Peerless God Emperor

Moreover, this opponent was no ordinary person in the Seventh Level Origin Emperor Stage. Anyone who dared to walk down the stage would definitely be extremely strong, or else it would be equivalent to courting death.    

But because he was strong, Bo Kao was stronger than him.    

The man's face contorted in pain, his hand covering the wound to prevent blood from flowing out. He gazed into the void and pleaded, "I give up, can you spare my life?"    

When the Black Shadow appeared, Bo Kao looked at that person and said indifferently: "I'll spare your life."    

That person's face revealed a hint of joy as he quickly said, "Thank you!"    

After he finished speaking, he turned and shot up into the sky. Although he had left the training grounds, his heart was still in turmoil, that moment just now was too terrifying. If not for Bo Kao deliberately holding back, he would have been turned into a corpse.    

Seeing that the man had returned safely, the crowd revealed meaningful looks on their faces. Just now, Nameless had spared Gong Shuyu's life, but now, Bo Kao had spared a person's life, showing that he was a Heaven's Pride.    

"That's right." Dragon Lord secretly praised in his heart. As the descendants of his own dragon race, he naturally did not wish to see too many casualties.    

Soon after, the remaining five people also fought with Bo Kao, but the result did not change too much. They were all defeated very quickly, the difference in strength was obvious, and at the same time, Bo Kao did not take their lives, and let them leave safely.    

At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes revealed a look of pondering. In a sense, this competition could be considered a contest between the young generation of dragon race. Although their realms were the same, their strength was still uneven.    

There was no doubt that Bo Kao had successfully won a spot.    

At this point, celestial legion and Holy Dragon Corps had each obtained victory. Moreover, the two who had acted were extremely strong, and each of them had crushed the other with their powerful postures. It was very dazzling.    

At this time, the crowd seemed to have come to an agreement, their gazes all turned towards one direction, towards the Senluo Legion.    

The dragon race's three great legions had already sent men to fight, so the Senluo Legion would probably not stay silent.    

Just as everyone had expected, a figure immediately walked out from the Senluo Legion. It was an extremely famous commander with a Origin Emperor of the ninth level, whose fame was only slightly inferior to Mu Ziyin's.    

Seeing that it was not Mu Ziyin, many people revealed a look of disappointment, but they quickly recovered. Mu Ziyin had come today, and they were not in a hurry to take action.    

The name of the person who walked out of the Senluo Legion was Yan Luo, and his cultivation was at the peak of the Eighth Level of Origin Emperor Stage. There were very few people who could match him in the Senluo Legion realm, and other than Mu Ziyin, practically no one could.    

Yan Luo stood on the stage and didn't say anything. He just stood there quietly, waiting for the others to come down.    

A moment later, seven or eight figures descended from the sky, each of them exuding an aura similar to Eighth Level of Origin Emperor Stage. They were all extraordinary leaders of their respective armies, and some of their reputations were not inferior to Yan Luo's, causing many to speculate in their hearts, could Yan Luo really hold on to this position?    

It was unknown if it was done on purpose, but neither Holy Dragon Corps nor the celestial legion sent anyone down. It was as if they were making way for the Senluo Legion.    

The battle soon erupted as Yan Luo stepped out, releasing his aura. Rows after rows of golden words appeared around him as they radiated resplendent light, illuminating the void. Each of these ancient characters contained a terrifying Rule Power within.    

Yan Luo waved his hand, many ancient characters started to attack, the space started to tremble frantically, many ancient characters started to smash down like mountain peaks, a terrifying aura enveloped everything, a terrifying gravity enveloped Endless Area, he was like a peerless War God who controlled an army that was unable to be stopped.    

At this time, Yan Luo's opponent held a silver spear in his hands. His eyes were sharp, and with a tremble of his hand, the silver spear shot forward with the power of extermination, a silver light appearing in the sky, directly cutting through the Endless Space and heading straight for Yan Luo, as though it was unstoppable.    

"Bang, bang, bang …" Silver light collided with the ancient characters, and the spear's laws merged with the Rule of Force, breaking through everything.    

The ancient words shattered as the silver spears continued forward. However, the ancient characters continued to rush forth in an unending stream, blocking the silver spears. The speed of the silver spears gradually slowed down, as though they were powerless to stop them.    

That person's countenance paled. At this moment, he felt a sense of helplessness in his heart. It was as though he wasn't facing a single person, but rather an entire legion. There was no way he could kill them all.    

Yan Luo coldly swept his gaze over that person. His palms abruptly slammed forwards, as countless ancient words instantly reflected a dazzling brilliance. At the same time, he blasted forwards, forming a terrifying force in the air, akin to a gigantic wave pressing forward.    

The huge wave hit the silver spear and it broke in an instant. Several ancient characters struck the man's body and he screamed as he flew backwards, out of the situation.    

