This battle had attracted all of the Eastern Continent's peak superpowers.
Although the four major families were as famous as the Three Temples of the East Continent, they were slightly weaker in terms of overall strength.
However, their heritage was far more ancient than the Three Temples of the East Continent.
"Why aren't you leaving yet? Do you want to stay and watch the show?"
As the leader of the Three Temples of the East Continent, Falling Dust's influence was obvious.
Although he wasn't as famous and powerful as the deceased Bai Yiyuan, he wasn't someone that Beiming Nuhai and Dongfang Xiaotian could compete with.
Under Falling Dust's unintentional pressure and his gentle yet cold smile, Beiming Nuhai and Dongfang Xiaotian left reluctantly.
The entire process seemed slow, but in reality, it only took a few seconds.
However, these few seconds felt as long as an eternity to Wang Yan.
He was physically and mentally exhausted, and there were a few times when he almost lost control of his mind and his Soul Ocean was in chaos.
That was because he was devouring Yan Huo's Soul Power through the Thousand Soul Transmigration Sword.
The flickering flame was the Soul Fire formed by Yan Huo's Soul Power.
As for his physical body, it had already been completely destroyed by Ximen Lingxiao and Xue Wuhen's most powerful killing moves and their entire cultivation.
If Wang Yan could devour and absorb Yan Huo's Soul Fire, he would die.
On the other hand, if Yan Huo defeated Wang Yan, he would instantly take over Wang Yan's body, like a dove occupying a magpie's nest.
Therefore, although the process seemed ordinary, it was extremely dangerous.
If Wang Yan was careless, he would be devoured by Yan Huo!
"Why did the Chaos City Lord of the West Continent come to the East Continent secretly?"
At this moment, Falling Dust looked at Xue Wuhen with a cold look in his eyes.
"Why? Do you want to fight with me?"
Xue Wuhen wasn't afraid at all. Although his Astral Power was exhausted and his strength was gone, he was still domineering.
Hearing this, Falling Dust shook his head. "Even if I kill you today, it'll be an unfair victory."
"Forget it. Stay away from Wang Yan from now on. He's the pride of the East Continent and a candidate for the Astral Source Tournament. There can't be any accidents!"
After that, Falling Dust ignored the others and stared at Wang Yan with a deep frown.
As for those Martial Cultivators who had rushed here to watch the show or wanted a share of the spoils, they had either died or fled in the shocking battle earlier.
Those who were able to continue staying here were all outstanding talents. They wanted to see which side was going to win this great battle.
If Yan Huo were to fall, it would mean that the Jinling Dynasty would no longer be the ruler of the Eastern Continent, but the Gate of Heaven!
This unknown rising force would become the top sect in the East Continent.
There was only one reason. The leader of the Heaven Gate was the pride of the East Continent, Wang Yan, who had unparalleled combat power.
Wang Yan's fame in the Eastern Continent could be said to have come from a young age.
If Wang Yan could survive this battle, he would become the leader of the Dongzhou Continent's peak faction, an influential figure.
He would be a terrifying man who could make the entire East Continent tremble with a stomp of his foot!
The Divine Soul, which contained the overbearing Wind and Fire Power, flowed into Wang Yan's Niwan Palace and into his Sea of Soul. The Sea of Soul was so strong that it almost burst.
Wang Yan had to use all his Divine Soul power to suppress and guide it. However, the Divine Soul, which contained the Wind and Fire Power, was too overbearing. It was like a wild beast.
After entering and mixing in, he charged around wildly, rushing towards the center of the Soul Sea in a tyrannical manner.
That was where Wang Yan's Primary Soul was!
Once the Primary Soul was affected, the entire Sea of Soul would be in chaos!
In this crisis, Wang Yan finally remembered the Eight Divine Formation Diagram. He immediately separated a strand of his Divine Soul and entered it.
In an instant, the Divine Soul power that had nowhere to go seemed to have found a breakthrough. Like a broken dam, it crazily surged toward the Eight Divine Formation Diagram.
As time passed, the remaining one third of the black dots on the incomplete Eight Extreme Divine Formation Diagram lit up!
In an instant, a terrifying suction force gushed out from the Eight Divine Formation Diagram and sucked Wang Yan's Divine Soul into it.
Suddenly, the scene in front of Wang Yan changed. An unprecedented scene appeared in front of him.
A towering, trident-shaped mountain was surrounded by clouds and mist, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
The mountain in the middle was barren. There were no flowers or trees. It was like an endless desert.
But in this desolate land, there was a Blood Pool that was unknown how deep it was.
The Blood Pool was so huge that it almost occupied the entire peak.
A monstrous Blood Qi surged into the sky. At the same time, it was mixed with a strong smell of blood. It was nauseating.
Just as Wang Yan stared in shock with his Divine Soul power, the Blood Pool suddenly surged and formed a pair of huge Blood Eyes.
The Blood Eyes ignored the distance between them. It was as if they could cross the river of time and space and stared straight at Wang Yan.
When their eyes met, Wang Yan's mind went blank. It was as if something had exploded in his mind.
Following that, he became delirious and lost all consciousness.
…
"The Jinling Dynasty can exist, but it can't continue to dominate the East Continent.
"If the Jinling Dynasty is overthrown, it will definitely attract the attention of the Skyroad sect. By then, it will be difficult for all of us to escape death!
"Although two tigers cannot live on the same mountain, if the Jinling Dynasty is a mere figurehead, it won't affect the future development of the Elysium Sect.
"Even so, the Jinling Dynasty is backed by the Skyroad sect. If they find out …"
In his daze, Wang Yan heard an intense argument.
There were a few familiar voices, but they had their own opinions and were arguing endlessly.
"Stop arguing. This kid is awake. After all, he's the leader of the Elysium Sect. Let's listen to him."
Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded out, and all the sounds of quarreling instantly vanished. Silence once again returned to the surroundings.
Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the bed and the curtains.
"You're awake. How do you feel?"
Wang Yan looked in the direction of the voice and smiled when he saw a familiar face.
"Uncle Wang."
Wang Yuesheng nodded without a trace. "Don't worry. The war is over. The entire East Continent has stabilized and is under the control of the Heavenly Sect."
Wang Yuesheng spoke calmly, but his words were like a bolt from the blue to Wang Yan's ears. He almost lost his mind.
After a few breaths, Wang Yan came back to his senses. He could not hide the ecstasy in his eyes.
The unification of the East Continent had really come true!
"Kid, how do you feel? Did that old bastard Yan Huo's counterattack hurt your Sea of Soul?"
Ximen Lingxiao took a sip of wine and walked over, staring at Wang Yan with a fiery gaze.
Xue Wuhen, Falling Dust, Nangong Wudi, and the others were all in the room. They all looked at Wang Yan and waited for him to continue.
Hearing this, Wang Yan sank his consciousness into his Niwan Palace. He was stunned.
(End of this chapter)