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Within three days, an endless stream of distinguished officials arrived at Yang Xu's residence to pay their respects. These officials were like fence-sitters, sensing that Yang Xu had achieved great power, they immediately came over to pay their respects.

The gifts that Yang Xu had received over the past 18 years were not even comparable to the present day.

However, he did not indulge himself in power. He left the visits of the officials to the butler. He listened to Ye Ling's advice and wholeheartedly focused on cultivating his Dao Arts.

In these three days, through Ye Ling's guidance, Sixth Prince Yang Xu's cultivation had already broken through to the late stage of the Black Tortoise.

His previous dejection had been swept away and was replaced with a radiant face.

A domineering aura rose from between his eyebrows. If one were to compare Yang Xu with his current self, it would be like comparing the heaven and the earth.

Yang Xu also understood that all of this was due to Ye Ling's support. Therefore, he did not dare to be negligent these days and wholeheartedly fulfilled all of Ye Ling's requests.

Ye Ling took this opportunity to read through all the secret scriptures in the Mysterious Yellow Empire. There were many profound arts in the Empire of Xuanhuang, but right now, he could freely let Ye Ling read through them.

After such a long period of cultivation and the fusion of profound arts, although Ye Ling did not break through into the Heaven realm, he felt that his cultivation had improved a bit compared to before.

The Heaven realm was extremely mysterious, and it was not something that could be broken through so easily. Not to mention the incomparably abnormal cultivation technique that Ye Ling cultivated, as well as the hundred times more difficult to break through than ordinary cultivators.

On this day, a golden invitation came flying over. It was from the Marshal of the West, Tu Gang.

"October 10th, imitating the Archaic Forbidden Land. Marshal Zhenxi, Tu Gang. "

Seventeen large words, flowing like the sea of stars.

"Ancient forbidden area, what kind of place is that?" Ye Ling slightly frowned. He had never heard of this place before.

"Sir, this is a forbidden area discovered by our Mystic Yellow Empire in secret. It has always been under the tight control of our empire, so the other powers have no idea about it."

Yang Xu explained for Ye Ling.

The Ancient Forbidden Land was actually an important battlefield for the ancient demon race's battle. Many powerful cultivators perished inside, resulting in the formation of battle spirits. These battle spirits were extremely dangerous. Even though they had lost their memories, they still had a battle instinct. Furthermore, there were many powerful ancient artifacts hidden in the forbidden area. Rumors had it that the corpses and Dao artifacts of the experts of the Spirit realm had fallen.

However, after exploring it a few times, the Empire of Xuanhuang still failed. At most, they would only be able to seize one or two artifacts. The forbidden area was extremely large and had an evil aura within, causing everyone to not dare to advance.

Thus, the Empire had sealed it and was waiting for the opportunity to investigate it in the future.

"You said that this is a battlefield for the demon race of the ancient human race?" Ye Ling was pleasantly surprised, "Could it be that there's a Thousand Autumn Mountain Diagram inside?"

"Not really." Yang Xu shook his head, "I believe that a treasure like the Thousand Autumn Mountain Diagram would not stay in a single place. Unless it is sealed, everything in the forbidden area is very mysterious."

As Yang Xu spoke, he led Ye Ling into the secret chamber.

"Sir, I once captured a battle spirit in the Ancient Forbidden Land. Take a look."

Yang Xu opened the secret room and summoned a beam of light.

This was a top grade spirit artifact. Suddenly, a misty white mist appeared within the spirit artifact.

BOOM! Fog swirled and condensed into the form of an armored soldier. This soldier was blowing his horn, and endless battle aura was being emitted from his body.

Dong! The soldier charged left and right like a raging bull, causing the top quality spirit weapon to be on the verge of collapse. It was as if the entire world had exploded with muffled sounds.

The soldier was obviously out of his wits and could only roar at the top of his lungs. His entire body was filled with the desire to fight.

Ye Ling could not help but nod his head and said, "So this is the battle spirit. When he was alive, he was a peak martial warrior, and after his death, he only had his battle consciousness left, yet he is still so tyrannical."

"That's right, isn't this type of battle soul easy to absorb?"

"No." This kind of battle spirit is very difficult to deal with, its entire body is filled with the source of battle. This is an extremely stubborn thought, and it is impossible to absorb it, the only way to deal with it is to kill it. However, the ancient forbidden area is very evil, and those battle spirits that are extinguished can even be reborn. "

"Can't absorb it?" I don't think so. " Ye Ling smiled. Suddenly, he opened his hand and a golden light enveloped the roaring battle spirit.

"Mister... The Sky Martial powerhouses of our empire have experimented before, this kind of thing can be harmful even if we consume Profound Qi, or it can even cause mental disorder, so it cannot be absorbed at all. It's just like poison. "

Yang Xu couldn't help but exclaim in alarm.

