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At the other end of the Northwest Wilderness, tens of thousands of miles away, were two incomparably large straits that had been built into a port pass.

Countless ships entered the sea from the canal, carrying all kinds of goods for dumping into the foreign countries. At the same time, there were also many ships that came back from overseas loaded and entered the inland area.

However, all the ships that came and went had to pass through this seaport and pay the customs duty before they could enter or leave the seaport. Every year, at least a third of the revenue collected by the Customs came from this port, involving hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars in transactions. Every day, a large amount of taxes was collected into the national treasury.

The Hong Dynasty's fleet was also the strongest in history. Under the cover of gunfire, any expert that attacked would be courting death.

And the actual controller of this harbor, the highest commander of the customs, was the First Prince, Hong Qi Tian.

All the merchant fleets that passed by knew that at least a third or even half of the customs duties they had to pay had entered this person's pockets and were deemed as private.

It could be said that the eldest son of Emperor Hong Wu was as wealthy as a nation.

His mansion was at the top of the mountain range at the top of the strait. It was built by customs and could detect the movements of every merchant ship that entered or left the pass at any time.

This manor was quite impressive as well. There were sculptures and paintings of buildings, pavilions, gardens, and many manors connected to the manor. It was so grand that one couldn't see the end of it.

At that moment, deep in the core of the residence, outside of a pitch-black palace, there was a person kneeling and reporting something.

"Great sir, we have captured Jiang Lisha and brought her here. But no matter how we torture her, she doesn't open her mouth, and is unwilling to reveal the many secrets of the Que Wonderland." Furthermore, during our secret capture, there was still one more fish that escaped out of the Que Wonderland and snuck into the wasteland from the capital. It seems like they are going to ask for help from the thirty-sixth prince.

This person was kneeling outside the hall, but he was trembling in fear, not daring to raise his head at all.

It was as if the thing in front of him was not the pitch-black entrance of the palace, but the bloody mouth of a demon from hell.

The hall was dark, void, and devoid of any light. It was as if time itself had frozen inside the hall; it simply didn't exist.

"Hmm? That piece of trash, Old Thirty-Six, has actually not been eliminated by my brothers? It looks like my brothers are trash as well. Only trash will be able to deal with the existence of trash. "

A cold voice came from the darkness of the hall. It was dry, sharp, and hoarse, as if sharp metals were rubbing against a glazed stone, and it made a sound, "There's no need to strengthen our defenses. This mansion of mine is extremely well-fortified, so what if number two, number three, crown prince number four, and number five, number seven came together?

Why do we need to secretly release the news when we've captured Jiang Li Shuo? Wasn't it to continuously attract this person's accomplices to rescue him? How about this, you send that Jiang Lisha to my hall. With me here, I want to see who can save her? It just so happens that I have to send those few elders from the Que realm over as well. I want to draw out the blood in their bodies for cultivation. "

"Yes!" This servant will do it immediately. " That person nodded, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. Just as he was about to stand up and leave, he suddenly thought of something and continued, "Great sir, the thirty-sixth prince might not be as simple as you think.

According to the intelligence reports, what kind of agreement did he have with the Mo family? He actually made Mo Ning Xiang talk about the Mo family, deployed the Great Spirit God of the Pan Wu and built a land for him, and his speed even surpassed Li Muyue, the Second Prince, and the 18th Prince … "

"Bring me all the latest intelligence, I want to take a closer look." After a long while, from the depths of the hall came a faint, ghost-like sound, as if it came from hell itself.

"Yes." The person waved his hand behind him, and immediately, a bundle of "Greater Thousand Communication Notes" was delivered. All kinds of information were recorded on them, and they were all arranged and sorted. There were a total of eighteen bundles. The capital, the Wilderness, and even the imperial court and temples were all located outside of the city.

Suddenly, a wave of formless qi swept out from the hall like a hurricane, and the eighteen bundles of information were all swept into the depths of the hall, disappearing without a trace. After a long time, the voice once again rang out:

"The crown prince and eighth brother are also planning to send people to the Wilderness to lie in the muddy water and build a feudal fiefdom? It seemed like the oil from the Boorish Desolate was enough to move their hearts. The Crown Prince's Golden Crow Burning Sun Art had been stagnating for many years, and now it was time for him to make a breakthrough. But even if he was allowed to reach the Martial Saint realm, what could he do? Everyone said that he had the highest cultivation amongst our prince, but they didn't know that I had already walked in front of him. It's just that they didn't want to reveal it, so they intentionally spread the word that his cultivation is low.

