Sky War Soul

Just as Song Ziqi was chatting with Chu Yun, a man walked over from afar.    

His appearance was very handsome and he had an extraordinary bearing.    

"Let me introduce you. This is my elder brother, Song Xinghui."    

Song Ziqi turned and pointed to the man.    

"Hello, Brother Song."    

Chu Yun nodded, neither servile nor overbearing.    

Song Xinghui did not have the arrogance of a noble family disciple. Instead, he was very amiable, "There aren't many people that can make Third Sister make such a serious introduction. Let me guess."    

After saying that, his gaze swept across Chu Yun's body, and he said thoughtfully: "A few years ago, I heard that a genius with a Heaven grade nine martial spirit had appeared in the Tour Temple, and defeated Hua Feilong. The person who combined the Blade Master and Blade Master into one should be you, right? "    

"Brother Song is right, I am Chu Yun."    

Chu Yun nodded.    

It wasn't strange that he was quite famous right now.    

After all, so many Chosen had gathered at the Fragrant Storey that day to witness the scene unfolding in front of them.    

Hua Feilong was defeated, and Hua Rong was killed.    

It was unknown how many people were shocked by it.    

"Even you have come to participate in the Dragon Gate Conference. It seems the competition is quite intense again."    

Song Xinghui could not help but laugh, "With your ability, you will definitely get a good ranking, at least in the top five!"    

Top five?    

But I only have one goal, and that is to be number one.    

Chu Yun thought like this in his heart, but of course, he did not say it on the surface.    

"Looking forward to your performance."    

Song Xinghui smiled slightly and after saying that, he turned to Song Ziqi and said, "Qi Qi, we should leave now."    

Before Song Ziqi left, he reluctantly glanced at Chu Yun, and was about to say something.    

Of course she did not have strong feelings for him, she only wanted to remind him to fight for the first place.    

"Good, Brother Yun. Even the young master of the Song Manor looks at you in a new light!"    

Someone behind him clapped his hands, and turned to look, it was Huo Jia and Huo Xun.    

"You came too?"    

Chu Yun was surprised, he thought that Huo Jia would continue to endure until the time was right, when he suddenly displayed his might.    

"Yes, all these years, not only have my realms recovered once again, I've even been promoted to Peak Manifestation stage."    

Huo Jia's eyes were cold, as he enunciated every word: "The past enmity with Hua Feilong, it's time to avenge it!"    

Chu Yun hesitated for a moment. He wanted to advise Huo Jia not to be rash, but in the end, he did not speak.    

With Huo Jia's current strength, it was hard to say whether he would be able to defeat Hua Feilong.    

This enmity was not so easily avenged.    

However, since Huo Jia was so confident, then he would not say anything to hurt his confidence.    

"Song Xinghui is not a bad person. He is very upright and a gentleman that is worth making friends with."    

Huo Jia looked at Song Xinghui's retreating figure, as if he had thought of something: "Brother Yun, you and Third Young Miss Song seem to be very close?"    

With that said, Huo Jia suddenly felt a chill from behind, two murderous gazes shot over.    

Huo Jia didn't even need to turn his head to know that it was Tang Zixian and Yi Lili's gaze on him.    

Immediately, he tried to salvage the situation, "I didn't mean that. Sisters, please don't think too highly of yourself."    

"Pui, nonsense."    

Tang Zixian scoffed, but did not have the slightest bit of anger.    

Yi Lili's beautiful face reddened, and she couldn't finish her blaming words.    

"There are too many heaven's pride level experts here."    

Huo Xun looked around and said with a sigh: "I used to be known as the Little Overlord of the Jade Pool, I ate and drank to my heart's content everywhere, and my cultivation had dropped quite a bit. But I always thought that I was still in the second tier, but now it seems like I can't even reach the second tier. Experts are as numerous as the clouds! "    

"It's not too late to work hard now."    

Chu Yun patted Huo Xun's shoulder, and said sincerely: "As long as your fighting spirit is still there, if you are willing to work hard, it will not be too late at all. The best time to plant a tree is ten years ago, followed by now. I have faith in myself, and I can ignore the difference in time. I can start anytime. "    

Huo Xun originally did not take the matter to heart when he heard it, but when he thought about it carefully, his expression immediately changed.    

"Brother Yun!"    

Huo Xun was deeply moved.    

Well said.    

The best time to plant a tree was ten years ago, followed by now.    

Although he had missed the best moment, it was not too late to work hard now!    

Noon.    

The entire Royal Capital quieted down all of a sudden, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.    

All the cultivators turned their gazes towards the distance, only to see a yellow shadow of a True Dragon slowly approaching from the horizon.    

Below the dragon shadow stood a person wearing a dragon robe and with a dignified expression.    

The bright yellow dragon robe was embroidered with the picture of a Azure Dragon Soaring Dragon. Under the surging golden waves on the corner of the robe, the sleeves were lifted high into the air by the wind.    

He walked over step by step, as if carrying an aura that could topple mountains and overturn the seas, ruthlessly suppressing everyone's nerves.    

His eyebrows were like lightning, and his pupils were deep. He carried the dignity of a god, the nobility that came with him, and his entire being exuded a king's aura that shook the world.    

"Your Majesty."    

A portion of the people reacted first.    

Without any hesitation, they kneeled on the ground.    

"We pay our respects to Your Majesty!"    

More and more cultivators kneeled down with pious expressions, as if they were paying their respects to a god.    

