Three days later, in the secret chamber.
Nie Tian stood up slowly. His face was pale, and he was drenched in cold sweat. He looked like he was about to collapse.
However, his aura was very strange. It was much stronger than a few days ago.
His lips curled into a smile and he took a deep breath. A moment later, his expression returned to normal.
"I've finally integrated three Ancestral Dragon Patterns in three days," he murmured. His eyes were sharp, but he felt that it was a pity.
He originally wanted to use three days to integrate ten Ancestral Dragon Patterns.
However, he didn't expect that the Ancestral Dragon Pattern would be so difficult to integrate. The power contained within it was too strong.
In three days, he had only fused three Ancestral Dragon Stripes.
According to Wuming Laozu, the entire Ancestral Dragon Compendium was filled with Ancestral Dragon Patterns.
Nie Tian had already carefully sensed that there were 999 Ancestral Dragon Patterns on the first page of the Ancestral Dragon Compendium.
The Ancestral Dragon Patterns were inscribed with the dragon souls of Ancestral Dragon warriors. Nie Tian estimated that every Ancestral Dragon warrior's dragon soul was an Ancestral Dragon Pattern.
Therefore, the power of each Ancestral Dragon Pattern was different. Some were strong, some were weak.
The three Brilliant Ancestral Dragon Patterns that he had fused with were the weakest among the 999 Brilliant Ancestral Dragon Patterns.
However, even the three weakest Ancestral Dragon Patterns were enough to raise his strength from the Third Level of the Heavenly Mandate Realm to the Fifth Level of the Heavenly Mandate Realm.
His strength increased again, and so did Nie Tian's battle strength.
However, his biggest improvement was the nine Dragon Veins.
The power of the Ancestral Dragon Pattern was integrated into the nine Dragon Veins.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that the nine Dragon Veins were many times stronger than before. He felt like he was bursting with power.
"The Ancestral Dragon Pattern is indeed terrifying. It's only three, but it increased my strength by two levels," Nie Tian murmured with a fiery gaze.
He didn't expect the power of the Ancestral Dragon Pattern to be so terrifying.
A moment later, he walked out of the secret room.
When Wuming Laozu saw Nie Tian coming out, his eyes trembled and he asked in pleasant surprise, "Nie Tian, you succeeded in integrating the Glorious Ancestral Dragon Pattern?"
He had not expected that Nie Tian would only need three days to walk out of the secret chamber.
"En." Nie Tian nodded with a confident smile.
"Three days?" Wuming Laozu frowned. His eyes couldn't help but tremble. After that, his divine sense swept across Nie Tian's body. His old face directly stiffened.
He simply couldn't believe that he could really sense the aura of the Ancestral Dragon Shine in Nie Tian's body.
After the Glorious Ancestral Dragon Mark merged with a cultivator, its aura would not completely disappear. It would take some time before it could completely merge and become the cultivator's own strength.
Three days. In just three days, Nie Tian actually managed to integrate the Glorious Ancestral Dragon Mark. This was too terrifying. It had completely exceeded Wuming Laozu's expectations.
Back then, it took him three months to successfully fuse with one Glorious Ancestral Dragon Mark.
At that time, he was very proud that he had used very little time.
But now, compared to Nie Tian, he was simply trash.
"En." Nie Tian looked at Wuming Laozu and nodded. He smiled bitterly and said, "In three days, I only integrated three Glorious Ancestral Dragon Marks."
"En." Wuming Laozu nodded. Then, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He immediately screamed, "What did you say?"
"I said that I only integrated three Glorious Ancestral Dragon Marks." Nie Tian smiled bitterly again. He looked a little disappointed.
"Three, three Glorious Ancestral Dragon Marks?" Patriarch Five Nether stood rooted to the spot for a few seconds before he finally came to his senses. His voice was trembling as he stared at Nie Tian in horror, as if he was looking at a monster.
Integrating three Glorious Ancestral Dragon Marks in three days. If Nie Tian wasn't a monster, what was he?
"Senior Wuming, are you okay?" Nie Tian couldn't help but frown when he saw Wuming Laozu's reaction.
"Nie Tian, is what you said true?" Wuming Laozu's eyes trembled and he asked in shock.
"Of course." Nie Tian chuckled. Why would he lie about something like this?
Wuming Laozu's eyes trembled again. His divine sense carefully sensed Nie Tian's Dragon Vein. As expected, he sensed three different auras. His expression that had just calmed down froze again and he couldn't say anything for a long time.
Nie Tian frowned. He didn't understand why Wuming Laozu had such a big reaction.
"Senior Wuming, thank you for taking care of me these days. I still have something to do, so I must leave." Nie Tian didn't wait for Laozu's reaction and directly bid his farewell.
"You're leaving now?" Wuming Laozu finally calmed down a bit, but he still asked in shock.
"Yes." Nie Tian firmly nodded. He was very worried about Xue 'er and had to leave immediately.
When Wuming Laozu saw the determination in Nie Tian's eyes, he could only smile bitterly and say, "This Laozu originally wanted to let Qiye leave with you. It seems that it is too late now."
"Xuan Qiye is already a Human Killer Star Monarch. We will definitely meet again." Nie Tian smiled faintly and said with absolute certainty.
"Yes." Wuming Laozu knew that he couldn't make Nie Tian stay, so he could only nod.
Following that, Nie Tian didn't stay for long and directly left the valley.
Originally, Wuming Laozu wanted to send him off, but Nie Tian refused.
After the previous incident, very few people in the Five Underworld Sacred Boundary dared to provoke Nie Tian.
Moreover, Wuming Laozu was injured and in urgent need of recovery. Nie Tian really didn't want to trouble him anymore.
After leaving the valley, Nie Tian headed for Demon Wind City and directly entered the Beast Arena.
"Lord Nie Tian, Lord Mo Feng has been waiting for you for a long time. This way, please." As soon as Nie Tian entered the Beast Arena, a black-clad martialist appeared and spoke respectfully to Nie Tian's side.
"Yes." Of course, Nie Tian knew that Mo Feng was the Underworld Monarch. He nodded and indicated for the black-clad martialist to lead the way.
After a while, Nie Tian arrived outside a hall in the Beast Arena.
"Little doll, this seat was looking for you. I didn't expect you to appear by yourself." Just as Xiao Chen was about to enter the hall, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his Spiritual Sense, causing him to involuntarily freeze up.
This voice belonged to the Divine Soul in the Ten Thousand Evil Evil Heart!
Back when Nie Tian wanted to kill the Ten Thousand Evil Holy Son, it was this Divine Soul that stopped him and used the Ten Thousand Evil Holy Son's life to make a deal with Nie Tian.
As long as Nie Tian didn't kill the Ten Thousand Evil Holy Son, he would tell Nie Tian one thing.
It was just that the matter of the Five Tribulations and the Black Dragon Three Evils happened afterward, making Nie Tian a little busy and almost forget about this matter.
He didn't expect to actually encounter this Divine Soul again in the Beast Arena of Demon Wind City.
"Lord Nie Tian, this way, please." At this time, the black-clad martialist glanced at Nie Tian and said with a bow.
This person clearly noticed that Nie Tian's expression was a little off.
"Little doll, you deal with the matter in front of you first. We'll talk about our matter later." That Divine Soul was rather considerate and said with a chuckle.
"Yes." Nie Tian responded and went straight into the hall.
Above the hall, the Underworld Monarch sat there. His pair of eyes emitted a deep light, but his face was very ugly.
"Where's Xue 'er?" Nie Tian looked at the Underworld Monarch and asked directly without any nonsense.
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