There's also the Old Eighth Dragon Elephant, and behind him is the people of the Hai Clan. Over the years, the Hai Clan has competed with me in many competitions, so this time, he's going to the Wilderness with second brother, fourth brother, and even trash like the thirty-sixth brother. That's a good thing. "

The servants kneeling outside did not dare to answer. This question was related to the other princes and belonged to a higher level of the struggle. It was a question that a servant like himself could not interrupt.

"As for that piece of trash, other than the Li Que Wonderland and the Mo family, there are probably more powerful figures giving advice. Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't be able to bring out any treasures."

The voice from the darkness became more and more insidious.

"Send some people to spread the news, get those old fellows from the Li Que Paradise to kneel in front of me and kowtow to me, or else I will immediately kill Jiang Li Shuo and help me cultivate this divine art."

"Yes!" The servant hurriedly replied.

"Also, send people to assassinate Mo Ningxiang. Since he wants to rely on that piece of trash, Old Thirty-sixth, then he will be going against me. There's only death waiting for him." "Also, let the crown prince go to the Wilderness and train himself. He can fight a tribe of the Berserker Tribe next to the trash thirty-six's fiefdom. It will serve as my fief to suppress that piece of trash, and it will be my first step in setting up the Wilderness." Now that all of the princes are in the Wilderness, how could I miss out on such an opportunity? "

"Yes sir!"

In the darkness, the hall once again became solemn and murderous. It was completely silent, like a dark demonic land that was ready to swallow anything …

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Over ten days had passed since the feudal fiefdom was built. In this half a month, Hong Yu was training in his mansion every day, reorganizing his internal affairs, perfecting the supporting facilities within the feudal fiefdom, and at the same time, sending people out to advertise the various convenience of the feudal fiefdom in order to attract all sorts of businesses and adventurers.

At this point, the feudal fiefdom could be considered to be fully operational!

He had more than a thousand soldiers under his command. In addition to the many warriors sent by the Mo family, there were three thousand in total. Four thousand iron-backed demonic wolves were assigned to Lan Qifu.

Even the old devils, such as the washing servant, the Nine Demons Granny, and the wolf master, didn't stay idle. They opened a military academy in the feudal area, and the three of them took turns to teach and exercise for the soldiers.

Hong Yu did not interfere with any of this. In his current state, the food and drinks of thousands of people was a huge problem. If they were to be intimate, it would be difficult for him to take care of them even if he died from exhaustion.

His task was to train and improve his strength every day, and that was the key.

If one's strength was too high, then naturally, countless experts from the feudal fiefdom would come and fight with their names in succession. Any kind of turbulence could be suppressed by this power.

He could now understand some of Emperor Hong Wu's levels. He would be able to rule a country like cooking vegetables, let the Cabinet handle all sorts of civilian affairs, and he would be able to rule from above. As long as he could restrain the Evil God of Hell, this kind of primordial devil god, he would be able to guarantee a long term of peace.

Even if there were countless evil gods in the Infernal Realm, the Hongwu Emperor would suppress them as and when he said he would. He had no scruples. How could such a person care about scheming or scheming anything?

During these ten days of cultivation, Hong Yu spent his days in the underground palace, constantly drawing talismans with his blood essence and condensing them into a halo. He entered the Five Emperor Tree to help it recover and heal its wounds.

Surprisingly, not only did his cultivation not decrease because of the loss of his blood essence, but the Five Emperor Tree would also provide him with a large amount of essence energy to wash his body clean. Moreover, the strength in his body had also greatly increased, surpassing the strength of 50 ancient golden spears.

In addition, the astral energy within his body became purer, and his dantian's Qi Sea also seemed to have expanded. Even without activating the Immortal Sword, he could still send out thirty strikes before being exhausted.

It could be said that the purity of his astral energy had already reached the second level of the Divine Treasure realm. It was the level of an expert's Qi, and it was also extremely thick and continuous.

However, what was strange was that he did not break through to the second level of the Divine Treasure realm, nor did he reach the level where he could turn the essence of the battle into a weapon.

The second stage of the Divine Stash, although it was called the soldier level, it was actually a term for the formation. The real purpose was to first open four acupoints, then condense the four qi seeds of the First Heavenly Dipper, and then continuously convert the spiritual energy into the Qi of the First Heavenly Dipper into the Qi of the First Heavenly Dipper into the Qi of the Seventh Sea of the Dantian. Then, he would slowly familiarize himself with the usage of the energy and continue to practice controlling the qi.

There were also differences between air soldiers and air soldiers.

