Countless praises rang out. Xiao Chen's expression turned solemn and dignified as he continuously burned his Magic Energy, storing up Divine Might.
When the spatial wave arrived before Xiao Chen, he finally succeeded in gathering Divine Might. The Deity Statue became a thousand times larger, radiating a bright light and radiating Divine Might.
Xiao Chen leaned over and smashed down with a palm strike. "Bang!" He blocked the layers of spatial waves. The waves stirred, and a spatial storm spread out in all directions.
The Deity Statue behind him slowly cracked and returned to nothingness. Xiao Chen's body shook, feeling dizzy.
The Jiang Clan Elder flew back, blood flowing out of his mouth, making him look even older.
"Roar!"
Right after the wave passed, the Lin Clan First Elder used the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron. The one hundred ancient mutated beast images that he summoned instantly arrived before Xiao Chen, drowning Xiao Chen within.
A ruthless expression flashed on the Lin Clan First Elder's aged face. He raised the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron, wanting to control the one hundred ancient mutated beasts to tear Xiao Chen to pieces.
These hundred Ancient Mutated Beast phantoms weren't something that the Lin Clan's scion had summoned with his replica could compare to.
They already possessed simple intelligence and were even more ferocious. Their bodies were already infinitely close to the physical bodies of the ancient mutated beasts.
When one hundred ancient mutated beasts appeared, they could even injure the Blue Robed Emperor.
However, Xiao Chen happened to not be afraid of this.
With a flip of his hand, the Holy Beast Medallion appeared in his palm. A strand of azure light shot out and instantly intimidated the one hundred ancient mutated beast images around him.
Xiao Chen continued burning his Magic Energy, wanting to use the Holy Beast Medallion to suck in these hundred beasts.
However, Xiao Chen's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly stopped. An even stronger aura came from the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron. It was like formless chains firmly binding these hundred beasts.
The Holy Beast Medallion's suction could not break the chains at all. While Xiao Chen was distracted, the hundred ancient mutated beasts started to struggle.
The Holy Beast Medallion wanted to break free from the deterrent force of the Holy Beast Medallion.
Decisively withdrawing, the wind howled as Xiao Chen took the opportunity to escape the encirclement of the hundred ancient beasts.
The old man from the Lin Family widened his eyes in disbelief as he watched Xiao Chen intimidate the mutated beasts before calmly jumping out of their encirclement.
"Damn it!"
He wanted to continue controlling the exotic beasts to attack, but summoning these hundred exotic beasts had already cost him quite a bit. If he wanted to continue controlling it, he would have to rest for a while. Otherwise, his body wouldn't be able to take it.
Xiao Chen paused in the air and glanced at the three who were heavily injured. This was a great opportunity.
He could kill the three of them and even take the opportunity to snatch the three Emperor Grade Secret Treasures.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Chen rejected this decision. His current body was also not optimistic.
In the first place, he had not fully recovered from the battle at Strange Fire City, so he decided to take a risk. The might of the three Emperor Grade Secret Treasures surged into Xiao Chen's body at the same time, but he managed to suppress the injuries he suffered.
The First Elders of the three clans sat cross-legged on the ground, quickly recovering from the injuries from activating the Emperor Grade Secret Treasures.
Their expressions were extremely unsightly. This time, they had made a huge joke of themselves. Bringing three Emperor Grade Secret Treasures to kill Xiao Chen.
Not only did they fail to kill Xiao Chen, but the scions of the three clans that accompanied them all died at Xiao Chen's hands instead.
The deaths of scions were not a big deal. The Sovereign Noble Clans had many descendants and many outstanding talents. With the intense competition, there was never a lack of successors.
Although it was rare for the scions of the Sovereign Noble Clans to die at a young age when they went out on experiential training, it was not unheard of.
The most important thing was face, the face of the Sovereign Noble Clans. This time, the face of the entire world would be completely thrown away.
