Prince Jin is the crown prince of the Tianpeng royal family. He has a strong royal bloodline, and his bloodline concentration is the highest among the great powers of his generation.

At the same time, he has a peak real-life cultivation level and ranks first among the rising stars of the great powers.

"The younger generation, with the highest cultivation level and the strongest bloodline, makes the 'Golden Prince' proud and invincible among the new star talents of the great country."

When Jiang Sanfeng mentioned Prince Jin, his face was solemn and there was deep fear in his eyes.

In fact, according to his inner thoughts, although Zhao Feng is strong, there is definitely a certain gap compared to Prince Jin.

However, as the helmsman, Zhao Feng has a relatively high status, and he has not seen through the other party's true and false situation, so it is difficult to draw conclusions in advance.

Zhao Feng nodded slightly, paying attention.

Before setting off, Zhao Feng would stay at the Iron-Blooded Headquarters for a few days, and then he would go to the royal capital with the deputy leader and others.

That night.

The deputy leader summoned Zhao Feng alone.

In the quiet hall, there were only the bloody Tiemo and Zhao Feng.

"Zhao Feng, your progress and achievements have greatly exceeded my expectations. This Holy Realm True Dragon Meeting is a great opportunity for you. With your strength and your luck, you should be able to advance.

one hundred."

Tie Mo smiled lightly.

"One hundred?"

Zhao Feng was slightly startled, this was not his ideal ranking.

But he knows that one hundred is a watershed.

As long as one hundred members of the Holy Realm True Dragon Association are reached, they will be able to lead the destiny of the mainland's True Dragon Geniuses and be named "True Dragon Geniuses".

If the True Dragon Genius has enough luck and the inheritance from outside the territory is in line, the True Dragon Genius will be eligible to enter.

"Zhao Feng, I'm not attacking you. The True Dragon will gather the proud men of the entire continent, such as Yu Tianhao from the Central Continent, whose cultivation level has reached the peak of the True Mystic level. He even challenged the True Dragon level and almost fought him.

Tantai Lanyue from the Eastern Continent, from a family of beast tamers, has contracted to tame three Zhenxuan level spiritual pets, one of which is a one-horned earth dragon beast, whose combat power is close to that of the God-level Sanctuary.

The True Dragon Society is truly a prosperous age of genius, transcending dozens of eras."

The blood-haired Tiemo seemed to see Zhao Feng's confidence and was dissatisfied with the result of ranking one hundred.

"Peak cultivation of Zhenxuan level? Challenging the realm of Allah?"

Zhao Feng couldn't help but be speechless. Living in his own era, he didn't know whether he was unlucky or lucky, but there were so many geniuses and perverts.

In the previous Holy Realm True Dragon Association, the number of Zhenxuan level members was very small, and there were usually a few Zhenxuan level minor achievers.

In this era, too many dazzling geniuses collide together. I don’t know whether they will be annihilated together or produce a brilliant and world-shaking brilliance.

"Of course, everything has pros and cons. The more geniuses there are, the stronger the true dragon's luck. According to the news from the divination school, in this era, the chance of Tianji inheritance being integrated with the mainland is much greater than before."

Tie Mo said with emotion.

Zhao Feng nodded and said: "Master, don't worry, I will do my best in this True Dragon Meeting."

After Tiemo's guidance, he understood his position.

"Don't be discouraged. You are still very young. The upper age limit of the Holy Realm True Dragon Club is fifty. Many contestants are twice your age. Many of them have participated in the last True Dragon Conference.

meeting……"

Tiemo nodded and smiled.

In his opinion, if Zhao Feng could hold on to the top 100 and sprint to the top 50, he was an amazing genius.

After all, Zhao Feng is still young, and his cultivation level is far behind those of the continent's peak geniuses.

In this True Dragon Meeting, Zhao Feng will probably not be able to make it into the top twenty, let alone win the first place. So in ten years, everything will be possible.

"More geniuses are actually a good thing, as they can attract stronger inheritance from outside the region."

