The leader of the Yi Clan, Yi Xun'er, landed behind the altar, and her white jade hands stretched directly towards the Ling Wang Ren.
"Buzz"
A ray of light bloomed, even brighter than when the King of Immortal Grass touched it before. It was obvious that the leader of the Wing Clan also wanted to pull out the King's Blade.
"The leader of the Wing Clan, she actually..."
Seeing such a scene, Xing Jue seemed both unexpected and expected. Although he didn't have much emotional fluctuations, he was somewhat surprised.
If even she, the leader of the Wing Clan and the current master of the Wing Clan, wants to possess this King's Blade, that means one thing.
Although the King's Blade is kept by the Yi Clan, it is obviously not the property of the Wing Clan. Otherwise, the leader of the Wing Clan would not be so strenuous and unable to shake the King's Blade.
Moreover, it can be seen from the eyes of some old people such as the King of Immortal Grass that they are not surprised at all by Yi Xun'er's actions. Obviously, Yi Xun'er will also participate in this annual blade drawing conference.
"Huh~~~~~~"
Under everyone's lock, Yi Xun'er's power was also being swallowed up by the King's Blade.
Wang Ren's light became dimmer and dimmed, and Yi Xun'er gradually became sweating profusely from being calm and composed before.
The drops of sweat slid on his white skin, and the man's breasts rose and fell violently. While arousing the evil fire in the man's belly, it also made people know that the leader of the Wing Clan was also exhausted and was about to be defeated. .
"Why"
Finally, with a tender sigh, Yi Xun'er let go of her hand.
Instead of enduring until she was exhausted like the King of Immortals, she chose to retreat despite the difficulties.
"Xingjue, are you ready?"
Just when Yi Xun'er was about to leave the altar, the Demon Emperor's voice suddenly came to Xing Jue's ears.
"Shua"
Before Xing Jue could react, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes. When his sight returned, he was surprised to find that he was already on the altar.
"What's going on? How did this guy get on the altar?"
"How did he do it? How is it possible with his cultivation level? Someone must have helped him."
"This is against the rules at all. Why should someone like him be in front of us? Get out of here..."
At this moment, there was a loud noise, and everyone felt indignant that a little Shura War King like Xing Jue had occupied the altar.
Even Yi Xun'er, who had just stepped off the altar, cast a surprised look at Xing Jue. However, when he saw behind Xing Jue, the Demon Emperor Queen who was also standing outside the altar, a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. .
"Everyone, be quiet. The rules of the Blade Drawing Conference are that only one person is allowed to step into the altar at a time. As long as that person does not leave the altar, everyone must remain quiet and no trouble is allowed."
"This little friend has occupied the altar. No matter what method he uses, whether there is help from others or not, this is an unchangeable fact."
"So, I also hope that everyone will follow the rules."
Yi Xun'er's sweet voice resounded above the square. It seemed gentle, but in fact it was a kind of intimidation.
Sure enough, when Yi Xun'er finished speaking, all those who were aggrieved shut their mouths. Even the Shura War Saints did not dare to say anything.
"Please, little friend, there are many people waiting behind you."
Yi Xun'er once again cast a charming smile on Xing Jue before drifting away, but her meaning was very clear.
She didn't believe that Xing Jue could pull out the King's Blade at all, so she wanted Xing Jue to solve it quickly so that the people behind could step onto the altar earlier.
At this moment, Xing Jue couldn't help but look back at the Demon Emperor. He didn't expect that the Demon Emperor would actually give up the opportunity to draw the King's Blade first, and instead gave this opportunity to himself.
And there was endless expectation in the Demon Emperor's eyes looking at Xingjue. It was no longer just an expectation, but more like a kind of sustenance.
Finally, Xing Jue reached out his hand and held it towards the deathly silent Lingwang Blade.
However, not many people paid attention to Xing Jue's actions, and not many people were nervous, because they simply did not believe that Xing Jue could pull out this King's Blade.
In the eyes of those people, the only threats to them were top powerhouses like Demon Emperor and Yi Xun'er. People like Xing Jue were not taken seriously at all.
But... they were wrong.
"Buzz"
The moment Xing Jue's palm came into contact with the Ling Wang Ren, the Ling Wang Ren bloomed with dazzling brilliance.
It was like the scorching sun appeared in front of them, and the burning sensation made everyone dare not open their eyes.
"How can it be?"
This was almost everyone's cry. They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
If the light that caused the King Blade to bloom could describe the strength of the person who touched it, Xing Jue's strength had obviously far surpassed the two Shura War Saints, the King of Immortal Grass and Yi Xun'er.
At this moment, everyone suspected that they had been fooled. They all felt that they had been deceived by Xing Jue, and they all felt that Xing Jue had hidden his own strength.
However, no matter how people speculated or shouted, Xing Jue couldn't hear him at all, because he was already in another space at this moment.
"What is this place?"
In front of Xing Jue was a dim hall. The hall was very vast, so vast that it was boundless. It could be said to be another world.
However, the fire rising in the distance and the hard stone slabs under his feet told Xing Jue that this was indeed a grand hall.
There was no breath in the hall, and all that could be heard was the sound of the breeze. The gentle breeze echoed in the hall, like the roar of a beast, which was disturbing.
"Are you the Soul-Eating Clan member?"
Suddenly, a very deep voice sounded in Xing Jue's ears, so deep that even Xing Jue would feel fear from the bottom of his heart.
Because at this moment, a terrifying aura filled Xing Jue's surroundings and even penetrated deep into his soul, making him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.