--- In the distant horizon, Ying Zongtian and the Sword Sovereign Liu Xiaoyun stood side by side. They peered through space and saw everything that happened.
Liu Xiaoyun hugged a sword and smiled. "This fellow is really ruthless. I wonder if those old fogeys of the Yan Clan, Jiang Clan, and Lin Clan can sit still."
Ying Zongtian smiled and said, "It looks like my Sovereign's Tribulation has gained a few more problems."
"What's wrong? You don't look worried at all. Those old fogeys of the three clans are not weak," Liu Xiaoyun said with a smile.
"With me, Wu Xiaotian, around, is there a need to be afraid?"
Space tore open, and the Saber Sovereign, Wu Xiaotian, walked out, wearing tight robes and holding a treasure saber.
"Buzz!"
The moment Wu Xiaoyun appeared, the sword in Liu Xiaoyun's embrace trembled uncontrollably. A surging sword intent waited to be unleashed.
"The Void Sword's temper is still the same as before," Wu Xiaotian said softly with a smile.
The Void Sword was forged by Situ Leihong. It was a Divine Weapon ranked fifth on the Divine Weapon Ranking.
Liu Xiaoyun suppressed the Void Sword's sword intent and smiled coldly. "Your Time Saber has not changed, either. It is still the same as before, like a dead ghost."
The Time Saber was also ranked fifth on the Divine Weapon Ranking.
For the sake of his Sovereign's Tribulation, Ying Zongtian actually managed to get the Profound Domain's Saber Sword Two Sovereigns to come. No wonder he was confident that he would succeed in his tribulation.
"Let's go. If you want to fight, wait until I undergo my tribulation. There will be a chance for you two to make a move then."
Clearly, Ying Zongtian had already guessed this would happen. He smiled, not surprised at all.
Although the two did not like each other, they knew what was more important. They both snorted coldly and ignored each other.
…
In a desolate mountain range, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, regulating his breathing.
By now, the battle with the three Sovereign Noble Clans had already lasted for half a month.
For the past half a month, the other party's pursuit had not stopped. Xiao Chen fought as he moved, getting closer and closer to the Central Province.
During this time, several people from other factions joined in as well.
During this life-or-death chase and all sorts of enemies, Xiao Chen's comprehension of the Martial Dao deepened.
After shaking off a group of pursuers, there were less than ten days left until the King conferral ceremony. Finally, Xiao Chen made his decision.
He would break through the bottleneck of peak Superior Grade Martial Sage and advance to great grandmaster-level Martial Sage in one step.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes and stretched out his hand. Ten Peak Spirit Veins' origins appeared.
He intended to use this to break through the bottleneck. Then, he would consume all ten Peak Spirit Veins in one go and advance to great grandmaster-level Martial Sage in one go.
What kind of concept was this? Xiao Chen cultivated for half a year before consuming one Peak Spirit Vein to advance to peak Superior Grade Martial Sage.
Such a horrifying speed was already shocking enough.
Now, Xiao Chen wanted to consume ten Peak Spirit Veins in one go, all for the sake of advancing to great grandmaster-level Martial Sage.
There were two ways to be conferred King. One was to become a Sovereign Martial Emperor and become a King, having their own title.
If the King title that one wanted already had an owner, one would have to challenge the other party. Only by defeating them could one obtain it.
For example, after the Thunder King became a Sovereign Martial Emperor, he immediately challenged the Thunder and Lightning Palace's Palace Master, who held the title of Thunder King, for the sake of obtaining the title of Thunder King.
However, the result was rather tragic. The Thunder King, who was of the same generation as the Qing Emperor, won in the end. As for the Thunder King, Sang Mu, he died mysteriously.
The other way was the King conferral ceremony that the Bushin Palace was about to hold. The title of King was conferred by the Bushin Palace based on military merits.
Below King were the Marquis, Nobility, and Duke.
