Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 819: The ’Key’ to the Holy Land

"Fengxing and the other eight, ultimately, they are outnumbered and weak."

A Sub Hall Master shook his head. freewebnσvel.cøm

The Wind Hall Master said solemnly, "The opportunity has already appeared before them, and I have also fought for it for them."

"Whatever gains they have, it’s entirely dependent on their own abilities."

"Worrying from outsiders is useless."

"What the Hall Master says is very true." Several other Sub Hall Masters nodded in agreement.

...

On the other side, Lvu Zheng looked blankly at the already vanished Xiao Yi.

The nearby Law Enforcement Team members also wore expressions of confusion.

"Captain, I keep feeling that this Deacon is quite strange."

"Exactly, how could the Deacon of the First Main Hall seem so clueless."

"Could this be an imposter, have we been deceived?"

"No way?" Lvu Zheng said in astonishment.

"Fools." Zhuo Duxing scolded nearby, "Even though we couldn’t clearly see that Deacon just now."

"But judging by his voice, he’s definitely young."

"So young, yet the martial prowess he displayed when standing before you, you all witnessed it."

"That is a true Supreme Genius."

Zhuo Duxing sneered, "True Martial Arts Geniuses are all focused on cultivation, ignoring external trivial matters."

"Do you think those geniuses are as idle as you, knowing all sorts of gossip?"

"Uh." Several Law Enforcement Team members looked at each other in dismay.

"Senior Zhuo Duxing is right." Lvu Zheng laughed, "There’s no way a Deacon Token could be fake."

"The Deacon said before, he came by the First Main Hall’s order to carry out some tasks."

"He probably went to do a task, we mustn’t speak rashly."

"Yes." Several Law Enforcement Team members answered in unison.

"Alright." Lvu Zheng said, "Those eight have already entered the Holy Land."

"Soon, within this area, Wind Attribute energy will rampage."

"This will become a treasure land for cultivation. We should start cultivating immediately and not waste time."

The slots, only eight, who can truly enter the Holy Land to vie for opportunities, are only those eight people.

However, the tens of thousands of Martial Artists who came to the Wind Silence Conference are not without other benefits.

Before those eight come out, and before the Wind Silence Conference ends, this surrounding area will become a short-lived but remarkably effective cultivation treasure land.

This is also the reason that various Martial Artists, not gaining slots, followed along here.

Sss...sss...sss...

Traces of black wind with a hint of annihilation aura suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

These black winds were much denser and more astonishing than those already within the range of the Desolate Land.

These winds were the black winds seeping from the crack.

The crack, though it had disappeared.

The entry of those eight symbolizes the opening of the Holy Land; the subspace will continuously emit rich Wind Attribute energy.

"Wind Attribute energy is seeping out." A Sub Hall Master said.

"This proves that there’s energy fluctuation inside the Holy Land."

"It’s very likely that Fengxing and the others have begun battling or have already started comprehending the inheritance."

"Hmm." The Wind Hall Master nodded slightly.

In the distance, various Martial Artists sat cross-legged one after another and began to cultivate.

...

In a certain silent space.

Black Gang Wind blew relentlessly; the whole world seemed to have a tinge of black in its color.

Swish... a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The figure was dressed in a large black robe, concealing his face.

"Is this the so-called Holy Land?" The figure frowned slightly.

Then, he glanced at the Universe Ring in his hand.

Just now, when the Wind Hall Master enlarged the crack, the aura seeping out instantly caused a commotion in his Universe Ring.

The Universe Ring belonged to him.

Naturally, any movement within was within his perception.

In his perception, it was a token that was causing the commotion.

The token emitted an ancient aura.

This aura seemed inexplicably connected to the aura seeping out of the crack.

He remembered this token.

Initially, when he entered Fengxu Palace in Fengxu Secret Realm.

In a field full of skeletons, he found this token.

At that time, the token had no distinguishing features.

He only recognized it as a Wind Shattering Hall token, with a mark on it.

The mark represented a rank.

He wasn’t too familiar with the rank division of Wind Shattering Hall, but he could guess it was at least a hall master-level mark.

The token had been carried by him casually; only just now did he realize what it was.

"What Wind Shattering Hall seeks is this token." The figure let out a bitter smile, fiddling with the token in his hand.

Just now, after sensing the commotion from the token.

He followed the connection between the token’s aura and the crack’s aura and kept distancing himself.

Not long after, his figure flickered and instantly vanished from the original place.

When he steadied himself, he had already arrived in this space.

Clearly, this token was the ’key’ to this space.

"Hmm?" Just as the figure was about to explore other areas of this space, he realized several auras behind him had locked onto him.

Turning around, he saw Lih Fengxing and the other eight.

The eight were gazing at him with astonished eyes.

"Who are you to appear within the Holy Land?" The Kuanglan Sect Master shouted coldly.

"Are you some kind of monster here?"

"No." the Sixth Prince suddenly exclaimed, staring intently at the figure.

"Damn, I recognize this guy."

"On the way to the Wind Silence Conference, I saw him."

"Dressed in a black robe, hiding his head but showing his tail."

"Hmm? An outsider Martial Artist?" the Kuanglan Sect Master frowned.

"That’s impossible; without the Wind Hall Master’s permission, no one can enter here."

"Heh." Chu Rou chuckled softly, "What’s really going on, wouldn’t simply asking solve it?"

The Sixth Prince gave the figure a cold glance, then looked towards the Eldest Prince, and said, "Big brother, this person is definitely not a good character."

"Previously, outside, he once harassed my beloved concubine."

"Now, using unknown means to infiltrate the Holy Land, could he be one of those sinister cultivators?"

"Hmph." The Eldest Prince snorted coldly, "You, hiding and skulking, will you take off the black robe of your own accord, or shall I do it for you?"

The forceful words brimmed with domineering aggression.

"Oh, right." The Sixth Prince seemed to remember something and said, "After harassing my beloved concubine, this black-robed person even took out the Asura Hall First Main Hall’s Deacon Token to deceive me."

"Big brother, apprehend him first."

"Asura Hall First Main Hall’s Deacon?" Lih Fengxing took a step forward, staring directly at the figure.

"Though I am the Wind Master of the Wind Shattering Hall, I have not been unfamiliar with partnering with the Asura Hall for tasks."

"There is no such person as you in the Asura Hall First Main Hall."

"You, will you sensibly give in, or will I have to resort to force?" the Eldest Prince shouted coldly.

"Ha." The figure chuckled softly.

Whoosh...

The figure flung his large hand, removing the black robe.

Inside, revealed was a graceful young man clad in Young Master’s clothes.

His ethereal and otherworldly aura, alabaster skin, and exceptionally handsome face were astonishing.

On his face, those cold eyes were not lacking in clarity and agility.

What a jade-like young master.

The figure was none other than Xiao Yi.

"Hmm?" The eight gazed at Xiao Yi’s face, showing varied expressions.

Chu Rou’s face flushed slightly, and she lightly scoffed.

The Eldest Prince, Sixth Prince, Qin Hongyi, Lih Fengxing, and others had faces that turned cold.

"It’s you? Xiao Yi, you little thief."

The voices of the seven rang out in unison, making Xiao Yi’s face darken suddenly.

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