At nine o'clock on May 8th, when the sky was still dark, Biyuan Royal City, a huge imperial capital, woke up early like a prehistoric monster. In the past, Biyuan City, the imperial capital, always had to wait until dawn to wake up from dormancy, but today, it woke up extremely early. Almost as soon as the noise started, fire dragons lit up in Biyuan King City. The city gates remained closed almost all night, especially the north gate leading to Yuanling Mountain, which was even busier at this time. The large groups of soul warriors and the chariots of princes and nobles of all sizes in Biyuan King City swarmed towards Yuanling Mountain. Of course, the largest number were those who came from far away to watch the grand Yuanling Hunting event. Although it is said that Biyuan King City is surrounded by Yuanling Mountain, in fact, it takes dozens of miles to reach the foot of the mountain. In addition, there are many people, so we have to set off in advance no matter what. Most of those who will set off now are fast-footed soul warriors, like ordinary civilians who set off early last night. However, Jiang Cheng did not have to get up in the middle of the night and rush on the road. With his status, he was part of the escort. When the time came, he could just go to the foot of Yuanling Mountain with the large army of the Biyuan Kingdom. At dawn, when the extremely dull but terrifying murderous drum beat sounded, Jiang Cheng, who only brought Hou Pan with him, appeared in front of the palace of Biyuan Kingdom on time. When I just ordered the number plate at the inner court official, the horseshoe sounded like a thunder. When Jiang Cheng turned his head, he saw hundreds of knights, galloping a knight towards the palace on the side of the palace. The knight who was surrounded was none other than Pei Muye, the eldest son of Duke Cheng. Next to him was Hong Ying, the son of General Hong, who had taken the thorn to plead guilty last time. He was staring at Jiang Cheng with an extremely malicious look. If looks could kill, Jiang Cheng would have been killed by Hong Ying hundreds of times by now. Pei Muye is still so personable and has the air of a prince. When passing by Jiang Cheng, Pei Muye waved his hand slightly, and the hundreds of knights behind him suddenly reined in their horses. They stopped neatly beside Jiang Cheng. "Jiang Danzun, I have to say that you are really lucky. You can come out of a place like Yinlan Daze unscathed. Pei is really impressed!" A smile spread across his face. , but between the lines. But it is full of the smell of gunpowder. "Oh, I've always had good luck! Of course, sometimes, luck is also a kind of strength, don't you think so?" Jiang Cheng squinted and smiled. Since Duke Cheng¡¯s government thinks that it was his luck that he came back alive from Yinlan Daze, that is Jiang Cheng¡¯s luck. in other words. Their emphasis on Jiang Cheng may not have reached the extreme yet, and Jiang Cheng's power against him may become stronger and stronger, but they have no idea of ??Jiang Cheng's current true strength. "Of course. However, the reason why luck is called luck is because it comes and goes. Moreover, in the face of absolute strength, luck is not very effective." Pei Muye smiled brightly. "By the way, Jiang Danzun, there is something I'm afraid you don't know very well, so I want to tell you specifically." Pei Muye said with a smile. "Oh?" Jiang Cheng showed a playful expression, "What's the matter, please tell me?" "Participating in the Yuanling Hunting held every ten years. You have to sign a life and death certificate. As long as you enter the hunting ground, it doesn't matter whether you live or die!" At this point, Pei Muye's voice suddenly stopped and said: "According to statistics, the battle fatality rate in the Great Yuanling Hunting once every ten years is as high as 10%." "It's only 10%! I'm sure, I It's definitely not the 10%, it's you!" Jiang Cheng showed a playful smile. Pei Muye's expression suddenly froze, and then he smiled again: "Who dares to take my life? Who can take it? Jiang Danzun, but you have to be careful. I heard that there are already several death warrior groups targeting you. "I hope Jiang Danzun can still stand up when I find him." "You will see it!" Jiang Cheng nodded confidently. "That's true. Wouldn't it be boring to see Jiang Danzun's corpse? Hahahaha" Amid laughter, Pei Muye rode away with hundreds of knights. Looking at Pei Muye leaving, Jiang Cheng's eyes narrowed to a slit. He liked that he even had to sign a life and death certificate for the Yuanling Hunt that happened once every ten years! "My Lord, please take me to participate in this Yuanling Hunting. Although my cultivation level is not very good, my tracking skills can avoid many enemies!" Hou Pan, who was following Jiang Cheng, was a little confused. Said worriedly. Because according to Jiang Cheng¡¯s arrangement, he had to participate in the Yuanling Hunt alone without anyone else. Although Jiang Cheng currently only has one follower, Hou Pan, whose cultivation level is only at the early stage of the Soul Devouring Realm. However, according to Danzun Bu, as long as Jiang Cheng lets out the words, in less than a day, hundreds of soul warriors will gather around him to serve him. An alchemy master can always receive many followers, if the alchemy master is not too troublesome. "Enemy, I wish I had an enemy to come to me? If I take you with me, it will bring disaster to you. You can just watch the fun outside the hunting ground." Jiang Cheng said directly. When Hou Pan was about to say something else, he saw Jiang Cheng's face darken, and Hou Pan was so frightened that he swallowed up all the words he said. Although Jiang Cheng is not the kind of person who can say the right thing, once he makes a decision, no one can change it. After waiting at the gate of the palace for half an hour, the top dignitaries of Biyuan City finally gathered together. Then, the eldest princess Luo Li came forward and invited His Majesty the King of Biyuan Kingdom to preside over the sacrificial ceremony. However, this is not the end yet. According to the rules of Biyuan Kingdom¡¯s once-a-decade Yuanling Hunt, His Majesty the King of Biyuan Kingdom has to go to the War Spirit Hall to invite the Duke of Zhenguo to preside over the ten-year Yuanling Hunt. Yuan Ling's great hunt has extremely troublesome procedures. After arriving at the entrance of the War Spirit Hall, many dignitaries of the Biyuan Kingdom lined up in two rows to greet them at the door. The eldest princess Luo Li and His Majesty Luo Ye, the King of the Biyuan Kingdom, entered the War Spirit Hall on foot and respectfully invited the old Duke Lin of the town to come out. Host the ceremony. There were two people who went in and two people who came out. However, the eldest princess Luo Li stayed in the War Spirit Hall. It was said that she was guarding the War Spirit Hall on behalf of Zhen Guo Linggong. When the old Lord Zhenguo appeared in a black cloak with an invisible aura on his face, the terrifying spiritual pressure immediately caused all the dignitaries present, including Lord Zhenguo and Duke Cheng Guo knelt down involuntarily. Jiang Cheng vaguely felt that he could withstand the spiritual pressure, but in the end, he still knelt down obediently and watched the old Lord of Zhenguo slowly walk past him before stepping into the car. No one noticed that when the old Duke of Zhenguo passed by, Hou Pan's nose twitched several times. When Old Linggong of Zhenguo got into the car and the team started to set off towards Yuanling Mountain, Hou Pan suddenly pulled Jiang Cheng and whispered nervously: "My lord, I smelled something strange just now. I don¡¯t know if I should say it?¡± ¡°Strange smell?¡± Jiang Cheng frowned.