Chapter 423: The Eight Voices of the Voice
"Wu Sheng, what a terrifying cultivation! Isn't it possible that Lord Ukun has already been sanctified? β
"He is worthy of being the strongest person in the eight divisions of my holy clan! Although the Spirit Wind Department has been downgraded, with Lord Wukun here, the real strength is still indisputably the head of the eight departments! β
At this moment, all the disciples and elders on the Taichu Peak were all dumbfounded. The six great god refining powerhouses standing on one side also twitched slightly.
In the past, it required several of them to work together to reluctantly perform the "Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Technique", but now Wukun can do it at will with the strength of one person. The realm of the strong is really unfathomable.
"Is this the legendary Thousand-Mile? The source power fluctuations of the Wukun radical are more than a thousand times stronger than mine! β
Qingji's eyes widened at this time, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of ant-like fragility in his heart. Even if he is now refining his martial arts, he swept the eight teenagers.
But in front of the strongest man of the Wusheng clan, he still deeply felt that kind of insurmountable huge gap.
If such a strong person wants to kill himself, he is afraid that he doesn't even need to move his fingers. With a direct shout, the power of the majestic sound wave was enough to blast himself to the point that there was no scum left.
"Qingji, today is a big day, why is your face so ugly. Hahaha, I see.
This kid Wukun has now stepped into the realm of rushing into the void, and he is only one step away from the realm of asking the heavens, the pinnacle martial arts in the world. Nature is not something you can compete with.
However, with your endowment and chance, with the help of me, the Spiritual Tree that was born in the world when the heavens and the earth first opened. In time, your accomplishments will be far above his. So you don't have to be too discouraged......"
The wraith laughed in the sea of souls without hesitation.
"Rush to the Void? I'll reach the ...... soon."
Qingji's eyebrows raised.
Although Wukun is powerful, it still seems to be quite inferior to the Nine Demon Venerables, Black Armor Generals and others he met before. Not to mention the Vedic Sacred Beast and the Shaoling Martial Emperor who penetrated the void with a wisp of divine thought.
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Taiyin Peak, Shendian Department.
As the sun rises, the disciples of the Shendian Department are still performing martial arts as usual.
"Senior Brother Wuting, three days have passed, and the meeting of Wuchi should be over. This time, what do you think will be the results of our Divine Electricity Department?
If you want to come to Senior Brother Wuhan to win the first place in the eight parts, there should be no problem, right? β
A young disciple, the competition is over. Walked out of the arena. Sweaty, he asked another slightly older teenager beside him.
"Needless to say? In this eight-part competition, although our Shendian Department only sent two people to participate, it seems to be weak. But the secret of Senior Brother Wu Han's stepping into the Tianyang Realm, no one knows about them.
Hahahaha...... Tianyang Realm! Do you know what that means? On the Wusheng Stage, Senior Brother Wuhan didn't even need to make a move. Just let out the breath a little, and all the disciples of the decisive battle will be dumbfounded......"
"Yes, yes, don't talk about Senior Brother Wuhan. It is Senior Brother Wugan's mid-stage cultivation of the Earth's Yin Realm, and he can almost sweep invincible on the Wusheng Stage......"
The disciples of the Shendian Department were all excited when they talked about it. Because of the news that Senior Brother Wu Han stepped into the Tianyang Realm, as the supreme top secret of the Divine Power Department, these disciples of the Ministry did not know about it until today.
"This seat of Wukun is a message to the people of the eight tribes to know. The meeting of Wuchi, the eight-part big competition. The Lingyu Department celebrated the heavy crowd on the Wusheng platform and won the first place. The Spiritual Rain Department was thus named the Divine Rain Division......"
At this moment, there was a thunderbolt in the void. Wukun's voice pierced through the clouds and fog, rolled in, and landed on the top of this Taiyin Peak, which was closest to Taichu Peak.
"Thisβthis is the voice of Lord Ukun!"
"What? Eight big competitions, Lingyu Qingji overwhelmed the crowd and won the first place? The Spiritual Rain Department was thus promoted to the Divine Rain Department? β
"Impossible! Who is this celebration? How could he be better than Senior Brother Wuhan who had stepped into the Tianyang Realm! β
In an instant, all the disciples stayed there.
"Huh? Thousands of miles of sound? This...... This is indeed the voice of Lord Ukun! But...... But...... Wu Han's strength is so strong, even the old man is not sure to beat him. How could the Qingji of the Lingyu Department win the first place? β
In the main hall, several elders of the Shendian Ministers who had cultivated to the highest level were also stunned.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
The sound waves are like the sea, running all the way.
Soon came to the Tiandu Peak Divine Thunder Department...... Then there is the Ethereal Peak Spiritual Light Department...... Sitting on the Forgotten Peak Lingyun Department...... Qingluan Peak Linghong Department...... Jade Girl Peak Lingxia Department...... Everywhere they passed, the ministers and old disciples were all shocked.
Some well-informed people vaguely know that this young man named Qingji has been rumored to have defeated Uyi of the Kamikaze Department and Wuhan of the Shendian Ministry. And more people are inexplicable.
They couldn't understand how a little-known foreigner could suddenly come out of nowhere and suddenly win the first place in the decisive battle of Wushengtai. And made the Lingyu Department, which had been in decline for hundreds of years, directly promoted to the ranks of the upper three departments.
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The morning breeze blows, and the trees all over the mountain sway. At the foot of a large mountain hundreds of miles away from the main peak of Wusheng Mountain, the source qi of heaven and earth here was already so thin that it was almost impossible to perceive.
In the simple village, the Lingyu tribesmen have started a new day's life. On the martial arts arena at the entrance of the village, many teenagers began their daily morning exercises as usual.
"Boom!"
With the sound of energetic attacks, more than a dozen teenagers joined forces to attack, but they were still shocked out one by one by Wu Teng, who was arrogant, raised his hand.
"Young Master Wu Teng is really a martial arts wizard! I haven't seen him for a few days, and my cultivation has improved a lot. If you continue like this, it won't be long before you can step into the Netherworld. β
"Yes, Young Master Wuteng's qualifications were originally above that kid in Wupo. If it weren't for the delay in martial arts due to an accidental injury some time ago, he would have been a powerhouse in the Netherworld Realm by now! β
The boys got to their feet, their faces showing no frustration. To be able to fight against this former top genius in the ministry is also a glorious defeat.
"Dad, that's all for today. After the child took the Tho Di Dan, he felt that the realm had loosened recently, and he wanted to retreat and impact the earth and the underworld realm......
Wu Teng walked indifferently into the martial arts arena. Competing with this group of low-grade teenagers in martial arts naturally didn't arouse any interest in him.
"Teng'er, let's have a few more games with them. After all, the head of the sect gave you three top-grade thorough pills, and the price was to guide the martial arts of the disciples in the sect.
Now that my father's power has been lost, we must be cautious and not gossip about people anymore......"
In the stands outside the martial arts arena, Wuhai sat upright. Because of the departure of Wuyang Wuhong, he temporarily sat here to supervise the daily practice of the teenagers in the ministry.
(End of chapter)