The reason why the people of Bai Mojiao were waiting outside was very simple. That tomb was not a good place to hide, not to mention a ruthless and merciless character like Devil commander, even an ordinary emperor would set up layers of traps in his tomb, so how could he be an ordinary character?
If they rushed in, then the losses would be inevitable, so it was better to wait for these people to rush in and then reap the benefits. Their idea was very good, and they indeed had the strength to do so, but unfortunately, God's plans supersede man's plans. Everyone knew who was the one who released the Swordqi that filled the sky. Those Bai Mojiao disciples of truth eighth stage and ninth stage were unable to escape from the Swordqi attack and were directly nailed to the ground, dying a miserable death.
Probably, they did not think that there would be such an unforeseen event!
Then, an even more shocking scene appeared in front of everyone, along with the countless Swordqi, the entire space where the tomb was located was cut apart by the Swordqi, as if a continent was cut apart, and instantly disappeared in the turbulence of space. That pitch-black crack in the space told everyone that something once existed here.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and after a while, they scattered in all directions, and soon, everyone left one after another.
"Hoo!" Ye Mo's voice suddenly resounded, "That old guy is too terrifying!"
"Where did you go just now?" Ye Xiwen asked.
"It's that old guy, I was discovered by him a moment ago." Ye Mo said. "If he wanted to, I would not have been able to stop him."
"I don't know for what reason, but he did not attack me." Ye Mo said with a lingering fear, although that old guy did not attack Ye Mo, but Ye Mo still did not dare to make any move.
Until now, Ye Mo dared to come out.
That old guy was too terrifying, he did not know which era this old guy was from, but it seemed like it was used to suppress the thing inside the coffin. In the end, what was inside the coffin, it actually required such a terrifying old guy to suppress it. Ye Xiwen faintly felt that, perhaps, it was not Devil commander, but something else.
But in any case, this time, it could be said that Ye Xiwen's harvest was quite abundant. He alone occupied about one-third of these treasures, and it could be said that he became rich overnight. Even among the truth level masters, he was second to none!
Ye Xiwen did not immediately leave, but sat cross-legged on the ground and loudly recited the expiation scripture.
Rest in peace, seniors, you fought for humanity, you will certainly not be forgotten by future generations. I can not do much for you, I only hope that you can be reborn!
Along with the sound of Ye Xiwen's chanting, the scripture turned into a golden halo, spreading out circle by circle. The resentment of the bone demon that was attached to the body was reduced little by little, and the wailing resentful souls gradually calmed down.
Ye Xiwen had been sitting on the seabed for three days. He had been reciting the Salvation Scripture in a loud voice. He had purified the souls of these seniors who had once fought for the sake of the human race. He had done this so that they wouldn't need to be driven around after death.
Ye Xiwen didn't know whether the legendary Underworld truly existed in this world. However, he did feel that there was a mighty force that took these souls away when he was trying to purify these resentful souls.
Ye Xiwen did not know whether the legendary underworld really existed in this world, but at least, when he was expiating these resentful souls, he did feel that there was a mighty force that took away these resentful souls.
Perhaps the legendary underworld really existed, and it was the world of the dead, but Ye Xiwen did not know, and now he did not want to know.
Originally, Ye Xiwen had faintly felt a little tired. Since he had arrived in this world, he had been constantly struggling and killing for the sake of survival. His spirit had long been exhausted. However, after three days of baptism, Ye Xiwen's spirit was once again radiant.
Ye Xiwen faintly felt a little tired, since the beginning of this world, in order to survive, he constantly struggled and killed, and his soul was already exhausted, but after these three days of baptism, Ye Xiwen's spirit was once again radiant.
Ye Xiwen stepped on a rainbow light, and from the seabed, he turned into a streamer and disappeared.
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Qianji Island was bustling with noise and excitement. The four major forces of the Great Yue State were holding a martial arts competition here. The martial arts competition was already halfway through, and after this competition, perhaps Qianji Island would become famous throughout the Great Yue State.
Above an arena, Hua Menghan blasted a core seed disciple of the royal clan off the stage, and the nearby referee announced.
"This match, Hua Menghan of Yi Yuan School wins! Today's competition ends here! "
Above the high platform, a looming figure stood up and said in a loud and clear voice: "Ye Xiwen hasn't come back yet? Three days have passed, and since he doesn't dare to come out, I will not force him, as long as he kowtows three times in front of the prince and admits defeat! "
Many disciples under the stage were in an uproar, especially the disciples of Yi Yuan School, when they saw that figure, they were gnashing their teeth in anger. Ye Xiwen kowtowing three times, this was not only an insult to Ye Xiwen, but also an insult to Yi Yuan School.
