If Xiao Chen wanted to return to the Tyrant Soul Sacred Hall, the Leng Emperor could do it with a single teleportation. However, he was rather reluctant to leave the Qinglan Saint Palace, so Xiao Chen planned to relax as he flew.
Along the way, Xiao Chen constantly thought back to the time he spent cultivating in the Qinglan Saint Palace. Although he was often bullied by Jiang Ming, Wang Jian, and Liu Ruoqing, it was peaceful.
The protectors and commander Shi Feng tactfully did not disturb Xiao Chen. They followed behind him quietly.
After flying for a while, the Leng Emperor suddenly frowned. He glanced at a certain space to his left, and a smile appeared on his face.
"It really is as the hall master expected. They've been secretly monitoring the young hall master as well," the Leng Emperor thought as he looked away. He continued to fly with Xiao Chen.
"You really are the head of the protectors after all. What sharp senses. The Leng Emperor's cultivation has become more and more powerful," a mysterious figure smiled faintly. He was able to sense the change in Emperor Leng's expression. It was evident that this mysterious person's cultivation was rather frightening as well. Ye Futian's expression changed.
After Xiao Chen's group flew away, a man in faint-blue robes appeared out of nowhere. He did not disturb the air at all.
A playful smile appeared on the man's clean and rather handsome face. He said indifferently, "What an impressive brat. Although you have terrifying cultivation talent, you still don't have the qualifications for me to personally take action. Since you've already reached the level of Saint Ruler, it's time."
With that, a faint, sinister smile slowly appeared on the mysterious man's face. Afterwards, he vanished as if he had never appeared.
After flying silently for close to half an hour, the peaceful atmosphere was finally broken. Looking back, Xiao Chen said indifferently, "Leng Emperor, tell me about the Tyrant Soul Sacred Hall."
As they flew, the Leng Emperor patiently and politely told Xiao Chen everything about the Tyrant Soul Sacred Hall, including the organisations under the Tyrant Soul Sacred Hall, the experts in the hall, and a few other matters.
Across the entire Saints' World, most powerful organisations were under Yan Kui's control, while the Tyrant Soul Hall did not have a lot of organisations. They were basically split between the Tyrant Soul Hall and Yan Kui Temple.
Of course, the second and third rate organisations in the Saints' World could be directly ignored. With their strength, they did not have the right to be associated with large organisations.
Even though Yan Kui Temple had many forces, it was still difficult to completely defeat Tyrant Soul Temple. The two factions had been fighting endlessly for many years, resulting in countless casualties.
However, due to the presence of General Shifeng, Leng Huang only told Xiao Chen some of the more sensitive things through telepathy.
The Tyrant Soul Temple had five major forces, and the Qinglan Holy Palace was considered the weakest. Moreover, the upper echelons of the five major forces were almost all Great Elder Lin Xiaotian's people.
In the Tyrant Soul Temple, it was also divided into two factions. One was the faction loyal to Tyrant Soul, and the other was the faction loyal to Lin Xiaotian. Although they were both Tyrant Soul Temple in name, they were also fighting openly and secretly.
Xiao Chen also learned a lot about the three elders of the Tyrant Soul Temple from the Cold Emperor. In order to seize the position of the Temple Master, the three elders had put in a lot of effort, but they had never succeeded.
Now that the ancient divine alchemist and Venerable Martial God had joined and stood on the Tyrant Soul Temple's side, Lin Xiaotian did not dare to act rashly.
After flying for an unknown period of time, the Cold Emperor looked at Xiao Chen respectfully and said softly, "Young Temple Master, we've arrived!"
"Mm." Xiao Chen nodded slightly and glanced at the huge, luxurious palace not far away, which still retained some of his memories. Xiao Chen's mind was absorbing what the Leng Emperor had said along the way. He memorized everything that needed to be memorized deep in his mind.
Looking at the majestic palace from afar, Xiao Chen could already feel an extremely powerful aura. This was the terror of a great force. There was never a lack of experts!
The Tyrant Soul Temple was located in a floating mountain range in the southern part of the Holy World. The magnificent palace was built on the peak of the mountain. Holy mist lingered around it, and it was faintly discernible, like a dream-like existence. In the huge mountain range, most of the peaks had been developed into palaces, and there were secluded paths that led to the main palace.
Of course, the Tyrant Soul Temple was located in an independent space, but in order to welcome Xiao Chen, the independent space had been connected to the Holy World. Therefore, he could see the true appearance of the Tyrant Soul Temple.
"As expected of a great force, so powerful." The closer Xiao Chen got, the more clearly he could feel the extremely overbearing aura. Xiao Chen sighed inwardly again.
Swish! Swish!
A while later, Xiao Chen and the Holy Soul Protector arrived above the Tyrant Soul Temple. They gradually slowed down and stopped. At this moment, countless gazes gathered on Xiao Chen in the Tyrant Soul Temple.
Seeing Xiao Chen appear in his sight, a gratified smile appeared on Tyrant Soul's face. He nodded and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad. Returning to the Tyrant Soul Temple in just a few months is much faster than the Old Man imagined."
