Killing intent appeared on Zhao Feng’s face. Elder Jiang’s footsteps froze. The wisp of killing intent from the blue-haired youth made him feel cold.

  Most importantly, Third Highness was held hostage.

  According to his analysis, the opponent had reached the True Mystic Rank at the least. There was no chance at all.

  “You ask.”


  Elder Jiang sighed heavily with bitterness and Zhao Feng nodded his head in satisfaction.

  The group fell dead silent, awaiting Zhao Feng’s “questioning.”


  First question.

  “Where is this?”


  The blue-haired youth asked casually.

  What!?

  Third Highness and company felt as if their throats had been choked, but Elder Jiang didn’t dare respond slowly, “This is the edge of the Former Sky Rich Strong Country. Another several thousand miles southeast will be the closest city of the Sky Rich Strong Country.”


  Sky Rich Strong Country.

  Zhao Feng’s eyes twinkled. This wasn’t far off from his guesses.

  This place could only be near the two strong countries as no one didn’t know Zhao Feng in the Thirteen Countries.

  “Why is this called the Former Sky Rich Strong Country? What kind of existence is the Iron Dragon Alliance?”


  Zhao Feng continued asking.

  “Are you…… not from the Cloud area?”


  Elder Jiang was puzzled.

  Did this youth not know that the Sky Rich Strong Country had been destroyed and the Former Sky Rich Strong Country was now the territory of the Iron Dragon Alliance?

  After some questioning, Zhao Feng now knew what the current situation of the Cloud area was.

  Before Zhao Feng had left, the balance between the Iron Dragon Strong Country and Sky Rich Strong Country had been broken.

  From the surface, it was because the Iron Dragon Strong Country had a new True Lord Rank, but in reality, all of this was caused by the Scarlet Moon Demonic Religion.

  Two years ago, when the Thirteen Clan Alliance Banquet was held, the Sky Rich Strong Country had been defeated by the Iron Dragon Strong Country.

  To stop the Thirteen Clans from helping the Sky Rich Strong Country, the Iron Dragon Strong Country sent their experts and attacked the geniuses in the Alliance Banquet.

  Zhao Feng still remembered how the Broken Moon Clan was chased.

  On that day, Master Haiyun betrayed them and attacked the original Broken Moon Clan Master, resulting in the pure and beautiful Clan Master’s death.

  On that day, First Elder burnt his Qi of True Spirit and lost an arm.

  On that day, Zhao Feng led the survivors and escaped the pursuit of experts at the True Spirit Realm.

  Finally, Zhao Feng took First Elder’s letter to find the woman called Liu Qinxin in the Canopy Great Country.

  Before he left, Zhao Feng had been wanted by Master Haiyun across the Thirteen Countries.

  Thinking back to these events, Zhao Feng’s heart was mixed.

  Without the situation back then, there would be no current him.

  This was also why Zhao Feng gave up the chance to stay in the Purple Saint Ruins and chose to return here.

  “The Iron Dragon Alliance has control of the Iron Dragon Strong Country, while the Sky Rich Strong Country and Thirteen Countries are now subordinates. It could be said that the entire Cloud area has been overtaken by the Iron Dragon Strong Country and they are extending their forces outward to nearby strong countries……”


  Elder Jiang’s voice was solemn when he mentioned the strength of the Iron Dragon Alliance and he paid attention to Zhao Feng’s expression while he spoke.

  The blue-haired youth would occasionally have killing intent flicker and sigh.

  Elder Jiang guessed that this blue-haired youth should have left the Cloud area before the Iron Dragon Alliance was created. This youth had a unique feeling toward the Cloud area, but he didn’t even know the situation of this place.

  This meant that this youth might not be an enemy.

  Elder Jiang let out a breath and closely inspected Zhao Feng but couldn’t remember him.

  It was Third Highness who stared closely at Zhao Feng and exclaimed, “Are you the person who was wanted two years ago? The number one genius of the Thirteen Countries?”


  Third Highness tried to recall the youth. The person who was wanted had azure hair and one eye, while this youth in front of them had blue hair and his left eye was dim.

  “I didn’t think that there’d still be people in the Sky Rich Strong Country that remember me.”


  Zhao Feng murmured.

  “This means that we’re not enemies but friends……”


  Third Highness was overjoyed.

  “That’s right, we all come from the Sky Rich Strong Country and are the Iron Dragon Alliance’s enemies.”


  “Third Highness and we are the Personal disciples of the Sky Wind Pavilion, the head of the Sky Rich Seven Clans.”


  The other five or six people said with respect.

  Zhao Feng recalled that the Sky Wind Pavilion was the Sky Rich Strong Country’s most powerful clan and was comparable to one of the weaker four major families of the Canopy Great Country.

  Back then he had attended the Thirteen Clan Alliance Banquet and the Sky Wind Pavilion had been destroyed.

  “This old one is an Elder of the Sky Wind Pavilion and not from the Imperial family. We’re trying to rise again but we’ve constantly been chased by the Iron Dragon Alliance.”


  The brown-robed Elder Jiang’s face was filled with bitterness.

  Zhao Feng now fully understood the situation of the Cloud area.

  Put simply, the Cloud area was now ruled by the Iron Dragon Alliance and only a small number of people were resisting.

  The situation was much more severe than Zhao Feng had imagined.

  He even had the thought of whether he should go back to the Canopy Great Country and ask for support.

  However, he quickly perished this thought.

  Although the situation of the Cloud area was bad, Zhao Feng wasn’t the same as back then.

  At this moment in time.

  Sou Sou Sou——

  The sound of flying appeared in the clouds.

  Hmm?

  Zhao Feng glanced over and saw a large blood-winged bird in the clouds. On it were more than a dozen figures and the weakest aura was at the Sixth or Seventh Sky of the Ascended Realm.

  “Hahaha…… spawn of the Sky Wind Pavilion, you won’t be able to escape today.”


  The figures flew off the blood-winged bird.

  The leader was a bony figure holding a blood-colored sickle. The person licked their lips and released an aura that dyed the skies red.

  “Not good, that person is the ‘Blood Sickle Slaughterer’ who once slew a city full of tens of thousands of people and even destroyed a small Clan with a group of elites.”


  The brown-robed Elder Jiang’s face went pale white.