Sage Emperor

C1240

In the blink of an eye, the Gulu Beast could tell that he had condensed the king of divine sparks.

Yang Ke felt that this beast was too tyrannical and invincible. Even now, he was more than ten thousand times stronger than he was in the secular world. But now, he still felt that he couldn't compare to the Gulu Beast.

Their gazes met, communicating with each other. In that instant, he seemed to have understood the meaning of the Gollum Beast's words. The other party was praising him for being able to reach the level of the God Realm King.

After two years of cultivation, training, and meeting with many great figures, she had a deep understanding of the terror of the King of Divine Swords. In the Immortal Dynasty, the disciples of countless great figures wanted to form the King of Divine Swords, but unfortunately, none of them were able to succeed.

She was at the early God level, but the divine spark in her body was very powerful, as though it had undergone some sort of special tempering. The divine spark definitely wasn't an ordinary divine spark, and it was like a giant divine spark.

"This is a bizarre technique, mother divine spark." Although this kind of divine spark was not as powerful as the king of divine sparks, it was still extremely difficult to cultivate. One would need to go through all sorts of fission processes to produce an enormous amount of divine energy, and after going through a lot of trials, it would only be possible to successfully cultivate it after there were 981 obstacles. However, once the divine spark was successful, the power of the divine spark wouldn't be comparable to that of an ordinary divine spark.

There were all sorts of divine sparks.

The King of Divine Swords was the most powerful of them all.

There were also some mutated divine sparks, such as Gabriella's mother's divine spark, as well as seven orifices, ten thousand colors, a formless divine spark, a divine spark …

Most cultivators only had ordinary divine sparks, and only those who had mastered special techniques, special techniques, and unique constitutions would be able to master special divine sparks through all sorts of fortuitous encounters.

It was just like the three thousand unique constitutions of practitioners in the mundane world.

The King of Divine Swords was the 'Voidbringer' of Fate.

As for the other divine sparks, they were the Eternal Creation, the Creator, the Reincarnator, the Devourer, the Ripper, the Leader, and the Instigator … Every single type of special physique was much stronger than ordinary cultivators.

Right now, Yang Zhan, Brahma, Shepherd, and the others, including "Mo", were unable to condense a special divine spark, not because they lacked the aptitude, but because they did not have enough resources. However, as long as they had enough resources, they could recreate the divine spark and cultivate the special divine spark after breaking it.

Aside from the King of Divine Swords who wanted to start from the Quasi-Deities and succeed in condensing it in one go, all other special divine sparks could be slowly condensed in the future.

A king was a king. If it couldn't be born in the future, it had to be born in a Xiantian realm.

"Everyone, this is my friend, Yang Ke." Gabriella pulled Yang Ke over to her banquet and introduced them, "Let me introduce you one by one. This is' Princess Fang Luo 'from the Immortal God Dynasty."

"Alright." Yang Qi looked at a woman that was introduced to him. She was a Highgod, and she sat there with an extraordinary bearing. With every movement she made, she would exude a sense of nobility and shame, as if she were a chicken or a dog, and this woman was a superior being.

This woman slightly nodded her head, not even sparing Yang Ke a glance, because Yang Ke was still a Demigod, and a Demigod was the same as a Demigod. Moreover, this woman's identity was that of a princess of the Everlasting Divine Dynasty, so even if it was the Conferred God School and other great sects that saw her, they would have to be respectful to her, or at least sit on equal footing with her.

After that, Bi Luo gave Yang Ke a round of introductions. Everyone nodded without any emotion. Everyone was hindering Bi Luo's face, otherwise, Yang Ke would be blown out of the room with a wave of his sleeve.

For a mere Demigod to come to disrupt the banquet was simply a disappointment.

Yang Qi did not care. Right now, he would not act rashly just because of such a small matter. He needed to keep a low profile and also did not care about these people's rudeness.

At this moment, the banquet started once again, and Yang Ke obtained a seat. On the left side of Bi Luo, there was a table with a lot of fruit wine, all of which were rare and precious. The wine was a divine wine, brewed with many medicinal herbs from the God Realm.

