This was a turbulent time. With a loud "bang", the Yuan Clan was completely wiped out from the world. Not only his people, but also the ancient sites of the Yuan Clan disappeared completely.
It was replaced by a huge mushroom cloud. Under everyone's attention, the mushroom cloud that originally exploded quickly shrank like time was reversed, and finally merged into a point.
"Congratulations to the original poster, congratulations to the original poster!"
The moment the smoke cleared, almost everyone in Tingyu Tower knelt down and worshiped, looking up at the figure floating in the air, their eyes filled with crazy worship.
"Really successful?"
There were low voices of doubt coming from a more distant place, as if they couldn't believe it. A vast soul power penetrated the void and directly attacked Wang Dong who was sitting quietly. The result was like mud falling into the sea without causing any movement.
This result was disturbing, and the strong man who was testing in the distance frowned deeply. There are only two types of people who do not respond to soul power, either they are dead, or the other party has dissolved all their soul power.
"Huh, pretending to be a ghost."
On the top of a mountain range belonging to a wealthy clan, the person who had just tested him coldly snorted, then raised his hand and fired out another burst of soul power, which was many times stronger than before.
This is no longer a temptation, but a murderous intention. No one can quietly resolve such a blow.
Finally, when the void opened again, the figure who had been sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out and disappeared into the sky, directly causing chaos in the space.
"Excessive."
Wang Dong opened his mouth to scold, and the cold voice entwined his soul power, crushing the oncoming soul power. Then, his power remained unabated, and he actually rushed in along the unbroken void.
Wang Dong ignored it, took a deep breath and stood up. The struggle on the death line for many days was finally over. At this moment, he felt extremely relaxed, and he felt his own pain from the depths of his soul. So powerful that he couldn't help but open his arms and look up to the sky and scream.
"Roar!"
Without using any force, you can clearly feel just by his breathing that all the energy in the sky and on the earth is converging on him, like the source of all things.
"This feeling is really fascinating." Wang Dong looked at his hands blankly. He could now clearly feel the changes in himself. The Zi Mansion disappeared and only the only Heavenly Sword was left. There is a Taotie mark on the handle, and Tai Sui and him are completely integrated into one.
What's more important is that the Creation Martial Spirit and the Devouring Martial Spirit have also disappeared. Now there is no trace of the Martial Spirit in his body, but he knows that he succeeded.
"I am Wuhun, I am also Zifu, and I am myself."
"Rumble..."
As Wang Dong whispered softly, as if he had violated the laws of heaven, there was an extremely terrifying heavenly catastrophe vaguely taking shape.
"Hmph, I have transcended. What can a mere calamity thunder do to me?" Wang Dong looked up at the changing sky above his head and sneered.
"Buzz!"
There was a slight tremor, with him as the center, the vast soul power was like the vast starry sky thousands of miles away, and a supreme and solemn aura enveloped the sky.
This is the imperial power, inimitable, contemptuous of all ways, standing above all living beings, derived from the dignity of the soul.
"boom!"
With just one blow, the slowly gathering tribulation thunder disintegrated, and there was no longer any possibility of condensation.
At the same time, the majesty originating from Wang Dong's soul rushed towards the nine heavens and ten earths, spreading in all directions.
At this moment, several terrifying powers awakened throughout the Dark Continent, and those shocking gazes penetrated the void and looked toward the source.
"Above heaven-level martial arts?"
"Is there really such a thing in this world?"
"Emperor Soul is born."
This was a conversation that spanned tens of millions of miles, and all the powerful men on the Dark Continent felt this aura.
"I was careless. I thought this was impossible and I should have taken action."
"It's too late, an emperor standing in the realm of Wuzong? Haha..."
"It's not too late to kill him in the cradle. Otherwise, within ten years, the entire continent will have only one voice."
"No, the last Nether Fruit is about to appear, and a second emperor will be born. It's really a crazy era."
Voices sounded one after another, and each voice represented the awakening of an adult-level figure, and for them, there was the most accurate realm, that is, half-step king.
If it were thousands of years in advance, they would still have the title of Quasi-Martial Saint.
Times are changing, and the divisions of realms are also changing. As the environment of heaven and earth changes, everything is changing.
But whether they are the former saints or the current kings, they are the group of people closest to the top of the world.
"So there are still so many old people waiting half-dead?" Wang Dong said, his voice also traveled thousands of miles and echoed in the void, carrying a provocation and a slight warning.
"Young man, don't be too arrogant. You just created an emperor soul, and you are still just a martial arts master. You have to pay attention to your identity when talking to us."
