Inside Hall of Imperial Supremacy, the lights are bright and the throne is like snow.
Ji Lie, who was dressed in a Kowloon robe, did not sit on the throne. Instead, he and several other people gathered around a huge and round red python jade table, each occupying one side.
With his identity as Ji Lie Quasi Emperor King, those who can stand on an equal footing with him are naturally not ordinary people, and the few people present are indeed not ordinary people, but the most powerful people in the world.
The first person in line from the right hand side of Ji Lie is a middle-aged man with a clear face. His face is like a crown jewel and his eyes are like stars. At a glance, it is enough to make people forget that the person sitting opposite is a living person, but a god standing upright. This man is dressed in bright yellow Taoist robe, and his temperament is as deep as the sea. He is the unparalleled legend of the secret guard of Dai Viet, Huang Xuanji.
Next to the left hand side of Ji Lie is a person whose face cannot be seen clearly. This person's facial features are clearly distinct, but when you focus your eyes, it is always a mist. You can clearly see his eyebrows and his eyes, but you cannot clearly see his overall facial features. He is like a stubborn stone, lying quietly on the ground, as if he has been sleeping for thousands of years.
Only Tai Chi symbol, who was wearing a worn-out Daoist robe on the left chest, revealed his origin. He was none other than the master of Wuji Temple, the world's number one Fu Zhuan master, Dao Yan.
Except for Huang Xuanji and Dao Yan, the other four people are War Son of Heaven, King Jiang Bai, Zhuge Divine Sense, and Yao Junchi.
Judging from the way everyone gathered, there was no doubt that an important meeting was going to be held, but it had been nearly half an hour since everyone had gathered, and no one had said a word.
"Your Majesty."
A voice came, and the newly promoted Head Supervisor of the Inner Palace, like a swaying monster in red, floated forward with fast and urgent steps, "There is really not enough time."
"I understand, let No. 2 go through the procedures first and don't disturb me if nothing happens."
Ji Lie impatiently waved away the red-robed chief prisoner.
Compared to the knot in his heart, the mere rituals of ascending to the throne are as light as a feather.
There were people both inside and outside the palace who understood his thoughts and specially prepared a substitute. As a last resort, the only option was to have the substitute appear to cover this indispensable procedure.
After shooing away the red-robed chief prisoner, Ji Lie couldn't bear it anymore, "It seems that the Brahma Sect Master is unwilling to come to support me. Lord Grand Uncle Ancestor, I don't think there is any need to wait any longer."
Huang Xuanji lightly swept his eyebrows and said in a voice like gold and iron, "There is indeed no need to wait any longer, but I'm afraid it's not that Fan Mo Ke doesn't want to come to support me, so he probably won't be able to come."
"Brother Xuanji, what do you mean by this?"
Zhuge Divine Sense's fingers that kept tapping on the round table suddenly paused.
"Brother Shen Nian is a smart man."
Huang Xuanji cast his eyes lightly.
Yao Junchi snorted coldly, "I knew this child was not a good person, but I didn't expect that he was born a monster. If this child had been born earlier, would there be room for us in the world?"
Ji Lie was dumbfounded when he heard this, "Sir Grand Uncle Ancestor, seniors, why can't I understand what you are talking about? Could it be that something unexpected happened to Master Fan?"
Huang Xuanji's eyes finally turned away and stayed on Ji Lie for a moment. Ji Lie stood up and said, "It's impossible, absolutely impossible. This animal has no such ability. Lord Deputy High Priest is in trouble. It's just that this thief forcibly transformed into a demon for the second time, and Lord Deputy High Priest didn't check for a while, so the thief took advantage of him. The master of Brahma's cultivation is probably able to keep pace with Lord Deputy High Priest, and compete with him. Even if he falls into the evil thief's scheme, how can he escape?"
After Battle of the Imperial Arena, Ji Lie sat in silence for several days. He couldn't accept the dismal results at all.
