CHAPTER 570: CHAPTER 354 HE IS NOT ALONE_2

Four thousand years ago, he knew his goal had always been to stand at the pinnacle of power. Clearly, he had not grown weaker over the millennia. What was worse, it seemed as though he had vanished from the surface of the world. He appeared uninterested in the evolution of the world, which suggested he might have left the plane or simply enjoyed watching petty humans struggle in their mundane lives.

When most of the foreign guards arrived, Yan Xiaobao ceased his physical training. Looking out the window of his room, he could see the training grounds, which were filled every day with guards wearing various uniforms. They constantly sparred amongst each other, competing to see who was the strongest.

All these guards were King-level or above. To Yan Xiaobao, their battles carried significant risks—although he could defeat King-level senior experts, he had nothing to do with these new guards, making it uncertain whether they would show leniency. They were much stronger than Yan Xiaobao. Though he wished to improve his combat prowess, he was uninterested in risking injury during this critical period. The duels on the training grounds seemed utterly ruthless, as if they were fighting to determine who ruled the strongest county.

Yan Xiaobao let out a deep sigh, realizing it was the first time he hadn’t followed Wan Qiao’s training plan for him. He decided to take this moment to thoroughly evaluate its impact on his body.

Yan Xiaobao had long since succeeded in defeating the King Team. Whenever he entered his beast-like state, his strength far exceeded that of his human form. His power and mist-like energy were on par with a King-ranked magical beast, elevating his combat prowess by an entire level!

Whenever Yan Xiaobao was in his human state, as long as he was not fighting particularly formidable individuals, he could easily overpower early King-level senior experts. His spiritual energy was exceptionally pure. It was pure because it was refined from Pearl White Qi cultivated by Yan Xiaobao in his youth. While spiritual energy was weaker than martial power, the gap between him and early King-level opponents wasn’t significant. Through raw physical strength, he could overcome this disparity.

Training his physical body marked Yan Xiaobao’s most defining difference. Though he hadn’t become bulky, he managed to amplify his strength tenfold. His muscles were lean but brimming with vitality. When Hui Yu examined his body, pride was evident as he noted its transformation, power coursing beneath the skin. After a moment, a smile appeared on his face.

Just as Yan Xiaobao was about to assess his internal strength, there was a knock at his door. The young man opened his eyes as he walked toward the door. He had anticipated being summoned soon; however, it had only been three days since all the Lords had traversed Divine Domain at such an astonishing pace, leaving Yan Xiaobao surprised. As he passed through the castle, guards became a ubiquitous sight. It was as though the castle had turned into a gathering ground for the military.

Seeing so many senior experts manage to arrive at the capital so quickly left Yan Xiaobao amazed. It had only been three days since the delegation left to demand the convening of the Forest Country conference. The entire upper echelon of Chenyuan had gathered in this small, cultivator-filled castle.

The ones sent to fetch Yan Xiaobao were two of Wan Qiao’s guards, accompanied by two Unihorn Eagles. Both guards looked displeased.

When Yan Xiaobao first arrived at the castle, everyone mistook him for a Holy Name Expert. However, that misconception was dispelled when he began dueling one guard after another. The young man seemed to harbor a distinct dislike for Wan Qiao’s guards. It was clear he was inferior to many of them; nevertheless, he had still managed to capture the attention of their revered Wan Qiao.

Yan Xiaobao paid no mind to the guards, focusing solely on his training and raising his cultivation level.

When Yan Xiaobao didn’t head toward Wan Qiao’s private residence, the guards were a bit taken aback. He assumed the woman would want to speak with him before attending a meeting involving all the senior experts of the Divine Domain. Frowning, he asked the guards, "Where are you taking me?"

Glancing back at Yan Xiaobao, neither guard answered. Instead, they continued walking. Finally, Yan Xiaobao halted, crossing his arms in front of his chest. He looked at the two sour-faced guards and said, "I won’t take another step until you tell me where you’re taking me. For all I know, you could be tossing me into some purged dungeon where I’d never be able to leave."

Though his tone was rude, the white-haired young man didn’t care in the slightest, especially after noticing the earlier glares from the two guards.

Before either of them could respond, a collective sigh escaped the pair. One of them finally opened his mouth, saying, "The lady ordered us to fetch you. She commanded it herself, so just follow us and stop asking questions."

"That won’t work," Yan Xiaobao replied immediately. "Every time Wan Qiao summons me, I’m taken to her private residence. This clearly isn’t the same route to her private residence, so I demand to know where you’re truly taking me."

As Yan Xiaobao spoke, the expression on the guards’ faces seemed to shift; their spirits dimmed. Yet neither dared to treat him too unkindly. It was evident that if he complained to Wan Qiao, disaster would surely befall them.

"The lady isn’t in her private chambers; instead, she’s in the library. I believe Mr. Pan is with her," one of the guards finally sighed. "Now that you know our destination, please follow us and cease your questioning. This isn’t a public meeting."