Peerless God Emperor

Ao Kun's sharp eyes stared at the light figure, filled with the aura of looking down at the world, looking down at everything, as though he had transformed into a purple giant. He, a dragon, was the absolute king. He was destined to be ranked at the highest level.    

This time, the light figure looked at Ao Kun with a strange glint in his eyes. After pausing for a few seconds, he said: "En, stronger than last time."    

When Ao Kun heard this, he released a few Dragon's Roar s, causing everyone's eardrums to tremble, as if he was announcing his power. When he transformed into the purple dragon, his talent level would be much higher.    

This was the real him!    

"Yes, Superior Grade Profound Ranked Spirit Beast." The light figure suddenly spoke out, causing Ao Kun's expression to freeze.    

Everyone's eyes were glazed as they stared at the figure of light, but soon after, a strange expression appeared on their faces. This was still much stronger than last time.    

"Are you sure?" Ao Kun suddenly turned his head around, his gaze once again focused on the figure of light as he said in a low voice, "I cultivate the divine ability that came from the sacred pond, so why is its level so low?"    

Ao Kun's words were very forceful, without any trace of politeness, and even carried a bit of doubt, as if he was provoking the authority of the light figure.    

However, the light figure did not seem to be moved, he casually swept a glance over Ao Kun and said: "The effect of the sacred art in the snow mountain is negligible, and we still have to depend on your talent, your talent is already considered not bad, there is no need to doubt your decision."    

"Nonsense, since this is a divine ability from the sacred pool, how could it be ordinary? I'd like to see just how capable you are to order around me like this."    

Ao Kun roared in anger, like the roar of a prehistoric beast, a sizzling sound could be heard, its gigantic body had produced purple dragon markings, on it flowed light aura, revealing extremely terrifying undulations.    

Boom!    

Purple Giant. Dragon Breaks the Ranks, an astonishing aura burst forth. The runes of light shimmered as if they were condensed into battle armor, incomparably sturdy. The battle armor seemed to have countless tiny thorns that were incomparably sharp, leaving behind countless scars as they streaked across the sky.    

"What a terrifying body."    

Exclamations of admiration flashed through the eyes of the crowd. This should be the divine ability Ao Kun cultivated in the Sacred Pond. The body of a dragon, coupled with the powerful divine ability it possessed, it was hard to tell what level of power it had reached.    

Qi Luo's eyes slightly narrowed, as he looked at the purple giant Ao Kun who had transformed into his body. Although he was confident in his own strength, but looking at the current him, Ao Kun's divine ability would not be weaker than his. If a fight truly broke out, the outcome would be hard to predict.    

Tai Long's expression was not as casual as before. He could not help but clench his fists, obviously feeling a pressure too. If he summoned the Ancient Ape phantom, he might be able to fight, but it would be very difficult to win.    

However, the expression on the silhouette didn't waver in the slightest. It was as though it was looking at nothing.    

He indifferently looked at the purple monster that was dashing towards him. The dragon pointed his finger forward lightly, and the space in front of him froze. Ao Kun's expression abruptly changed, as though all the Genuine Essence in his body were locked down and unable to be used.    

"Hmph, get lost!" Ao Kun released a low roar, his body fiercely trembling, the purple light lines released a crazy aura of light, the energy circulating on his body was even more terrifying, as though he wanted to break free from the invisible seal.    

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!"    

Rumbling sounds continuously rang out, and the space around Ao Kun trembled crazily as sharp claws pounced, as if they contained a thousand kilograms of strength. As they clawed forward, the space in front of them was instantly torn apart, but in the next second, it had actually quickly recovered, and was no different from before.    

"This... "How could that be?" A flash of shock passed through Ao Kun's eyes, and he couldn't believe his eyes. He had obviously grabbed them to pieces, how did he recover?    

"Retreat." An indifferent voice rang out as the palm of light waved its hand. A gigantic illusory palm imprint materialized in the middle of the air, slamming heavily onto the gigantic body of the violet dragon.    

After being hit by the huge palm, Ao Kun's blood surged in his heart. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood with a pu sound, and flew out like a kite, continuously shattering the space as he flew a few hundred meters before coming to a stop. His aura was extremely sluggish, and that strike just now seemed to have a huge impact on him.    

One hit sent him flying!    

"Hiss!" When the crowd saw this terrifying scene, they couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, feeling their hairs stand on end. This ordinary-looking figure was actually so powerful, even Ao Kun couldn't withstand a single strike from it.    

"Cough, cough." Ao Kun coughed dryly, he had already recovered back to his human form, his face was extremely pale, with a bit of blood at the corner of his mouth, making him look miserable.    

He struggled to stand up, staring at the silhouette hovering in the air above the Sacred Pond. Fear could be seen in his eyes. That earlier strike was too terrifying, a fear that originated from the depths of his soul.    

The light figure slowly turned around, and looked at Ao Kun, but this time, Ao Kun's body was trembling uncontrollably. He trembled and retreated a few steps with a resentful expression, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.    

