The chief of the Winged Clan, Yi Xun Er, landed on the altar and reached for the Ruler's Blade with her white hand.
Buzz!
A ray of light shone brighter than when the King of Immortal Herbs touched it. Obviously, the chief of the Winged Clan also wanted to pull out the Ruler's Blade.
"The chief of the Winged Clan, she actually …"
Xing Jue did not expect this, but it was also within his expectations. Although his emotions did not fluctuate much, he was more or less shocked.
The chief of the Winged Clan, the current master of the Winged Clan, if even she wanted to possess the Ruler's Blade, it meant one thing.
Although the Ruler's Blade was kept by the Winged Clan, it clearly did not belong to the Winged Clan. Otherwise, the chief of the Winged Clan would not be so strenuous and unable to move the Ruler's Blade.
Moreover, from the eyes of the King of Immortal Herbs and the other elders, it could be seen that they were not surprised by Yi Xun Er's actions. Obviously, Yi Xun Er would also participate in the annual Blade Drawing Conference.
"Huuu ~ ~ ~ ~"
Under everyone's gazes, Yi Xun Er's power was also being devoured by the Ruler's Blade.
The Ruler's Blade's radiance became dimmer and dimmer, and Yi Xun Er gradually became drenched in sweat from her previous calmness.
The droplets of sweat slid down her white skin, and her breasts rose and fell violently. While it aroused the lust in men, it also let them know that the chief of the Winged Clan was also exhausted and was about to be defeated.
"Sigh ~"
Finally, with a gentle sigh, Yi Xun 'er let go of him.
She did not endure until she was exhausted like the King of Immortal Herbs, but chose to retreat in the face of difficulties.
"Xing Jue, are you ready?"
Just as Yi Xun Er was about to leave the altar, Xing Jue suddenly heard the Demon Emperor's voice.
Swoosh ~
Before Xing Jue could react, he felt his vision blur. When his vision recovered, he was shocked 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? Someone must have helped him. "
"This is against the rules. why is someone like him in front of us? Get out of here now … "
At this moment, a huge commotion broke out. Everyone was indignant that a mere Asura Battle King like Xing Jue had occupied the altar.
Even Yi Xun 'er, who had just walked down from the altar, cast a surprised gaze towards Xing Jue. However, when she saw the Demon Emperor behind Xing Jue, who was also standing outside the altar, the corners of her mouth rose into a bewitching smile.
"Everyone, be quiet. The rule of the Blade-Drawing Meet is that only one person is allowed to step onto the sacrificial altar at a time. Before that person leaves the sacrificial altar, everyone must remain quiet and not cause any trouble."
"This young friend has already occupied the altar. No matter what method he uses, and no matter whether he has the help of others or not, this is a fact that cannot be changed."
"Therefore, I hope that everyone will follow the rules."
Yi Xun 'er's sweet voice resounded across the square. It seemed gentle, but in reality, it was a form of deterrence.
As expected, when Yi Xun Er's voice fell, all the people who had been aggrieved shut their mouths. Even the Asura Battle Saints did not dare to say anything.
"Young friend, please go ahead. There are still many people waiting behind."
Yi Xun 'er cast a bewitching smile towards Xing Jue again before she drifted away. However, her intention was very clear.
She did not believe that Xing Jue could pull out the Ruler's Blade. Therefore, she wanted Xing Jue to finish it quickly so that the people behind could step onto the altar earlier.
At this moment, Xing Jue could not help but turn back to look at the Demon Emperor. He did not expect that the Demon Emperor would actually give up the opportunity to pull out the Ruler's Blade first and give it to him instead.
Moreover, the Demon Emperor's gaze towards Xing Jue was filled with endless anticipation. It was no longer mere expectation, but more like a kind of entrustment.
Finally, Xing Jue extended his palm and grabbed the deathly still Ruler's Blade.
