After Jing Kai displayed his strength, it was obvious what the woman in black was good at.
It had to be a soul attack type!
Originally, this spot should have been Zhao Feng.
However, Zhao Feng had taken the beast tamer spot.
"I'm Ge Xiang from the Void Ocean Pavilion. Lady Su Qingling, please come out and spar with me!"
A kind-looking elder holding a wooden staff slowly walked out from the Ninth Prince's hall.
Before the battle, some forces that didn't get a spot started to analyze the people who had the easiest spots to fight for.
Shi Yulei was from the Shi Family, one of the Eight Big Families. He was a peerless genius from the previous generation and his strength was impeccable.
Old Ying was a member of the upper echelon of the Royal Sky Net. He specialized in tracking and was very experienced. It was said that he had a lot of information about the Imperial Tombs.
Old Ying had the battle-power of a Quasi-Sacred Lord, so no one would fight for such an important spot.
Zhou Su 'er was the princess that the Sacred Emperor used to love. She was famous for her medical skills, and even the Grandmasters of the Imperial Physician Pavilion praised her.
No one knew about her situation, but as a member of the royal family, it was best not to mess with her.
There was also Shen Jizi, who had been famous for a hundred years. There weren't many clairvoyants, and none of the forces had one.
As for Zhao Feng, he had a bloodline from the Ten Thousand Ancient Races. If he couldn't take out a Mystic Light Realm pet, he had no chance of winning.
Therefore, the final result was Jing Kai and Su Qingling.
Su Qingling was from the younger generation, but she wasn't very famous.
The force behind Su Qingling was the weakest of the Ten Grand Duke's Houses, and it was the only one that supported the Ninth Prince.
Inside the Ninth Prince's hall, the Master of Grand Duke's House stroked his beard and smiled, not worried at all.
Su Qingling slowly walked out and said in a cold voice, "Please!"
Buzz!
A powerful wave of soul intent surged out of Ge Xiang's body, turning into dozens of white pillars of light that shot toward Su Qingling.
"Pillar of Soul!"
Ge Xiang circulated his will of soul. Dozens of white soul light pillars were connected by a powerful soul power, forming a huge soul pillar with a majestic aura.
It was as if this attack would knock Su Qingling's soul out of her body.
Su Qingling's expression was cold as a cold soul power spread out from her body and floated in the air.
"Shield!"
Su Qingling lightly spat out a single word. She then waved her hands in the air. Her fingers rapidly wrote something as a cold soul power spread out.
In an instant, a huge Soul Sigil floated in the air.
Then, this seal turned into a soul defensive shield full of runes.
"What a strange soul secret technique!"
Ge Xiang's eyes flashed. He had heard of the 'Seal Soul Secret Technique' before, but he didn't expect to encounter it today.
Boom!
The Soul Pillar slammed into the Soul Shield.
The clash of souls caused the souls of some experts with weaker Soul Wills to tremble.
After the Pillar of Souls and the Soul Shield collided violently, both of them collapsed.
Su Qingling's defensive mystic technique completely blocked Ge Xiang's powerful soul attack!
"Take this! Soul Prison!"
Ge Xiang shouted. His long white hair fluttered in the wind as a large amount of pale white soul power gushed out from his body.
Weng ~ Weng ~
Weng ~ White pillars appeared above Su Qingling and formed a circle that looked like a cage. They brought with them a mountain-like Soul Intent as they slammed down.
This was a large-scale Soul Imprisonment Technique!
Su Qingling's Soul Secret Technique was completely countered.
Zhao Feng's expression froze. This elder's soul power was extremely strong, and this Soul Prison was very similar to his Soul Chain. However, it consumed a lot of soul power and wasn't very practical.
On the other hand, Su Qingling's Soul Secret Technique was extremely profound. Zhao Feng only managed to find a single term in his memories – Seal Soul Secret Technique.
"Ice – Seal!"
The cold female's expression didn't change. She slightly raised her head and drew a large Soul Sigil with her hands above her head.
Weng ~ ~
The two Soul Runes suddenly opened, and the invisible power of the Soul Runes crashed into the Soul Prison.
Ge Xiang's Soul Prison was instantly sealed by a powerful and mysterious Soul Intent, causing its power to decrease.
At the same time, a powerful Soul Intent swept out and covered the entire Soul Prison in a layer of ice.
After being sealed in ice, the Soul Prison started to slowly descend and was no longer a threat.
At this moment, Su Qingling took a few steps forward and left the range of the Soul Prison.
"Sword!"
Su Qingling's eyes were cold as she stretched out her arm, and a strange Soul Intent flashed.
"I admit defeat!"
Ge Xiang sighed helplessly. He had already used more than half of his Soul Intent to use the Soul Prison.
Furthermore, Su Qingling's Soul Secret Technique was extremely weird. It was the Seal Soul Secret Technique that had been lost in history, and he was far inferior in terms of cultivation.
The battle was over!
Many Soul experts that wanted to fight for this spot immediately backed off.
Many people couldn't understand Su Qingling's Soul Secret Technique at all.
The other people on the arena finally looked at this female seriously.
Zhao Feng had to admit that this female's mastery of the Soul Secret Technique wasn't bad.
However, her Soul Intent wasn't strong enough, or else she would've been able to use even more power.
Although this secret technique was strong, it required talent, and it wasn't suitable for those with eye-bloodlines.