Of course, this bleak result does not refer to the huge battle losses. Even if the whole world is defeated, Ji Lie will not be too worried.
What he couldn't accept was that the powerful strength displayed by Xu Yi simply exceeded the pace that he could catch up with. The difference between the two was like a cloud and mud.
He was the number one genius at that time, how could he be overshadowed by a mere bastard?
At this moment, Huang Xuanji, Zhuge Divine Sense and others want to prove that Fan Mo Ke was poisoned by Xu Yi based on mere speculation. This is unacceptable to Ji Lie.
It is obvious that in the hearts of you Soul Sensing Ancestor, the thief's strength and reputation already qualify him to be on par with them.
He is the most handsome person in Vietnam. In the hearts of all Soul Sensing Ancestor, he has clearly lost the qualification to be compared with that thief.
"Don't be arrogant when you win, don't be discouraged when you lose, and be indomitable regardless of setbacks. This is the heart of a warrior. Er, do you understand?"
Huang Xuanji has a clear understanding of Ji Lie's feelings.
Ji Lie is awe-inspiring and dare not distinguish.
"It seems that Brother Xuanji has received the news. In other words, Lao Mu is also in bad luck. I really want to know what kind of destiny this boy has received to become such a monster."
War Son of Heaven said playfully, there was no trace of decadence in his words, his eyes were like lightning, bursting with high-spirited fighting spirit.
When his cultivation has reached this stage, it is difficult for him to make any progress at all. Soul Sensing Ancestor, his peers, are either half as good or not as good as him in terms of combat power.
War Son of Heaven is extremely eager to fight against someone stronger than himself. Even if he dies, he must pursue the glimmer of hope for transcendence.
Obviously, Xu Yi, who conceals Fan Mo Ke and conceals Mu Shentong, has been regarded as such an existence by War Son of Heaven.
Huang Xuanji raised his eyebrows faintly, and a ball suddenly appeared in his palm. Killing Intent stretched out, wrapped around the ball, and the ball was dense and dense. It suddenly appeared in the sky, but it was a faint shadow, which was the image of Fan Mo Ke.
"Brother Xuanji avenges me, Fan Mousheng..."
Before the word "" was extinguished, the faint shadow disappeared and the picture was cut off.
"Nine Nether Soul Scattering Light Ascension Curse, this, how is this possible?"
Ji Lie blurted out and stood up in shock.
Nine Nether Soul Scattering Light Ascension Curse is a forbidden curse. The reason why it is listed as a forbidden curse is not that this curse is very powerful, but that this curse can only be used when Soul Sensing Ancestor's soul is scattered, and is used as a message at the last critical moment.
In the picture, the faint shadow is not even a scattered soul, it is simply a wisp of remnant soul, and it disappears before even the forbidden curse is fully activated.
The dignified Soul Sensing Ancestor fell down so cowardly.
No one answered Ji Lie's question, and the whole place quickly fell into dead silence.
No matter how much you comment on the thief's strength, it is not as shocking as the real scene in front of you.
The same Soul Sensing Ancestor has been above all living beings in this world for too long. It has been so long that these Soul Sensing Ancestor have forgotten that they are still mortals and that they will die.
The horror of Fan Mo Ke is shocking to the soul.
After a long time, King Jiang Bai said, "Look at the background in the picture, it seems to be Futuo Mountain."
Everyone remembered that the broken piece on the highest peak of Shanlan in the picture was the head of Buddha of Futuo Mountain.
"It seems that Brother Jiang encountered an accident on the way here. Well, it means that the thief is also in Shenjing, and he may be on his way here."
Zhuge Divine Sense As soon as the words were spoken, the big hands hidden under the table clenched tightly, forcibly controlling the blood to prevent his face from turning red.
It's so embarrassing, dignified Soul Sensing Ancestor, how can you be so timid?
I'm asking for a recommendation vote. I've worked very hard, so I'm asking for a vote.