How long had it been?
Only half an hour, right?
But in half an hour, Ye Xuan had cultivated a wisp of the Power of Destruction. The Lord of Destruction could not believe it.
He had already thought highly of Ye Xuan. He believed that Ye Xuan would only need three thousand years to cultivate the first wisp of the Power of Destruction.
However, in just the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Ye Xuan was able to cultivate the power of destruction. This was truly unbelievable to the Lord of Destruction.
But he had to believe it, because a wisp of the Power of Destruction was flowing through Ye Xuan's body.
At this moment.
Ye Xuan sneered inwardly. Although he looked like he was cultivating, he was actually watching the Lord of Destruction's expression.
This was the result that Ye Xuan wanted. He wanted to show that he had unparalleled talent. This was the persona that he had created.
Of course, it was not that Ye Xuan's talent was truly heaven-defying. It was because he had comprehended many supreme techniques. Cultivating the so-called supreme powers came naturally to him.
The Undying Immortal Scripture, the Boundless Secular Technique, the Power of Time and Space, the Demonic Sky-Devouring Technique, the Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Scripture …
Ye Xuan had comprehended too many supreme techniques. As the saying went, "Once you understand one, you will understand all." A mere demonic art of destruction was naturally easy for him.
But in the eyes of the Lord of Destruction, this was extraordinary. He was shocked to think that Ye Xuan was a rare genius.
Shocked?
That's right. I'll make you even more shocked next!
Ye Xuan sneered inwardly. If he wanted to do it, he would do it to the extreme. He would completely shock the Lord of Destruction and make him think that he was a rare genius.
Rumble!
A wisp of the Power of Destruction grew and split into dozens of wisps of the Power of Destruction. They surrounded Ye Xuan, and the terrifying thunder of destruction directly exploded the void.
This scene caused the Lord of Destruction to be completely dumbstruck. If he hadn't checked Ye Xuan's body just now, he would've thought that Ye Xuan had once cultivated a demonic art of destruction.
"Good, good, good!"
After dozens of breaths, the Lord of Destruction clapped his hands and laughed, looking extremely excited.
"With such a peerless Divine Son participating in the Hundred Seedlings War, I want to see who can compete with my Destruction Demon Hall."
"Hahaha." The Lord of Destruction laughed maniacally.
Time flew by in the blink of an eye.
1,000 years passed........................................................ Ye.................
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Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes as the destructive force dispersed from his body.
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..... Master only imparted you the technique. You spent 1,000 years to comprehend and reach the Small Success Stage. This is all because of your capabilities. "
The Lord of Destruction let out a long sigh. Even he was extremely jealous of Ye Xuan's talent.
The Lord of Destruction calmed his agitated emotions. He looked at Ye Xuan with his deep eyes and said, "Shaoyou, Master knows that you once met the Human Dao Sovereign and was imparted with the strongest technique. However, the Human Dao Sovereign has already fallen. Master hopes that you can truly integrate into the Destruction Demon Hall. I will also do my best to nurture you."
"Master, don't worry. Shaoyou will never be disloyal."
Ye Xuan quickly expressed his loyalty. However, he was sneering in his heart. This Destruction Demon Master was trying to rope him in. He naturally had to express his gratitude.
"Shaoyou, come with me."
The Destruction Demon Master pondered for a few breaths as if he was considering something. Then, he looked at Ye Xuan and led him to a secret place.
…
Splash, splash, splash!
A sea of blood overflowed and white bones were strewn everywhere. A blood pool appeared before Ye Xuan's eyes. Many strange blood-colored flowers that Ye Xuan couldn't name floated in the blood pool. There were also some white bones that were faintly discernible in the blood pool.
Ghosts wailed and gods howled. Resentment filled the air.
The baleful aura in this blood pool was extremely heavy. There were even faint cries of dead souls. A bone-chilling aura gushed over, causing Ye Xuan to frown.
"Shaoyou, this is the Blood Sea Divine Pool. It is Master's most precious thing. If you cultivate in the Blood Sea Divine Pool, not only will you be able to increase the cultivation speed of the Destruction Demon Art, you will also be able to open the ninth Heaven Gate," the Destruction Demon Master said in a deep voice.
"Open the ninth Heaven Gate?"
Hearing the Destruction Demon Master's introduction, Ye Xuan was stunned. Then, his eyes flashed as he looked at the Blood Sea Divine Pool.
"Do you see the white bones and Soul-burying Flowers in the blood pool?"
The Destruction Demon Master smiled fiercely and explained, "These white bones were all Immortal Almighties when they were alive. Master killed all of them and refined them into the Blood Sea Divine Pool. The Soul-burying Flowers absorb the power of these Immortal Almighties day and night. Each flower contains unimaginable power.
"Now that you have opened the eight Heaven Gates, logically speaking, you should be on par with those heaven-defying monsters. However, Master hopes that you can come out on top and truly suppress those heaven-defying monsters.
"Therefore, Master hopes that you can open the ninth Heaven Gate here. When the Hundred Seedlings Battlefield opens, it will be the day that you become famous in the Chaotic Universe," the Destruction Demon Master said with a burning gaze.
"Open the ninth Heaven Gate?"
Ye Xuan's thoughts came back, and the corners of his mouth curled into a strange smile. He didn't expect the Destruction Demon Master to give him such a great gift.
In fact, Ye Xuan didn't know that the Destruction Demon Master had thought about it for a long time before coming to this decision.
If it weren't for Ye Xuan's heaven-defying aptitude, the Destruction Demon Master would never have brought Ye Xuan here.
This was because the Destruction Demon Master had spent half his life to create this Blood Sea Divine Pool. It was all for the sake of creating a successor who could compete for the title of Immortal Almighty.
Moreover, this was also to rope in Ye Xuan and make Ye Xuan truly work for him.
"Thank you, Master. Shaoyou definitely won't let you down." Ye Xuan bowed.
"Go on, my disciple. This Blood Sea Godly Pond is prepared for you. The energy within the Godly Pond is sufficient for you to open the ninth Gate of Heaven. If you can make use of the energy within the Blood Sea Godly Pond to reach the Great Circle of the Sempiternal Realm, no one below the Half-Step Omnipotent Realm would be a match for you."
"Shaoyou, go."
Ye Xuan didn't say anything else. He stepped into the Blood Sea Divine Pool and soaked his entire body in it.
Rumble!
In the next moment, Ye Xuan crazily activated the Destruction Demon Technique and began to use the boundless power in the Blood Sea Divine Pool to cultivate.
It had to be said.
The power of the Blood Sea Divine Pond was endless, it was truly a treasure among primal chaos treasures. Ye Xuan had just started to circulate his Destruction Devil Arts when an extremely terrifying force washed over his body, causing his Destruction Devil Arts to grow even more terrifying.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! The Blood Sea Divine Pool overturned the sky as strange flowers bloomed. Those Soul Burying Flowers shone brilliantly as an extremely terrifying power surged towards Ye Xuan.
"Great."
On the shore, the Destruction Demon Master clapped his hands and laughed. Ye Xuan had just entered and could already cause such a terrifying commotion. This made him extremely excited, and he was even more certain that he had made the right choice.
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