Chapter 611 - Jaw-Dropping Words
The crowd was dumbfounded seeing the sight before them.
The blood of the Deceased Emperor!
Di Fengyun had devoured the blood of the Deceased Emperor, allowing his aura to be the same as the Deceased Emperor’s!
Everyone knew that the Deceased Emperor had died over a thousand years ago, thus it was almost impossible to obtain his blood. How great was the effort that Di Fengyun and the Skyhowl White Tiger had invested in order to acquire the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor!
Zhou Bihua, Lin Fengxiao, and the rest held their breaths.
Even the Sky-Scorching Emperor subconsciously clenched his fists.
“Not bad, not bad at all!” The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor uttered its complement, “You’re Di Fengyun, right? You’ve read my memorials, found the Emperor’s Key, practiced the Triple Moon Ancient Martial Art, and even refined a drop of my blood! It seems like you’re greatly connected to myself. Destiny is sometimes very surprising indeed!”
The words brought joy to Di Fengyun.
It was clear what the words were implying!
In the end, the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor would surely choose him!
The gaze of Skyhowl White Tiger sharpened. The memorials, the ancient Martial Art, the key, the drop of blood—it had prepared all these over countless years, paying great prices and killing many people, and it all came down to this specific moment.
Once Di Fengyun acquired the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor, once he got his hands on a tenth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit!
It would then be able to...
Its lips curled upward upon having this thought.
“However!” The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor switched its tone, “Since you two are competing with one another, I can only make my choice after he has finished his turn!”
Di Fengyun immediately glanced toward Qin Nan hearing this.
In addition to him, the crowd landed their gazes onto Qin Nan’s figure too.
“Duan Qing, does it matter if you have an eighth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit? I’ll still win in the end! Once I’ve got my hands on the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor, I’ll take my time torturing you——” Di Fengyun’s eyes displayed a hint of disdain and murderous intent.
He would never forget the humiliation he had received at the Starry Pagoda for the rest of his life!
Qin Nan was speechless being aware of Di Fengyun’s gaze. He was about to express his disinterest when the Demon God’s Robe shuddered violently while emitting a soft buzz, as if it was summoning something.
The sight of it immediately captured the attention of the crowd. Something’s wrong with that robe!
“Demon God’s Robe?” The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor wore an astounded look as he blurted out, “So you’ve acquired the Demon God’s Robe, not bad. Your Martial Skill Talent is quite impressive with a mere eighth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit!”
Di Fengyun was stunned by the words.
The crowd was startled too.
What exactly was that Demon God’s Robe?
“In the past, I placed the Demon God’s Robe on the seventh-floor of the House of Gold. I initially thought that only those with a ninth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit and above would be able to acquire it. Who would have thought we would find a genius like you in the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom…” The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor exclaimed with a relieved look.
Seventh-floor of the House of Gold?
The Demon God’s Robe?
The crowd was taken by surprise, but they soon recollected something, causing their faces to be filled with astonishment.
This Duan Qing was able to enter the seventh-floor of the House of Gold?
Are you being serious?
The Skyhowl White Tiger and Di Fengyun wore dark expressions. This Duan Qing was a lot more powerful than they thought.
Besides, the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor seemed to be having second thoughts...
Meanwhile, Zhou Bihua, Lin Fengxiao, and the experts from the two platoons finally caught a glimpse of hope.
At that instant, the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird and the Kingdom Protector Black Tortoise immediately transmitted their voices to the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor.
The expression of the spirit changed tremendously.
This young man helped the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird and the Kingdom Protector Black Tortoise to revive?
“Remarkable, such talent! I’m pleased to see such a great genius being discovered in our Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom!” The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor was greatly in joy, as he uttered the compliments without hesitation.
The Skyhowl White Tiger and Di Fengyun were stunned.
What just happened?
Was it necessary for the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor to lose his ground when Duan Qing’s only achievement was reaching the seventh-floor of the House of Gold?
Zhou Bihua and his crew were excited after seeing the spirit’s reaction. The happier the spirit was, the higher the chance for Duan Qing to be chosen!
“Deceased Emperor…” Di Fengyun collected his thoughts and blurted out.
Before he could finish, the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor’s eyes flickered with excitement as it yelled, “You’re Duan Qing, right? In the name of the Deceased Emperor, I’ll now give you this spirit to replace your Martial Spirit! Your only role is to protect the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom once you’ve grown stronger. If you disobey, the Martial Spirit will destroy itself! Are you willing to accept?”
The last few words felt like roars of thunder out of the clear sky.
The crowd could feel their hearts beating rapidly.
The Skyhowl White Tiger and Di Fengyun’s faces turned extremely pale.
What was going on!
Despite the preparation they had, the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor still chose Duan Qing in the end?
And it was only because of the House of Gold?
Little did they know that the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor clearly knew the fact that Duan Qing had an abundant supply of Primary Force, which allowed him to revive the Kingdom Protector Black Tortoise and the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird and was far more significant than anything else. Besides, if Duan Qing’s Martial Spirit became tenth-grade Di ranked, and with his Primary Force, the future of the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom would be unimaginable!
As such, it decided to choose Duan Qing.
As for Zhou Bihua and his crew, they were overjoyed hearing the words.
He had chosen Duan Qing!
He had turned the tables around despite the circumstances!
The Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird and the Kingdom Protector Black Tortoise high up in the sky smilingly looked at one another. Despite the scheme that the Skyhowl White Tiger had planned, the victory was theirs this time.
However, everyone soon realized something weird.
After a breath, two breaths, or a period of ten breaths, Duan Qing still remained silent.
The crowd was astounded.
Why wasn’t Duan Qing showing any reaction after he was given such a rare opportunity? Was he stunned from the shock?
Even the Spirit of the Deceased Emperor frowned and asked, “What is it? You can’t protect the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom?”
“It’s not that.”
Qin Nan shook his head, while the troubled look on his face grew thicker.
“Then what is it?” The Spirit of the Deceased Emperor was even more confused.
Qin Nan glanced at Zhou Bihua and the others with a hint of an apology, before he said with a stern look, “Sorry, I won’t take the offer.”
The words felt like shocking thunder from the Nine Heavens!
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