in."

"Yes!"

Then, she stood at the side of the courtyard door and made a gesture to invite Long Xuan in.

With regards to the current Yelv Feiyan, Long Xuan's heart was filled with suspicion and he earnestly looked at her. Long Xuan didn't see anything wrong with her, so he didn't hesitate any longer and stepped into the courtyard.

This was a house that was similar to Earth's old courtyard. Not only was there countless flowers and plants, there were also several spiritual fields cultivated by people. Within these spiritual fields grew hundreds of different medicinal plants.

Just as Long Xuan was looking at the scene in the courtyard, a ripple came from the space and a figure slowly appeared in the courtyard.

"Hahaha!"

This person hadn't appeared yet, but his loud laughter had been heard a long time ago.

As Long Xuan listened to the other party's laughter, he kept on having a familiar feeling, and when he could clearly see the person's face, he revealed an extremely shocked expression.

Then, without another word, he dashed towards his opponent, and the two of them started fighting.

You punch, I punch, you kick, my kick, these were all moves from Earth's special forces.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had fought for more than a hundred moves, and then the opponent had punched Long Xuan on the shoulder, while Long Xuan had also kicked him out.

The two of them engaged in a lively battle. After a few hundred moves, the two of them hugged each other and laughed heartily.

Yelv Feiyan stood at the side and watched the two people the entire time. Even though she had a puzzled expression on her face, she was mostly curious.

"Kid, you actually didn't die?"

Using his hand to fiercely punch his chest, Long Xuan roared out.

In front of him was a man around forty years old. He was also looking at Long Xuan with a face full of smiles right now, and his mouth was shouting: "Captain, you missed me to death."

The middle-aged man in front of him was his comrade-in-arms from his previous life — Wu Tong. The last time he had returned to Earth, he had looked for this person, but had not received any news about him. He did not expect that the other party would appear in the Holy City of the Spirit Race.