At this moment, when Xing Jue's consciousness returned to the altar.
He suddenly felt that all things in the world and the creatures of time had undergone qualitative changes for him.
Although this world is still vast and boundless, the sensing range of Xingjue can still be glimpsed.
Within this scope, nothing can escape his eyes.
As for those top warriors at the Shura War Emperor level, he might have been afraid of them before, but now they are like ants to him.
Not to mention them, even Yi Xun'er, the leader of the Yi Clan, the King of Immortal Grass, and even the Immortal Emperor, could no longer compete with the execution at this moment.
Although Xingjue's cultivation level is only the first-level Shura War Emperor, in his eyes, the first-level Shura War Saint can only be regarded as a strong one, but does not pose much of a threat.
And this is the strength that Xing Jue has now. When Wang Yan gave his power to Xing Jue, Xing Jue has truly reached the pinnacle.
Regardless of soul, bloodline, or strength, I am afraid that there are very few people in the Sanctuary who can match him, and are almost invincible.
"What did this kid do? Why is Wang Ren missing?"
"Boy, where did you take Ling Wangren? Hand it over quickly."
But what surprised Xing Jue was that no one seemed to notice his changes at the moment.
When they looked at Xing Jue, not only did they not have the slightest fear, but instead they were filled with shock and anger.
Many people were shouting at themselves loudly, and one could even feel their strong murderous intent.
"I see."
Looking down, Xing Jue discovered that the King's Blade on the altar had disappeared.
And when he looked at the strange mark on his palm that looked like a dagger, Xing Jue suddenly realized.
The King's Blade has not disappeared, but is truly integrated with him in his body.
"You brat, we are asking you a question, why don't you answer? Do you want to die?"
Ling Wang Ren disappeared in front of their eyes, and everyone was naturally nervous. It was a treasure that could change their destiny and become king in the sanctuary.
Especially when they found out that their questions were ignored by Xing Jue, their nervousness turned into anger, and they wanted to direct all their anger at Xing Jue.
"Are you talking about it?"
Facing the crowd's questioning, Xing Jue smiled calmly, and the five fingers of his right hand began to slowly close.
"Zi la la la~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
When his palms just closed, a powerful stream of air emitted from his palms, and countless thunder pillars scurryed around like furious thunder snakes, emitting from his palms.
In an instant, the majestic aura dispersed violently, and the clear sky suddenly turned dark.
All that can be seen is the surging thunder and the roaring hurricane.
All that can be felt is the terrifying pressure that forces the soul and suppresses the body.
And all of this comes from the palm of Xing Jue.
"Buzz."
Finally, a gleam of light bloomed in Xingjue's palm, and when the light dissipated, the thunder and lightning did not disappear, and the hurricane did not stop, but became several times more violent.
But at this moment, almost everyone present was deeply stunned. Their dull eyes were all focused on one point, which was Xing Jue's palm.
Because at this moment, in Xing Jue's right hand, he was holding a giant blade that was three meters long and three feet wide.
This blade looks like a knife, a sword, an axe, or a halberd. It has no fixed shape at all and is changing all the time.
This blade, with its flowing light and colorful colors, looks like it is made from the condensed righteous energy of heaven and earth, and it also looks like it has been transformed into the most vicious monster.
The only thing that is certain is that it contains destructive power.
It seems that with one wave of it, it can split the sky, shatter the earth, burn the sea dry, level mountains and rivers, countless worlds collapse, and countless creatures die.
The Holy Artifact, the true Holy Level, is far above the ordinary grade, not among the top grade. It is the only top-grade Holy Artifact in the world.
"This feeling, could it be that this King's Blade is really the best holy weapon?"
The beautiful Yi Xun'er, the leader of the Yi Clan, has that enchanting little face that is extremely dull.
As the leader of the Wing Clan, she naturally possesses a mortal holy weapon, but at this moment, the feeling that Wang Ren gives her has completely surpassed that of her holy weapon.
This feeling made her have a terrible guess. This was not only a high-grade holy weapon above the ordinary holy weapons, but the closest thing to a divine weapon, a top-grade holy weapon.
"What? The ultimate holy weapon?"
"A top-grade holy weapon is unique in the Holy Realm. Is there really a top-grade holy weapon? Who made such an artifact?"
After hearing the words of the leader of the Wing Clan, everyone felt incredible, as if they had been hit again.
"How could this happen? How could such a sacred weapon be pulled out by such a brat?"
But while marveling, more people are unwilling to accept it. They all know the rules here, and they all know whoever pulls out the King's Blade will obey.
But they are extremely unwilling at the moment because they are not willing to obey someone like Xing Jue who is so much weaker than themselves.
"Boy, you don't deserve to have such an artifact. You'd better hand it over and let me keep it for you."
At this moment, an old woman's voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a ghostly figure rushed towards Xingjue.
It turned out to be a Shura War Saint, and this person was not her, but the old lady with heavy makeup.
She actually disobeyed the rules and wanted to take Xing Jue's Lingwang Blade by force, regardless of her status, and wanted to kill Xing Jue.
"Hmph, naive."
However, in the face of her attack, Xing Jue ignored her at all. He didn't even look at her, but as soon as his thoughts moved, a strange wave came out of Wang Ren.
