Your Majesty.
As those two words fell, the entire Sun Ancient Ruins went quiet.
Hu Liena froze where she stood.
Falling Devil Douluo's fingers tightened sharply around the Coiling Dragon Staff.
Da Ming and Er Ming also looked at Di Yao at the same time.
Especially Da Ming.
Its gaze turned extremely grave for the first time.
It was not wary of Spirit Hall.
Nor was it wary of the Title Douluo beside Di Yao.
It was wary of Di Yao himself.
The aura of that Three-Legged Divine Bird remnant soul was ancient.
So ancient that even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast like it found it unfamiliar.
Yet such a wisp of remnant soul had actually lowered its head of its own accord after seeing Di Yao.
What did that mean?
It meant Di Yao's martial soul was not merely strong.
Its level matched.
The Sun Ancient Ruins had not responded to him at random.
It had recognized him.
Hu Liena subconsciously looked at Di Yao.
She knew Di Yao's martial soul was called Demon Emperor Di Jun.
She also knew that martial soul was absurdly powerful.
But only at this moment did a truly ridiculous thought arise in her heart.
Was Di Yao's martial soul really a martial soul?
Di Yao did not look back.
He looked at that Golden Crow Remnant Soul.
The other party was already very weak.
So weak that its form was constantly crumbling apart.
Yet the solar aura on it was purer than that of any soul beast Di Yao had ever seen.
The Corona Golden Eagle King could not compare.
The Red Gold Sun-Swallowing Python could not compare.
The Sun Crow King was even further off.
They had merely touched the edge of the sun.
But the remnant soul before him was like a