In order to cultivate a normal Qi Method, one must first open four acupoints, and then have four different kinds of Qi Transformation Stage cultivators, in order to be able to keep the True Qi in and out of the body, and in the end, refine the True Qi into the Qi and then condense it into the Qi Soldier form, but after that, at most, it would be as sturdy as a Blood Vein Steel Saber, and that was enough, but it was only at the level of an ordinary weapon.

If it was a person who cultivated a profound cultivation technique, like the Wanxiang Devil Scripture that Servant Chasing Elephant, or the True Art of the King Kong Demonic Ape cultivated by the Ape Clan's priest, the Supreme Qi was much stronger than ordinary experts, but it could condense Qi Soldiers into lifelike life forms. Moreover, it was as strong as King Kong, it could even be soft or hard.

At almost the same time he stepped into the Divine Vault level, the fifty golden lance particles were constantly modifying his dantian's aura sea, expanding it. The density of his aura was far beyond that of any ordinary expert of the first level of the Divine Vault, allowing him to unleash fifteen streams of Astral Energy to attack. Now that the essence energy of the Five Emperors Tree had been fed back to him, the density of the astral energy was extraordinary, being able to unleash thirty streams of astral energy to attack.

He only had one Xiantian Acupoint, which meant that he had one Xiantian Acupoint. If he were to open all four Xiantian Acupoints at the first level of the 'Divine Stash', his speed of conversion would be much faster, and his energy would be even denser, allowing him to produce more than a hundred pieces of Xiantian Qi.

When that time came, so what if he was an expert at the second stage of Divine Vault? In a single exchange, before the opponent could even activate his Qi Soldier attack, he had already launched dozens of attacks with overwhelming momentum. Even if he didn't die, he would still be knocked senseless.

Furthermore, judging by the thickness of his aura, he was even more powerful after stepping into the second stage of Divine Treasure.

When others turned the Qi of Xiantian into Qi soldiers to kill, most of the ten different kinds of weapons would be used. But when others turned the Qi of Xiantian into Qi soldiers to kill, most of the ten different kinds of weapons would be used.

Hong Yu suddenly thought of something. The Buddhist Buddhist chanting from before was exactly like this, turning the Supreme Qi within his body into over a hundred types of buddhist weapons. They all rushed towards him, while he was completely helpless and almost died.

And he hadn't thought that in just a short two months, he would have almost reached such a level?

As he thought about it, his heart also began to burn with excitement. When he opened all four acupoints in the first stage of the Divine Stash, the purity of the Supreme Force would probably be several times greater than that of an ordinary expert.

More importantly, as the Five Emperors Tree was bathed by his blood essence, it actually began to gradually recover. It smoothed out some of the minor injuries, suppressed the formation eye, and even the pool of thunder, the entire structure of the five elements was activated. As long as someone lived inside it, they would be contaminated with some of the Five Emperors Tree's essence energy over a long period of time.

The Five Emperors Tree was an ancient and mystical tree. It was said that it contained the secret of the great Emperor of the past. It was extremely mysterious, possessing a power that could not be detected.

Hong Yu observed the history book and discovered that this thing could actually be compared with the buddhist Bodhi sacred tree and some mysterious sects, as well as the thousand year old spiritual roots of ancient families.

According to the legends, it was under the Bodhi tree that the ancient Buddha used the Bodhi Fruit to achieve the Dao, proving that he was immortal. There were even some folklore, such as the Hundred Saints discussing the Dao in the Lotus Pond and beginning a flourishing era in the Middle Ages …

It could be seen that these ancient spiritual roots were more or less mystical.

Legend has it that the plants that grew near the Bodhi tree of Buddhism, upon being infected with its aura, will activate their wisdom and turn into a demon. If consumed, they would gain a lifespan of a thousand years. The Five Emperors Tree was comparable to the Bodhi tree's ancient spiritual roots in the annals of history. Its status was almost equal, and if the people or things around it got infected by its aura, it would gradually produce God Power.

Furthermore, Hong Yu had used his own blood essence to irrigate the Five Emperors Tree, which would create an aura to communicate with each other. As the terrifying wounds the Five Emperors Tree had received in the past slowly recuperated, it would naturally enter his body to a greater or lesser degree.

Kacha...

Hong Yu grabbed a bloody steel blade. The fifty golden lance particles vibrated slightly within his body. With just a little bit of strength, the steel blade cracked open and gradually deformed. Then, he carelessly rubbed it while constantly changing the shape of the bloody steel.

It was as if he was playing with mud.

It was nothing more than holding iron in the palm of his hand.