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This time, Ye Mo's Suffering Powers had increased by 100,000 streams of Suffering Powers, reaching a total of 3.3 million streams. This was a terrifying number!
However, danger had come along with it. Since Dengfeng was able to guess his identity, the experts of the other clans would similarly be able to guess it. So, he had to disguise himself. If someone really came looking for him in the future, he would be able to escape unscathed. Sounds of Nature
Moreover, this place was not the Sacred Battle Union but Battle City, the territory of Battle Heaven. Battle Heaven would definitely be able to find out his identity.
If he could compress his Deity Power, from 3.3 million streams to 330,000 streams, Ye Mo would still be an ordinary warrior. He would be able to deceive everyone.
"Compress the power of suffering. I know what to do."
Ye Mo already had a way to compress power. Back then, the Eternal Kingdom was a technique that Ye Mo had condensed by compressing all the Immortal Martial Powers.
Thinking of this, Ye Mo once again immersed himself in training.
He immediately began to compress and fuse the two streams of Tribulation energy. However, as soon as the two streams of Tribulation energy were compressed, cracking sounds could be heard as the two streams of Tribulation energy shattered.
"As expected, it's not that easy."
Ye Mo sighed and continued to try. He had 3.3 million streams of Suffering Power. Breaking a few streams didn't bother him at all. He began to mobilize the Suffering Power in his body and continued to compress and fuse them.
Crackle!
Two more streams of the power of suffering were destroyed!
Ye Mo kept trying, and more and more of the Power of Suffering was broken.
"I've already shattered ten thousand streams of the power of suffering, but I still can't fuse them together."
Ye Mo frowned. He hadn't expected fusing the Power of Suffering to be so difficult. Moreover, he had only tried fusing two streams of Power of Suffering. If he had fused three, four, or even ten streams, how difficult would it have been?
"Master, the first step is always the hardest. In any case, you've already condensed a hundred thousand strands of tribulation energy. Even if all of them are destroyed, it's not a loss."
Little Qing said, "Moreover, fusing with the power of suffering will be beneficial to your future cultivation."
"What benefits?"
Ye Mo asked.
"If you want to cultivate to the Great Circle, you have to cultivate ten million Tribulation energy, and then fuse all of them together. Only then can you reach the Great Circle. Every time you fuse them together, a large amount of Tribulation energy will be destroyed, and you will have to cultivate again. This is also the reason why Ninth Tribulation experts are unable to break through to the Great Circle.
Xiaoqing said, "If you fuse it now, you won't have to worry about others finding out your secret, and it will be much easier to advance to the consummate level."
It was rumored that there were ten million different types of sufferings in the world. Therefore, if one were to cultivate ten million different types of sufferings, they would be able to reach perfection. Once they were fused together, one would be able to break through to full circle.
"I see!"
Ye Mo nodded and continued trying. He refused to believe that he would fail again and again.
At the same time, in the main hall of the Battle City Lord Manor, many disciples of the Sacred Battle Alliance stood there. All of them were the people in charge of the battle arena and were also the subordinates of Battle City Lord Douzhantian. Each of these disciples had passed the five tribulations and above, with over 500,000 strands of tribulation energy. They were all true geniuses, and each of them was a king on the battle platform.
Qian He was naturally among them.
Moreover, there was a man sitting on the throne in the hall. His entire body was shrouded in light, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
Qian He waved his hand, and a scene appeared in the air. It was the scene of Ye Mo slaughtering everyone on the battle platform.
"Qian He, how dare you? If I hadn't heard about the appearance of a powerful genius in the battle arena, I'm afraid I would still be in the dark, right?"
The man snorted coldly, unleashing a terrifying power that slammed into Qian He's body, causing him to retreat repeatedly and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The cold snort lasted for a long time, echoing in the hall, causing the other disciples' heads to buzz and a wave of dizziness.
"Brother Douzhantian, please forgive me."
Qian He clasped his hands and begged for mercy, not daring to say another word. Back then, he had been a high and mighty existence in front of all the newcomers. But now, in front of Douzhantian, he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
"Hmph, Qian He, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You're afraid that I'll kill that Dragon Emperor. That's why you're hiding it, right?"
The man said coldly, "You really do cherish talents."
"No, I wouldn't dare!"
Qian He spat out a few words, his back completely drenched in cold sweat. Although he was a disciple of the Holy Battle League, if Douzhantian wanted to kill him, it would only take a single thought.
One had to know that Douzhantian was very likely to become the league leader. Coupled with his great completion realm, no one could pose a threat to him.
"I won't make a move against him," Douzhantian said calmly. "If I kill the Dragon Emperor, I'll inevitably be talked about by some of the elders. Tell me everything about the Dragon Emperor."
Douzhantian said calmly.
"Yes!"
Qian He nodded, not daring to hide anything. He said, "This Dragon Emperor should be a newcomer, having just advanced to the first disaster. The power of suffering is very strong, probably even stronger than you were back then!"
"First Disaster, is it?"
Douzhantian said calmly, "Search all the inns in the city for an expert of the first disaster. Since he has already left the battle arena, he should be cultivating in the inns. Get the innkeeper to secretly cooperate with me. Tell him that it's my order."
"What? Brother Douzhantian, you want to find him? "
Qian He's expression changed as he blurted out.
"I'm only doing the Fair Clan a favor. The Dragon Emperor has defeated Hai Sha and shattered her one hundred thousand lines of suffering power. That old fart, Hai Luogui, must be furious. If I can find the Dragon Emperor and leak the news to Hai Luogui, he'll be able to kill the Dragon Emperor without me having to do anything. At the same time, I'll be doing that old fart a huge favor."
Douzhantian said calmly with a smile.
"Brother Douzhantian, you're indeed brave and intelligent. The position of the league leader belongs to you."
"Of course, the league leader has handed the management of the battle arena to Brother Douzhantian. He obviously values Brother Douzhantian. Anyone who tries to compete for the position will only be asking for trouble."
The disciples began to flatter Douzhantian after hearing his words.
"There's no need to flatter me. Remember, you're not disciples of the Sacred Battle Alliance. You're my people. Do you understand? If you follow me, you'll all have a chance of reaching the Peak Perfection Realm in the future. "
Douzhantian said coldly.
"Yes, we'll follow Brother Douzhantian until our deaths."
All the disciples cupped their fists and bowed!
"Alright, you guys move out, don't beat the grass and alert the snake. This Dragon Emperor's talent is extraordinary, he might not be an ordinary person, he might also be the successor or disciple of some big shot, but let Hai Luogui take the blame."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white light flickered and Douzhantian disappeared completely.
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