Nine Astra Skies

Mad Snail

331 I Want This Item!

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Qi Nan lowered his head and sneered at Ye Chen with an extremely dark expression. "Boy, let's see where you can run to this time!" The last time when the Tribunal Council's battleship got attacked by the sea monsters, the entire battleship was smashed into pieces. Qi Nan was chased by the sea monsters incessantly. He had tried everything to escape and fled for five whole days! Those five days were a painful memory that Qi Nan would never forget. When he finally reached the sh.o.r.e, he was almost unhuman-like and fainted for several days and nights. Every time Qi Nan thought about Ye Chen, he gnashed his teeth in hatred. He would love to tear Ye Chen's corpse into pieces to relieve his hatred. 

"Big Brother Huyan, the reason Lin Qiu and I capsized when we were investigating the Exclusion Zone was because we were attacked by this kid at sea. This kid drove the sea monsters to attack our Tribunal Council's battleship. He doesn't respect the Tribunal Council at all!" Qi Nan said as he pulled out a golden longsword from his Heaven-Earth Pouch. 

"Boy, you dared to make enemies of the Tribunal Council, you must be tired of living! Come and accept your death!" Huyan Ling roared angrily and looked down at Ye Chen arrogantly. 

The rest of the Mystique Rank combatants were watching with hesitation. The Tribunal Council was the largest group in this vicinity and they had a large influence. Under normal circ.u.mstances, no one would dare to provoke the Tribunal Council.

Ye Chen glanced lazily at Qi Nan, Huyan Ling, and the others. He could not be bothered to engage in idle chatter with these people. His Astral Body had already traveled into the distance, searching the entire third level of the Soul PaG.o.da. 

Ye Chen's Astral Body flew rapidly, taking in the scene within a fifty-kilometer radius. The entire Soul PaG.o.da was rife with scuffles for treasures. 

Multiple rays of light danced across the sky, many of them were Tier Five treasures. The number of treasures was truly astounding. 

Among these treasures, one of the most common items were longsword-type spirit artifacts. A distance ahead, there was a strange purple light. Was it another component of the Purple Demon Armor? 

When Qi Nan saw that Ye Chen was not paying attention to him and did not seem as fearful as he had imagined, he became even more incensed. 

"Boy, you're dead meat today! If you beg me for mercy, perhaps I might consider sparing your life!" Qi Nan regarded Ye Chen with contempt. With so many Mystique Rank masters as back-up, how could Ye Chen possibly escape? 

Ye Chen looked up and glanced at Qi Nan as he navigated his Astral Body. "Before I attack, get lost. I don't have time to talk nonsense!" You people think that you're so great just because you're from the Tribunal Council. Sooner or later, I'll destroy the Tribunal Council!" 

Qi Nan's face turned green upon hearing Ye Chen's words. He said to Huyan Ling, "This kid really doesn't want to live. Big Brother Huyan, let's kill him!" 

The other combatants from major sects, royal families, and martial art families as well as those from the Thunder Beast Clan, looked on with skepticism. Ye Chen was currently surrounded by so many Mystique Rank masters, so he should be thinking of ways to escape, yet he appeared so calm. Was he merely pretending to keep cool or was he completely confident in his abilities? Regardless, they held back and watched what would happen next. 

"Perhaps he's just buying time, waiting for reinforcements to arrive. If you don't attack now, you might not get a chance later!" someone whispered in Huyan Ling's ear. 

Huyan Ling glanced at Ye Chen, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He snorted silently in his heart. 'Kid, this is your fate, not our fault.' 

"Kill!" Huyan Ling roared. Three Mystique Rank masters, including Qi Nan, rushed toward Ye Chen. 

Ye Chen's eyes twitched. His Astral Body had already targeted a few treasures, why would he waste his time here with Qi Nan and the others? He roared furiously, "Astral Externalization!" 

Ye Chen's Astral Body had condensed into a huge gold-armored soldier. This gold-armored soldier was more than ten meters tall and held a Fangtian halberd in his hand. It looked like an incarnation of the G.o.d of war with the golden armor on its body and the purple fire around it. 