"Next, choose your own candidates. Once you've reached the Mystic realm or above, you can enter the Sacred Pond." The silhouette said indifferently, and no longer spoke.    

This time, Ao Kun did not object. He had already passed the approval of the Sacred Pond, and could enter the Sacred Pond to search for opportunities. Although the level was only Superior Grade Profound Ranked, it could be because the requirements of the light and shadow were too high.    

Thinking about it this way, the Resentment in Ao Kun's heart immediately decreased by a lot. If he did not think about it this way, he would not be able to convince his own heart, that a Heaven's Pride from the Warring Dragon Sect, who was only a high-grade Profound Rank talent, would be ridiculed by countless people.    

However, if the gap still existed, then there was no need to fear rumors.    

"I, Qin, am untalented. Would you all agree if I wanted a spot?" Qin Wushuang took a small step forward with a smile on his face.    

"Hypocrite. If you are unwilling, don't you want to go in?" Tai Long said softly, he had long hated Qin Wushuang, with his prideful look, but he was actually extremely ambitious, and had ulterior motives.    

Although Tai Long's voice was soft, martial cultivator's hearing ability was astonishing, especially towards a Heaven's Pride like Qin Wushuang, he was naturally able to hear everything clearly. His expression was still indifferent as he smiled and looked at Tai Long: "I wonder what your name is?"    

"I dare not take your surname, Tai Long is one too." Tai Long said indifferently, his tone seemed to be very cold.    

"So it's Brother Tai. I offer my greetings." Qin Wushuang was still smiling slightly, and regardless of Tai Long's reaction, he continued to speak: "Brother Tai, your words earlier seemed to have some prejudice towards this Qin, if this Qin has anything wrong with it, please point it out, Brother Tai."    

When the crowd heard Qin Wushuang's words, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Qin Wushuang was simply too patient, even when he was humiliated by others, he still calmly responded.    

"Zither Young Master is too serious." Without waiting for Tai Long to speak, Yu Meier spoke first. Her charming eyes revealed a smile, her eyes seemed to contain a myriad of emotions, no matter how determined your heart is, you will still be trapped within.    

Qin Wushuang's expression froze as a beautiful woman suddenly appeared in front of her. In front of them was a pond. In the middle of the pond, there were several pavilions standing on top of the water. Within the pond, there were several gorgeous women walking back and forth.    

"So beautiful." Qin Wushuang muttered to himself. Suddenly, his expression shook, and a sharp look flashed across his eyes. The zither behind him trembled, and instantly flew out, hovering in front of him.    

Following that, a beautiful and rhythmic sound of zither sounded out. The sound of zither looked gentle but concealed within was a sharp intent. Wherever it went, the scenery would shatter.    

After a few breaths of time, the girls from the pond, pavilion and even the pavilion had all disappeared. Qin Wushuang slowly opened his eyes with an intoxicated look in his eyes, the fingers that were fiddling with the zither suddenly stopped, and he smiled at Yu Meier.    

The crowd looked at Yu Meier and in confusion. They did not know what had happened, why did Qin Wushuang play the zither just now?    

In fact, Yu Meier's bewitching technique was only used on Qin Wushuang, so only he could feel the difference, and the others couldn't feel anything unusual about it, which was why they were confused.    

"This Demon Clan fairy's bewitching arts are superb, I have never seen such a thing in my life, if I am interested, I might as well go take a seat at Mystical Flame Valley." A hint of laughter flashed across Qin Wushuang's eyes, as he looked at Yu Meier meaningfully.    

Yu Meier was extremely surprised, she did not think that he would actually be able to use his sound of zither to break her enchanting technique, he definitely deserved to be called a Heaven's Pride, but she still maintained her calm surface, and smiled faintly: "Many thanks to Zither Young Master for your invitation, but Mei Er still has matters to attend to, I'm afraid she will not be able to make it."    

Qin Wushuang seemed to have already expected this, as he smiled and waved his hand. "Fairy, don't reject me too early.    

Once these words were said, Yu Meier's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light. It seemed as if Qin Wushuang's words contained some hidden meaning that no one could fathom.    

"Brother Tai, do you have any objections?" Qin Wushuang looked at Tai Long and asked with a smile.    

Tai Long said rather impatiently: "If you want to go in, then go in, why ask me."    

"If that's the case, then I won't be rude." A hint of laughter flashed across Qin Wushuang's eyes, he then walked towards the figure of light and respectfully asked: "Senior, may I ask how good this junior's talent is?"    

"What a scheming mind." Many people couldn't help but shiver in their hearts as they looked deeply into Qin Wushuang's eyes.    

Qin Wushuang had only said a few words from the start. Even though he had stood out to take over the Sacred Pond's quota, nobody could feel a hint of anger from him. Furthermore, it was obvious that he was more respectful towards that light and shadow than Ao Kun, so people would not believe him if he said that it was not to curry favor with that light and shadow.    

"Eh, your talent is similar to that person's. Release the divine abilities you've cultivated in the Sacred Pond." With just a glance, it was as if he had seen through everything that Qin Wushuang had done, causing him to feel even more powerful and unfathomable.