"Yes, we are not a decadent Yuan clan. If we want to formulate the rules of this continent, we can wait until you live ten years before we can talk about it." Someone spoke, and his voice was as loud as a bell, which was enough to show that he was full of blood. He was a A half-step king at his peak.
"I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will make him a benevolent person. If he is qualified or not, anyone who wants to try can just come over." Wang Dong sneered, and then, regardless of the reactions of these people, a roar came from the void. withdrew from the conversation.
"Hehe... These people must be regretting it now." Zi Yi looked at Wang Dong who had regained his composure and kept all his breath in check and gloated.
Borrowing Wang Dong's clothes, because of the special relationship between her, Wang Dong and Daohun.
Wang Dong's promotion this time directly affected them. Almost at the same time that Wang Dong was promoted to the Emperor Soul, she finally awakened part of her power again and became a true half-step king.
In such a state, she naturally heard every word of the conversation between the giants in the void that spanned thousands of miles.
"Where is the sword soul?" Wang Dong quickly discovered something was wrong. At this time, the sword soul was not around. This was definitely not an ordinary thing.
"A few days ago, the third child came from Huangcheng with news that there was a change in the Netherworld Sea. It seems that someone has already taken action. The Netherworld Fruit is of great importance, and the sword soul passed first." Zi Yiyi said.
Wang Dong nodded. He now feels more and more the importance of the Nether Fruit. Now that his martial spirit is particularly terrifying, this feeling becomes clearer.
"Have you found out what secrets the Netherworld Fruit hides?" Wang Dong asked. For this answer, not to mention Tingyu Tower, the entire Dark Continent paid an extremely heavy price for it.
In the past, Ziyi would sigh and then shake his head helplessly.
Wang Dong didn't have much hope in this. He almost asked questions like this out of cocoon, almost subconsciously.
But this time Zi Yi did not shake his head as usual, but nodded uncharacteristically.
"Mouse and Old Man Qing went to dig up several ancestral graves, and then found several ruins, and finally got some information."
"Oh? Tell me." Wang Dong said excitedly. This was definitely an unexpected surprise, which made him a little impatient.
However, Zi Yi smiled bitterly. She was not in such a good mood at this time. This news was not good news at all.
Both she and Daohun paused for a long time after seeing the news, otherwise Daohun would not have left.
Zi Yi did not speak out one by one, but gave Wang Dong a jade slip to store information. All the information was inside. Transmitting information in this way not only increased the integrity of the information to a certain extent, but also ensured the relative accuracy. safety.
Crushing the jade slip, Wang Dong closed his eyes, and a large amount of information flooded into his mind. It was a mess, thousands of large and small, and the time span spanned from the ancient war to today.
If this were done in the past, Wang would have had to draw for several days to sort out so many messages at once, let alone finish them all.
But the situation was different now. His martial spirit was powerful enough to process these messages with half the effort, and he quickly sorted out these old and complicated messages.
After eliminating some unreliable ones, and then comparing all parties, we got the last part of the answers that seemed more reliable.
According to the information, the origin of the Nether Fruit is still not very clear. It is only known that it seems to be related to the foundation of the Dark Continent. The power of all the Nether Fruit is likely to lead to the destruction of the Dark Continent.
There is also a message that there is a huge formation buried under the Netherworld Sea, which is used to form the Netherworld Diagram and all the Netherworld Fruits. Once they are gathered together and the ancient rituals are held, a new history will begin.
"The light comes to an end, and with the sacrifice of ten thousand souls, the king comes, and the netherworld returns to his homeland." Wang Dong unknowingly read the last paragraph of the language, and then frowned deeply.
He looked at Zi Yiyi: "It always feels like it's not a good thing. It seems to be a frightening feeling."
Zi Yi didn't answer, so it seemed that there was no mistake. At their level, when the three people all felt the same, even if there was any mistake, it wouldn't be too big.
"What should we do now?" Zi Yi asked.
Wang Dong pondered for a moment, his eyes brightened, and he looked into the distance and said: "First go to pick up Brother Nong Ji, and by the way visit Dark Netherworld and other super sects. I think they will provide us with the answers we want. of."
"Yes, if something big happens, these guys will definitely not be able to sit still. This is much better than us seeking answers one by one." Zi Yi nodded in approval.
Wang Dong took a deep breath, and relying on the Emperor Soul's unique sixth sense, he seemed to see a scene in the future filled with death and a mountain of corpses. It was definitely a purgatory on earth.
(End of chapter)