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Chapter 1753

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The arrival of Mo Qingyun and the others immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Under everyone's gaze, Mo Qingyun, the Burning Sword Divine Craftsman, and the others walked to the front of the platform.

"Go up!"

Coming to the front of the stage, the Burning Sword Divine Craftsman nodded to Mo Qingyun, indicating that he should go up the stage to receive the title.

"Mm!"

Mo Qingyun nodded. With a leap, he flew to the top of the stage.

Mo Qingyun came to the stage and saw a familiar person. It was the red-haired elder from a few days ago.

"Greetings, seniors!"

Mo Qingyun came before the red-haired elder and the others with a humble expression and clasped his hands at the elders.

"No need for formalities!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, the elders hurriedly waved their hands and greeted Mo Qingyun warmly.

After exchanging pleasantries with Mo Qingyun, the red-haired elder walked forward and said loudly, "This is Mo Qingyun, the most talented junior in the Heavenly Soul Demon Race in the past ten million years. It is because of his Ancient Bloodline that we obtained Bloodline Ancestral Awakening."

"Prince Qing Yun has unparalleled talent."

"Prince Azure Cloud, you have made great contributions."

"Prince Qing Yun has brought prosperity to all generations."

… …

As soon as the red-haired old man's words fell, the crowd in the square immediately burst into a hubbub of cheers.

Seeing everyone's excitement, the red-haired elder spread his hands and said, "Everyone, quiet down. Now, we will confer the title to Qing Yun."

Hearing the elder's words, everyone immediately quieted down and quietly watched Mo Qingyun being conferred the title.

The conferring ceremony was a little complicated. It went on for several hours before the ceremony was complete.

After the ceremony, the red-haired elder picked up the crown and put it on Mo Qingyun. He said, "Little guy, from now on, you are the prince of our race."

"Thank you, senior!"

Mo Qingyun nodded without arrogance.

"The conferring ceremony is complete!"

After Mo Qingyun was put on the crown, an old man shouted: "Now, if there are any juniors who want to ask Prince Qing Yun for advice, they can come to the conferring platform for a fight."

"The battle of the princes has begun. I wonder how strong Prince Qing Yun is."

"Prince Qing Yun's Bloodline Talent is powerful. His strength is naturally not a problem."

"Don't you know that Prince Qing Yun defeated over a thousand people with one move in the ancestral shrine?"



The challenge segment began. Some people who were not familiar with Mo Qingyun began to discuss Mo Qingyun's strength.

While the crowd was discussing, some Golden Celestials of the Great All-Embracing Heaven flew to the conferring platform.

When these people arrived at the Conferring Platform, they did not swarm up and wait for Mo Qingyun to choose his opponent.

"Prince Qing Yun, these juniors all want to ask you for advice. Who do you plan to fight first?"

Seeing some juniors come up, the red-haired old man smiled and asked Mo Qingyun about his plan.

"A total of 17 people!"

When he heard the red-haired old man's words, Mo Qingyun scanned the crowd and thought for a moment. "It's too troublesome to fight one by one. Let them come at me together."

Let them come at me together!

When they heard Mo Qingyun's words, the people who had been to the ancestral shrine before immediately widened their eyes.

Mo Qingyun's style of doing things was still as domineering as ever.

"Prince Qing Yun is really formidable. His way of doing things is indeed incomparable to ordinary people."

"Prince Qing Yun is only at the Sturdy Soul Stage, while Feng Fengzhuang and the others are at the Soul Formation Stage. Can Prince Qing Yun win?"

"This is really hard to say. Although there are fewer people this time, Feng Fengzhuang and the others are stronger."

"Whether he can win or not, we just have to wait and see. I believe this battle will be very exciting."



When they saw Mo Qingyun's plan, everyone was excited and their eyes were filled with strong anticipation.

"Master, Junior Brother, he …"

When she saw Mo Qingyun's actions, Man Yan's beautiful eyes immediately widened. She was quite shocked by Mo Qingyun's actions.

Originally, they were still worried that Mo Qingyun would be challenged by people of the same level as him and how he would deal with it.

Now, Mo Qingyun had directly challenged a group of people. This was really too crazy.

"Your Little Junior Brother always does things beyond our expectations. Let's just watch silently."

After a simple interaction with Mo Qingyun, the Burning Sword Divine Craftsman had some understanding of Mo Qingyun's character.

Therefore, when he saw the scene before him, he was not surprised.

When they heard the Burning Sword Divine Craftsman's words, Man Yan and the others nodded in agreement.

At this moment, on the award ceremony platform.

The red-haired old man was slightly stunned. He turned to look at Mo Qingyun and asked, "Prince Qing Yun, each of them is three levels higher than you. Are you sure you want to fight with them?"

"Of course!"

Mo Qingyun replied firmly to the red-haired old man's question. He looked around and said, "If there's anyone else who wants to challenge them, you can come up and fight with them. It'll save you the trouble of challenging them again and again."

"Prince Qing Yun, although you are talented, you are too arrogant."

"That's right. To prevent you from suffering because of your arrogance in the future, we will teach you a lesson today."

"Prince Qing Yun, we are doing this for your own good. I hope you won't hold a grudge against us."



Mo Qingyun's words immediately caused a large group of people to be dissatisfied. They all came to the award ceremony platform.

In a short while, the number of challengers reached more than a hundred. All of them displayed a shocking fighting spirit.

The red-haired old man's expression turned serious. He turned to look at Mo Qingyun and said, "Little guy, are you sure you want to fight with them now?"

In the red-haired old man's opinion, Mo Qingyun was definitely no match for them.

If Mo Qingyun insisted on fighting, he might end up seriously injured.

"Of course!"

Faced with the red-haired old man's question, Mo Qingyun was still determined. He did not change his mind.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's attitude, the red-haired old man was stunned at first. Then, he showed an expectant expression and said, "Alright, since you insist, I will wait and see. I hope you won't disappoint me."

After confirming Mo Qingyun's attitude, the red-haired old man gestured to everyone to let Mo Qingyun and the others start the battle.

Soon, more than a hundred challengers surrounded Mo Qingyun.

Looking at the people in front of him, Mo Qingyun's lips curled into a faint smile. His gaze swept across the crowd.

"Lose!"

When Mo Qingyun's gaze swept across the crowd, his face darkened and he roared at the crowd.

Under Mo Qingyun's roar, a terrifying Soul Power turned into small flames and flew out.

These Soul Flames flew out and instantly blasted into the crowd's Sea of Consciousness, attacking their souls.

Puff puff puff …

Under the attack of their Sea of Consciousness, the crowd instantly spat out blood. Their souls were seriously injured.

However, because Mo Qingyun showed mercy, they did not suffer any serious injuries.

"We lost! We accept our loss wholeheartedly! "

Under Mo Qingyun's gaze, the crowd's souls were injured. They immediately admitted defeat to Mo Qingyun.

They knew clearly that with Mo Qingyun's powerful Soul Power, it was not something they could contend with.

The difference in strength between the two sides was too great. There was no point in continuing the battle.

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone was stunned. They felt that they could not react.

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