However, the original atmosphere had become a bit awkward.

It was just like a banquet held at a royal palace. However, a beggar suddenly came in and started munching on his food. Naturally, he was spoiling the atmosphere and making people feel out of place.

No one had any desire to talk anymore.

"Scripture Pavilion 2nd floor." Yang Ke slightly nodded, "I'm going to a better place."

"Oh? The second floor of the Scripture Pavilion is actually not a good place. " The black robed man with the silver knife said, "It's not a good idea for an elite disciple to leave. I do have some friends in the Disciplinary Hall. Why don't you go to the Disciplinary Hall? There's plenty of oil there. I wonder what you think?"

He spoke with a condescending tone, as if it was a form of charity.

Indeed, in terms of scheming, the disciples of the Disciplinary Hall were the most scheming. They would be able to extort large amounts of wealth if they were to execute laws, capture people, and randomly pick people for mistakes. Furthermore, any disciple of the Temple would have to give them face, or else they would find a fork and capture you.

Although the rules of the Divine Seal Decree were strict, there were still many holes that could be drilled through.

Most disciples were afraid of trouble and were caught by the disciples of the Disciplinary Hall. If they didn't die, they would lose a layer of skin.

However, the disciples of the Disciplinary Hall were not so easy to deal with. These kinds of disciples were either powerful themselves or had great backgrounds. Moreover, inside the Disciplinary Hall, there were many parties and factions.

Yang Ke wanted to go over, but he had no background, so he was unable to find this job.

Right now, this man in the black robe was using charity to find work for Yang Qi. This was absolutely unacceptable, and he could see the ridicule from this man.

"There's no need for that." Yang Ke replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "I heard that there's a disciple recruitment test in the Disciplinary Hall. I can go and give it a try myself."

"Is that so? Young man, you are really confident. " A big shot from the Conferred God School standing next to the black clothed man said, "Do you know how many people go to the Hall of Punishment for the assessment every year? How much had he lost? How many disciples had lost their spirits, or even died? The Temple of Punishment's assessment was the most difficult. What was a bloody trial? "It's just the entrance stage."

"Haha, Empyrean Silverblade, you are the Holy Son of the Punishment Temple. Your status is extremely high and you are also one of the examiners. "If you pass, then you have the qualifications to take the exam. If you fail, then don't embarrass yourself."

The experts of the Aeolus Sect who came to participate in the banquet this time were all Highgods, with an impressive status. Originally, even Gabriella wasn't qualified in front of them, but now that Gabriella had become the princess of the Immortal God Court, her adopted daughter's status was much higher than theirs. They could only curry favor with her.

However, fawning over him was just fawning over him. The appearance of this Yang Qi made them feel disgusted, and they felt as if they were going to viciously suppress him.

"That's fine too." The black robed man was called Empyrean Silverblade. He nodded and looked at Yang Qi, "So, if you want to participate in the assessment, I'm also one of the examiners. Let's try out your skills."

As he spoke, a silver stream of air gathered at the tip of his finger and formed a small silver blade. It hovered in the air like a silver swallow, flying back and forth.

"How?" Yang Qi was not in a hurry.

"Very simple." Empyrean Silver Saber said, "My saber energy can condense into a silver swallow and transform into a saber art called the thirty-six moves of Silver Swallow Flying Swallow. As long as you can withstand it, you should be able to pass the test. I can give you a talisman and register directly, how about that?"

"Then light it up." Yang Ke snapped his fingers as he spoke indifferently.

"The ignorant are truly fearless." Everyone was thinking in their hearts. Empyrean Silverblade was the Holy Son of the Disciplinary Hall. What were the people from the Disciplinary Hall doing? They specialized in slaughter and battles. Empyrean Silverblade wielded a small silver sword. He had slaughtered countless demon gods and powerhouses, and his blade skills were known as' The gods see the sorrows, the devils cry '.

Even if a hint of Dao-qi was released, it would be enough to defeat countless Gods. Even early Highgod Highgods might not be able to withstand it.

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