More and more cultivators fell to their knees and rushed in all directions like a tidal wave.    

All the Patrol s in the Patrolling Hall kneeled.    

Huo Xun, Huo Jia kneeled on one knee.    

Monk Luan Lai, Tang Haoran, and Mu Tu all had strange expressions. They did not want to kneel down, but if it was really like that, they were afraid that others would be able to see through them with a glance.    

"It's just kneeling down on one knee. It's fine."    

Chu Yun smiled lightly. He was quite open about this.    

It was no shame that he was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the Excalibur.    

The person who came was the emperor of the Holy Kingdom of Yaochi, Fang Wu Jing.    

It was also one of the two Excalibur s in Holy Kingdom of Yaochi.    

"Everyone, please rise."    

Fang Wu Jing waved his dragon robe and extended his hands.    

The tens of thousands of cultivators kneeling in the arena all felt an inexplicable force supporting their bodies, helping them up.    

"Hiss."    

In the crowd, many cultivators instantly drew in a breath of cold air.    

It was rumored that His Majesty possessed the strength of the Excalibur, and from the looks of it, what he said was true.    

There were tens of thousands of people present. With a casual wave of his hand, he was able to make tens of thousands of people rise.    

It could no longer be described with common sense.    

"The Dragon Gate Conference that occurs once every hundred years is a grand occasion for our Holy Kingdom of Yaochi. We hope that more and more heaven's pride level experts will join in and support our future Holy Kingdom of Yaochi. As the saying goes, the backbone of a large country is you, the heaven's pride level beings, the backbone of our Holy Kingdom of Yaochi! "    

Fang Wujing's voice was vast and filled with righteous Qi, the dragon image above his head was flickering, shaking the whole place.    

"This Emperor has quite the ability to speak."    

Chu Yun laughed, it was truly worthy of being the Excalibur, the aura released from his hands was something that ordinary people would not be able to learn in their entire lives.    

If I can also reach this level, does it mean that I need to continue hiding the matters of the TaiGan Continent?    

At that time, who would dare to cause trouble for him?    

Sure enough, after hearing what Fang Wujing said, all the cultivators revealed excited expressions as their entire body trembled.    

They couldn't wait to show off.    

What kind of honor was it to be able to show himself in front of His Majesty?    

"In this year's Dragon Gate Conference, the Imperial Advisors and I will observe the entire process. As long as we perform well, we will be able to gain the opportunity to be loyal to the Imperial Family. We will not miss out on any Heaven's Pride."    

"We announce the start of the Dragon Gate Conference!"    

After Fang Wu Jing finished speaking, he flung his dragon robe and a dragon throne appeared behind him.    

He sat atop it with an extraordinary air as he looked all around him.    

Although he didn't have any extravagance or grandeur, the aura he exuded was enough to make everyone tremble in fear.    

This was bearing!    

Many eunuchs streamed in from both sides, shuttling back and forth between the Imperial City's arena arenas. They were very orderly, and even their steps were extremely consistent.    

After the eunuchs stood still, the leader of the eunuchs announced, "All Heaven's Pride members, please enter!"    

As the sound of his voice faded, the hundred arenas all began to emit a dazzling golden light.    

When the other Chosen saw this, their eyes burned with passion. They wanted nothing more than to immediately show off their skills.    

The first man stepped forward.    

Second, third    

In the blink of an eye, all the cultivators rushed to the inner court.    

When he passed through the barrier of golden light, the cultivator that had rushed out first suddenly shuddered and flew backwards as if he had suffered a heavy blow.    

"Pfft!"    

His body was still in the air when he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

After flying for a long distance, he fell to the ground, his status unknown.    

Following that, sounds of "bang bang bang" rang out from all directions, one after another.    

When the cultivators collided with the golden barrier, they were all sent flying. Each and every one of them was in a miserable state.    

"There's something strange about this barrier."    

Some cultivators had noticed this scene with sharp eyes.    

"That's right. If you can't even enter the inner court, what qualifications do you have to participate in the Dragon Gate Conference?"    

The eunuch's voice was sharp.    

"So this is a test for us."    

Someone came to a sudden realization, then sneered: "I don't believe that I can't break through this small barrier!"    

As he spoke, he gathered his strength and rammed head on.    

"Bam!"    

A muffled sound rang out and his head exploded like a watermelon; it was extremely bloody.    

"Eh, it's so dirty."    

The eunuch quickly waved his hand to block the blood that was flying towards him.    

He then took out a handkerchief and wiped his fair cheeks, and said with a twitch of his lips, "You ignorant fool, you should get lost as soon as possible. Don't get in the way here."    

As a result, everyone understood that it wasn't that easy to pass through the barrier.    

"I refuse to accept this."    

One of the Heaven's Pride cultivators with extraordinary strength stretched his hands out and shot into the golden shield.    

He looked overjoyed. Then, he squeezed his body into the hole with all his might.    

Golden light flickered, and with a pfft sound, it sliced his body into pieces.    

Half of its head and arm fell to the floor.    

"So vicious."    

When Chu Yun saw this scene, he could not help but be shocked.    

The emperor had obviously known about this long ago. He was not the least bit surprised. Instead, he looked around with interest, as if he wanted to see who would be the first to pass through the barrier.    

"The Dragon Gate Gathering that occurs once every hundred years was originally a grand feast, but I never would have thought that so many pieces of trash would be mixed in."    

Only to hear a voice chuckle coldly.