However, not many people paid attention to Xing Jue's action. Not many people were nervous because they simply did not believe that Xing Jue could pull out the Ruler's Blade.
In the eyes of these people, only top experts like the Demon Emperor and Yi Xun 'er were a threat to them. People like Xing Jue were simply not in their eyes.
However … they were wrong.
* Buzz *
When Xing Jue's palm just touched the Ruler's Blade, the Ruler's Blade blossomed with dazzling brilliance.
It was as if the scorching sun had appeared in front of them. The scorching heat was so piercing that everyone did not dare to open their eyes.
"How is this possible?"
This was the cry in everyone's heart. They did not dare to believe what was happening in front of them.
If the brilliance of the Ruler's Blade could be used to describe the strength of the person who touched it, then Xing Jue's strength had obviously far surpassed the Immortal Herb King and Yi Xun 'er, the two Asura Battle Saints.
At this moment, everyone suspected that they had been tricked. They all felt that they had been tricked by Xing Jue. They all felt that Xing Jue had hidden his strength.
However, no matter how the crowd guessed, no matter how they shouted, Xing Jue could not hear them at all. At this moment, he was in another space.
"What is this place?"
In front of Xing Jue was a dark hall. The hall was very vast, so vast that it seemed to have no end. It could simply be said to be another world.
However, the rising flames in the distance and the hard stone floor under his feet told Xing Jue that this was indeed a hall.
He could not feel any aura in the hall. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of a gentle breeze. The gentle breeze reverberated in the hall like the roar of a ferocious beast, making people feel uneasy.
"You are the Spirit Eater Race member?"
Suddenly, an extremely deep voice rang in Xing Jue's ears. It was so deep that even Xing Jue felt fear from the bottom of his heart.
Because at this moment, a terrifying aura had already surrounded Xing Jue. It had even penetrated deep into his soul, causing him to feel an unprecedented sense of danger.
"This junior is Xing Jue. May I ask if senior is Ruler Wang Ren?"
Based on his past experience, Xing Jue knew that he had very likely arrived in another space, a space ruled by Ruler Wang Ren.
"Too weak. I never thought that this king would have to serve a brat like you."
The deep voice rang out once again. It was filled with disdain and disappointment. He did not pay any attention to Xing Jue and seemed to be talking to himself.
"Forget it. For the sake of Hun Wuji, this king will give you this chance."
"However, if you cannot satisfy this king, even if you are a member of the Spirit Eater Race, this saint will not be at your mercy. I will take back all the power that was bestowed upon you."
At this moment, Xing Jue suddenly felt his soul begin to change. A powerful force was fusing into his soul.
This feeling was like a bottomless valley that suddenly had a waterfall that could fill it up, and was gradually filling it up.
In this state, Xing Jue's soul was rapidly rising. It was like a lake that was rapidly expanding. Its capacity was already comparable to the ocean.
"Argh!"
The sudden power caused Xing Jue to feel extreme pain. His mind began to become chaotic and his vision began to turn blank.
After an unknown period of time, he woke up from his sleep in a daze.
However, when he opened his eyes and saw the vast and dim hall in front of him, he knew that everything that had happened before was not just a dream.
When Xing Jue inspected his soul, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement. He was shocked to discover that his soul had reached an unprecedented height.
He firmly believed that his soul had broken through the Emperor Rank and stepped into the legendary Divine Rank.
Furthermore, along with the rapid growth of his soul, Xing Jue's cultivation had also risen. At this moment, he had actually reached the Initial Stage Asura Battle Emperor Realm.
He had directly skipped the Asura Battle Emperor Realm from the Asura Battle King Realm to the Asura Battle Emperor Realm. Such a change was simply inconceivable.
However, it was reasonable for this to happen to Xing Jue. After all, the Spirit Eater Race was a race that relied on the soul. From a certain perspective, the soul determined a person's strength.
The Divine Rank Soul was a legendary realm. The difference between it and the Emperor Rank Soul was like the difference between a lake and the ocean.