However, he knew that Ye Ling had his own ideas, so he did not stop him.

"Ao, ao, ao …" The battle spirit broke through the restraining force of the spirit treasure and howled towards the sky. Its blood-red eyes suddenly stared fixedly at Ye Ling.

A cold voice came from the corner of his mouth.

"Kill!"

Clang! A sharp sword was unsheathed, and with a tornado of blades on top, it hacked towards Ye Ling.

But at this moment, the battle spirit paused because Ye Ling's entire body was wrapped in a layer of golden light.

"What is glorious, will eventually be annihilated. What is evil, will become dust. Dust will return to dust. Earth will return to earth." Ye Ling quietly stroked the battle spirit's head as he recited the mantra.

The Superclass of Heavenly Destiny was quietly operating, and the Crimson Flame True Fire in the Heaven Melting Furnace was also fiercely burning.

The Heaven Melting Furnace was known as the 'Melting Sky Furnace'. Naturally, it was able to melt everything in the world.

At this moment, the white battle spirit in front of Ye Ling quietly melted and turned into pure Yuan Power, fusing into Ye Ling's body.

Crack... Ye Ling stood up straight, his eyes shining brightly.

"Mister... You... "You?" Yang Xu was shocked.

"That's right. I have indeed swallowed the battle spirit, and I can feel my cultivation increasing." Ye Ling smiled.

"But …" "However, even Heaven Martial Disciples cannot …"

"I can't be a Heaven realm expert, but I can." Ye Ling's tone was filled with confidence. He then sighed and said, "This battle spirit's obsession is indeed deep, but actually absorbing it would be a release for him. He is really a fool.

"Sir is righteous!"

At this moment, Yang Xu was in complete admiration of Ye Ling.

Gradually, the image of Ye Ling as an invincible existence in Yang Xu's heart rose.

"Then, sir, should we go this time or not?" Yang Xu said.

"Go!" "Why not?" Ye Ling laughed coldly, "However, Tu Gang has always been supportive of the First Prince. The last time, I killed the First Prince right under his nose, and now, he actually wants to invite you to participate. This time, everything will be up to me. "

"Of course."

Of course, Yang Xu would listen to Ye Ling. That Tu Gang was a Sky Martial expert, and with his cultivation at the late stage of the Xuan Wu Realm, he was just a little grasshopper in front of him.

"Let's go first. This time, we don't need to bring anyone else with us.

When the two of them arrived outside Tianjing City, Tu Gang was already waiting outside, dressed in his heavy armor.

Behind him were three late stage Black Tortoise generals. They should be his trusted aides.

Other than these three people, there was also a person wearing a huge black robe.

This person was lean and lean, but he had a very large skeleton. His entire cloak seemed to be propped up by a skeleton.

His face was also covered up by the black cloth, making it impossible to see his face.

He followed closely behind Tu Gang, his entire body emitting an unapproachable aura.

Faintly, Ye Ling felt that he was acquainted with this man in black. He felt a unique sense of familiarity, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, he could not remember when he met such a person.

"Marshal!" Yang Xu stepped forward and bowed with his hands cupped together. In the Empire, Tu Gang's title of nobility was only limited to the emperor. Even though he was now the crown prince, he still had to pay his respects to Tu Gang.

Looking at the man in black, Yang Xu squinted and smiled, "Why have I never seen this person behind the marshal? "Compared to the marshal's new recruit."

"No, no, no, this is an old friend of mine." Tu Han hurriedly said as if he was carefully protecting something.

Ye Ling frowned. This person's background is truly mysterious.

"Oh? Old friend? Why haven't I heard that the marshal has such an old friend? "Since he is the Grand Marshal's friend, he must be an expert from the same side. I wonder which Baosha is cultivating in." Yang Xu was bravely spying on Ye Ling.

Before Tu Wei could say anything, the black-clothed man spoke. His voice was like dry tree bark rubbing against each other, hoarse and unspeakable.

"This Penniless Priest had been in seclusion for ten years, hiding his name from the rest of the world. Compared to the Crown Prince, this one does not know."

"So that's how it is." Yang Xu nodded, but did not say anything else.

"Hahaha!" This must be the mysterious master of the Crown Prince! "

Suddenly, Tu Gang burst into laughter as he strode in front of Ye Ling. His eyes were staring straight at Ye Ling, as if he was staring at a prey.

At this moment, Ye Ling's appearance was still the same as when he fought with Yang Huang. The big bearded man's entire body was filled with an oppressive aura.

In his subconscious, Tu Gang already felt that Ye Ling was that person from that day. He said with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "Fellow cultivator, you look so familiar."

"Haha …" Ye Ling sneered without the slightest fear, "So it's the Great Marshal of the West, Tu Gang. I have already mentioned your name before, coming from the Western Regions this time to meet the experts of the Mystic Yellow Empire. Why, the Great Marshal wants to fight with me?"