When the Yan Emperor suddenly brought this matter out in front of everyone, it caused quite a commotion.
After all, the identity of a Demonic Dao cultivator was very sensitive.
However, the imperial capital Yan City was the number one city in the world. It could be said to be the center of the entire Great Thousand Realms. Although the Tianwu Dynasty and the Shenwu Dynasty were stronger, they were not as open as the Yanwu Dynasty due to the restrictions of the Universe Origin Sect and the Profound Heaven Holy Land.
Even if one ran into a Demonic Dao cultivator in the imperial capital Yan City, it would not cause much of a surprise.
In every succession race, Demonic Dao cultivators would participate. This was something that everyone had a tacit understanding about. Strictly speaking, Xiao Chen was also considered half a Demonic Dao martial artist, so it would be difficult to investigate this matter.
The dynasty turned a blind eye to this. After all, these Demonic Dao cultivators would not dare to cause a ruckus.
They all knew their limits and wouldn't go overboard.
But this time, it was a little unusual.
The battle for the crown prince had involved the emergence of the Immortal Palace, which had attracted the attention of too many demonic forces. Nearly all of the eight super factions had come. The number of Demonic Dao cultivators far surpassed that of previous Demonic Dao cultivators.
The Yan Emperor's words were directed at the Demonic Divine Hall and the Underworld God Hall.
In other words, Xiao Chen wanted to intimidate the Universe Origin Sect and the other super factions.
In the end, this place is the territory of my Yanwu Dynasty. All of you have great backgrounds and cannot be offended. But don't go overboard. Don't think that I don't know about your existence.
On the royal platform, Xiao Chen softly said, "Ninth Prince, it seems that you are worrying too much."
Doubt flashed in Wang Yan's eyes. After some thought, he said, "I thought that Imperial Father did not know about Big Brother's collusion with the Demonic Creature Dynasty. It looks like everything is within his grasp. However, why is that? The other party is a great enemy of my Blood Moon Dynasty."
The Heavenly Book Scholar explained, "Your Highness, this matter involves the appearance of the Ethereal Immortal Palace, the only Transcendent Grade Soul Tool in the world. If the Yan Emperor chased the people of the Underworld God Hall and the Demonic God Hall out, the Yan Emperor would definitely be killed. The other party definitely won't let this go. What do you think will happen then? "
Wang Yan was not stupid. He quickly understood. "At that time, the succession race will not continue. The Faux God experts of the Underworld God Hall and the Xuewu Dynasty might personally charge over and attack the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb. The other super forces will definitely try to take advantage of the crisis and disrupt the situation! "
Thinking of this, Wang Yan felt a chill run down his spine. At that time, he could already foresee a calamity.
The foundation of the entire Yanwu Dynasty might be shaken.
The Heavenly Book Scholar nodded and said, "That's right. Hence, rather than blocking it, it is better to release it. The current situation is actually the best."
Xiao Chen admired the Yan Emperor. The Yan Emperor's boldness and vision were indeed extraordinary.
The Ninth Prince was still a bit young. He spent most of his time outside, and the world in his eyes was either black or white. Today's events had taught him a thing or two about the structure of an emperor.
After some words, the Yan Emperor stood in the air and announced loudly, "The fight for the slots begins now. Draw your swords!"
After speaking, the Yan Emperor's figure disappeared.
Clang!
Following that, an endless chain of clangs rang out on the surrounding royal platforms. These were the sounds of swords being drawn.
The princes all had a Yan Imperial Sword replica.
Although they were replicas, they were connected to the original. At a critical moment, they could even summon out the original Yan Imperial Sword to support them. This was an extremely special Soul Tool.
What was even more special was that each Yan Imperial Sword replica contained a different Dao of each prince.
For example, the Ninth Prince frequently guarded the borders, fighting enemies and killing demons. What he obtained was the Massacre Dao.
When the succession race ended, there would be only one replica Yan Imperial Sword.
This replica Yan Imperial Sword would carry its own Dao and receive the inheritance, becoming the supreme new Holy Sword, ruling the Yanwu Dynasty.
"Clang!"
Wang Yan drew the Yan Imperial Sword in his hand and turned into a flash of light. The Yan Imperial Sword stabbed into the front of the royal platform.
