Deity Hero: Me! Gaining Disciples Makes Me Stronger! Chapter 146
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The people around the trial tower were shocked.
Fairy Cai, who was ranked in the top five of the King Roll, had used all her strength to attack. Even a half-step Sect Master would have to lower his head.
The destructive power of her defense made everyone's consciousness tremble. They raised their heads and revealed blank expressions.
Was this the true strength of the fierce person who had reached the top of the trial tower?
He was only at the seventh level of the Law Enforcement Realm, yet he was still able to suppress the prodigies on the King Roll who were two realms higher than him!
If he were to face them, wouldn't he be able to kill them without even needing to make a move?
"Run, we're no match for him!"
"Even fairy Cai Lianyi, who is ranked third on the King Roll, doesn't dare to face him head-on. He's a freak."
"If we don't run now, we'll die!"
The Cai family members watched as the large group of people displayed their skills and quickly ran for their lives.
They were all dumbfounded.
If they weren't mistaken, that projection was exactly the same as the Young Master of the Xuan family.
In other words, the Young Master of the Xuan family didn't leave his name in the Heaven region because he disdained to fight for fame and fortune in one region. Thus, he traveled to other regions and passed through the trial tower in a place called the Xuan Sword sect. Only after a few days did he return to the Xuan family.
They thought that the main branch of the Xuan family had withered.
But now, it wasn't withered. It was like a dragon had emerged!
The old fox Xuan Yuan of the Xuan family had really played a big game of chess.
Everyone stood up and their spiritual light shone. It wasn't the time to sigh. They could only look for different directions and escape in all directions.
If they were bubbles, they would probably fall if Xuan Yi slashed down.
At this moment, at the edge of the Mystic Realm, a group of people rushed toward the trial tower.
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These people were dressed differently. The closer they were to the center, the weirder they looked. There was something like a bandage on their foreheads, and they were holding some kind of ancient ritual with solemn faces.
In the center of these people, was a young man in his twenties. He was covered in a golden spiritual light, and there was a faint treasure light shining on him.
"The Phoenix Valley!"
"They are from the Phoenix Valley and the Phoenix Son is here. I wonder if the Phoenix Son can defeat him?"
"Maybe not. Let's run."
"Nonsense. How can it be impossible? It must be impossible. That man is too abnormal. Even the Heaven region's top geniuses might not be his match!"
Some of the people Xuan Yi chose to pursue were disheveled, covered with dust and bloodstains. They looked extremely pathetic.
They exchanged a few words with each other and felt that the Phoenix Son wasn't a match for Xuan Yi's projection. They decided to avoid the Phoenix Son and escape.
"Stop!"
The Phoenix Son revealed a puzzled expression. A servant beside him immediately understood and stepped forward to shout.
"Where are you from? Why are you leaving after meeting us and the Phoenix Son?"
This servant was very arrogant as he pointed at the sect members and told them to stop.
"We are the Great Qin dynasty's. You know about the change in the trial tower, right? When projections came out, one of them was really powerful, we weren't his match and were being chased here."
The people of the Great Qin dynasty looked helpless. The person in front of them was the personal guard of the Phoenix Son from the Phoenix Valley. If they ignored him, even if they didn't die at the hands of the projection, they would still offend the people from the Phoenix Valley.
If the Prince of the Great Qin dynasty, Qin Tiange, was here, they wouldn't have to worry. However, a group of ordinary people like them naturally didn't dare to neglect the Phoenix Son, who was ranked first on the King Roll.
"You guys should hurry up and run. That projection will be here soon. He's ridiculously strong!"
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Someone kindly advised.
When he thought of that overwhelming destructive aura, his entire body trembled. That projection wasn't something could be stopped by a law enforcer at all.
Those who were weak would die upon contact.
The servant raised his eyebrows and revealed a surprised expression.
"Hahaha, run? I'm afraid you don't know how powerful the Phoenix Son is!"
The servant raised his head and a trace of disdain flashed across his lips.
He had heard that the trial tower's projection realm was all at the seventh level of the Law Enforcement Realm. As for the Phoenix Son, he was at the seventh level of the Law Enforcement Realm. Even if he had the projection, they didn't have to worry. They would still have to kneel.
The people from the Great Qin dynasty frowned slightly.
Even Cai Lianyi, who was ranked fifth on the King Roll, didn't dare to take Xuan Yi's projection. Even if he was the Phoenix Son and the first on the Heaven Roll, what could he do?
The holy son of the Phoenix had only taken a few steps ahead of fairy Cai. How could he be Xuan Yi's match.
Law Enforcement Realm, sword intent, and ultimate sword techniques.
He was simply insanely strong.
"I've already said it. Whether you listen or not is up to you. Don't blame me for not warning you."
After saying this, the people from the Great Qin dynasty wanted to leave. Since these people from the Phoenix Valley wanted to die, how could they stop them.
The servant couldn't be bothered with them.
He called out to these people. Apart from wanting to know why they wanted to escape, he also wanted to confirm that the trial tower's projections would really drop a holy item after killing them.
As a servant, he knew that this was what the Phoenix Son truly cared about. As for the projection and the realm of Law Enforcement, in the Phoenix Son's eyes, it wouldn't be able to turn the sky upside down.
However, at this moment.
A soaring sword intent whistled over. The people of the Great Qin dynasty looked back with bitter expressions. As expected, Xuan Yi's projection had caught up.
They saw a cold expression on his face, and his gaze was like an unsheathed sharp sword. He was a hundred meters away, raising his hand to send a river of sword energy towards them.
The people of the Great Qin dynasty knew the power of this sword attack, they shook their heads as they pulled the servant away.
Zong Jiu was one of the Phoenix Son's subordinates. If he died just like that, the Phoneix Son would definitely find trouble with them.
He really dared to release his sword in front of the Phoenix Son!
Boom!
The sword energy raged, and everyone was sent flying.
"How dare you! How dare you act so presumptuously in front of me!"
The Phoenix Son angrily shouted and took a step forward.
He could naturally see that the person in front of him with that sword energy was actually just an illusion.
As such, he did not care about anything. However, anyone who dared to attack him, even if it was just an illusory figure, would die!
The Phoenix Son was shining with a feather-like aura, bursting out with a hot light, like a phoenix bathing in flames, greeted Xuan Yi and rose into the sky.
"Look closely! Our Phoenix Son is the number one on the King Roll!"
With respect, the servant glanced contemptuously at the embarrassed Great Qin Dynasty's disciples.
The Phoenix Son was a cautious person.
He was so cautious that he had to bring a large group of people from the Phoenix Valley with him before he was willing to go on a long trip.
The four top factions in the Heaven region -- the Great Qin dynasty, the Cai family, the Phoenix Valley, and the Tu family -- apart from the core direct descendants, there were many small families, sects, and factions in the outer regions. If there were any activities, they would send out messages.
The small sects of the top factions would also cooperate with the top factions they were affiliated with after receiving the message.
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