Fan Zhen patted the body of the Ba Tian Eagle, indicating that it should not have any hostile intentions.

  The Eagle King lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the eighteen students, and when he looked at Liu Wuxie, a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.

  It's strange, when looking at Mo Chong, his eyes are calm, but why does he shudder slightly when looking at Liu Wu Xie.

  The majestic eagle shook its massive head and regained its haughty demeanor.

  "Everyone get on and go!"

  The eagle half-squatted its body, making it easier for them to land on it.

  Luò Zhāo Jūn was the first to climb onto Bá Tiān Yīng's back, sitting at the very front, almost at the base of Bá Tiān Yīng's neck.

  Mo Chong closely followed, the other students jumped one after another, steadily landing on the back of the Ba Tian Eagle, soft fur, very comfortable to sit on, like falling into a cotton pile.

  The whole body is wrapped in soft and fluffy down feathers.

  On either side of the back is a hard backbone, like two towering mountain peaks, perfectly protecting them in the middle position to prevent being blown away by hurricanes.

  High-speed flight, powerful airflow, can tear open the body of a true Dan realm cultivator.

  Ordinary shampoo can't withstand it at all, the body of the demon beast is too large, they ignore this gust of wind.

  Fan Zhen made his final dash forward.

  Luo Zhaojun sat in the front row and Fan Zhen sat in the back row, protecting the 18 students in between.

  "The view ahead is good, let's go!"

  He didn't rush, but instead came up and walked forward, sitting steadily behind Luo Zhaojun.

  Everyone rushed forward in a hurry, only the front could see the beautiful scenery.

  It was strange that Liu Wuxie didn't move forward, but instead walked backward and sat in front of Fan Zhen.

  "Brother Liu, why don't you sit in the front?"

  The three female students who followed looked at Liu Wuxie curiously, and one of them asked.

  "I suggest you sit in the back!"

  Liu Wuxie finished speaking and closed his eyes, cutting off all contact with the outside world.

  As for the reason, Liu Wu didn't bother to explain.

  "Xinglian Shimei, don't listen to him, come over here quickly, the view is too good here."

  Bai Fan waved his hand behind him and let the three female disciples sit in front of him, with beautiful women accompanying him, so he wouldn't be lonely on this journey.

  It takes ten days of travel, and they have to spend their eating, drinking, pulling, and sleeping on the back of the eagle.

  Sitting alone in the back, it's hard to avoid feeling lonely.

  The female student named Xinglian glanced at Liu Wuxie, turned around and walked forward. Soon, two male students stood up, vacating a spot to let Xinglian sit in the middle.

  "Qin shi jie, let's still sit in the back!"

  The other two women did not move and chose to sit in the back position, about one meter away from Liu Wuxie.

  Qin Shijie nodded and the two of them sat down separately.

  After everyone was ready, Fan Zhen's gaze turned to Liu Wuxie, nodding in satisfaction, with a hint of praise flashing in his eyes.

  "Everyone is flying on a demon beast for the first time, at the beginning, there will be symptoms of dizziness and nausea. These are bags prepared for you, if you want to vomit, just throw up in them."

  Fan Zhen took out eighteen bags and handed them over one by one, distributing them into their hands.

  Some of the students were directly thrown into storage bags, what a joke, they are all geniuses, and have already achieved low-altitude flight, it's not like it's something difficult, how could dizziness occur.

  Fan Zhen didn't mind either, arranged everything, took out a whistle and put it to his mouth, and a strange melody appeared.

  The Hawk Lord received the instruction, spread his wings and sat in front of a dozen or so students with excited expressions.

  Even if it's a true elixir realm, it can't fly, Liu Wuxie displays his true energy and transforms into a shape, but only at a height of several dozen meters.

  The flying height of the eagle is at least around 10,000 meters. High altitude and low altitude are two completely different states.

  Gently flapping its wings, the massive body slowly rises into the air.

  Mo Chong and Bai Fan looked at the trees and mountains below their feet, getting smaller and smaller, with an urge to shout loudly.

  Very soon!

  This momentum was ruthlessly interrupted by a violent gust of wind.

  When it reached mid-air, the eagle suddenly flew forward at an incredible speed, stirring up a storm with every flap of its wings.

  The speed is getting faster and faster, a violent hurricane is coming straight at us.

  Lu Zhaojun took out a prepared headscarf and covered her face. Mo Chong and the others didn't have such good luck.

  The terrifying gale was like a knife, cutting across Mo Chong's face and his body.

  Let's not talk about whether we can speak or not, opening our mouths is already a big problem.

  Just as they were about to speak, a violent gust of wind blew directly into their mouths, almost choking them to death.

  The sound of laughter and conversation has disappeared, and the enthusiasm for appreciating the beautiful scenery is also gone.

  The storm is getting worse. When the eagle flies, no one dares to move. As soon as you stand up, you will be blown away by the storm in an instant.

  They can only move their bodies when the hawk stops flying.

  Qin Shijie and another woman looked at Liu Wuxie together, their beautiful eyes revealing a hint of shock.

  "Thanks for reminding me, Young Master Liu!"

  Qin Shijie suddenly spoke up, they were sitting in the back, the stormy waves did not reach this side, and did not affect their conversation. On both sides were vertebrae, which blocked the storm outside.

  Liu Wuxie didn't open his eyes, lightly nodded and took it as an answer, continuing his cultivation.

  "Qin Shijie, how did Liu Shidi know that sitting in front would be hit by the gale?"

