"I know." Long Lingyin nodded. Her strength is no longer as good as Ning Xiao. As a senior sister, what qualifications do she have to not work hard?

"Ning Xiao, the fire spirit held by the candle dragon's mouth is a good thing. You must carefully comprehend the fire spirit is no worse than the ancient dragon ball." Dan Xuan said.

"I have been studying it too much. Master, I came this time to tell you that I am leaving the Dao Sect and going to the Holy Light City." Ning Xiao said.

When Long Lingyin heard Ning Xiao's words, she was shocked and looked at Ning Xiao in surprise.

"Holy Light City...the strong people are like clouds, are you sure you want to go now?" Dan Xuan asked.

"I think my strength is almost enough, I can go." Ning Xiao said.

"Holy Light City..." Dan Xuan sighed and said, "You must remember that Holy Light City gathers the strongest geniuses in the world, and is the final stage of the road to the great road. There, the quasi-saints and saints are ordinary, and those who are truly qualified to hire are all the supreme heavenly positions on the list of the Three Thousand True Dragons."

"I will be careful." Ning Xiao said.

"Be careful is not enough. Remember, the battle between the great way is alive and death! In the Holy Light City, everyone may become your enemies. They will do everything possible to kill you, and you must not be ruthless, because every time they die, you will have a higher chance of becoming a saint. If you want to become a saint, you must kill all the geniuses in the Holy Light City. So on this road, you either win or die, without a middle ground!"

"Master, I know." Ning Xiao focused heavily.

The final picture of the road to becoming a saint must be the strongest, stepping on the bones of all competitors, reaching the top and reaching the highest level.

Although Ning Xiao has practiced the Eternal Divine Art, and the fifth realm of the Immortal Emperor can match the Saint Realm, Ning Xiao also vaguely felt that this realm is average.

There are thousands of ways, but different paths are the same. Becoming a saint requires luck, and becoming an immortal emperor requires luck. In this state, it is obviously impossible to take the last step by relying on one's own body.

"It's good that you understand. Since you have decided to go to the Holy Light City, then go through all the secret realms of Taixuan Dao Sect before going, so that your strength will be stronger." Dan Xuan said.

"I know, master, then I'll go."

Ning Xiao nodded and left here.

Dan Xuan watched Ning Xiao leave and said leisurely: "Ling Yin, your junior brother will definitely be with us when he goes there. The holy heaven position on the top of the Nine Heavens True Dragon List is written for him. When he leaves now, he is the Dragon of the Qianyuan. When he comes back again, he may turn into Kunpeng in the clouds."

"Master, thank you. You are for my good intentions. It's a pity that I failed your kindness."

Long Lingyin bit her lip, feeling a little regretful.

"Your junior brother, he is slim. He has so many confidants." Taixuan shook his head and said.

"A confidante? Is Princess Taihao counting?" Long Lingyin asked.

"She doesn't count!" Dan Xuan shook his head.

"Where is Donghuang Siye, the young master of the Donghuang lineage?"

"Just forget it." Dan Xuan just smiled.

"Master, is my junior brother really that talent?" Long Lingyin asked.

"It really is. If only one person in the world could become a saint, then this person must be your junior brother, because your junior brother is the one favored by fate.

Even the Saint Yaoguang made friends when your junior brother was small to promote cause and effect.”
Chapter completed!