An Imposing Presence
A dazzling azure light shone, attracting the attention of thousands of Soul Master present.
At that moment, small, pale blue grasses appeared from the source of the light and spread in all directions at a visible speed.
"Blue Silver Grass?! Master Ling has arrived—!" *N
When everyone saw that very familiar little grass, Ling Yi's name immediately came to mind.
In the Douluo Continent today, no one is unaware of "Blue Silver Grass," and no one is unaware that Ling Yi's Martial Soul is "Blue Silver Grass."
In the eyes of more than 90% of people on the Douluo Continent, "Blue Silver Grass" represents Ling Yi, Ling Yi is the emperor among "Blue Silver Grass". This is an indisputable understanding.
Compared to the many independent Soul Master in the audience, those from established Soul Master factions with some years of lineage felt somewhat dazed as they watched this scene unfold and heard the low exclamations, especially the undisguised respect in their words.
How long ago was it that "Blue Silver Grass," which was considered a useless Martial Soul in the Douluo Continent, could be so recognized and revered?
Amidst everyone's attention, Ling Yi's figure was the first to catch everyone's eye.
He wore a deep blue robe with gold trim, and his jet-black hair was tied up with a flawless jade crown. His face was sculpted with distinct features, exceptionally handsome, with clear and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, thin, red lips, and skin as smooth as cream. A warm and comforting smile played at the corners of his mouth.
With each step taken, more "Blue Silver Grass" sprouted from the soil, transforming the ground covered with cloud-white granite slabs into a grassland, a grassland unique to "Blue Silver Grass"!
Just then, in the Douluo Hall behind the Pope's Palace, a beam of brilliant golden light suddenly shot into the sky and exploded hundreds of meters above Spirit City, turning into Sisi of golden rain that fell on the entire city.
Angel Holy Light —!!!
Stepping on the "Blue Silver Grass" and bathed in a golden rain of holy light, Ling Yi walked step by step onto the high platform amidst pairs of eyes that were either admiring, infatuated, indifferent, or wary.
In the center of the platform, Ling Yi stood still. Only then did most people, except for a handful, realize that there were actually two figures following behind Ling Yi!
With white hair and eyebrows, dressed in white, and a cold and aloof expression, Chen Jianjun of great talent!
With jet-black hair and beard, and dressed in white, he bore an 80% resemblance to Chen Xin, but his demeanor was more casual and carefree!
Ling Yi surveyed the entire room, his eyes meeting everyone's with a smile, giving each person the feeling that Ling Yi was specifically greeting them.
Ling Yi nodded to Yu Yuanzhen, Tang Sheng, Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, his gaze lingering briefly on the ' White Tiger Emperor ' Dai Tianqi before meeting Qian Xunji's gaze, who sat Qian Xunji in the center of the Pope's Palace. He bowed slightly and said, "Your His Holiness the Pope, I apologize Ling Yi being late."
Qian Xunji looked up at the still-falling golden holy light rain, a slightly stiff smile appearing on his indifferent and aloof face. He looked directly at Ling Yi and said calmly, "The timing is just right, how can it be late?"
It wasn't late at all, because the scheduled start time for the investiture ceremony was precisely during the seven-day period when ' Angel Holy Light ' was emanated.
It can only be said that Ling Yi and his two companions made their appearance right on time.
However, as the main characters of this conferment ceremony, their final appearance was one of their privileges, and no one could say anything about it.
On the other side, Dai Tianqi, whose gaze had been swept over by Ling Yi, showed no displeasure whatsoever. His expression remained calm, as if the words he had said to Ling Yi earlier were not his own.
Yu Yuanzhen and Tang Sheng both wore smiles, showing great admiration for Ling Yi.
Of course, Tang Hao, standing behind Tang Sheng, had a stern face. Tang Xiao, standing next to him, moved his lips slightly and said something through Soul Power transmission. Only then did his expression relax a bit, becoming similar to Dai Tianqi was not far away, calm and observing.
When Ling Yi nodded in acknowledgment, Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded in response. They both nodded again, as if echoing Qian Xunji's words.
Ling Yi glanced around the entire venue once more, smiled slightly, and then turned to Chen Jianjun and Chen Xin behind him, saying, "Seniors, this stage is now in your hands."
After speaking, he turned and walked towards the Weiyi empty chair on the sidelines, after receiving a nod from the father and son.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ling Yi calmly walked to the last gilded chair, turned around, sat down, and looked composed.
At that moment, everyone witnessed this scene.
Pope's Palace, seven gilded chairs stood, with the Pope the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, seated in the Pope's Palace. To his left were, in order, Tang Sheng, the Grand Elder of the Clear Sky Sect; Dai Tianqi, the Emperor of the Star Luo Empire, and his Empress Zhu Ziling; and Ling Yi, the City Lord of Lingyun City.
