Under Xiao Chen's gaze, the three disciples stood solemnly in front of him, not looking sideways.
The sharp sword intent on the second disciple, Jian Jinghong, had converged a lot. Although it was not completely absorbed into his body, it was no longer a sharp sword that wanted to pierce through the sky.
The Sword Dao was also one of the myriad Daos in the universe, but since ancient times, including the Human Race and the Hundred Races in the universe, there had not been more than five Sword Sovereigns.
Sword Sovereigns were the emperors of the sword, masters of the Sword Dao, and experts worshiped by all Sword Dao cultivators in the world. Such experts had long returned to their natural state, and everything in the world could be used as a sword in their hands. They could use their body as a sword, and the sword as their body, transcending the level of the origin of life.
However, Sword Sovereigns would appear in every era, but among all the races in the universe, only one person could obtain the title of Sword Sovereign.
They were regarded as the Sword Sovereigns!
However, there was no true Sword Sovereign in this era. There were some Iron Sword Sovereigns, Wind Sword Sovereigns, Fey Sword Sovereigns, and other miscellaneous Sword Sovereigns. They believed that they could not bear the title of Sword Sovereign, so they could only settle for second best.
Therefore, the title of Sword Sovereign was involved in the competition of the Hundred Worlds in the universe!
However, this was a little far-fetched. His second disciple was far from being qualified to compete with the Hundred Heavens. The sword intent on his body needed to evolve again, or at least, all the sharp sword intent needed to be converged into his body.
The fifth disciple, Huang Xiaotian, became a little fatter, and tried his best to maintain a solemn posture in front of Xiao Chen. This made Xiao Chen feel depressed that he could not beat or scold him.
As for the sixth disciple, Bu Canghai, his aura became more and more unstable. This was not because he was heavily injured, but because of his talent. His body seemed to be becoming more and more illusory, fusing with space.
Meanwhile, Xiao Chen asked a few things about the Marquis Palace, such as the opportunities obtained by worshiping the Divine King Altar, and so on.
"Reporting to Master, disciple has something to report."
At this moment, the sixth disciple, Bu Canghai, said.
Under Xiao Chen's signal, Bu Canghai said again, "Master, disciple found something strange under your Marquis Palace. After investigating, disciple found a treasure."
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen's interest was piqued. However, he quickly recalled that when he had chosen the Marquis residence, he had sensed a unique aura from the ruins of the residence.
Later on, because his strength was too low, he did not discover anything. Later on, he left the Palace of Marquis and forgot about this matter. Now, it seemed that this opportunity did not run away. It should be his disciple.
"What kind of treasure is it?"
Bu Canghai didn't conceal it at all. With a flip of his hand, a disk immediately appeared. The disk was covered in ancient symbols that seemed slightly illusory, and it emanated faint Soul Energy.
With just one look, Xiao Chen knew why his sixth disciple had discovered this treasure. This faint Soul Power fluctuation might not be easily noticed by others, but it was nothing to Bu Canghai, who had the innate talent of Soul Concealment!
This was a Soul Power treasure, which was very suitable for Bu Canghai. Xiao Chen was very satisfied that such an opportunity fell on his disciple.
"Put it away. After such a long time, I don't know how many generations of Marquis have lived on this ancient mountain. It's your opportunity to be able to discover it."
Soon, Xiao Chen's voice sounded.
He was different from the Soul Dao. Although he could roughly understand the function of this Soul Disk, he needed his disciple to dig deeper!
After meeting his three disciples, Xiao Chen had an understanding in his heart. Then, he told them about the news of sending the three disciples to the various domains to establish a branch of the Palace of Gods of War.
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After arranging the disciples, Xiao Chen did not stop and immediately went to the Hall of War Service to exchange for the Divine Blood of Massacre.
If it wasn't for the restriction of the Divine Blood of Massacre and the Divine Blood of Space, which prevented him from condensing the Divine Blood of Massacre, his strength could have advanced to the 7th Sky of the King Realm long ago!
Now that all the restrictions were gone, Divine Monarch Sun-Punisher's advice had enlightened him. He did not need to waste his efforts to obtain the Divine Blood.
After returning from the Hall of War Service, Xiao Chen had a smile on his face. He had really gained a lot. Over the years, he had suppressed several Monarchs of the foreign races and obtained millions of battle merits.
Although the God's Blood was very precious, there were five jade boxes lying in his Small World.
These jade boxes contained the Divine Blood that he had exchanged from the Hall of War Service. Not only was there the Divine Blood of Massacre, but there were also four other Divine Blood of laws that he had yet to comprehend.
Five portions of Divine Blood, each of which came from a Monarch of the foreign races, were worth millions of battle merits!
However, Xiao Chen did not hesitate in the slightest when it came to these treasures he needed. He immediately threw out five million battle merits.
With the Divine Blood of Massacre and the Divine Blood of Space that the Junior Master had given him, he could finally condense the last two remaining Nomological Gods in his Small World.
After exchanging for the Divine Blood, Xiao Chen did not stay at Marquis Palace. Instead, he rushed back to the Desolate Border Region with his three disciples and his two followers.
The Desolate Border Region.
