Chapter 5261 - 5261: Heavenly Emperor Wan Xing’s True Combat Strength

Chapter 5261 - 5261: Heavenly Emperor Wan Xing’s True Combat Strength

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Raising the divine seal, he wielded control over all directions.

A mountain range spanning millions of miles descended abruptly, crashing into the midst of a million Devouring Demons. One man stood against a million 3-Star Devouring Demons, and he did so effortlessly, not even revealing his supreme techniques.

“This lad, he’s actually concealing his true strength. He wields the aura of an

Emperor without resorting to his supreme techniques. Impressive. The Dao

Lords within the Four Great Secret Realms aren’t much better, I suppose!”

“Yes! He can now be compared to those indigenous Dao Lords!” Zhu Yi nodded approvingly.

These Grand Yan Immortals would be under her control in the future, until they successfully merged their Daos and left the Vermilion Bird Temple.

Just as there were experts that True Spirit favored, she also had people she favored.

Wan Xing was one of them!

Within the Qishen Temple, merging Daos wasn’t particularly difficult. Back then, a mere subsidiary hall of the Black Tortoise Temple allowed Liu Ya and Daogong to become Emperors through devouring. That still held true now.



As long as Wan Xing succeeded in merging his Dao, he could undoubtedly dominate within the Four Great Secret Realms.

Even if he left the Vermilion Bird Temple, as long as he remembered her kindness, he would harbor good feelings toward the Vermilion Bird Temple in the future.

This was a candidate for a future tier 6 Emperor. Zhu Yi quietly noted it down and then contemplated the distribution of treasures, considering what Wan Xing lacked so she could tailor the rewards accordingly.

Ever since True Spirit brought these people back from the Four Great Secret Realms and included them in the trials, the originally rushed second stage of the trials had become even more chaotic.

Especially in the allocation of treasures, it could be changed at will.

Just now, Qiuhuang and Yang Sanmu were discussing in her presence which wave of treasures to give to Jian Wushuang. These two individuals had high hopes for Jian Wushuang. There was a high probability that they would be valued greatly once they settled in the Four Great Secret Realms. True Spirit no longer trusted the core members of the Four Temples or, to put it more

accurately, didn’t approve of the puppets crafted by the Qishen Temple back then.

Their own people had now been divided by these old fogeys. Although they were unwilling deep down, they couldn’t say anything on the surface. After all, these people were the ones True Spirit had fished out.

“Jian Wushuang has finished on his end too. His path is well-suited for this trial!” Yang Sanmu’s third eye flickered with a faint power outside the eastern city wall.

Jian Wushuang unfolded a pair of wings, one black and the other crimson, and darted like lightning amidst millions of Devouring Demons.

His sharp Candle Dragon Wings completely sliced through the battlefield.

The crimson third eye continued to emit its scarlet hue, his Beast God Domain pushed to its utmost limit.

100,000 Grand Yan Immortals.

First, the Nine Revolutions were eliminated early, leaving just over 80,000. Then, in the seventh wave, many top-level Grand Yan Immortals perished. Of course, in the seventh wave, there were only 100,000 3-Star Devouring Demons, and Jian Wushuang left them with only 30 to 40,000. Even so, some still fell.

This time was even more exaggerated; nearly 10,000 people perished directly.

These individuals had all become top-level Grand Yan Immortals through the enhancement of treasures, and even some peak-level Grand Yan Immortals had fallen.

These people found themselves trapped here. Caught between a rock and a hard place.

Retire? Unwilling!

But in this wave alone, they gained hundreds, even thousands of treasure points.

Especially those peak-level Grand Yan Immortals, they obtained tens of thousands of treasure points. Naturally, they wouldn’t retreat. Even if there was a risk of falling in the next battle, they would fight on.

“Ah, let’s go. My strength was mediocre to begin with, and now I’m injured,” a despondent top-level Grand Yan Immortal sighed. He glanced back at the ruined land beyond the city walls. This was his last glimpse of the Original Universe. He wouldn’t have another chance.

Swoosh!

He crossed the barrier and entered the City Lords Mansion.

At the same time, many top-level Grand Yan Immortals chose to retire.

In an instant, half the people on the city walls were gone!

There were less than 40,000 remaining.

Some retired due to insufficient strength, while others, having broken through, chose to stay.

With the treasure points obtained in the previous wave, weaker Grand Yan Immortals spent all they had. If they broke through, they stayed; if not, they retired.

On the edge of the city wall, six people sat in meditation, both men and women.

“Fourth Brother, let Sixth Sister go!” the leader, a senior figure, had a sorrowful look in his eyes.

“Big Brother! ”

Fourth Brother’s eyes glistened with tears.

“Go! Third Sister has already fallen. I don’t want to see anyone else die.

Without peak-level power, staying means certain death!”

Originally, there were nine of them, all from a vast world, just from different sects..