"Oops."
And when that wave of fluctuations came out, almost everyone felt that something was wrong, because a life-threatening feeling was spreading from the inside out in their souls.
"Pfft"
There was a muffled sound, and the old lady, who was a Shura War Saint, turned into blood all over the sky before she touched the punishment, and fell down.
"Oh my god, this..."
Seeing such a scene, everyone was stunned and extremely nervous.
There was fear written all over the balled up face. Looking at Xing Jue again, there was no trace of disdain, but full of fear, as if he was looking at a god of death.
A Shura War Saint, a figure who was above the Shura War Emperor and ranked at the pinnacle of the Holy Realm, was so easily wiped out. People simply could not imagine how terrifying the power of the execution at this moment was.
Not to mention them, even the Demon Emperor, who had interacted with Xing Jue, was full of shock at this moment, feeling a little unbelievable.
However, the only one who knows the truth is Xing Jue. Although Xing Jue is very strong at this moment, so strong that he is not afraid of Shura War Saint, but he is not so strong that he can kill an Shura War Saint with just one thought.
And the reason why he could do this was only discovered after he held the Lingwang Blade in his hand.
At that moment, he finally knew why the people here had to obey the master of Ling Wang Ren.
Because of Lingwang Ren, everyone's soul here has a mark planted, which is a mark that can control their lives.
In other words, at this moment, everyone's life here is in the hands of Xing Jue. As long as Xing Jue wants to, they will not be able to die and can only suffer endless torture.
But Xing Jue didn't do that. Instead, he directly killed a Shura War Saint.
What he wants to do is very clear. He knows that many people are dissatisfied with him, so he wants to use this method to establish his authority.
"Everyone, I think you all know the rules here. Maybe some people are thinking, what will happen if you don't obey these rules?"
"But I want to tell you that since the master here has formulated this rule, he must have a method to restrain it. As for the method, I already know it now."
"Actually, even if I don't say it, I think many people have already noticed it, because just before, you must have all felt the threat from the depths of your soul."
Xing Jue stepped on the altar, holding the King's Blade in his hand, his slightly narrowed eyes were full of sharpness, showing the domineering power of the king.
"This... could it be said that some kind of imprint has been planted in our bodies that cannot be erased?" After Xing Jue's revelation, someone finally realized it.
"Now that I've discovered it, I don't need to waste any more words."
"I just want to say one thing now. The mother-in-law from before is not the best example. This mark can not only make people die instantly, but also make people unable to survive and die, and suffer endless torture."
"As for how terrible that kind of torture is, to be honest, I don't know, but if someone still dares to disobey me, I don't mind letting him experience it." Xing Jue's faint voice shook people's souls, making them Their bodies involuntarily want to surrender.
"Shua"
At this moment, people looked left and right, as if communicating with their eyes, and finally they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xing Jue.
"We are willing to follow the master!"
In an instant, like the roar of a tiger, the roar of the heavenly dragon resounded continuously, one after another, each one louder than the last, until the sea water became turbulent and even the heaven and earth trembled.
Xingjue stood in the middle of the sea of people, enjoying the beautiful scenery and the moment when the powerful people knelt down to worship him.
However, the one who enjoyed this moment as well as Xing Jue was the Demon Emperor.
It's not that the Demon Emperor didn't kneel down, but Xing Jue didn't ask him to kneel down. In any case, Xing Jue couldn't bear such a great gift from his senior.
For Xing Jue, everyone else here is a subject and must obey him, but not the Demon Emperor. The Demon Emperor is his predecessor and will always be someone he respects.
"Get up, your souls are bound by me, but I don't want your hearts to be bound by me."
"I have something to do now, and this requires the strength of all of you. When this is completed, I will find a way to unlock the mark and let you regain your freedom." After a long time, Xing Jue said.
"Thank you Master for your kindness."
After hearing this, people finally showed a hint of joy.
These people are all strong, who like to serve others, who like to be free, or to have others surrender to themselves.
At the moment, obeying Xing Jue is entirely out of self-preservation. Since Xing Jue is willing to let them go free in the future, they are naturally extremely happy.
Although I don't know whether Xing Jue's words are true or false, at least there is a glimmer of hope.
"Master, a senior of our clan wants to see you."
At this moment, Yi Xun'er, the leader of the Yi clan, came to Xing Jue.
A mark was also planted in her body, so she must also submit to the punishment.
At this moment, although she still maintained the charming smile from before, from the bottom of her heart, her view of the execution was completely different.
"Senior of your clan? Who is it?" Xing Jue asked curiously.
"Lord Yi Guilu!" Yi Xun'er replied.
"Which way back? His old man is finally willing to show his face."
Xing Jue was overjoyed. Although the Yi Clan now wanted to be used by him, he knew that the Yi Clan was not as simple as it seemed.
Because he already knew that the person who rescued him from the hands of the Immortal Emperor was not the Holy King.
And if it wasn't the Holy King, what kind of person could rescue him from the holy power of a high-grade holy weapon
Now, the only thing Xing Jue can think of is his way home.
Because it is widely rumored that the former leader of the Wing Clan was already in the realm of the Intermediate Shura War Saint thousands of years ago.