The ruins caused by the last great war had already been cleared. The tribesmen had rebuilt their homes on the ruins and slowly walked out of the pain.
The establishment of Gu Yuan Monarch Tribe had caused the Desolate Border Region to gradually become prosperous. The Desolate Border, which was located in the southernmost part of the Eastern Wilderness, had now become a meeting place for warriors from various regions!
In particular, the connection of the Void Transportation Formation had attracted experts from various regions. Leaving to the south to challenge the Heaven and Earth Thousand Spirits Pagoda had become the reason why many tribe experts had come.
After returning to the tribe, Xiao Chen immediately went into seclusion. Meanwhile, his three disciples had stepped out of the tribe and headed to the tribe's territory to start their own tasks.
Sitting cross-legged in the Green Stone Garden, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and rested. The so-called Nomological Gods of the Small World were illusions condensed with the help of their comprehension of the Nomological Laws. They were used to compete for power!
This was also one of the reasons why Xiao Chen's battle strength was stronger than that of other Kings of the same level.
In the Small World.
Green was overflowing, and there were spots of cyan. There were volcanoes erupting, thick smoke billowing, and scorching magma directly scorching the ground.
This was the natural scene of the Small World. It was a scene of self-evolution. Even with the help of external forces, the Small World might still be able to reach the level of the Small World where the alien tribes lived after countless years!
Ancient trees swayed in the wind. The mountains, rivers, and ancient trees in the Xiao World were very similar to the Desolate Land outside.
Above the barrier of the Small World, there were illusory figures roaring. Nomological Laws intertwined in the Small World like a chaotic net that was difficult to sort out.
Boom!
Suddenly, in the center of the Small World, a mass of pitch-black Divine Blood appeared, emitting an unparalleled murderous aura. Suddenly, the Slaughter Law in the Small World became even more violent!
The whole Small World was roaring unceasingly. The murderous sound was vast and mighty like an earthquake!
Buzz!
Xiao Chen's Undying Divine Soul appeared. The nine-colored divine light was as dazzling as fire. It also emitted an ancient and noble aura, with its own unique vicissitudes.
His aura instantly suppressed the fluctuation caused by the Divine Blood of Slaughter. The Undying Divine Soul emitted the aura of the Human Tribe, which was more ancient and vast than the Divine Blood of Slaughter. Buzz!
Buzz! Buzz!
Sensing the aura of the Undying Divine Soul, the Divine Blood of Slaughter also began to flash with divine light, trying to break free.
Roar!
The roar seemed to have crossed time and space. In the midst of the explosion of the Divine Blood, a giant figure crossed time and space.
This was a great ferocious being from the Desolate Era. Just a shadow was tens of thousands of feet tall. Its eyes were like blood suns, and it had a pair of wings on its back. Its whole body was wrapped in black scales, which constantly shone. With a roar, the whole Small World trembled!
"Great ferocious being of the Desolate Era, Taotie of Slaughter!"
The divine light in Xiao Chen's eyes was like lightning. It turned out to be the bloodline of the ancient Taotie beast. It seemed that the one million battle merits were well spent!
Moreover, the Taotie's Divine Blood in front of him was very pure. It was definitely a treasure that could condense the Divine Law.
Boom!
The next moment, Xiao Chen did not hesitate at all. Suddenly, the Small World suddenly darkened, and there was a whistling sound of the wind and clouds surging!
Roar!
However, the ferocious shadow of the Taotie did not wait for Xiao Chen to refine it. Instead, it began to fight back. As a great ferocious being of the Desolate Era, even though it had fallen many years ago, the killing gene in its bones would not change.
However, the bloodthirsty gene in its bones would never change. Now, there was actually someone who wanted to refine it. Even if it was only a remnant thought, it would not allow Xiao Chen to humiliate it like this.
"Hmph!"
Xiao Chen snorted coldly. It was just the remnant of the god's blood that was causing trouble. Unfortunately, this was no longer its era. Other than being refined, there was no other way out.
"Bind!"
As the Massacre Taotie roared over, Xiao Chen did not move at all. Then, a Law materialized in the air and directly bound the Massacre Taotie.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The Taotie continued to struggle, but the net formed by the god chains of the laws became tighter and tighter. Every breath, there was a clanging sound! Roar!
Roar! Roar!
Roar! The Taotie became more and more violent. The net of the laws pierced through the gaps between its scales and into its flesh. No matter how much it struggled, the net formed by the laws became smaller and smaller.
Roar!
Finally, under the restraint of the net of the laws, the Taotie let out a roar of unwillingness and turned back into a ball of black god's blood!
Dong!
The god's blood seemed to have a heart beating, and something seemed to be growing. The sound of thunder kept ringing in the Small World.
Buzz!
At this moment, a divine light that dazzled the entire Small World exploded. An ancient and noble aura bloomed again. This time, it did not belong to the Taotie. Instead, it radiated with a different kind of vitality.
It was the mark of the human bloodline!
The illusion of the Taotie completely collapsed and was replaced by a figure that looked exactly like Xiao Chen!
Rays of the divine light of the laws floated around the figure, and the bloodline of the human race surged!
God of the laws of slaughter, gather!