"Although the Ninth Prince doesn't have many people, all of them are elites!"
Duke Nanfeng smiled faintly as confidence appeared in his eyes.
The Ninth Prince's eyes also lit up. The battle-power that Su Qingling displayed was extraordinary.
The Patriarch of Grand Duke Lan's Palace looked at Su Qingling and smiled.
The Seal Soul Secret Technique was a mysterious inheritance that Su Qingling had obtained in the Divine Illusion Dimension, and she had only comprehended a small portion of it.
After Jing Kai and Su Qingling's battle-power was revealed, no one from the forces behind the Ninth Prince dared to challenge him.
Su Qingling's special Soul Secret Technique in particular made the other members on the stage become more serious.
Although the forces behind the Ninth Prince were weak, the people under him were still outstanding.
After the battle ended, Zhao Feng turned his attention to the other arenas.
The arenas with the most battles were mainly for the princes that were ranked at the bottom and had no intention of fighting for the position of Crown Prince.
The overall strength of the people on the arena was weaker, but there were more spots, so the competition was intense.
However, none of these princes had any intention of fighting for the position of Crown Prince, so they weren't much of a threat.
Zhao Feng focused on the arenas with the top four princes.
The Fourth Prince, Thirteenth Prince, Seventh Prince, and Eighth Prince.
With a thought, Zhao Feng looked toward the arenas with the Thirteenth Prince's members.
"Tang Ze of the Earth Demon Cult, please come out for a battle."
In the arena, an old man in a purplish black robe was staring at a figure in a black robe with a sinister look in his eyes.
The Earth Demon Cult was a three-star superpower behind the Thirteenth Prince.
The black-robed figure was a member that the Thirteenth Prince had personally recruited, and he took one of the battle spots.
However, the other members didn't even know the black-robed figure's name. They only knew that he was a half-step Sacred Lord.
Hence, many forces behind the Thirteenth Prince had their eyes on this spot.
The black-robed figure slowly stood up, and an eerie aura of Death spread out.
"Come," a hoarse voice sounded in the soul.
"An expert that specializes in the soul!" Tang Ze was startled. Although he didn't specialize in the soul, Soul Intent wasn't his weakness.
Since the other party specialized in the soul, then the physical aspect was definitely weak.
Tang Ze revealed a sinister smile and opened his Little World.
The Little World of a half-step Sacred Lord was the limit of what the real world could handle.
A dark and eerie substance instantly appeared behind Tang Ze and filled the entire arena. An invisible law and intent surged toward the black-robed figure.
"Die!"
In his own small world, Tang Ze's combat prowess multiplied. He carried a berserk black Qi flow as he charged out like a demon from hell.
"Hmph!"
The black-robed figure snorted coldly. The instant Tang Ze charged, the figure waved his robes, and a slender arm covered in bandages appeared. The pitch-black power of Death surged out.
Whoosh!
Whoosh! The black-robed figure's robes brushed past Tang Ze's body, and a powerful Intent of Death surged out. A forbidden Soul fluctuation instantly attracted everyone.
Under the black-robed figure's robes, Tang Ze froze in the air. All of his True Yuan, lifeforce, and soul were sucked away by a whirlpool of Death.
A terrifying aura of Death enveloped Tang Ze and attacked every pore of his body.
"Arghhh! Nooo …!"
Tang Ze instantly let out a sharp roar.
The dark Little World on the arena slowly disappeared.
Whoosh!
The black-robed figure withdrew his arm and pulled back his robes.
A set of bones fell from the sky.
Sii!
Everyone in the Thirteenth Prince's hall felt their hearts go cold.
The experts that were preparing to fight for the black-robed figure felt a chill run down their backs, as if they had just brushed past death.
Who was that black-robed figure?
What kind of skill was this? How was he so strong?
With just one wave of his hand, he had killed a veteran of the Earth Demon Cult in such a tragic manner.
Merciless!
In the surrounding arenas, in the main hall, the experts of various forces were also stunned by this scene.
They felt their souls tremble when they looked at the black-robed figure.
They were all Quasi-Sacred Lords, but this black-robed figure was so strong.
Even Xin Wuheng, Xuanyuan Wen, and company on the Fourth Prince's arena had solemn expressions as they looked at the black-robed figure with caution.
The ones with the worst expressions were the soul-elemental experts. After entering the Imperial Tombs, they were the ones who dealt with the soul attacks.
However, it was because they specialized in the soul that they understood how terrifying this black-robed figure was.
"What a powerful Death Soul Intent!" Su Qingling exclaimed in surprise.
"Intent of Death!" Zhao Feng used his left eye, but he couldn't see through the black-robed figure. It was blocked by a mysterious power.
This black-robed figure's Intent wasn't any weaker than his.
The Intent of Death he grasped reminded Zhao Feng of the Emperor of Death, but this black-robed figure was even more terrifying.
"As expected, the team members of the princes ranked at the top aren't normal."
The Elder of the Earth Demon Cult instantly stood up and released the aura of a Sacred Lord. He glared at the black-robed figure and said coldly, "You've gone too far. If you don't give the Earth Demon Cult an explanation after the battle for Crown Prince ends, hmph!"
Although the black-robed figure was strong and mysterious, he was alone.
The Earth Demon Cult was a three-star superpower, so how could they take this lying down?
The black-robed figure ignored them and returned to his seat.
The two members next to him instantly trembled.
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