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Chapter 548

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How many Heavenly Gifts Conferences had they been through? Even Yan Tao wasn't as exaggerated as this.

Was this killing? Was this harvesting?

All the golden light gathered toward the Emperor! The Emperor stood on the arena, looking extremely dazzling.

He glanced around coldly.

"Those who admit defeat can live!" The Emperor looked down at the audience and said.

Those who admit defeat can live?

At this moment, no one dared to criticize the Emperor anymore. His terrifying killing speed was simply "cheating". How could they compete like this?

Standing on the square, the crowd couldn't calm down for a long time.

The Emperor's gaze fell on a cultivator.

"I, I admit defeat!" The cultivator said with difficulty.

But when he said that, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.

The golden light instantly withdrew from the cultivator and gathered toward the Emperor!

The first person admitted defeat. Next, the surrenders were like a plague, starting from the first person and quickly spreading in all directions. The Emperor's gaze landed on all the people who admitted defeat.

"I admit defeat!" "I admit defeat!" "I admit defeat!"

Meng Ziqiu and Le Yi looked at each other.

"Dean, what's the background of this Emperor? He's even more exaggerated than Yan Tao! "Le Yi said bitterly.

"I'm not sure! Yan Tao, Yan Chuan, and the Emperor, these people are all strange! "Meng Ziqiu sighed slightly.

In the blink of an eye, there were nearly 500 people who admitted defeat in the square.

But in the end, there were still people who didn't admit defeat.

"The last Heavenly Gifts Conference was Yan Tao, and this time it's the Emperor? When will it be our turn? If we can't get the Tian Ce, we won't be able to live until the next Heavenly Gifts Conference. Since we're going to die anyway, let's fight together! "An old man shouted.

"Okay!"

Immediately, hundreds of cultivators jumped into the arena.

The Emperor's eyes turned cold.

With a flip of his hand, the Emperor took out a golden pill! As soon as the pill was taken out, a refreshing fragrance could be smelled even below the arena.

"A quasi-immortal pill?" Meng Ziqiu's expression changed.

"You said that's a quasi-immortal pill? The best pill below the immortal pills? "Le Yi said in surprise.

"That's right, but why is she taking the medicinal pills?" Meng Ziqiu asked, puzzled.

The Emperor swallowed the Quasi-Immortal Pill and looked coldly at the hundred peerless experts. A hundred Lower Void Realm experts surrounded the Emperor.

One against one hundred?

The spectating cultivators all had expectant expressions. It was unknown whether they were anticipating the Emperor's victory or the Emperor's defeat!

Gu Yue Holy Son narrowed his eyes and stared at the Emperor. A hundred Lower Void Realm cultivators besieging him? Even he would be in a difficult situation. Emperor? He was dead meat!

"Boom!"

Just like before, the violent saber Qi once again enveloped the entire arena. The surging saber Qi soared into the sky and enveloped everyone on the arena in the blink of an eye.

"Roar! Kill this girl!"

"Let's attack together!"

"Quick!"





… …

"Rumble!"

Within the storm of blade energy, the roars of hundreds of Emptiness Realm Experts could be heard. Then, the rumbling sounds of battle could be heard.

Emperors were strong, but there was a limit to it. After all, their cultivation was limited. It was impossible to kill a hundred Lower Void Realm cultivators as easily as before.

"Rumble!"

Fierce battle sounds could be heard from the storm of blade energy.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, a large number of black clouds suddenly gathered above the Sea of Providence.

"Rumble!"

The black clouds gathered, and countless lightning flashed in the black clouds. A vast heavenly might pressed down on the arena below.

"Forty-nine Heavenly Tribulations?" Someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Someone is going through the Forty-nine Heavenly Tribulations on the arena?"

"Forty-nine Heavenly Tribulations are for those in the consummate stage of the God Realm. The God Realm cultivator on the arena seems to be …!"

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