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Chapter 960

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At this moment, when Xing Jue's consciousness returned to the altar.

He suddenly felt that everything in the world, including time, had undergone a qualitative change to him.

Even though this world was so vast that it was endless, the range of Execution's senses could still peek into a little bit.

Within this range, nothing could escape his discerning eyes.

As for the Asura Battle Emperors, he might have been afraid of them before, but now, they were like ants to him.

Not to mention them, even the Winged Race's leader, Yi Xun 'er, the King of Divine Herbs, and even the Immortal Emperor couldn't compare to Xing Jue.

Even though Xing Jue was only a beginner Asura Battle Emperor, a beginner Asura Battle Saint could only be considered an expert in his eyes. They weren't much of a threat.

This was the strength that Xing Jue had now. When Ling Wangren bestowed the power to Xing Jue, Xing Jue had truly stepped into the ranks of the peak.

Whether it was soul, bloodline, or strength, there were probably very few in the Holy Region who could compare to him. He was almost invincible.

"What did this kid do? Where did Ling Wangren go? "

"Kid, where did you put Ling Wangren? Hand it over. "

But what surprised Xing Jue was that no one seemed to have noticed the change in him.

They looked at Xing Jue without the slightest fear. Instead, there was shock and anger.

Many people were shouting at him, and he could even feel their intense killing intent.

"I see."

Lowering his head, Xing Jue realized that the Commanding King's Blade on the altar had disappeared.

Looking at the strange mark on his palm that looked like a dagger, Xing Jue came to a sudden realization.

Ling Wangren didn't disappear. Instead, it was in his body and had truly become one with him.

"Brat, we are asking you a question. Why aren't you answering? Do you want to die? "

Wang Ren had disappeared right in front of their eyes. Everyone was naturally very nervous. That was a treasure that could change one's fate and make them a king in the Sacred Region.

Especially when they realized that their questions were ignored by Xing Jue, their nervousness turned into anger. They wanted to vent their anger on Xing Jue.

"Are you talking about it?"

In the face of everyone's interrogation, Xing Jue smiled calmly and slowly closed the fingers of his right hand.

"Zi la la la ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

Just as he closed his palms, a powerful airflow was emitted from his palms. Countless lightning bolts were like raging lightning snakes as they shot out from his palms.

In an instant, a majestic aura surged out, and the clear sky instantly turned dark.

The only thing that could be seen were the surging lightning and the roaring hurricanes.

All he could feel was the terrifying pressure that was pressing down on his soul and suppressing his body.

And all of this came from the palm of Xing Jue.

"Weng."

Finally, a ray of light blossomed from Xing Jue's palm. When the light dissipated, the lightning didn't disappear and the hurricanes didn't stop. Instead, they became several times fiercer.

But at this moment, almost everyone at the scene was deeply shocked. Their dull gazes were all focused on one point, which was Xing Jue's palm.

Because at this very moment, in Xing Jue's right hand, there was a three-meter long and three-foot wide giant blade.

The blade was like a knife, a sword, an axe, and a halberd. It didn't have a fixed shape and was changing all the time.

The blade was flowing with light and colorful. It looked like it was formed by the condensed Vital Qi of heaven and earth, but it also looked like it was formed by the most vicious demonic creature.

The only thing that could be confirmed was that it contained destructive power.

It was as if a wave of it could split the sky, shatter the earth, burn the sea dry, flatten the mountains, destroy countless worlds, and kill countless living beings.

Sacred Tool, the true Sacred Tool, was far above the Common Tool. It wasn't in the Upper Tool. It was the one and only Supreme Sacred Tool in the world.

"This feeling, could it be that this Ruler's Blade is truly a Supreme Sacred Tool?"

The beautiful Winged Clan's chief, Yi Xun 'er, had an extremely stunned expression on her face.

As the chief of the Winged Clan, she naturally possessed a Common Tool. However, at this moment, the Ruler's Blade gave her a feeling that it completely surpassed her Sacred Tool.

That feeling made her have a terrifying guess. That was not only a High Quality Sacred Tool above Common Tools, it was also an item that was closest to a Divine Tool, a Supreme Sacred Tool.

"What? Supreme Sacred Tool? "

"High Quality Sacred Tools are the only ones in the Holy Region. Could it be that there really are Supreme Sacred Tools? Who was the one who created this artifact? "

After hearing the words of the Winged Clan's chief, the crowd, who already felt disbelief, seemed to have received another blow.

"How could this be? How could such a Sacred Tool be pulled out by a brat? "

However, at the same time as they exclaimed in admiration, there were even more people who felt unreconciled. They all knew the rules of this place. They all knew that they had to obey whoever pulled out the Ruler's Blade.

However, at that moment, they were extremely unreconciled. They were unwilling to obey someone like Xing Jue, someone who was so much weaker than them.

"Brat, you are not qualified to possess such an item. You should hand it over and let this old man take care of it for you."

Just at that moment, an aged female voice suddenly rang out. At the same time, a ghost-like figure pounced towards Xing Jue.

It was an Asura Battle Saint. As for that person, it was none other than the old lady with heavy makeup.

She had actually disregarded her status and wanted to forcefully snatch away Xing Jue's Ruler's Ruler's Blade. Furthermore, she wanted to kill Xing Jue.

"Hmph. Naive."

However, faced with her attack, Xing Jue simply ignored it. He did not even look at her. With a thought, a strange ripple was emitted from the Ruler's Blade.