On the right are Yu Yuanzhen, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Empire; Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Aside from Ling Yi, the other six— Dai Tianqi and Zhu Ziling, a married couple—are all from ancient and powerful forces on the Douluo Continent. The oldest, the Spirit Hall, has a history of thousands or even tens of thousands of years, while more recent ones, such as the Clear Sky Sect, had hundreds of years of family heritage before becoming the "Number One Sect in the World."
Lingyun City is a new city that has only been built for seven or eight years. The city lord, Ling Yi, is a young man who is only thirty-two years old. In terms of the accumulation of experience over time, not to mention these six top forces, even many of the Soul Master families watching the ceremony are better than him!
Furthermore, in the Douluo Continent, strength and bloodline reign supreme!
Leaving aside the extraordinary "Angel" Martial Soul of the Qian Clan of the Spirit Hall, the "Clear Sky Hammer" of the Tang Family of the Clear Sky Clear Sky Sect, with the rise of the "Clear Sky Douluo," firmly established its reputation as the "Number One Tool Martial Soul in the World." The "Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon" of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has held the title of "Number One Beast Martial Soul in the World" on the Douluo Continent for thousands of years, with no shortage of challengers and few victors. The "Hell White Tiger" of the Star Luo Empire is currently the Weiyi known Martial Soul Fusion Skill that can be inherited on the Douluo Continent. The "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda" of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School has always been known as the "Number One Support Martial Soul in the World," and has also had the glorious achievement of supporting and amplifying Soul Douluo to defeat Titled Douluo!
Perhaps only the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire, whose inherited "Swan" Martial Soul is slightly weaker, still possesses a genuinely high-level Martial Soul with the potential to cultivate to the Soul Douluo level. The founding emperor, relying on the powerful divine skill of the national treasure "Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud," also managed to defeat Titled Douluo while only at the Soul Douluo level!
With the Martial Soul bloodlines of these families, sitting on that gilded chair that symbolizes strength and status, even if a very few people were resentful, the vast majority of people in the audience accepted it, or even considered it a matter of course.
As for Ling Yi's Martial Soul, although everyone knows that he broke through to the Six-Ring Soul Emperor realm a few years ago, and although most people in the forces know that his Martial Soul has evolved and is no longer an ordinary "Blue Silver Grass", but a "Blue Silver Grass" Emperor, with Innate Domain that even Top-Level Martial Soul may not possess.
However, prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain. Without the erosion of time like the changing of the sea and the astonishing power of Move Mountains and Fill Seas, it is really difficult to move it.
Fortunately, no matter how many prejudices there were, when they looked at the lush and real "Blue Silver Grass" under their feet, and then at the figure standing tall in the center of the platform like two ancient pine trees, everyone had nothing to say about Ling Yi sitting in that position.
After the recognition, what follows is a deep sense of envy and admiration!
"This is what a man should do——!"
Outside the arena, among the Lingyun City crowd standing on the outermost perimeter, just like the Spirit Hall 'Temple Guardian Knight Corps, Mo Yuxiong looked at Ling Yi sitting among a group of big shots, his aura completely disregarding everyone, even possessing a unique charm, and couldn't help but blurt out.
Upon hearing this, Li Yang opened his mouth, stammered a few times, and finally glanced at Mo Yuxiong beside him before loudly praising, "The city lord is awesome!!!"
Regardless of the reactions of the crowd off and off the stage, after Ling Yi sat down, Chen Jianjun and his son Chen Xin, who were still standing in the center of the high platform, looked at each other without saying a word, but at the same time activated their Soul Power with great tacit understanding.
"Boom—!" *2
A massive surge of Soul Power overflowed, and an unparalleled Sword Intent soared into the sky, seemingly threatening to pierce the heavens.
Everyone's expression changed drastically in that instant, some becoming alert and ready, some showing horror, and some a mixture of fear and longing...
All eyes were on the Chen Family father and son.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—!
The exact same optimal configuration, with eighteen Soul Ring shining brightly, enough to dazzle the eyes of many independent Soul Master.
At the same time, in front of the father and son, both dressed in white, floated an ancient giant sword.
The difference is that the giant sword in front of Chen Xin is about two meters long and half a foot wide, exuding an ancient charm; while the giant sword in front of Chen Jianjun is four feet three inches long, three inches wide, and has a hilt one foot two inches long, making it appear more luxurious overall.
Although they look slightly different, they all share the same name—"Seven Kill Sword"!
My name is Chen Jianjun.
With his hands behind his back, Chen Jianjun's gaze swept over Qian Xunji, then over Tang Sheng, Yu Luomian, Dai Tianqi, and others, finally settling on the audience below:
"Dean of the Dao Martial Academy in Lingyun City, Martial Soul ' Seven Kill Sword, 'Level 97 Titled Douluo of the Power Attack System, Title ' Seven Kill '—!!!"