The remaining people all had similar results. They could only block Yan Luo for a moment, but it would be best if they were all defeated by the ancient characters.    

The only exception was one man. He had the aura of a contender against Yan Luo. Unfortunately, he was still defeated by him.    

The crowd on the stairs naturally saw this very clearly. Yan Luo also held back. If not, he could directly suppress the opponent without wasting any time.    

Three spots had already appeared and they were all taken by the three Legions. It might seem like a coincidence, but in reality, it was inevitable.    

"What do you think of the men sent by the three great Legions?" Third Dragon Prince looked at Qin Xuan and asked with a smile.    

"They are all very powerful." Qin Xuan said.    

"They should all be able to enter the Nine Domains List." Third Dragon Prince said.    

"Indeed." Qin Xuan nodded his head. Originally, he thought that the Nine Domains List would represent the nine realms, but it seemed that he had missed out on a lot of geniuses. Just by looking at the dragon race, there were already many people who were not inferior to the people in the Nine Domains List.    

The battle between the three legions became even more intense as if the true fight had begun. Almost every time one of them walked out, they would face the challenge from several people. The three legions would also attack each other without any hesitation.    

There were very few people like Nameless, Bo Kao and Yan Luo who could defeat their opponents, the majority of them could only defeat two or three people, and were then replaced by others.    

Unknowingly, a day had already passed. However, the battle didn't stop. Under the illumination of the moonlight, the vast training grounds became even more hazy and even more beautiful.    

Dragon Lord extended his hand out, and a gigantic golden dragon appeared in the sky. The golden dragon hovered in the air, its body constantly releasing resplendent rays of light, which mixed together with the moonlight and lit up the night sky as if it was day.    

Although an entire day had passed, the spectators seemed to be completely untiring, their spirits still blazing as they watched the battle below. After all, martial cultivator's mental strength was extraordinary, and even if he did not rest for a long time, it would not affect him at all.    

Another three days passed. There were hundreds of battles on the stage, and a total of forty-eight spots were given.    

And Dragon Lord said it first, a total of forty-nine people.    

This meant that only one more spot was left.    

At the same time, countless gazes turned towards the same direction, towards where Mu Ziyin was.    

Mu Ziyin still had not made his move. What was he planning to do?    

Qin Xuan also looked at Mu Ziyin, he was extremely handsome, with a dignified appearance, he could be considered a rare handsome man, especially in Demon Domain, where the majority of the people had sturdy bodies and boorish faces, which made him stand out from the masses.    

Seemingly knowing what the crowd was anticipating, Mu Ziyin kept his fan and walked forward with a slightly disrespectful look on his face.    

The spectators all froze when they saw this. Was he finally ready to make his move?    

"I heard that there was a famous person in the Senluo Legion not long ago. His talent and looks are both unparalleled, and his talent is comparable to the Twelve Lord. Is that you?"    

At this time, a voice that carried some inquiry sounded out from the crowd, causing many people to reveal strange expressions, but today, there were actually people who did not know Mu Ziyin's name?    

However, when they saw the person who spoke those words, they immediately became speechless. If it was him, it would not be strange at all.    

The person who said that, was Li Mubai.    

Li Mubai had not appeared for a long time. It was likely that he was cultivating in seclusion, so he did not understand that it was reasonable for Mu Ziyin to not appear.    

Mu Ziyin heard and laughed, he then looked in Li Mubai's direction and said: "I have long heard of sword immortal's name, Li Mubai. I have heard of how her attainments in the sword arts are unparalleled among the younger generation, and have not lost a single battle in nearly a hundred matches.    

When the crowd heard the conversation between the two of them, their expressions turned even weirder. Did this count as boasting about each other?    

Both of them were speaking the truth. Aside from the First Prince, it seemed that there was really no one else that could suppress Li Mubai, and Mu Ziyin's talent was indeed comparable to the Twelve Lord.    

However, when some people heard these words, their expressions became ugly.    

For example, Zhou Zhuang, Bian Jun, Cao Jingtian, Yin Tianming and the rest of the Twelve Lord. These two people had just praised them conveniently, yet they actually compared and treated them as nothing?    

Especially those last words of Mu Ziyin's, it was even more ironic.    

Other than the First Prince, no one was a match for Li Mubai. Wouldn't it mean that Li Mubai was stronger than them, the Twelve Lord?    

After Qin Xuan heard this, he could not help but look at Dragon Lord, only to see that his expression was extremely calm, as though he did not know anything, and had turned a blind eye.    

It was clear that the Dragon Lord did not care about this. Or rather, he did not object.    

"royal father has never cared about the struggles of the younger generation, and is even willing to see such a struggle, as this will increase our growth." The Third Dragon Prince explained in a low voice.    

Qin Xuan nodded his head, looking at Dragon Lord's actions and style of speech, it was definitely true.