The Dragon Luck contained in the sword turned solid, turning into a thirty-meter-long dragon image coiling around the royal platform.
Immediately, dragons fought in the sky above the drill ground. The dragons roared ferociously, and Dragon Might spread out, covering the sky and sun.
Clouds churned above the royal palace, and mysterious phenomena appeared.
When looking around, the First Prince had the strongest Dragon Luck above his royal platform. That dragon image was sixty-three meters long. As it coiled around the royal platform, it did not look angry or angry. However, it exuded might without being angry, shocking the surroundings and showing the air of an expert.
Next were the Eighth Prince Wang Feng and the Thirteenth Prince Wang Yi.
These two dragon images were sixty-three meters long. As their dragon images swayed, they continuously challenged the dragon image above the First Prince's royal platform. The competition went without saying.
Most of the other princes were like the Ninth Prince, with thirty-meter-long dragon images. Only a few princes had much weaker Dragon Luck, which was exceptionally obvious in this competition.
If nothing unexpected happened, these princes with weaker Dragon Luck would be the targets of the strong dragons.
In the competition for slots, these princes would definitely be targeted by others, making them their priority opponents.
"How surprising! To think that the Ninth Prince's dragon image is twenty-three meters long. When did his Dragon Luck become so strong?"
"That's right. The Ninth Prince's presence has always been weak, and he clearly has no intention of competing. His accumulations are actually quite deep."
"However, that is all. The truly strong ones are still the First Prince, the Eighth Prince, and the Thirteenth Prince. A strong Dragon Luck is indeed extraordinary, far surpassing that of the other princes. "
"Did you notice the Sixth Prince Wang Ming? Although his dragon image looks small, in reality, it spun around a few times. In reality, it is at least thirteen meters long. This person really hid his strength deeply! "
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would not have noticed it. This Sixth Prince really does not reveal himself. It is fine if he does not do anything, but he wants to shock the world with a single brilliant feat!"
"Quick, look! The competition for slots is starting. The Eighth Prince is the first to challenge the Nineteenth Prince."
The powerhouses in the palace in the clouds that had noticed the Sixth Prince Wang Ming all turned their heads to look.
The Eighth Prince Wang Feng was the first to send out a guest to challenge the Nineteenth Prince.
The Nineteenth Prince's dragon image was only twenty-three meters long. Clearly, he could not send out a strong guest.
The Nineteenth Prince smiled bitterly and said helplessly, "I did not even intend to fight for the throne. I just wanted to try my luck in the Ancient Imperial Tomb. To think that I would not let this off …"
The Nineteenth Prince did not choose to resist fearlessly. He directly gave up, letting the other party win.
It was not that the Nineteenth Prince did not want to accept the challenge, but that he wanted to keep a strong guest to fight the other princes.
This was because the Nineteenth Prince clearly could not compete with the strong Eighth Prince. There was no need for him to waste his effort.
The Eighth Prince's victory, easily obtaining a slot. This immediately set off the horn for the competition for slots.
A somewhat chaotic challenge took place in the arenas of the drill ground at the same time.
There was an arena in front of each King's Platform. If the other party wanted to fight, they would have to fight. If the other party wanted to challenge them, they just needed to jump into the arena and raise their prince's banner. The rules were simple and clear.
"Senior Feng, should we take the initiative to challenge or wait for the others to challenge us?"
Wang Yan asked Senior Feng, the oldest of his guests. This Senior Feng was an expert of the military, possessing deep cultivation and rich experience.
Senior Feng looked around and replied, "Our accumulations are slightly weaker. It is best not to take the initiative to expose ourselves. Let's wait for the others to challenge us."
"Senior Hao Kai, what do you think?"
Wang Yan looked around and fixed his gaze on the Golden Crow Empire's Hao Kai. Hao Kai's cultivation was about the same as Senior Feng's. They were both Great Perfection 5-Vein Sovereign Emperors who possessed the Golden Crow bloodline. Not to mention experience, their combat prowess was even stronger.
"I have no objections. I will follow Your Highness's instructions."