  The woman beside him asked with a curious face, had he ridden a flying demon beast before?

  The older woman was called Qin Lei, and the questioning woman was called Li Nangxiang. One came from the Qin family and one from the Li family, two of the five major families in the Imperial City.

  "There's too much mystery surrounding Young Master Liu, I'm not sure what it is myself, maybe he has a deeper understanding of things than we do!"

  Qin Lei let out a bitter laugh.

  Everyone is young and it's natural to be curious, so it can't be helped if someone sits in front of you.

  On the contrary, Liu Wuxie was mature and composed, completely inconsistent with his age.

  The storm grew more and more violent, and after a time of about an hour, several large cities were left behind.

  Mo Chong and others had blood on their faces, experiencing what it's like to have a face cut by a knife.

  It's nothing much that they are men, Xinglian has had enough of them to die, why don't they listen to Liu Wuxie's advice.

  On her delicate face, strips of red blood vessels appeared, looking quite terrifying.

  The day after tomorrow!

  Fan Zhen suggested that the eagle should take a rest, everyone was tired and needed to replenish and facilitate.

  They fell in a deserted mountain range, Mo Chong and the others' bodies were completely stiff, and it took them about an incense stick's worth of time to recover, before they got down from Ba Tian Ying's body.

  The moment it landed, crazy vomiting, more than 100 blood-colored mouths appeared on everyone's face.

  Mo Chong was a true Dan realm, his physical body was very strong, and he wasn't seriously injured. Those students in the Washing Marrow Realm weren't so lucky.

  "Ah......my face!"

  Xinglian took out a copper mirror and looked at her own face, letting out a scream, unable to believe that the person in the copper mirror was herself.

  Disheveled and unkempt, like a malevolent spirit crawling out of hell.

  "Nothing's wrong, how does it feel!"

  Fan Zhen walked over and asked with concern.

  "It's okay!"

  Walked to one side and continued to sit cross-legged, not letting go of any cultivation time.

  After the Battle of Hundred Nations, break through the True Dan Boundary.

  The divine bridge is getting wider and wider, absorbing more and more divine power.

  "No wonder Young Master Liu is so powerful, he's indeed a cultivation madman!"

  Li Nianxiang's face was full of admiration, and on this road, only Liu Wuxie was cultivating.

  After resting for a while, everyone returned one after another to the back of the Tyrant Heaven Eagle.

  This time everyone learned their lesson and chose a position at the back as soon as they boarded.

  Only where Liu Wuxie sat did no one dare to fight for a seat.

  The next few days were relatively calm, flying for a day and resting for a while.

  In a flash, ten days have passed, and I don't know how many billions of miles I've traversed. Ahead of me appears an endless plain.

  From afar in the sky, similar flying demonic beasts are approaching this way.

  "Everyone cheered up, we're ready to move on."

  Fan Zhen reminded everyone to open their eyes, with excitement on their faces, overflowing in their words.

  A decade-long war among a hundred nations, those who successfully make it through are selected by their sect and become a member of the cultivation world.

  From then on, he embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, and his family benefited from it. He could even recommend a family member to enter the cultivation world.

  Only Liu Wu Xie's face remained unchanged, without any ripples, as if nothing could shake his heart.

  Calm down.

  Calm down.

  The body of the Hawk King began to dive, falling towards the plain.

  After a stick of incense, it fell steadily to the ground, and a desolate breath rushed towards me.

  This aura is extremely thick and heavy, far exceeding that of the Great Yan Imperial Court by countless times. Even breathing seems to have become somewhat urgent.

  Twenty people all looked down and stood aside, feeling the environment of this place.

  "Do you know what this place is called?"

  Every time he brings students over, Fan Zhen has to explain it once, and this time is no exception.

  Everyone shook their heads collectively, including Liu Wuxie.

  Muyue Ying didn't know much about the war of a hundred nations. She told Liu Wuxie that most of it was knowledge from the cultivation world.

  "This place is called Longquan Battlefield!"

  Mentioning this place, Fan Zhen's face was solemn, which should be his reverence and respect for this place.

  "Longquan Battlefield?"

  "What a strange name!"

  They first heard of this name, and this place had long deviated from the Great Yan Dynasty.

  During this time they also passed through other imperial domains before successfully arriving.

  "Do you want to know why this is called Longquan Battlefield?"

  The eagle spread its wings and flew away, going to the nearby mountain range to forage, waiting for the war of a hundred nations to end before coming back to pick them up.

  "Director, stop being mysterious and just say it!"

  Bai Fan was somewhat impatient, letting the dean hurry up and talk about what the Longquan battlefield was.

  Liu Wuxie didn't have much interest, after falling down, he sensed that there was a familiar aura here.

  "Because real dragons once fought here, their blood and bones are buried on this battlefield, so it's called the Dragon Arena Battlefield."

  To put it bluntly, this is where the true dragon lies in death. After the true dragon's demise, its fresh blood irrigated the ground, its bones gave birth to mountains and forests, and its sinews formed the earth.

  "Is there really a divine dragon in this world?"

  Everyone's face showed infinite yearning.

  The dragon is limited to legend and has never been seen.

  "Very soon you will know, in this world there are not only divine dragons, but also many races that you do not know of. The True Martial Continent is far greater than what you can imagine, with countless tribes standing tall. We humans are just one of the many."

  If they hadn't come here, Fan Zhen wouldn't have told them these things, lest they get too big for their britches.

  Now that they're here, there's some knowledge that must be made known to them.