"Sh * t."

When that ripple spread out, practically everyone felt that the situation was far from good. That was because a life-threatening sensation was currently spreading out from their souls from the inside out.

Puchi.

With a muffled sound, the old lady, who was an Asura Battle Saint, was turned into a puddle of blood before she could even touch Xing Jue.

"Heavens, this …"

Everyone was dumbstruck and nervous to the extreme when they saw such a scene.

Fear was written all over her face. When she looked at Xing Jue again, there was no longer a trace of disdain. Instead, her eyes were filled with fear. It was as if she was looking at the God of Death.

An Asura Battle Saint, someone who stood above the Asura Battle Emperor and stood at the pinnacle of the Sacred Region, was so easily obliterated. No one could imagine what kind of terrifying power Xing Jue possessed at that moment.

Not to mention them, even the Beast Emperor, who was acquainted with Xing Jue, was shocked and felt that it was unbelievable.

However, Xing Jue was the only one who knew the truth. Although Xing Jue was very strong at that moment, so strong that he did not fear an Asura Battle Saint, he was not strong enough to obliterate an Asura Battle Saint with a thought.

The reason why he could do this was only when he held the Ruler's Blade in his hand.

At that moment, he finally understood why the people here had to obey the master of the Ruler's Blade.

Because the Ruler's Blade had planted a mark in everyone's soul. It was a mark that could control their lives.

In other words, at that moment, everyone's life was in the hands of Xing Jue. If Xing Jue wanted to, they could not die even if they wanted to. They could only suffer endless torture.

However, Xing Jue did not do so. Instead, he killed an Asura Battle Saint.

What he wanted to do was very clear. He knew that many people did not want to obey him, so he wanted to use this method to establish his authority.

"Everyone, I believe you all know the rules here. Maybe some of you are wondering, what will happen if you don't obey the rules?

"But I want to tell you that since the master of this place made this rule, there must be a way to restrict it. As for the method, I already know it now.

"Actually, even if I don't say it, I believe many of you have already realized it. Because just now, you all must have felt the threat from the depths of your soul."

Xing Jue stood on the altar, holding the Ruler's Blade in his hand. His narrowed eyes were filled with sharpness, displaying the domineering aura of a ruler.

"This … could it be that some kind of mark has been planted in our bodies that cannot be erased?" After Xing Jue's revelation, some people finally came to a realization.

"Since you have already realized it, there is no need for me to waste my breath.

"Right now, I only want to say one thing. The granny from before is not the best example. This mark can not only cause someone to die instantly, it can also cause them to suffer endless torment and reincarnation.

"As for how terrifying that torture is, to be honest, I have no idea. But if anyone dares to disobey me, I don't mind letting them experience it." Xing Jue's calm voice shook the souls of the people, causing their bodies to involuntarily want to submit.

"Swoosh."

At this moment, the people looked left and right, as if communicating with their eyes. Finally, they uniformly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xing Jue.

"We are willing to follow Master!"

In an instant, it was like the roar of a ferocious tiger or the roar of a heavenly dragon resounded incessantly. Each roar overlapped with the last, and each roar was louder than the last until the seawater became turbulent and even the heavens and the earth trembled.

Xing Jue stood in the middle of the sea of people, enjoying this beautiful scenery, enjoying the moment when the strong people knelt to him.

However, the Demon Emperor was also enjoying this moment like Xing Jue.

It wasn't that the Demon Emperor didn't kneel, it was that Xing Jue didn't ask him to. No matter what, Xing Jue couldn't accept such a big bow from a senior.

To Xing Jue, everyone here was his subjects and had to obey him. However, the Demon Emperor wasn't. The Demon Emperor was his senior and someone he would always respect.

"Get up. Your souls are bound by me, but I don't want your hearts to be bound by me."

"Right now, I have something I need to do, and this matter requires all of your strength. Once this matter is completed, I will think of a way to remove the seal and allow all of you to regain your freedom." After a long while, Xing Jue spoke.

"Thank you, Master."

Hearing those words, the crowd finally revealed a trace of joy.

These people were all strong individuals. Which one of them liked to serve others? They liked to be free or have others submit to them.

Right now, they were submitting to Xing Jue out of self-protection. Since Xing Jue was willing to set them free in the future, they were naturally overjoyed.

Although they didn't know if Xing Jue was speaking the truth, at least there was a trace of hope.

"Master, a senior of my race wants to see you."

Just at this moment, the leader of the Wings Race, Yi Xun Er, came to Xing Jue.

Her body was also marked, so she had to obey Xing Jue.

At this moment, even though she still maintained her enchanting smile, from the bottom of her heart, her view of execution was completely different.

"Your race's senior? Who is it? "Xing Jue asked curiously.

"Lord Yi Guitu!" Yi Xun Er replied.

"Yi Guitu? He is finally willing to show himself. "

Xing Jue was overjoyed. Although the Wings Race was under his command, he knew that the Wings Race wasn't as simple as they looked.

Because he already knew that the person who saved him from the hands of the Celestial Emperor wasn't the Sage King.

If it wasn't the Saint Ruler, then what kind of person could have saved him from the holy might of a high-grade Saint Tool?

Now, the only thing that Xing Jue could think of was Yi Guitu.

Because it was rumored that the previous leader of the Wings Race was already an intermediate Asura Battle Saint ten thousand years ago.

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