Compared to the former, the latter were definitely less important. However, they were no less solemn and dignified. In fact, they might even surpass the former.
Only with one million military merits could one be conferred King. Accumulating one million military merits was not an easy task.
One could exchange military merits for all sorts of rare Spirit Pills, Martial Techniques, and Cultivation Techniques in the Bushin Palace. It would be very difficult for regular cultivators to not use them.
Furthermore, it was not easy to obtain military merits. In the past thousand years, no more than twenty people had been conferred the title of King in the Bushin Palace.
No more than ten had been conferred the title of King before the age of one hundred. None had been conferred the title of King before the age of fifty.
Now, the White Emperor City's Young City Lord, Xiahou Jue, had already accumulated one million military merits at the age of thirty-five. He inherited his ancestor's title and was conferred the title of White Tiger King.
One could easily imagine what a grand event this was.
The three Vice Palace Masters of the Bushin Palace worked together to send out invitations to the world to hold a King conferral ceremony in the Central Province's Tianwu City.
Who were the three Vice Palace Masters? They were all Sovereign Martial Emperors. Furthermore, they were the masters of the Three Holy Masters's Holy Lands: the Vermilion Bird Palace, the White Emperor City, and the Divine Martial Gate.
It had been many years since the three Holy Lords worked together to send out invitations.
This time, the Three Holy Masters sent out invitations together. This showed how important this matter was to them.
Given the prestige of the Three Holy Masters in the Tianwu Domain, if there were no surprises, all the Sect Masters of the various sects or famous cultivators who received invitations would show up as promised.
In fact, there would even be the phenomenon of selling invitations.
Outside the Tianwu Domain, the reputation of the Three Holy Masters's Holy Lands would no longer be as useful. In the eyes of the cultivators of the other domains, the strongest of the human race would definitely be the Thunder King.
The main reason why the cultivators of the other four domains took time out to participate in this King conferral ceremony was a very short and insignificant sentence at the bottom of the invitations.
With one glance, ninety-nine percent of the people would automatically ignore this sentence.
Xiao Chen, one million military merits, conferred King on the same day.
There were only ten days left until the King conferral ceremony. No matter how close the cultivators who received the invitations were, they would have to make a move now. ---
Tianwu Domain, Haotian Sect:
When Shui Lingling saw the invitation, she revealed a playful smile.
The invitation introduced Xiao Hou Jue's background in detail, as well as the various things he had done since he made his debut. There were hundreds of words in total.
Xiao Chen's name was clearly written in gold.
The picture on the back of the invitation was also exquisite.
Xiao Hou Jue rode the Holy Beast White Tiger, standing on a tall peak and looking into the distance. His cloak fluttered in the wind.
At the bottom corner was the news of Xiao Chen's conferral of King.
There were only ten simple words, written in the same color as the invitation, written in a place that was easy to overlook.
If one did not look carefully, one would not notice such a sentence.
This was indeed the case. The strong publicity from Bushin Palace also made many ordinary cultivators of the Tianwu Domain forget about Xiao Chen's conferral of King. They all forgot about Xiao Chen being conferred King. They only knew that Xia Houjue was conferred King.
Shui Lingling closed the invitation and asked the First Elder, Han Qinghe, "Uncle Han, how has Junior Brother Xiao Chen been?"
Han Qinghe replied, "There has been bad news recently. After he barged into Strange Fire City, three Sovereign Noble Clans using their Emperor Grade Secret Treasures blocked him. Originally, he would have died. However, for some reason, he managed to force his way through and even killed the scions of the three Sovereign Noble Clans.
"However, he is severely injured as well. In the past few days, he has been hiding from the pursuers, disappearing without a trace."
Worry appeared on Shui Lingling's gentle face. She did not know how Xiao Chen managed to get so far.
There were still ten more days to the King conferral ceremony. If Xiao Chen died on the way, then all his efforts would have been for naught.
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