The golden light turned into a bright yellow dragon robe, which was draped casually on the figure. The thick black hair was pulled up high by the purple gold crown. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, which was intimidating.
He stood suspended in the air with overwhelming momentum, like a high-altitude god, with a cold and ruthless face.
"You are my people, I am very happy that you can come here and accept my test."
The voice was faint, but it contained endless majesty and was overbearing and arrogant.
Lin Zixuan could no longer show his composure. If he guessed correctly, the figure in front of him should be the Lord of the Sunset Empire, possessing the pinnacle of combat power in the entire empire.
How powerful the king of a country is! Many people may not be able to reach him in their lifetime, but Lin Zixuan was lucky enough to see his true face. You can imagine how excited he was!
"I left this ray of monarchy in the dragon's horn in Tianlan City back then to train the best young talents in the empire. Unfortunately, in the past ten years, only one person has touched it!"
The voice sounded a little sad, as if he hated iron for not being able to become steel.
"Sadly, he has not completed my test and cannot inherit this king's will!"
"I was once thinking, among the hundreds of millions of people born in the empire, who are those with extraordinary talents? Who can cultivate to the highest level and come to manage this country with me."
His voice was filled with sadness, and many illusory scenes appeared out of thin air around him.
Lin Zixuan took a clear look, and his heart trembled for a moment. It was the sky crying, the sea was churning, the earth was shrouded in smoke, the sky was red with war, and endless creatures were displaced and skinny as firewood.
"What you see has happened in history, and these people, without exception, have become the devil's food."
Lin Zixuan was startled. He had seen similar scenes in black and white snow before, but it was never so shocking as today. At that time, he thought it was a fake, but now someone told him that it was a fact.
"The country cannot be defenseless for a day. The burden of the empire will eventually fall on you. You are the future of the empire. If history repeats itself in the future, will you be willing to use your life to defend the motherland?"
The voice became sharp, like a question, but also like hope.
Lin Zixuan nodded. This is the place where he was born and raised. If such a day comes, he cannot stand idly by.
"Okay, only those who shoulder the mission can be attacked by me, teach my methods, and uphold my will."
The figure stepped out, and when he covered his hands, phantoms of real dragons appeared in the sky, covering the sky and the earth, with overwhelming power.
He gently pointed his finger forward, and it was so calm that it actually set off a terrible storm. The golden light gathered all the dragon shadows together, forming a real finger that lifted up the sky, covering all the spaces in the sea of consciousness.
Occupy, vast and powerful.
Lin Zixuan's eyes narrowed slightly. Under this blow, he clearly felt the fear of death. He was so small, like an ant facing a giant dragon.
…
On top of the mountains, when a figure quietly appeared in front of everyone, Zhou Feng and Chen Huan, who were standing at the front, felt their hearts surge, as if a huge wave had set off, and their breaths were about to freeze.
Then, before the man could speak, the two of them knelt down involuntarily. The soldiers around them looked at each other, as if they didn't react, but they knelt down without saying anything.
"cough…"
The man was a little embarrassed, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Do I have that much face?"
Zhou Feng's face was extremely solemn. He stood up, bowed respectfully, and said: "The Captain of Ten Thousands is extremely brave and wise. In that battle, he saved a hundred thousand soldiers from fire and water. From that day on, all the troops in the army will be in trouble."
There is an unwritten rule in the hearts of the soldiers that anyone who meets you must kneel down and salute."
"Um..." The man touched the back of his head helplessly and said quickly: "Please get up quickly. How can I be so virtuous as to be able to accept such a great gift!"
After Zhou Feng and Chen Huan stood up one after another, the surrounding soldiers also stood up. When looking at that figure, a feeling of admiration and solemnity arose spontaneously!
"The Chief of Ten Thousands is here because of Lin Zixuan?" Zhou Feng clasped his fists and asked respectfully.
The man paused for a moment, touched his chin, and thought to himself: So his name is Lin Zixuan. It seems that he has been in seclusion for a long time and is a little unfamiliar with his brothers in the army.
"Captain Ten Thousand, do you know why Lin Zixuan behaves like this?" Zhou Feng asked again, he was quite curious about the ninth sound of the horn.
The man's eyes were as bright as a torch, and as he watched the changes happening around Lin Zixuan, he gradually came to a realization.
His voice is not loud, but it is very special and memorable.
"If I guess correctly, he is now undergoing the test of the king!"
Everyone around him trembled, especially Zhou Feng, who looked at Lin Zixuan as if he had seen a ghost.
…
That finger, with indescribable power, penetrated the void and pointed towards Lin Zixuan.
Lin Zixuan's flesh and blood was trembling, and a biting chill filled his heart. The most important thing was that the mysterious black and white blood species seemed to be out of order at this moment. No matter how he called, it was of no avail, as if the latter had abandoned it.
"boom!"
The Thirteen Blood Mansion was running wildly, forming a rich blood barrier, but in just a moment, it was pierced by a finger and came to kill it.
"The two systems of light and darkness blend together!"
Lin Zixuan shouted, big beads of sweat streaming down his forehead. The fusion of the two elements, he had only seen the Yin-Yang diagram performed by the gray-robed old man at the Yunlong Auction. At this moment, he could also treat a dead horse as a living horse.
Light is bright and holy; darkness is deep and evil; the light waves of the two opposite attributes collide together to produce extremely terrifying power, as primitive and powerful as the creation of the world.
"Pfft!"
When his fingers faced the black and white light picture, Lin Zixuan spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and took several steps back.
The mistake in controlling his strength caused him to suffer huge backlash.
At that moment, the strength of the finger was weakened, and there was an obvious delay. However, just for a moment, the black and white light pattern still did not block the finger. After all, there was a huge disparity in strength.
"The Bell of the Underworld - protect my true spirit!"
Lin Zixuan gritted his teeth and used all his soul power to condense a three-inch-high shadow of an ancient bell. The bell exuded a primitive and desolate atmosphere, as if it carried the power of death and wanted to return everything to nothingness.
"Boom!"
Lin Zixuan used his soul as a mallet and slammed into the ancient bell. The ancient bell shook violently and swung backwards. The strong sound waves turned into an unparalleled repulsive force, swirling around in the sea of consciousness, shaking the world.
That finger, like a broken bamboo, penetrated the ancient bell and faced Lin Zixuan.
"Cough cough cough!"
Lin Zixuan spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and the ancient bell was condensed with his soul. Now that the ancient bell is broken, his soul is also damaged.
His eyes were ashen and filled with a sense of powerlessness.
"Is the king's will really that strong? Is it unstoppable?" (To be continued)