Wang Yan then asked Xiao Chen and the Heavenly Book Scholar. The two indicated that they did not need to take the initiative to challenge, so they listened to everyone's opinion.
"He's here."
Xiao Chen looked around and saw a banner land on the arena in front of the royal platform.
"This humble one is Duanmu Huanghun. I am here on the Fourth Prince's orders to challenge the Ninth Prince for a slot."
The person who came was dressed in embroidered clothes and looked like a middle-aged man. His tone did not show any sharpness, but he was a 4-Vein Great Perfection Sovereign Emperor.
Wang Yan smiled faintly and said, "So, it is an expert from the Duanmu Clan. Who is willing to fight?"
"I'll do it."
Xiao Suo took the lead and stepped forward, requesting to fight Wang Yan.
"This humble one is willing to fight as well and help the Ninth Prince take down this person."
Another youth among Wang Yan's guests stepped forward. A sharp light flashed on his face, radiating a strong fighting spirit.
This person's name was Jin Mingxiu. He was an extraordinary person that Wang Yan had taken the initiative to recruit with the help of the Misty Rain Pavilion's resources. Su Ye had personally recommended him.
Wang Yan smiled softly and said, "Mingxiu, don't be impatient. Since Captain Xiao spoke first, let Captain Xiao fight this battle."
Jin Mingxiu felt somewhat unconvinced, but he still obeyed and stepped back.
"Whoosh!"
Xiao Suo's figure flashed, and he landed heavily on the arena. Then, he looked at the other party calmly.
Doubt flashed in Duanmu Huanghun's eyes. He had thought that the other party would send Senior Feng or Hao Kai. At the very least, it would be the famous Xiao Chen in the imperial capital.
Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince underestimated him so much, sending a 3-Vein Sovereign Emperor nameless person.
"It looks like the Ninth Prince does not have any desire to compete. In that case, I will accept this slot."
Seeing that his opponent was not Xiao Chen, Senior Feng, or Hao Kai, Duanmu Huanghun's reserved and senior attitude vanished, replaced with arrogance.
Xiao Suo's lips curled up in a smile.
Shocking waves surged, and a sea of blood surged. Xiao Suo, who looked experienced and steady, did not show any sharpness, but his Emperor's Might soared.
A scarlet mark on Xiao Suo's forehead released a dazzling light.
With a wave of Xiao Suo's hand, the Scarlet Blood War Banner appeared. Without saying anything, Xiao Suo charged over with a berserk and bloodthirsty aura.
Duanmu Huanghun felt greatly startled. He had not expected a nameless person to be so tyrannical.
By the time Duanmu Huanghun startled to his senses, the Scarlet Blood War Banner had already swept over. "Pa! Pa!
Pa! "
The scarlet war banner moved up and down like waves, unleashing an unending stream of energy.
Duanmu Huanghun sent out three palm strikes. With each palm strike, he scattered a wave of energy.
However, the waves piled on top of one another. The attacks contained in the Scarlet Blood War Banner surged endlessly.
The Scarlet Blood Pirate King's legacy brought back the glory of the past in Xiao Suo's hands.
After ten moves, Duanmu Huanghun retreated to the edge of the arena, unable to retreat any further.
Just as Duanmu Huanghun was about to take out his life Soul Tool and fight to the death, Xiao Suo shouted.
The sea of blood surged as he stood on top of the waves. He gently waved the war banner, making it look like a spear as he thrust it down from above. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
The light waves that Duanmu Huanghun formed with his Great Dao Energy shattered layer by layer. The Scarlet Blood War Banner easily broke through all his defenses.
"I admit defeat."
Seeing Xiao Suo's berserk aura slowly approach, Duanmu Huanghun felt horrified.
Duanmu Huanghun felt that if he continued fighting, he would definitely lose. Furthermore, he would suffer severe injuries, so he quickly admitted defeat.
"Thank you for letting me win."
After defeating his opponent in ten moves, Xiao Suo put away the Fourth Prince's royal banner and returned to the royal platform.
"Good!"
Wang Yan praised Xiao Suo with joy in his eyes, his eyes filled with excitement.
In this battle, Xiao Suo helped Wang Yan show his sharpness. No one dared to underestimate him anymore.
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