"Junior Xing Jue, I wonder if senior is Lingwang Ren?"
Past experiences let Xing Jue know that he had probably arrived in another space, a space dominated by Ling Wang Ren.
"Too weak. I never thought that I would have to serve a brat like you."
The deep voice sounded again, full of disdain and disappointment. He didn't pay attention to Xing Jue at all, more like talking to himself.
"Forget it, for the sake of Hun Wuji, I will give you this opportunity."
"But if you cannot satisfy me, even if you are a member of the Soul Eater tribe, I will not be at your mercy. I will take back all the power given to you."
At this moment, Xingjue suddenly felt that his soul began to change, and a powerful force was integrating into his soul.
This feeling is like a bottomless valley suddenly filled with waterfalls that are gradually filling it up.
In this state, Xingjue's soul is rising rapidly, just like a lake, which is rapidly expanding. Its capacity is comparable to the sea.
"Ugh"
The sudden force also caused Xing Jue to feel great pain, his mind began to become confused, and his vision began to go blank.
I don't know how long it took before I woke up from my sleep in a daze.
However, when he opened his eyes and saw the vast dim hall before him, he knew that everything before was not just a dream.
And when Xing Jue checked his soul at this moment, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement. He was shocked to find that his soul had reached an unprecedented height.
He firmly believed that his soul at this moment had broken through the imperial level and entered the legendary divine level.
Moreover, with the rapid growth of his soul, Xingjue's cultivation level has also been improved. At this moment, he has actually reached the level of the first-level Shura War Emperor.
Going directly from Shura War King to Shura War Emperor and becoming Shura War Emperor, such a change is simply incredible.
However, it seems reasonable for this kind of thing to happen to Xing Jue, because the Soul Eater tribe is a race that relies on the soul. In a certain way, the soul determines a person's strength.
God-level souls are a legendary realm, and the gap between them and emperor-level souls is like the lake and the sea.
Now that Xingjue has reached this level, it is natural that his cultivation level will increase as he grows.
However, Xing Jue also knows that this is not his own power, but the power given by others.
And the thing that gave him strength was naturally the King's Blade that had mocked him before.
Ling Wang Ren gave Xing Jue the power, which was tantamount to recognizing Xing Jue. All of this happened suddenly, even somewhat inexplicably.
But what shocked Xing Jue most right now was why Wang Yan had such a powerful soul, and it was a soul belonging to the Soul Eater clan.
There is only one answer to this, and that is, this Ling Wang Ren is likely to be related to the Soul Eater Clan.
And if this King's Blade is really related to the Soul Eater Clan, then all the previous mysteries can be solved one after another.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
Just when Xing Jue was extremely happy, a dazzling light suddenly shone around the dark hall. Looking at Xing Jue, he couldn't help but be shocked.
Countless figures, densely packed together covering the sky and blocking out the sun, were initially estimated to number in the millions.
These guys were wearing black armor and black monsters, with layers of strange black flames burning on their bodies. All they could see were their blood-red eyes, like devils.
And their aura is even more powerful. There are millions of Shura War Generals, hundreds of thousands of Shura War Emperors, thousands of Shura War Emperors, and even one Shura War Saint.
Aren't these the soul soldiers and soul generals of the Soul-Eating Clan
"Subordinate, pay homage to the master."
At this moment, under the leadership of Commander Soul, these millions of troops actually knelt down and worshiped Xing Du.
And the phrase "Subordinate, pay homage to the master." was like thunder, resounding in Xing Jue's ears.
"you... ... ."
Everything happened so suddenly that Xing Jue was unable to turn around.
"Master, you have been recognized by the Holy King, which means you have passed the test. Naturally, we will surrender to you." Soul Commander said respectfully.
This look was completely different from that of him who had disdained Xing Jue back then, but yet it looked like he was surrendering from the bottom of his heart, without any pretense.
"Lord Holy King, could it be... Ling Wangren?" Xing Jue was shocked because his previous guess had been confirmed.
"Back to my master, Lord Holy King, this is Lingwang Ren. It was Lord Hun Wuji's right-hand man back then."
"After Master Hun Wuji's accident, we, under the leadership of the Holy King, have been staying here, waiting for you, Master, to appear and lead us back to the Holy Domain." Commander Hun said solemnly, with a very serious attitude. humble.
"So, could this world be the soul source world that my Soul-Eating Clan relied on to survive back then?"
"Then the person who saved me at that time, the person who saved the Demon Emperor, the person who brought those strong men here, and the person who dominates this place, is the Holy King?"
Xing Jue finally suddenly realized that he knew that the deep voice from before must be the so-called Holy King, the mastermind behind this world.
"Return to the master, this is indeed the soul source world."
"But the person who saved you was not the Holy King, but someone else."
"As for the person who rules here, it is not the Holy King, but you, the master." Soul Commander explained.
"Me?" Xing Jue was stunned for a moment.
"It's you, not just us, everyone who is guarding outside at this moment must surrender to you, and will listen to your orders and be at your disposal."
"Master, let's start, lead us to take back everything that belongs to the Soul Eater Clan."
"Let those ignorant people know who is the master of this sanctuary!"
The voice of the soul commander echoed clearly in Xing Jue's ears, but at this moment, Xing Jue's vision had become blurred, and the millions of soul soldiers and generals began to disappear in front of Xing Jue's eyes.
When his vision returned to normal, he found that he was back on the altar. The Demon Emperor was standing next to him, and everyone was looking at him with shocked eyes.