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Chapter 927

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"Master, I believe you've already guessed it."

Could it be true?

"Master, the Origin Energy of the Sky Martial Continent is only controlled by Tian Dao, so this drop of Qilin blood was refined by Tian Dao. But I don't know why it's here."

As expected.

Long Ao had already guessed that this drop of refined Qilin blood was most likely refined by the Heavenly Dao.

As for why this drop of blood appeared in the Shangguan Clan, he had no idea.

The Qilin Clan was one of the strongest clans in the world. Their strength was comparable to the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan.

There were many clans in the Qilin Clan. Among them, the Spatial Qilin was the strongest.

"Master, this drop of Qilin blood can stabilize your Emperor Realm."

Hmm?

Hearing Long Fu's words, Long Ao was overjoyed.

Previously, he had forcefully broken through to the Emperor Realm, but it was not easy to completely stabilize his realm.

Long Ao had tried so many times, but he had not succeeded in stabilizing his realm.

"Long Fu, what should I do?"

"Master."

In the following time, with Long Fu's help and the Qilin blood, Long Ao began to stabilize his Emperor Realm.

Three days later.

Long Ao left the Dragon Seal Space. This time, he did not hesitate and went straight to the Martial Artists Alliance. He was a little excited at the thought of meeting Yu Yin.

The Martial Artists Alliance was one of the ten forces. Its foundation and strength were superb.

The Martial Artists Alliance was located in the deepest part of the Imperial City. Under normal circumstances, as long as one was not a disciple of the Martial Artists Alliance, one could not step into the territory of the Martial Artists Alliance. Once the Martial Artists Alliance found out, it was not impossible for them to be killed.

As soon as Long Ao stepped into the territory of the Martial Artists Alliance, he was stopped by two disciples of the Martial Artists Alliance.

The two of them looked arrogantly at the young man in front of them and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Branch Vice Hall Master, winner of this year's Alliance Competition. Today, I'm here to report to the Martial Artists Alliance."

The Deputy Hall Leader might be an existence below tens of thousands of people in the Martial Artists Alliance, but in the Martial Artists Alliance, the status of the Deputy Hall Leader was different.

Disdain and contempt were evident on their faces.

"So you're from the Black Water City branch. The higher-ups told me that if I want to join the Martial Artists Alliance, I have to pay 100,000 crystal stones."

Grass.

Long Ao cursed in his heart. He was not a fool. He knew that the two people in front of him were just talking nonsense. Why would the Martial Artists Alliance want 100,000 crystals?

It was truly frightening. In the end, it was because their status had not reached such a level. Even ordinary disciples looked down on them.

Long Ao did not have 100,000 crystal stones on him. Even if he had 100,000 crystal stones, he would not give them to the two.

"I'll ask my superiors later. If I really have to hand over a hundred thousand crystal stones, I'll hand it over. Now, please step aside."

Seeing that the young man was about to barge in, the two of them were shocked.

The higher-ups did not give them such an order, so the two of them did not dare to leak this information. Otherwise, they would only have one consequence, which was to be punished.

"Young man, you're very arrogant."

"Step aside."

Long Ao's voice had gradually cooled down. He did not want to cause trouble, but he was never afraid of trouble.

The two of them snorted. Although they knew that they were no match for the young man, they were confident that the young man would not dare to make a move here. After all, similar things had happened before.

Without exception, anyone who wanted to join the Martial Artists Alliance, no matter if they were ordinary disciples or Deputy Hall Leaders, would hand over their crystal stones obediently. This was the real reason why the two of them were so confident.

Before the two of them could make a move, Long Ao's figure had already spun and directly punched the two of them out.

Long Ao did not kill them. After all, this was the Martial Artists Alliance. If he acted rashly, there would only be one outcome, which was that the Martial Artists Alliance would deal with him, and he would not have the chance to see Yu Yin.

It was still the same.

The main purpose of joining the Martial Artists Alliance this time was to see Yu Yin. Therefore, for Yu Yin, Long Ao could endure anything.

The two of them looked at each other and saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes. The young man just now was very powerful. The two of them were almost certain that if the young man wanted to, he could kill them in a matter of minutes.

"What should we do?"

"What can we do? We can only endure it. This young man's strength is right there. Do you want to die?"

"Hmph, even if we are no match for him, we can kill him with a borrowed knife."

Hearing that, the two of them immediately got up and walked far away.

The Martial Artists Alliance was located in the deepest part of the Imperial City. It was extremely magnificent. The headquarters of the Martial Artists Alliance could only be described with one word: magnificent.

Palaces were built side by side. They were of different heights, but the lowest building was at least three stories high.

At first glance, it was densely packed.

The Imperial City was magnificent enough. However, in front of the headquarters of the Martial Artists Alliance, the Imperial City was just child's play.

Long Ao stared at the center of all the buildings, which was the tallest one. At first glance, there were at least a hundred stories. It was as if the entire building was connected to the sky and covered by clouds.

In other words, the headquarters of the Martial Artists Alliance looked like it was sitting on top of the clouds from afar.

According to the information he received, Long Ao knew that with his current status, he was not qualified to enter the tallest building. He could only report to the sub-palace now.

Although he used to be the Deputy Hall Chief of Blackwater City, he could only be a core disciple after entering the Martial Artists Alliance. He had a lot less experience.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people could only be outer disciples after entering the Martial Artists Alliance. Unless their strength reached a certain level or they made contributions, they could become inner disciples. After that, they could become core disciples.

The core disciples of the Martial Artists Alliance were usually focused on training by the Martial Artists Alliance. However, everyone knew that in the Martial Artists Alliance, especially among the core disciples, the competition was extremely cruel. This was because the Martial Artists Alliance did not care about your life or death.

Core disciples could challenge each other. As long as they agreed, their lives and deaths were up to fate. According to the Martial Artists Alliance, only the disciples who survived the competition were worthy of the alliance's focus.

Long Ao came to a side hall and found the steward. He went straight to the point and revealed his identity.

A middle-aged man sat behind the table. He raised his head lazily and glanced at Black Wolf. He said impatiently, "The Martial Artists Alliance Tournament has ended so long ago. Why are you reporting so late?"

"It's my first time in the Imperial City. I couldn't find it before, so I was delayed."

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