chsdbacks Chapter 529 Demonization
Chapter 529 Demonization
Although Si Wuyai and the other two did not look as bad as Yan Jin, their expressions were still extremely grim.
Watching helplessly as others enter the land of inheritance.
This feeling is worse than killing them!
hum-
Just then, an ancient bell rang out.
The voice seemed to come from the ages, causing everyone in this world to tremble.
My mind went completely blank.
next moment.
A sky full of stars appeared inside the Emperor's Mausoleum.
The outer corridor of ten thousand bones collapsed instantly, and the Blood Refining Domain crumbled.
Yan Jin and his three companions, along with over a hundred other cultivators still alive in the Starry Sky Temple, were teleported outside the temple.
Those five who enter the giant gate will receive the baptism of inheritance!
After leaving the main hall, Yan Jin's eyes were bloodshot.
He stopped shouting at this point.
Instead, he silently walked to a large tree, closed his eyes, and meditated.
He was eerily quiet.
The other disciples of Nanming Yan Palace were filled with doubt.
But I didn't dare ask.
Xue Wanche and Xiang Yu also found a quiet corner to sit down.
He exuded a hidden aura.
Only Si Wuyai recounted what had happened inside the hall to everyone.
The waiting crowd suddenly realized what was going on.
One of them had a question in his mind: "That can't be right."
If the inheritance was left by a Nascent Soul expert, then why do some people receive sixth-level cultivation techniques and spells?
Even the seventh rank?
"I feel that the legacy behind those five giant gates was left by a super strong person above the Nascent Soul Realm!"
Although I don't know what level that is.
But it's definitely stronger than a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Otherwise, how could they possibly possess sixth- or seventh-tier spells?
This statement immediately garnered widespread approval.
Si Wuyai and the others had long suspected this, but the fact that there were no records of beings above the Nascent Soul stage in the South Sea Immortal Continent prevented them from making any wild guesses.
boom!
A terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire area!
Yan Jin suddenly appeared in front of the late Foundation Establishment cultivator who had spoken earlier.
Snapped!
His right hand rested heavily on the latter's head.
He said expressionlessly, "I said that the inheritance behind those five giant doors was left by a Nascent Soul Peak True Monarch."
Do you have a problem with that?
His voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.
The late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator shuddered.
His Adam's apple bobbed.
Cold sweat streamed down my face.
He said in a trembling voice, "Young Master Yan is right."
The legacy behind that giant gate was left behind only by a Nascent Soul True Monarch.
The kid just lost his mind and was talking nonsense.
Please, Young Master Yan, help me…
Pfft!
Before the cultivator could finish speaking, Yan Jin crushed his head.
After doing all this, Yan Jin shook his hand.
He put the monk's storage ring on his hand.
He scoffed, "Don't you even understand the principle that trouble comes from the mouth?"
There's no point in living anymore.
The monk's death silenced everyone present.
They dared not utter the slightest sound.
He stared at Yan Jin with eyes full of anger and fear.
Yan Jin didn't care about this and slowly shifted his gaze to Si Wuyai.
He whispered, "Fellow Daoist Wuya."
Why bother telling these ants what happened in the temple?
What's in it for you?
As he spoke, a dangerous aura emanated from him.
"Hehe." No fear appeared in Si Wuyai's eyes; he smiled slightly.
"Young Master Yan really meddles a lot."
My mouth is on my body, so I can say whatever I want.
What's wrong?
You want to kill me, don't you?
Although Yan Jin was a minor realm higher than him, both being Golden Core cultivators, it was simply wishful thinking for him to kill him.
So there's nothing to be afraid of.
Upon hearing this, Yan Jin's expression darkened, his aura surging, and he spoke again: "Is your Senluo Palace declaring war on my Nanming Yan Palace?"
"Don't try to scare me with the Nanming Flame Palace!" Si Wuyai's tone turned cold as he shouted, "The Nanming Flame Palace is indeed strong!"
But I can represent the Temple of the Demon King!
And you, can you represent the Nanming Yan Palace?
How many times have you met a Nascent Soul Grandmaster from a sect?
"Let's take a step back and say..."
My Senluo Palace is immortal for ten thousand years, and it cannot be shaken by one or two Nascent Soul cultivators!
If you were the Holy Son of the Southern Flame Palace, I would at least give you some leeway.
But you are not!
So don't use the same tactics you use to threaten others to threaten me!
I don't take pressure!
These words were undeniably harsh; they could even be described as blatant mockery.
But no way.
This is something Yan Jin brought upon himself.
"Ha ha."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After hearing Si Wuyai's words, Yan Jin was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
He laughed very unrestrainedly.
That's crazy.
"Okay, okay!"
Si Wuyai, you're absolutely right!
I, Yan Jin, admit defeat today!
With that, Yan Jin vanished from his spot and flew off into the distance.
At the same time, more black energy surrounded him.
At that moment, he felt that everyone present was filled with malice towards him.
"This is outrageous!"
This is outrageous!
"Just you wait! Once I gain supreme power, I will crush you all under my feet!"
He didn't know where to go.
He felt as if an invisible force was pulling him forward.
Those outside the temple breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Yan Jin leave.
Yan Jin's ruthless nature, which leads him to kill without hesitation, puts a lot of pressure on them.
Leaving now is what everyone wants to see.
Including disciples of the Nanming Yan Palace.
They were also puzzled at this moment.
Although Yan Jin was arrogant and easily angered in the past, he would never have been as cruel and brainless as he is now.
Otherwise, so many people wouldn't support him.
Since entering the secret realm, Yan Jin has changed so much!
I don't know why.
The others had no idea what the disciples of Nanming Yan Palace were thinking.
I just knew I couldn't just sit here and wait.
There are still many opportunities waiting for them within the secret realm.
Now that the inheritance has been passed down, the time to leave the secret realm is certainly not far off.
Time is of the essence; we must seize the opportunity as soon as possible.
Si Wuyai, Xue Wanche, and Xiang Yu shared the same idea, and they all transformed into streaks of light and rushed into the distance.
Those who emerged alive from the Star Temple were followed by a few followers.
After everyone had left.
In a corner, a small stone next to a boulder moved slightly.
He then transformed into a young man wearing a black cloak.
The young man's face was filled with surprise.
"Haha, this Dark Night Cloak is really a good thing."
I don't know what realm the eighth rank corresponds to.
That's incredibly powerful.
It was practically made for me.
With this.
As soon as he left the secret realm, he used a Tier 3 superior teleportation talisman to leave the scene, then found a secluded corner, put on a dark cloak to hide.
"Don't even mention the Wei family, even if a Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Southern Bright Flame Palace came, he wouldn't be able to find me."
"To hell with handing over the treasure."
Why should I hand over this treasure, which I risked my life for, to your Wei family?!
As Ye Xingyun spoke, it seemed as if he had thought of something.
"With the Dark Cloak, we might be able to snatch that spiritual herb from that fourth-tier demon sect!"
With that thought in mind, Ye Xingyun flew straight towards the mountains.
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