Just like her father, Chen Jianjun, who surveyed the entire audience, Chen Xin's voice followed closely behind:
"My name is Chen Xin, Dao Martial Academy in Lingyun City, Martial Soul ' Seven Kill Sword,' Level 91 Titled Douluo of the Power Attack System, Title 'Sword'—!!!"
"Today, my son and I are here to accept any challenge from anyone. Anyone who doubts our abilities may step onto the stage!"
As Chen Xin's voice resounded throughout the entire hall, the vast square in the Pope's Palace fell into absolute silence in an instant.
Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to make the slightest sound, lest they be seen as questioning the strength of the two Titled Douluo on the stage.
Are you kidding me? Those eighteen dazzling Soul Ring, and the unrestrained, soaring Sword Intent, if they really went up on stage, they wouldn't even know how they died. Apart from those big shots sitting on the gilded chairs in the Pope's Palace, and the experts behind them, who would be so bored as to go looking for trouble?
For a long time, no one spoke. In fact, wherever Chen Xin's gaze swept, the people there would subconsciously avoid his eyes, showing no intention of meeting his gaze.
Seeing this, Ling Yi turned his head to his right, his gaze sweeping over the graceful Star Luo Empress Zhu Ziling. He gave her a warm smile, and as the Empress responded with a smile, he met the imposing tiger eyes of the ' White Tiger Emperor ' Dai Tianqi, and casually said:
"I have long heard of the unfathomable power of the Star Luo Empire's national treasure technique, ' Hell White Tiger.' I wonder if Ling Yi will have the honor of witnessing it today?"
After speaking, Ling Yi completely ignored the cold glint in Dai Tianqi's eyes and simply met his gaze with a smile.
Do you really think he didn't hear Dai Tianqi's words because he didn't appear before?
Four years ago, taking advantage of the undercurrents across the continent caused by the conflict between Ling Yi and Tang Hao, the Star Luo Empire also sent assassins to launch a surprise attack on Lingyun City. If it weren't for Chen Jianjun being there at the time, even with the backup plan left by Ling Yi in the city, and with a high degree of confidence in annihilating the invading Soul Master, the number of casualties would have been much higher than thirty-two.
Ling Yi's words were like a bucket of cold water poured into a hot oil pan, instantly shocking all the spectators on and off the stage.
No one expected that Master Ling, who appeared gentle and refined, would so blatantly provoke the White Tiger Emperor, showing him no respect whatsoever.
It should be noted that Dai Tianqi is the emperor of the Star Luo Empire, the master of a super power. Ling Yi's words were almost a blatant statement: Go down and play with my men, let me see your strength.
Although Chen Jianjun and his son Chen Xin are Titled Douluo, and their status certainly cannot be regarded as subordinates, the meaning is similar.
Not to mention, Ling Yi's words also subtly mentioned Dai Tianqi's empress, since the "Hell White Tiger" could only be summoned by the Martial Soul Fusion Skill when the Dai Family's "White Tiger" and the Zhu Family's "Hell Spirit Cat" were used together.
Zhu Ziling, who had initially developed a fondness for Ling Yi because of his unparalleled beauty, now turned cold and stared at him with murderous intent in her Ling Yi eyes.
Meanwhile, the civil and military officials behind Dai Tianqi and his companion also glared angrily. One of the generals, clad in black armor, roared, "Insolence!"
"Clang—!"
However, before the warrior could say anything more, a sword's cry suddenly rang out, interrupting his words.
On the high platform, Chen Xin's Sword Intent surged, subtly locking onto the black-armored warrior. He raised his hand, grasped the "Seven Kill Sword" that was floating in front of him, pointed it at the other party, and stared at him without saying a word.
The meaning is clear: Let's fight!
war?
The black-armored warrior felt a faint stinging sensation between his brows, and his face twitched involuntarily.
"Fight my ass! I'm Seven-Ring Soul Sage, not Titled Douluo! Are you looking for death?!"
Ling Yi's gaze remained indifferent as he glanced at the black-armored general before ignoring him. He then looked at Dai Tianqi again without saying a word, simply staring at him until Dai's expression grew increasingly cold. Only at the last moment, just before Dai was about to explode, did Ling Yi shift his gaze to the other side.
On the other side, Ning Fengzhi and Xue Ye's expressions were no better than Dai Tianqi's.
Although Ling Yi was trying to undermine Dai Tianqi, with the power of two Titled Douluo, any force without Titled Douluo in charge would not fare much better than Dai Tianqi Ling Yi this situation.
Unfortunately, this applies to both of them.
Therefore, when Ling Yi looked over, even though the two of them wished they could tear Ling Yi to pieces, they still had to force a smile and put on a friendly demeanor.