Long Chen extended his inner vision and found that the mass of root energy in his dantian was becoming increasingly active, and the immortal runes beneath his dantian were almost stuck to the root energy.
Immortal runes and roots seemed to be communicating in some way, and at this moment, Long Chen's aura had once again undergone a qualitative leap.
Long Chen didn't know how the others progressed through the Six Immortal Realms, but he felt that his own Immortal Six Realms all revolved around this root force.
Moreover, Long Chen had a premonition that his spiritual root was quietly awakening. Unfortunately, he still couldn't communicate with it, let alone resonate with it.
However, the more this was the case, the more Long Chen was filled with anticipation. His tenacity had been with Long Aotian for too long, and he needed to give it more time to adapt.
"Whoosh."
Long Chen waved his large hand, and as his aura circulated, his internal energy trembled slightly. The power around Long Chen was instantly mobilized, moving faster and more smoothly than before.
After completing the tribulation, Long Chen and the others returned to the Wind God Sea Pavilion. However, on the way back, except for Long Chen and Tang Wan'er, everyone else had their eyes covered with black cloths.
This was Long Chen's idea, because after the tribulation, he realized that their gains were greater than he had imagined.
For the first time in their lives, they confronted the Heavenly Dao. When they realized they could even defy the will of the Heavenly Dao, there would be nothing left to fear in the world.
After enduring endless battles and the trials of heavenly tribulation, they were like rusty iron swords, sharpened and sharpened after being tempered.
Now, their gaze was sharp as knives, making it easy for people to notice their changes. Previously, when Lei Kuang and the others arrived, they deliberately didn't notice because they were overwhelmed by the heavenly tribulation.
After the tribulation, Long Chen realized that returning like this would easily reveal their true strength. He directly had them use black ribbons to cover their eyes, so as long as they focused on concealing their aura, it would be hard for others to notice their changes.
On the way here, you can teleport directly, but on the way back, you have to run all the way. On the way back, Long Chen said to Tang Wan'er:
"Wan'er, let me discuss something with you. Could your Hidden Dragon Legion be expanded? Ideally, double it."
"It's possible, but if that's the case, our resources will become extremely tight. The Wind God Sea Pavilion only provides us with so much.
In fact, the resources I have are already struggling to support them, and the resources they can obtain from me are less than half of what the other divine sons and goddesses have distributed. This is a key reason why their strength has never improved. Tang Wan'er looked troubled and sent a voice transmission to Long Chen.
"With me here, resources aren't a problem. What's important is whether you can select so many outstanding and kind beauties." Long Chen said with a smile.
"Of course I can. I still have many sisters in the Wind Sect who haven't been recruited into the Hidden Dragon Legion. They only suffer in talent and aptitude, but it's only a tiny bit short."
If I could afford to support them, I would have already recruited them into the Hidden Dragon Legion. But..."
Tang Wan'er frowned and said, "The Divine Rank Ranking Tournament has a limit on the number of participants. The number of people in the Hidden Dragon Legion is just right now. If we add more people, the final participants will only be these people."
Now that the ranking matches are getting closer, our time is extremely tight. If we hastily recruit so many people now, will it delay others' progress? "
Don't worry, I'm in charge of everything. Just focus on recruiting people—ideally double that, exactly 7,200 people." At this point, Long Chen couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at? Why does your smile seem a bit sinister? Tang Wan'er said warily.
Long Chen was speechless, rolling his eyes at Tang Wan'er and saying, "How could I be so sneaky? I mean, hehe, Hidden Dragon Legion, Dragon Blood Legion, you know what I mean." Tang
Wan'er suddenly understood when she heard this. So Long Chen was looking for wives for his brothers. The Dragon Blood Legion had fought alongside Long Chen across the land, fighting from the mortal realm to the immortal realm. To improve their strength, they never dared to slack off, fearing that romantic feelings would interfere with their cultivation.
If the female warriors of the Hidden Dragon Legion can grow up and one day quell the chaos of the Nine Heavens, then the world will be peaceful and it will be the time for everyone to start their own families.
Long Chen was quite thoughtful, because the Dragon Blood warriors were incredibly powerful and had very high vision. Each of their experiences could write a legend.
Such a powerful man, who had weathered countless hardships, how could an ordinary woman possibly catch their eye? They only respect and cherish those who have shared similar experiences.
Long Chen didn't care about the talents of these female warriors, because they can be cultivated later, but kindness is innate, and that's even rarer.
Therefore, Long Chen had already made up his mind. He would spare no effort to build a super-strong legion for Tang Wan'er. Of course, no matter how much money was spent on the Dragonblood Legion's wife legion, Long Chen would never hesitate.
Once she understood Long Chen's meaning, Tang Wan'er was instantly overjoyed. Any man in the Dragon Blood Legion could be a man of integrity. If her sister could marry such a hero, she would feel endless comfort.
Most importantly, Long Chen had this idea, which meant he had no interest in these female disciples at all. Tang Wan'er felt both relieved and moved.
When everyone returned to the Wind God Sea Pavilion, they encountered many disciples along the way. Upon seeing Tang Wan'er, these disciples bowed sharply and respectfully, their eyes filled with admiration.
Some people, upon seeing Tang Wan'er, wore mocking smiles at the corners of their mouths, as if they hadn't seen them, just walking past them with their heads tilted up, and some even secretly pointed and whispered at Tang Wan'er from a distance.
Those disciples who were so respectful to Tang Wan'er were, needless to say, all disciples from outside the realm. They regarded her as an idol and a goal to strive for.
Those who pretended to be arrogant were clearly local powerhouses. Even though Tang Wan'er was a goddess, they pretended to be disdainful to show off the innate nobility of local powerhouses.
Of course, most of the people pointed fingers because they couldn't understand why the female warriors were blindfolded. Facing their actions, in the past, these female soldiers would have felt inferior and angry.
But after countless life-and-death battles and confrontations with heavenly tribulations, these people seemed so childish and laughable in their eyes that it didn't affect their mindset at all.
Long Chen and Tang Wan'er led the Hidden Dragon Legion swaggering back to Hidden Dragon Island, attracting countless strange glances along the way. Once back on Hidden Dragon Island, Long Chen led everyone to the plaza.
Long Chen looked at Tang Wan'er, a warm smile appearing on his face: "This visit was abrupt, and I didn't have time to buy any gifts on the way. This small welcome gift, please accept it with a smile, Lady Goddess!" With
a loud
explosion, the entire square trembled violently. A huge box filled the square for tens of thousands of miles.