Spirit Vessel - Chapter 556

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This was the seal of the sky god . Waking it up would allow one to borrow the power of this deity .

Gu Mo’s power increased at a rapid pace . The figure on his forehead also became luminous and oppressive .

“The god of the sky, Lu Balin, had his soul condensed 6,300 years ago and was taken to the yin world . He is much stronger than Alun Buddha, definitely among the top one hundred strongest fiends . ” Yao Ji explained .

The Yin World has been collecting the fiends from the five dynasties for so long . The total number was incalculable .

This god was too young compared to the ones born one hundred thousand years ago . Nevertheless, he was still among the top one hundred . One could see how much faith power he had gathered from this .

Four countries from the west all worshipped him . It even spread to some parts of the Western Prefecture .

Of course, age didn’t determine power for these fiends, just faith and worship . One from a hundred thousand years ago could be forgotten right now; their temples in disarray so they would actually weaken .

Nevertheless, just because the sky god was stronger than Alun Buddha didn’t mean Gu Mo was necessarily stronger than Moba . The key here was the level of his divine intent and how much power he could borrow from this sky god .

In reality, Gu Mo was quite impressive with clouds billowing around him . Each of his techniques carried a torrential pressure .

“Earth-splitting Axe!” Feiyun’s divine intents flew out . Each one was identical to him just like a soul .

They piled up and turned into an axe . The result was obvious - Gu Mo was blown flying out of the stage . His head was nearly split in half completely from the top down .

Other prodigies couldn’t defeat him so easily because they lacked Feiyun’s monstrous divine intents .



Feiyun was their nemesis since his intents were stronger than the divine souls of their deities .

Alas, these fearless youths weren’t deterred . After one fell, another would climb on stage, and another afterward… They didn’t give Feiyun a chance to breathe .

In just one hour, Feiyun killed eleven prodigies from these foreign countries . All were quite powerful .

“The gambling hall wants to fatigue Feng Ergou . ” People realized their intention right away .

“He can be super strong but the amount of spirit energy in his dantian is limited . Feng Ergou makes it look easy but each move requires a massive amount of energy . If this goes on till nightfall, he would drop to the ground . ”

“The gambling hall is losing a lot too . Killing him will save them 300,000 spirit stones, but what about these top prodigies?”

“Each of them is a priceless treasure, is this actually worth it?” Many people had this question .

Li Xiaonan smiled: “Of course . These youths are strong, but it is because they borrow the power of those fiends . They will never be able to surpass their masters . Among all of them, it’s already optimistic to think that three can reach the power of a half-step Giant . Their potential is inferior to the young overlords and young kings . After their death, the master of that gambling hall can quickly build up another group of experts like them . ”


“Ah, I see . So looks like Feng Ergou is in danger then . They’ll swarm him until he’s dead . ”

More and more fearless youths got on stage . They resembled puppets more than humans .

Time flew by quickly and evening came . The red sun rays shone the city walls .



Just another fifteen minutes and the day would be over . If no one else could defeat Feng Ergou, he would be the winner of the Golden stage and move on to the second round . Let’s not forget the 300,000 spirit stones as well .

The atmosphere grew tense . Many older cultivators came to watch as well .

“300,000 stones… only the national treasury or the Yin Gou Ward can come up with this amount . It’s enough to build a monstrous sect within one hundred years . ” A Giant sighed .

“That gambling hall’s backer might be one of the four great clans . They won’t let this guy win so easily . ”

“I wonder which top prodigy will come at the last minute?”

“Boom!” Another prodigy was slain by Feiyun and got kicked off the stage . His tattered corpse rolled down the stairs .

This was the thirty-second victim .

Feiyun’s black robe and hat were drenched with blood - none of his, though . He was an asura, a murderous tool at this moment .

He killed only top geniuses so this was a better battle record than the young lord of Dark Realm yesterday .

The cultivators below were frightened by his chilling presence . It was as if he was a devil right now . A few spoiled noble daughters and princesses have never seen such a bloodbath before . Some vomited; others became fainted and got taken away by their clans’ experts .

“This guy is insane, it doesn’t look like he had used that much energy at all . Maybe he hasn’t shown his real abilities from the start?” The princess focused her gaze and could sense the demonic sword’s successor’s bloodthirst .

Yao Ji replied: “He’s quite interesting . Are you afraid that he might win and will become your husband?”

The princess responded: “It’s unbelievably difficult winning the competition . Even Beiming Potian and Li Xiaonan can’t claim victory with confidence, let alone him . ”

“Then do you want to marry, Princess?” Yao Ji asked .

The princess contemplated . A figure appeared in her head but only for a fleeting moment . She said: “You have too many questions . ”

Yao Ji simply smiled and didn’t reply .

***

“Incredible, that’s the demonic successor for you . ” A young woman’s voice came before her figure, seemingly from a thousand miles away . This was definitely a seductive woman, judging by her voice .

“Whoosh!” A violet ray broke through the formations on the city walls and landed on the stage right away, standing face to face with Feiyun .

Though the main formations weren’t activated, an ordinary person wouldn’t be able to break these barriers so easily .

“So close but I still made it in time . ” It was a handsome young man with a flexible sword tied around his waist . His long hair draped downward, perfect eyes and brows . His skin was softer than a woman’s .

His voice was pleasant like the chirping of a yellow oriole, more feminine-sounding than a woman .

His arms were as white as snow; his legs were thin with no hair in sight . His figure was even more enchanting . If men looked at him from the back, they would think that he was a supreme goddess and become hotter .

Feiyun took a deep breath while taking one step back . It wasn’t out of fear, but rather, he had never seen such a “beautiful” man before . The guy was cross-dressing as well .

Su Yun was the most handsome in the world, but he had a masculine and unrestrained demeanor . This man was strangely feminine . The only clue was his flat chest .

The spectators exhaled . Men felt their eyes becoming wider . Despite knowing that this was a man, they couldn’t help staring at him .

“Damn, where the hell did this guy come from?” Ningshuai shuddered as well .

The man wore a silk dress with a long skirt; his legs slightly visible beneath the thin fabric . His curves were as clear as day . He pointed at Feiyun with his exquisite finger and said softly: “You’re Feng Ergou?”

His brows have been delicately trimmed; the hair next to his ear was fluttering, one could see a pair of blue butterfly earrings issuing some clear noises .

Feiyun bit his teeth, acting as if this was a great enemy . He took another two steps back and coughed: “Miss… Miss my ass! Brother, no need to blabber, just come fight!”

“Haha . ” The guy was barefooted, showing off his lotus-like feet - as clear as jade, as soft as a baby . His nails were trimmed, colored with a blue grass design .

He walked like a proper and educated princess, causing all the men to look at him like wolves looking at a delicious calf .

“Don’t call me Brother, my name is Long Qingyang, from Tian Long Dynasty . ” He spoke with lips as red and sweet as cherries while playfully twirling his hair, showing off a cute expression .

“Long? A member of the royal clan?” Feiyun wondered .

“Plenty of people have the last name Long, not just the royal family of Jin . ” His sleeves fluttered with the wind with a flirting gaze . Each frown and smile were prettier than the most gorgeous woman . He looked just like a sixteen-year-old girl, ready to learn about love .