Now that Xing Jue had reached this height, it was naturally reasonable for his cultivation to increase as well.
However, Xing Jue also knew that this wasn't his own power, but power given to him by someone else.
And the one who had given him power was naturally Ling Wangren, who had ridiculed him earlier.
Ling Wangren had given Xing Jue power, which was equivalent to him acknowledging Xing Jue. All of this happened very suddenly, and even somewhat inexplicably.
But what shocked Xing Jue the most was why Ling Wangren possessed such a powerful soul. Moreover, it was a soul that belonged to the Spirit Eater Race.
There was only one answer, and that was that Ling Wangren was very likely related to the Spirit Eater Race.
And if Ling Wangren was really related to the Spirit Eater Race, then all the previous mysteries could be solved one after another.
"Boom boom boom boom boom …"
Just as Xing Jue was overjoyed, a dazzling light suddenly shone around the dim hall. Looking over, Xing Jue couldn't help but be shocked.
Countless figures were densely packed together, blotting out the sun. An initial estimate would place at least a few million people.
These fellows wore black armor, and their bodies were black beasts. Layers of strange black flames burned on their bodies, and only pairs of blood-red eyes could be seen, as if they were demons.
And their auras were even more powerful. There were millions of Asura Battle Generals, hundreds of thousands of Asura Battle Emperors, thousands of Asura Battle Emperors, and even one Asura Battle Saint.
Weren't these the Spirit Soldiers and Spirit Generals of the Spirit Eater Race?
"This subordinate greets Master."
At this moment, under the lead of the Spirit Generals, the millions of soldiers actually uniformly knelt towards Xing Jue.
And the words "This subordinate greets Master" were like thunder, continuously resounding in Xing Jue's ears.
"You all …"
Everything happened too suddenly, so suddenly that Xing Jue couldn't quite wrap his head around it.
"Master, you've already obtained the Sacred Ruler's recognition, which means you've passed the test. We naturally have to submit to you," said the Spirit Generals respectfully.
This appearance was completely different from the disdainful Spirit Generals who had treated Xing Jue with disdain. However, it also seemed like they were submitting from the bottom of their hearts, without a trace of pretense.
"The Sacred Ruler, could it be … Ling Wangren?" Xing Jue was astonished, because his previous guess had been verified.
"Master, the Sacred Ruler is Ling Wangren. He was Master Hun Wu's right-hand man in the past."
"After Master Hun Wu's accident, we have been guarding this place under the Sacred Ruler's lead, waiting for master to appear and lead us back to the sacred region," said the Spirit Generals solemnly with a humble attitude.
"Does that mean that this world is the Spirit Source World that my Spirit Eater Race relied on to survive in the past?
"In that case, the person who saved me and the Fey Monarch, brought those experts here, and ruled over this place is the Sacred Ruler?"
Xing Jue finally came to a realization. He knew that the deep voice from before was definitely the so-called Sacred Ruler, the mastermind behind this world.
"Master, this is indeed the Spirit Source World."
"However, the one who saved you wasn't the Sacred Ruler, but someone else."
"As for the one ruling this place, it wasn't the Sacred Ruler either, but you, master," explained the Spirit Generals.
"Me?" Xing Jue was stunned.
"Yes, it's you. It's not only us. All of the people standing guard outside right now will submit to you. They will all listen to your orders and be at your disposal."
"Master, let's begin. Lead us and take back everything that belongs to the Spirit Eater Race."
"Let those ignorant people know who the true ruler of the sacred region is!"
The Spirit Generals' voices clearly echoed in Xing Jue's ears. However, at that moment, Xing Jue's vision had already turned blurry. The millions of Soul Soldiers and Soul Generals began to disappear before Xing Jue's eyes.
When his vision returned to normal, he discovered that he had returned to the altar. The Fey Monarch was standing beside him, and everyone was staring at him in shock.
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