Yang Wuxin's expression changed drastically as he exclaimed inwardly, "The main hall is resonating! That person is resonating with the origin tools of the entire main hall! "
The thirty-six demon statues in the main hall buzzed as their bodies emitted a faint purple glow, which turned into a line and pointed at the three-headed, six-armed demon statue in the middle.
Dozens of rays of light shone on the demon statue and were projected by the demon statue. The entire hall was filled with purple light, and under the purple light, the six demon eyes of the demon statue emitted a strange glow as if they were mocking something.
"Who is it?!"
Yang Wuxin was startled by the scene in front of him and hurriedly turned his head to look in the direction of the footsteps.
Ripples were constantly coming from the ground in that direction. It was the power of the artifact.
Every step of that person caused the artifact to resonate with the giant bronze hall.
"Drinking and singing, drunk and demonic, how many autumn leaves before my eyes, the fate of the world is mine. Clear, I laugh at you; awake, I laugh at you. "
The recital came from that direction with a hint of a playful smile.
Soon, a figure stepped into the main hall.
Yang Wuxin said seriously, "You are …"
The person in front of him was very unfamiliar.
In fact, most of the top one thousand cultivators had met him before, but Yang Wuxin had always been arrogant and disdainful of other cultivators, so he had no impression of him.
Lu Yifan frowned and said, "His name is Zhong Jie."
"Zhong Jie?"
The people of the Star Palace all frowned. He was a complete unknown.
… …
The moment Zhong Jie caused the main hall to resonate, all the cultivators in every corner of the giant bronze hall felt it.
The Artifact Accumulations vibrated in all directions, turning into circles of ripples that pushed forward like water waves.
"What is this?"
Many people looked at the ripples on the ground in shock.
"Artifact vibrations? Something must have happened. Follow the direction of these ripples and you will find the source of the incident! "
For a time, all the cultivators who entered the giant bronze hall rushed to the main hall from all directions.
… …
Yang Qingxuan and the others also noticed the ripples and their faces changed.
Du Ruo said in shock, "Artifact vibrations! Who has such ability to resonate with the main hall? Quickly follow the direction of the ripples! "
A person appeared in Yang Qingxuan's mind, "Could it be Zhong Jie?"
Du Ruo said, "Possible! But no matter who it is, the hall is reacting. I'm afraid that a fortuitous opportunity is about to be born. Let's go! "
The few of them immediately sped up and flew in the direction of the ripples.
…
Inside the Devil Transformation Pool, the purplish black water suddenly rippled violently. The Devil Spirits and Evil Spirits inside all croaked loudly as if they were suddenly stimulated. Then, without any warning, they shattered and sank into the pool, melting into Devil Qi.
Dongfang Ying asked in shock, "What's going on?"
Xiao Suyang's face was also full of shock. He didn't know what to make of this inexplicable turn of events.
At this moment, Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran, who were soaking in the pool, opened their eyes at the same time. Both of them shot out beams of light, and the rose mark on their bodies was completely dyed black by the demonic qi.
The two of them looked at each other. Then, a splashing sound was heard. Their silhouettes flashed in the air, and disappeared.
Dongfang Ying was stunned. "This …"
Xiao Suyang's complexion changed as he shouted, "Go to the main hall!"
Immediately, he followed the ripples between heaven and earth and ran toward the main hall.
Dongfang Ying naturally didn't dare to stay behind alone. She hurriedly chased after him.
…
Inside the main hall, as Zhong Jie stepped in, the light projected from all the Devil Statues changed continuously in the spacious hall. It was like a starry sky array.
The light shone on everyone's faces, reflecting different expressions.
Yang Wuxin stared at Zhong Jie and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
Zhong Jie smiled. "Someone who has nothing to do with you."
Yang Wuxin said coldly, "Since you stepped into this hall, you have something to do with me."
"Oh?" Zhong Jie sneered. "Is this hall yours?"
Yang Wuxin said, "It can be not mine, but it can also be mine. When I want it, it's mine. When I don't want it, it's not mine. "
Zhong Jie laughed loudly and said, "Haha, so domineering." He sneered. "But unfortunately, this Jia Mo Temple isn't something that you can take with your level."
The two stood in the hall and looked at each other. Their bodies emitted an awe-inspiring aura that was constantly rising. A great battle could be triggered at any time.
At this moment, martial artists rushed into the main hall from the side doors on all sides. With a glance, they were all shocked by the strange phenomenon of the dozens of Devil Statues. In the end, their gazes all fell on Zhong Jie and Yang Wuxin.
Zhong Jie was an unknown person. Not many people had seen him in action.
But Yang Wuxin was a proud son of heaven, an influential figure in the limelight. At this moment, he stood there and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
And everyone was guessing the identity of the person standing in front of him.
Several figures flew over and directly landed in all directions around Zhong Jie, completely surrounding him.
They were Xu Weilong, Feng Yanran, Xiao Suyang, and Dongfang Ying.
The Devil Transformation Pool was at the side of the main hall. After the abnormality, the four of them flew over and immediately identified the enemy and locked Zhong Jie.
"Tsk tsk, want to bully me with numbers?"
Zhong Jie's gaze turned slightly. When it swept across the rose marks on Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran, it paused for a moment.
Xu Weilong furrowed his brows and stared fixedly at Zhong Jie as he said in a solemn voice, "Fiend race?"
Zhong Jie smiled and said, "You guys can sense my power and have the fiend race's rose mark on you. It proves that fiend race blood flows in your bodies too."
Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran's expressions changed drastically.
Xu Weilong snorted and said, "It's just that the fiend race appeared among our ancestors before. You're a genuine, out-and-out fiend race member! "
Zhong Jie nodded and said, "That's right. I'm indeed of the fiend race. But you guys rest assured, I won't look down on you guys. "
Feng Yanran said angrily, "We're the ones looking down on you!"
The moment Zhong Jie admitted his identity, there was an uproar all around. People could not resist sizing him up a few more times. After all, among the contestants, there were not many other races.
Yang Wuxin said coldly, "In that case, you're also here for this Holy Fiend Inheritance?"
Zhong Jie said, "Mo Tu is an illustrious senior in my clan. I naturally can't turn a blind eye to the things he left behind and can't allow it to wander outside. Of course, I have to bring it back to my clan."
Yang Wuxin scoffed and said, "This Jia Mo Holy Temple is an ownerless item in the first place. Inheritance or secret treasure, those who are capable get it. Why does it seem like it became your thing in your mouth?"
Zhong Jie smiled evilly and said in a chuckle, "Those who are capable get it, this sentence is well said."
Killing intent shot out from Yang Wuxin's eyes. The surrounding atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme. He said in a cold voice, "Well said? Humph, looks like you've chosen the path of no return. "
Right at this time, a Stellar Palace man suddenly cried out in shock, "Azure Tooth Ghost Mask Man!"
Yang Wuxin's entire body trembled violently. Xiao Suyang, Xu Weilong, and Feng Yanran's hearts even trembled wildly. They hurriedly turned around and looked towards the side door!
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