"Lord Yuyan, I saw him again."

Marchio, a banker from the Huang Empire who was hired to be Jamil's classroom, shrank his pupils when he saw Ling Yuan and hurriedly spread the news to Lian Yuyan of the Huang Empire.

In the harem

Alba, who was closing his eyes to rest, suddenly opened his eyes: "I saw it. I didn't expect that after looking for it for so long, it would be in this remote place."

Ling Yuan attracted Bafangxing's attention when he first appeared, but no matter how he searched after that, he couldn't find any traces.

At this time, Jamil suddenly asked expectantly: "Teacher, do you think I can really successfully conquer that tower and become the king in the future?"

Malchio immediately showed his white teeth and said: "As long as you, young master, have the confidence to meet one of the great beings in the world, Magi, the magician of Creation in the future."

The two pupils, one black and one white, look extremely penetrating, but in the eyes of little Jamil, they are full of incomparable sanctity.

"You heard it, Morgana, why don't you congratulate me!" Jamil was so happy that he stabbed Morgana's leg with the rapier in his hand.

"!"

Morgana's expression changed, but she still gritted her teeth, endured the pain and smiled reluctantly: "Congratulations, brother."

"Hahaha!" Jamil laughed loudly after hearing this.

"However, now it seems that someone wants to challenge the majesty of the future king. I don't know what you will do." Marchio laughed sinisterly.

"Marzio, you are doing unnecessary things." Alba said calmly in the Huang Empire.

"Sir Yuyan, whether it is as we suspected, someone always needs to try." Marzio said respectfully.

"Who? Who is it?!"

Hearing Marzio's words, Jamil's expression changed, and he swept around, finally locking his eyes on Ling Yuan, who was slowly walking towards him.

"is it you!"

Seeing that he was discovered, Ling Yuan did not panic at all, and said calmly: "Marchio, if you don't follow Alba, why are you coming to such a remote town?"

"Do you know our identities?" Alba frowned.

Could it be that they are from Almatlan?

But in her impression, there was no one like Ling Yuan in Almatlan.

"How dare you talk to my teacher?" Jamil scolded.

Hearing the sound, Ling Yuan turned his eyes away.

Jamil, the lord of Wudan, is also one of the scum Ling Yuan hates.

Treat human life as nothing.

But it's obvious that compared to Marzio, this guy can only be regarded as a clown.

"Damn it, don't ignore me! Morgana!" Jamil roared angrily after being ignored.

The next second, the ground shattered and a red light flashed.

A seemingly soft fist that could crush rocks swung towards Ling Yuan.

"Bang!"

The next second, the endless strong wind blew by, lifting up the dust living on the ground.

"What?!"

The next second, both the Lord's guard, Jamil and Morgana herself were stunned.

Her punch was blocked!

"Oh, you actually blocked the lion cub's attack with your body?"

A hint of surprise appeared in Marzio's pupils.

Fanalis, even he didn't dare to physically resist the red lion's fist. How could this man be so understated?

"Little girl, could you please give in?" Ling Yuan said calmly, holding Morgana's fist.

After saying that, without waiting for Morgana to reply, she threw her behind her with one strong force.

Bang!

Mo Ye is worthy of being a Mo Ye. Even if his body is weightless, he can still land on you perfectly.

But just when Morgana wanted to attack again.

Bang bang bang!

Instantly, seven or eight spears of Archon appeared around her, instantly locking her limbs and joints.

"Can you please be quiet for a moment?" Kiana, with half golden eyes, pointed at Morgana with the Archon Spear.

The sharp tip flashed with cold light.

"!"

Instinctively, a flash of fear flashed through Morgana.

"waste!"

Jamil was furious when he saw this scene.

He waved his hand to the guards beside him: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Come on!"

The next moment, the guards all drew out their swords and roared towards Ling Yuan.

"There's no need to release this kind of rookie." Looking at the rushing guards, Ling Yuan stretched out his hand into the void.

Golden light condenses in the void.

It turned into a brilliant golden sword.

At this moment, the escort also rushed over.

Boom!

The iron long sword was directly cut off by the Golden Osmanthus Sword.

Boom!

The broken sword fell to the ground.

"Metal weapon? No, no, what kind of weapon is that? Luffy didn't appear during the process of condensation?"

Marchio, who was watching the battle, looked at the Golden Gui Sword in Ling Yuan's hand, his pupils filled with confusion.

"This man has a secret that we don't know about." Albario's interested voice sounded in Marchio's ear.

"It was the same before. Without any demons or Luffy, I completed a transformation similar to a full-body magic suit on my own."

"Master Yuyan, what do you mean?" Marzio asked tentatively.

And Yuyan didn't hide it, she spoke it out calmly.

"The other party is most likely from outside the world, maybe from a world more advanced than Almatoran."

Obviously, Marchio was shocked by Alba's words.

Although they have always said that there are other worlds, no humans from other dimensions have ever been seen except this world and the dead world of Almatran.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually came to them on their own initiative.

"Judging from the fact that he knows my and your identities, he is most likely from a higher dimension." Alba continued.

The words are full of eagerness to try.

This is also the first time she has encountered this situation.

There was once a conjecture that since the creation god Il-Elan controls the fate of Almatran.

Then whether El-Ilan was created by someone from a higher dimension?

Is there someone in the world of Almatlan who can clearly know everything about them?

They can influence the fate of lower-dimensional people.

Is the seemingly innocent world now developing according to the script predetermined by that 'person'?

While Marchio and Alba were talking, all the escorts had fallen.

In front of the Golden Osmanthus Sword, those armors were like paper, meaningless at all.

"You, don't come here. I am the young master of Wu Dan and the future king. I order you to step back now!" Jamil stretched out his hand towards Ling Yuan and shouted to stop.

Jamil's scream also interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Oh, oh, oh, isn't this Lord Ling Yuan?" Marchio showed a flattering smile.

"I thought you didn't remember me." Ling Yuan glanced at the other party, and the golden light spread from the blade of the sword, directly dispersing the blood originally stained on the sword.

Automatic cleaning function.

Marzio laughed: "How come? Although we only met once, Lord Lingyuan's heroic appearance will always be reflected in my mind."

"Okay, it's time for me to go back. Let's just say goodbye, Lord Lingyuan."
To be continued...