Chapter 157
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The Black Market wasn't just a single power, but a combination of dozens of powers.
The major forces in the Black Market were always competing with each other. The selection of the Holy Son had to be approved by all the major forces in the Black Market.
In fact, there was no Black Market Holy Lord in this generation's Black Market, because no one had made the countless powers in the Black Market submit to him.
Now that the Black Market had selected a Successor, it was indeed shocking news.
A unified Black Market was different from the current scattered Black Market. All the powers in the Black Market combined were enough to contend with the countless powers in the Victorious Wu Nation.
No wonder there had been more and more movements in the Black Market recently. The Black Market had actually selected a Successor.
With the Successor, it meant that the Black Market had begun to unify.
To be able to make the countless powers in the Black Market submit to him, the Successor's ability was absolutely terrifying. The Blood Shadow Hall was one of the top five powers in the Black Market. Now, the Hall Master of the Blood Shadow Hall, Xue Wuye, was extremely respectful to the Successor.
This also proved that the Successor wasn't fake news released by the Black Market. The real Successor had indeed been selected.
The Successor's eyes were sizing up the crowd. Suddenly, his feet moved, and he walked over, standing in front of Chu Fengmian.
He stood five meters away from Chu Fengmian and stopped. Any closer would be a provocation.
The Successor's ethereal voice rang out as he spoke slowly.
"You are Chu Fengmian? The genius who stepped into the 70th level of the Heavenly Path during the entrance examination? "
"That's right."
Chu Fengmian nodded.
There was no need to hide his identity.
"I wonder when the Successor will be looking for me?"
"Nothing much, but I see that your aptitude is not bad, so I plan to take you in as one of the three Venerables of the Black Market, a Morning Star Venerable."
The Successor's ethereal voice rang out again. His voice was extremely high and mighty.
"In the Victorious Wu Nation, there are too few talented warriors. Among everyone here, I see that your aptitude is not bad, and you are qualified to serve me. As long as you agree, you will be a Morning Star Venerable of the Black Market from now on."
"Hmph!"
Before the Chosen could finish his words, a cold snort rang out.
"Does this mean that the Saint thinks that the disciples of the other sects are weak?"
Yan Xuan walked out as he spoke with an arrogant expression on his face.
"It's said that the Black Market Holy Son's strength is also the best among the heroes. I wonder if the Holy Son is interested in fighting with me?"
Yan Xuan coldly said.
The reason he said this was because the Saint had said that Chu Fengmian was the only person he valued among all the martial artists present.
He didn't place anyone else in his eyes. How could any of the young geniuses present tolerate this?
Yan Xuan, who had the most arrogant personality, was the first to stand out.
The Holy Son was at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm. Yan Xuan, who was also at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm, was naturally not afraid of him.
"You think you're my match?"
The Holy Son said indifferently. There was no seriousness in his eyes as he looked at Yan Xuan.
Contempt. It wasn't disdain. Rather, he didn't put Yan Xuan in his eyes at all.
They were both at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm. Yet, the Holy Son did not even take a second look at the top genius of the Candle Flame Sect, Yan Xuan.
"Make your move!"
The Holy Son said indifferently as he stood up.
"Arrogant! Inextinguishable Flame! "
Yan Xuan roared as a clump of flames condensed on his hands. The clump of flames instantly turned into a fire dragon.
It charged towards the Holy Son as it roared.
On the other hand, the Holy Son only raised his hand indifferently. In an instant, the fire dragon was extinguished.
"What!"
"Yan Xuan's flame! It was extinguished so easily! "
The faces of the countless spectators changed drastically.
As a disciple of the Candle Flame Sect, Yan Xuan's strongest ability was his ability to control fire. In addition to his pure bloodline, his flame was known as the Inextinguishable Flame.
But in front of the Holy Son, the flame was extinguished in an instant.
"This flame isn't even qualified to hurt me. You want to challenge me? Even if you go back and train for a hundred years, you won't be my match. "
The Holy Son said calmly.
"Great! You're indeed the Holy Son of the Black Market. You're incomparably arrogant! "
When Yan Xuan heard the Holy Son's words, his face instantly turned red as he was enraged.
As a genius of the Candle Flame Sect, when did he fall into such a situation where he was ridiculed?
"Seven-colored Flame Rune …"
"Yan Xuan, stop!"
When the red-haired Elder saw this scene, he instantly appeared before Yan Xuan and broke the spiritual energy that Yan Xuan had condensed.
"It's still not the time for you to use your full strength. You still have to save your strength in the Sacred Ground."
When the red-haired Elder rushed over, he secretly transmitted a message to Yan Xuan.
Yan Xuan slowly stopped condensing his spiritual energy. He only took a glance at the Holy Son and said calmly.
"If we meet in the Sacred Ground, let's fight with our full strength."
After speaking, Yan Xuan flicked his sleeves and left.
Revealing all his trump cards in front of so many people was the most foolish action. Yan Xuan might be arrogant, but he wasn't a brute. He naturally understood this point.
Although this battle was short, it was still a battle.
However, everyone was now clear about how powerful the Holy Son was.
Although everyone could see that Yan Xuan was holding back, the Holy Son was still the same. The Holy Son could block the attack of a cultivator in the same realm with a single move.
This meant that the Holy Son's strength was invincible in the Divine Sea Realm.
"Chu Fengmian, what do you think? Do you want to join the Black Market and become a Sovereign under my command? "
The Holy Son turned around and looked at Chu Fengmian.
"Absolutely impossible!"
Chu Fengmian coldly replied. Although his tone was indifferent, everyone could hear the determination in it.
Chu Fengmian would never submit in his life. Chu Fengmian would rather die than submit.
"Oh? Brother Chu, you're not going to consider it? "
The Holy Son's expression suddenly turned cold as his killing intent was released without any concealment.
The atmosphere suddenly turned cold. Traces of killing intent were so shocking that it made one shiver.
"No one dares to reject my invitation."
The Holy Son's tone changed and there was no need to hide the killing intent in his words.
The meaning in his words was clear. If they didn't submit, only death would await them.
"Rustle."
Countless cultivators hurriedly retreated. They didn't dare to be affected by the Holy Son's anger.
"Absolutely impossible!"
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