"Roar!" A powerful energy radiated from the body of the gold-armored soldier. 

Instantly, everyone's face changed. It was a Daemon King! 

Ye Chen was a Daemon King Rank existence! 

Qi Nan's face turned pale. He did not imagine that Ye Chen was a Daemon King Rank existence. If he had known that Ye Chen was a Daemon King, even if someone had lent him ten guts, he would not have dared to provoke Ye Chen! 

Huyan Ling and the others were also dumbfounded. The gold-armored soldier reminded them of an ancient divine spirit and shook them tremendously. Before this gold-armored soldier, they could not put up any ounce of resistance. Their souls were trembling in fear. 

"Impossible, why would there be a Daemon King here?" 

Before they entered the Soul PaG.o.da, each of the major factions had a mutual agreement. Each of them would send combatants who were below the level of Daemon King and G.o.dly Venerable Rank to determine the situation inside the Soul PaG.o.da. Only after that, they would decide whether or not to send Daemon King Rank combatants into the Soul PaG.o.da. To maintain the balance between the major factions, several Daemon Kings were stationed at the entrance of the Soul PaG.o.da to make sure that no one above the level of Daemon King or G.o.dly Venerable Rank could enter and disrupt this delicate balance. Unexpectedly, someone still managed to sneak in. 

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No matter how many Mystique Rank masters there were, they could not compare to a Daemon King! 

With a mighty bang, Qi Nan, Huyan Ling, and the other five people from the Tribunal Council were slapped into the air by the gold-armored soldier. They disappeared into the distant horizon. 

This one slap, even a Mystique Rank master was sure to die! The prowess of a Daemon King was their ability to directly attack the soul. The moment the gold-armored soldier's palm struck Qi Nan, Huyan Ling, and the others, their souls had already been vanquished amid the purple flames. 

For a Daemon King, a Mystique Rank combatant was naught but an ant!

On the east side of the third level of the Soul PaG.o.da, over twenty combatants from various factions were fighting over two Tier Five longswords and an ancient book. The ancient book was made from some kind of unknown material. Despite the fierce scuffle between these Mystique Rank masters, the book was not torn. 

"Bang, bang, bang", the sky was filled with Celestial Chi. Numerous combatants were showing their skills. 

"Grab that ancient book first. That ancient book definitely contains some secret technique!" 

"Who dares to fight the Tribunal Council for this secret technique?" Three combatants from the Tribunal Council s.n.a.t.c.hed the ancient book and prepared to escape. 

"Snowshadow Clan, come with me!""Swish, swish, swish." Five Mystique Rank combatants yelled in rage and rushed toward them. The Tribunal Council might be powerful but these ancient family combatants were not afraid of the Tribunal Council. They each wielded their attacks and surrounded the three people from the Tribunal Council. 

Various combatants from other factions also surrounded them. Everyone was very tempted by the ancient book. This ancient book came out of the ground. When it first appeared, a brilliant golden light dazzled the entire place and astounded everyone. When the golden light dissipated, all that was left was the ancient book. Hence, the ancient book was extraordinary. 

Amid the struggle, the ancient book had changed hands several times. To fight for this ancient book, at least a dozen Mystique Rank combatants had died! 

Just as this group was fighting among themselves, suddenly, a powerful pressure descended upon them. The faces of these Mystique Rank combatants shifted instantly. Such a powerful soul energy must belong to a Daemon King existence! 

They struggled to lift their heads and saw a huge gold-armored soldier in the sky above them. The gold-armored soldier regarded them with disdain, like a giant looking down at a group of ants. 

"I want this item!" The gold-armored soldier reached out its hand toward the ancient book. Surprisingly, the ancient book seemed to be pulled by a strong magnetic force and flew directly into the gold-armored soldier's hand. The gold-armored soldier extended a finger and pressed down. "Those from the Tribunal Council are too arrogant, you deserve to die!" 

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