"Feng Kong!" At this time, Hua Menghan said aloud from the stage. "Your request is too unreasonable. You didn't inform anyone that you were coming. How did Ye Xiwen know that you were coming? You said that the deadline would be three days, and it would be three days. This is too overbearing!"
Hua Menghan's aura had faintly entered the truth realm, and in just a few days, she would completely step into the truth realm.
And that figure was actually the commander of the Imperial guards, Feng Kong. Ever since the Imperial guards had suffered a loss at the hands of Ye Xiwen, it was unexpected that Feng Kong, the commander of the Imperial guards, had actually personally come out to deal with Ye Xiwen.
He had set a time limit of three days for Ye Xiwen to appear, there was no room for negotiation.
"Ha ha, I am overbearing, Ye Xiwen humiliated my Imperial guards, this is a capital crime, there is no need for the prince to act, I will kill him!" That figure laughed coldly and said. He didn't care that there were many disciples of Yi Yuan School here, he opened his mouth and said that he would kill Ye Xiwen.
"Kill me? I don't think you are qualified to do so! " A loud laughter came from afar and a figure descended from the sky and landed on the arena, standing next to Hua Menghan.
Seeing Hua Menghan, Ye Xiwen slightly nodded to show his gratitude for speaking up for him.
Seeing Ye Xiwen, Hua Menghan was pleasantly surprised, but also somewhat worried. Many people had heard about Feng Kong's fearsomeness and no one dared to underestimate the commander of the Imperial guards. Although he was a subordinate of the eighth prince, but it was absolutely not because he was not strong enough, but because the eighth prince was too strong.
"Are you Ye Xiwen?" Two sharp eyes pierced through Ye Xiwen's body, as if he wanted to see through him, but he simply couldn't. Ye Xiwen's body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of fog and no one could see through him.
"Very good, you can't wait to die, right?" Feng Kong said coldly and looked at Ye Xiwen as if he was looking at a dead man.
At this time, Ye Xiwen saw that this Feng Kong was dressed in an ice-blue robe, had a sturdy body and an arrogant look on his face. It was hard to imagine that such a peerless genius, a young outstanding talent, would actually surrender to the eighth prince, this was simply unbelievable.
"The Royal Forest Guards are nothing more than this, just a bunch of slaves and dogs!" Ye Xiwen indifferently said, "I once heard that there is a set of dog beating stick technique, it is just right to teach you a lesson!"
"You're nothing more than an ant. Today, I'll kill you like a bug!" Feng Kong coldly stared at Ye Xiwen in an incomparably overbearing manner. From his body, one could almost see the eighth prince's style of conduct.
This was because the style of the people of the Imperial Guards was almost the same, exactly the same as the Eighth Prince.
"Since you want to die, I will send you on your way in advance!" Ye Xiwen said in a cold voice, "Come down!"
Ye Xiwen's heart was filled with a murderous intention. This Feng Kong was an outstanding disciple of a small school, but later on, he was subdued by the eighth prince and had been following the eighth prince, forming the Imperial guards. His strength was simply unfathomable.
However, Ye Xiwen's intention to kill him was even more intense. He was not a soft persimmon that anyone could casually step on.
"I can't wait to kill you, only with your blood, can I wash away the blasphemy you have committed against His Highness!" Feng Kong flew straight down and a violent imposing aura swept across, "Every bone in your body will be broken!"
Instantly, the gazes of countless people were focused on the two of them. After waiting for so many days, this day had finally arrived. The great show was finally about to begin. In fact, many people had waited for so long, not for the martial arts competition, but for this great battle.
The Imperial guards had been humiliated by Ye Xiwen, and with their overbearing character, how could they be willing to let it go. Finally, they did not expect that the commander of the Imperial guards, Feng Kong, would actually come.
This was the first master under the eighth prince, and he had personally come, which clearly showed how much importance he attached to Ye Xiwen, but it also showed his determination to kill Ye Xiwen.
Even many people were thinking that if Ye Xiwen could survive this ordeal, they would go to Yi Yuan School and watch the earth-shattering battle between Ye Xiwen and the eighth prince. This battle was interpreted by many people as the beginning of the eighth prince's conquest of the world, and Ye Xiwen would be remembered as a sacrificial victim in the history of Yi Yuan School.
Many members of the Imperial guards were promoting that this was going to be an epic battle, not because Ye Xiwen was strong enough to rival the eighth prince, but because this was going to open a new chapter in the history of Great Yue State, the beginning of the eighth prince's conquest of the world, and this was the first battle.
"I hope your strength is more powerful than your glib mouth!" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer. "You want to break my bones? Let's see if you have the strength to do so!"
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