To one side, the ancient divine alchemist also smiled with gratification. He nodded and said, "Xiao Chen's talent for cultivation is truly terrifying. He didn't even show such a terrifying cultivation speed in the God World. I never thought that he would jump several levels in just a few months after ascending to the Holy World. Impressive, impressive."
Martial God Honourable and some other experts also cheered. However, Lin Xiaotian and the other two elders on Ba Hun's left didn't look too good. Although they didn't show it, their faces were slightly gloomy.
"Meng Fei, that old bastard! Why didn't you tell me that Xiao Chen had broken through to the Holy Ruler Realm? " Lin Xiaotian's deep old eyes flashed with a touch of anger. His slightly fierce eyes stared at Xiao Chen like a poisonous snake.
No one in the Qinglan Holy Palace knew that Xiao Chen had broken through to the Holy Ruler Realm. Meng Fei did not have time to report it. Even if he did, Meng Fei would have been shocked by Xiao Chen's sudden eruption of strength. How could he have remembered to report it?
"Welcome, young palace master!"
Xiao Chen and the Saint Soul Protector appeared in the sky above the Dominating Spirit Temple. For a moment, everyone in the square of the temple knelt down on one knee and greeted Xiao Chen in a very respectful manner. The loud voice resounded throughout the huge temple and went straight to the sky. Even the lazy sea of clouds in the sky was shaken away by the loud voice.
After a few months, Xiao Chen had finally returned to the Tyrant Soul Temple.
However, nearly half of the huge crowd in the huge palace resisted the new young palace master in front of them. They did not kneel down, nor did they greet him. They just put on a disdainful look, as if they were not going to kneel down.
Their actions were undoubtedly a slap to Tyrant Soul's face in public. They ignored Tyrant Soul's existence.
"Are they so arrogant that they don't take my master seriously? It turns out that the third elder is also a hypocrite. " Xiao Chen's indifferent eyes turned cold when he saw the looks of disdain on the faces below. Xiao Chen thought to himself coldly.
The faces of the ten Holy Soul Protectors darkened at this moment. They clenched their fists, as if they would not hesitate to kill all these arrogant people as long as Tyrant Soul or Xiao Chen gave the order.
In the face of these people's actions, the gloominess on the faces of Lin Xiaotian, the third elder, and the other elders dissipated and was replaced by a smug smile.
But what made Xiao Chen feel strange was that Tyrant Soul and the ancient divine alchemist seemed to be used to it. Their faces did not change at all, as if they did not see it.
However, Tyrant Soul's next words made their faces change drastically, and they hurriedly knelt down on one knee.
"Today, I confer Xiao Chen as the young palace master of the Tyrant Soul Temple. Whoever dares to disobey will be killed without mercy. Holy Soul Protectors, count the number of people. As long as they are standing, kill them all." Tyrant Soul slowly spat out these words. They seemed calm and indifferent, but they contained a domineering aura that made people not dare to resist.
Tyrannical Soul's threatening words directly frightened those who resisted, and a chill ran down their spines. Before he could even finish speaking, they had already knelt down in fear and shouted, "Welcome, Young Hall Master!"
Looking at the people who knelt down in horror and no longer looked at him with disdain, Xiao Chen was slightly stunned. After a long while, the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile as he whispered to himself, "It seems that the experts cultivated by master have all come out of seclusion."
His figure slowly drifted to the edge of the square, and the Holy Soul Protectors followed closely behind Xiao Chen. On the square, everyone made way for them.
"Those who are kneeling at the back, continue to kneel. The rest of you, get up. You don't even have the most basic respect. You are simply bringing shame to the Tyrant Soul Temple," Xiao Chen said indifferently with a touch of seriousness on his indifferent face as he strode forward.
Xiao Chen's words were like a new broom that fiercely poked at the hearts of those people, and a wave of resentment arose spontaneously.
"Palace master, the conferment of the young palace master can't be rash. For many years, we have not conferred the title of young palace master. Now that we have suddenly conferred the title, the palace master didn't discuss it with us. This …" Lin Xiaotian glared fiercely at Xiao Chen, then looked at Tyrant Soul with a hint of opposition.
"Yes, palace master, the great elder is right. We can't be rash. Even if we confer the title of young palace master, we have to find a capable person. Xiao Chen is now only a Saint King. If he wants to be the young palace master, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the masses. Moreover, we don't know whether he has reached the Saint King Realm or not." The second elder, Fan Yun, hurriedly followed suit. The last sentence was said in a low voice with a touch of disdain.
"Humph!" With a slight snort, Tyrant Soul clasped his hands behind his back and raised his chin in a tough tone. He said indifferently, "I will confer the title of young palace master to whomever I want. If anyone disagrees, the palace gate is right there. You can scram at any time."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaotian and Fan Yun's faces suddenly became gloomy, and their flesh twitched a little. They were furious, but they didn't dare to say anything more. They just didn't expect Tyrant Soul to be so tough now.
Xiao Chen, with a faint smile on his face, slowly walked over. He first glanced at Tyrant Soul, nodded slightly, and called him master. He then nodded to the ancient divine medicine god and the others. Immediately, he shifted his gaze to the side, and a playful smile appeared on his face. He said playfully, "I haven't seen you for a few months. Why are the three elders' faces so ugly when you see me? Why, am I not welcome? "
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