Zhao Feng calmed down.

Watching Zhao Feng leave, Tie Mo looked hesitant and struggled for a moment, as if he wanted to make a decision.

"etc."

Tiemo suddenly taught him.

Zhao Feng turned around in confusion. He had just seen that the deputy leader was hesitant to speak.

"Come with me."

Tie Mo looked deeply at Zhao Feng, turned around and walked deeper into the hall.

Zhao Feng did not hesitate and followed closely.

Little did he know that the next trip would subtly change the trajectory of his destiny.

After passing several corridors, the two entered a secret hall.

Near this secret hall, there is actually a Zhenxuan level master and several Zhenxuan level masters hiding. If Zhao Feng didn't have divine eyes, it would be difficult to detect them.

At the corner of the secret hall, there is a row of steps.

Walking down the steps, Zhao Feng felt a strong breath.

There was a rapid beating in his spiritual eyes, as if he sensed something, and then returned to silence.

Stairs lead to an underground chamber.

"You're here? You brought a young man with you."

A weak and old voice came from the underground palace.

That voice seemed weak, but it directly reflected the spiritual level.

Zhao Feng's heart tightened. The other party's spiritual aura was extremely profound, surpassing any God-level one he had ever seen.

In the palace, there was a purple gold bed, and lying on it was an old man with thick eyebrows and red hair. The skin on his body was withered, and there was almost no trace of breath leaking out.

"Brother Hong."

Tiemo stepped forward and said hello, very casually.

The old man with thick eyebrows and red hair cast his dark gaze with a hint of inquiry.

"My lord, Zhao Feng, I have met my senior."

Zhao Feng quickly saluted.

For some reason, the old man with thick eyebrows and red hair in front of him gave him a deep and vast feeling, and he subconsciously did not use his spiritual eyes to look at it.

Even the dried up sea is countless times wider than the rivers.

"Brother Hong, he is the youngest helmsman in the history of this sect. He swept across the Qianshui River, kidnapped Princess Qin, won the pre-selection spot for the True Dragon Society, and assisted me in refining the 'Dark Light Wheel.'"

Tiemo felt a little proud when he mentioned Zhao Feng's various deeds.

After all, Zhao Feng was the genius general he single-handedly singled out.

"Such a young helmsman, only sixteen or seventeen years old? If it weren't for your vision, which has always been very accurate, it would be ridiculous for anyone else."

The old man with thick eyebrows and red hair glanced at Zhao Feng and could tell his approximate age.

Huh

He took a closer look and was a little surprised.

In the past in Honghu City, Liu Jiutian, the Lord of Honghu City, also saw the extraordinary power of Zhao Feng's blood eyes at a glance.

This old man with thick eyebrows and red hair also has the same vision, even more accurate than the blood-haired and iron-clad Lord of Honghu City.

"Very strange bloodline eyes, extremely powerful spiritual source..."

The old man with thick eyebrows and red hair stared at Zhao Feng with twinkling eyes, as if he saw a piece of peerless jade.

"Zhao Feng's strength is below the True Mysterious level, and it is almost impossible to meet an opponent. However, his bloodline pupils have still not exerted the power of true knowledge. Otherwise, this time, the 'Sacred Realm True Dragon Club' is expected to reach the top fifty, or even more.

Good results. I hope Brother Hong can give him some advice."

Tiemo explained.

"Haha, do you want me to give you advice, or are you bleeding heavily?"

The old man with thick eyebrows and red hair said angrily.

However, his eyes were still staring at Zhao Feng.

Suddenly, an invisible spiritual pressure faintly shook the void, penetrated the material world, and enveloped Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng was shaken physically and mentally, feeling an unprecedented pressure.

The old man with thick eyebrows and red hair seemed to be able to crush an elephant to death with just a trace of his breath.

Zhao Feng's left eye was filled with a strange light blue light.

In the left eye space, the icy cold pool surged with a layer of icy waves, and at the spiritual level, there was a strange chill.

"Um?"
To be continued...