Seeing the white-browed Tianzun surrendering, Zhuo Wen raised the corner of his mouth, showing a faint smile, and said lightly: "Since you recognize me as your master, then you can extract a ray of soul origin and give it to me for safekeeping."
Baimei Tianzun's complexion changed slightly. The origin of his soul is his top priority. If this kind of thing is mastered by Zhuo Wen, his wealth and life will be completely dominated by Zhuo Wen.
However, Baimei Tianzun had to give in. He didn't want to lose his soul like this. After all, it was not easy for him to reach the Tianzun realm. If he got a chance in the future, he might be promoted to the imperial realm. How could he be willing to lose his soul like this?
"Hurry up!" Zhuo Wen urged in a cold voice.
The White-browed Tianzun sighed softly, and with his right hand, he touched the center of his eyebrows. A golden line was extracted from the depths of the White-browed Tianzun's eyebrows and floated quietly in the palm of his hand. This was a ray of his soul origin.
At this moment, Baimei Tianzun's face turned pale, his whole body was trembling, and his Nascent Soul was getting weaker and weaker. Obviously, extracting the soul source had a big impact on him.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen took over the soul source of Baimei Tianzun, and immediately pressed it into the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows. Then he turned his right hand and pressed it against the light group of Baimei Tianzun, and wisps of surging energy poured into the light group.
After a while, Baimei Tianzun's originally weak body gradually became solid.
Feeling the surging energy that was introduced into his body, Baimei Tianzun looked at Zhuo Wen in surprise. Apparently, he was not expecting Zhuo Wen's behavior.
"You don't have to look at me like this. Since you have handed over the origin of your soul to me, then you are mine! I will basically not treat my own people badly." Zhuo Wen said calmly.
White-browed Tianzun nodded without saying much, but there was a strange look in his eyes.
Zhuo Wen made a move with his right hand, and four more light groups appeared in front of him, and these four light groups were naturally the Nascent Souls of Guanghan Tianzun, Huangjue Tianzun, Xiyue Tianzun and Ziyang Tianzun.
At this moment, the Nascent Souls of the four Heavenly Masters also opened their eyes one after another and glared at Zhuo Wen. Among them, the Ziyang Heavenly Master said coldly to Zhuo Wen: "When are you going to seal our Nascent Souls?"
"I give the four of you a choice. One is to hand over the origin of your souls and accept me as your Lord. I will not only unlock the seal on your Nascent Soul, but also help you reshape your physical body; the other is that your souls will immediately disappear.
Zhuo Wen said coldly.
"What?"
When the four great Heavenly Lords heard this, they were all shocked. Zhuo Wen actually wanted them to recognize him as their master. They, a powerful Heavenly Lord, actually wanted to recognize a junior as their master. How could this be possible?
"Are you dreaming? I would rather lose my mind than accept a junior like you as my master." Ziyang Tianzun snorted coldly, but he was not afraid of Zhuo Wen's threat.
With Ziyang Tianzun as an example, the other three Tianzun also refused to give in and glared at Zhuo Wen.
"Do you four think that I, Zhuo Wen, don't dare to do anything to you?"
Zhuo Wen stared at Ziyang Tianzun and said coldly: "Since you are so stubborn, then I will help you first and make your soul fly away."
After saying that, Zhuo Wen blasted out with his right palm, and actually enveloped Ziyang Tianzun completely, and the terrifying Yuan Power poured out, like the power of heaven.
Ziyang Tianzun's face changed greatly, and he wanted to avoid Zhuo Wen's palm. Unfortunately, his Nascent Soul was imprisoned in the light group, and he had no power to resist at all.
boom!
With a strike of the palm, Ziyang Tianzun was directly knocked into the ground, creating a huge hole of several feet in the ground.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen's attacks were not slow, and the terrifying attacks mercilessly flew towards the Ziyang Tianzun below. For a moment, the terrifying fluctuations of Yuanli continued to wander in this space.
The heart-rending screams of Ziyang Tianzun were like a supper in the middle of the night, which made the scalps of the three Tianzuns Guanghan, Xiyue and Huang Jue go numb.
This Zhuo Wen is serious. He is not just talking. If they don't obey, they will really be driven out of their minds by him. Thinking of this, the three heavenly masters can't help but panic.
Soon, the miserable howls below gradually became weaker, and Zhuo Wen sucked his right hand, and the Nascent Soul of Ziyang Tianzun was held in Zhuo Wen's hand.
At this moment, Ziyang Tianzun's Nascent Soul has become extremely weak. Just now Zhuo Wen showed no mercy in his attack. Ziyang Tianzun is now like a dead dog, panting continuously.
"go to hell!"
Zhuo Wen's cold voice sounded, his eyes were full of cold murderous intent, and he spat out terrifying Yuan Power, trying to completely annihilate Ziyang Tianzun's Nascent Soul.
"No! I am willing to surrender, I am willing to hand over the origin of my soul and recognize you as my master."
Ziyang Tianzun screamed in fear, his voice was sharp. He finally realized how cruel Zhuo Wen was. If he really didn't obey, this person might really annihilate him completely.
He is the most powerful man at the pinnacle of the Tianzun Realm. He is only half a step away from entering the realm of imperial power. He has been practicing for a lifetime and has already reached this point. How could Ziyang Tianzun be willing to die like this?
Before, the reason why he was so tough was not because of his own arrogance, but also because he believed that Zhuo Wen would not really take action against him.
However, Zhuo Wen's behavior greatly exceeded his expectations, and he actually wanted to completely annihilate him, so Ziyang Tianzun was afraid and gave in.
With the corners of his mouth raised, Zhuo Wen stopped his attack and said calmly: "If you succumb to me, you don't have to think it's not worth it. I, Zhuo Wen, promise you that if I one day reach the imperial realm, I will return the origin of your souls and set you free."
As soon as these words came out, Ziyang Tianzun, who was still a little unwilling at first, completely surrendered. Zhuo Wendu had already made a promise, and his benevolence and righteousness had been exhausted. If he didn't know what was good for him, then he would have no choice but to perish.
"Meet the master!"
Ziyang Tianzun passed by on one knee, touched the center of his eyebrow with his right hand, and without hesitation pulled out a strand of soul origin and handed it to Zhuo Wen.
Ziyang Tianzun did this, and Guanghan Tianzun and the other three did not insist anymore. They all took out their respective soul origins and handed them to Zhuo Wen.
After pressing the soul origins of the four people into the center of his eyebrows, Zhuo Wen said to Ziyang Tianzun and others: "Reshaping the body requires huge resources. After I go to Yancheng, I will think of a way for you. During this period of time, your souls are now
Let’s take a break for a while!”
"yes!"
Ziyang Tianzun and others did not refuse, and they were all included in the spiritual ring by Zhuo Wen.
"It's time to go to Yancheng!"
With a murmur, Zhuo Wen stepped on his foot and turned into a stream of light and disappeared over the dense forest.
At the end of the vast endless plain, a huge city stood like a wild beast on the plain, as if it had existed since ancient times.
The strange thing is that above this huge city, there is a sea of fire that covers the sky and the sun. This sea of fire spreads, just covering this city, and this city shrouded in the sea of fire is the most important place in the Yanxuan Dynasty.
The prosperous city Yancheng.
Whoosh!
A stream of light arrived near Yancheng in an instant. Looking at the endless sea of fire above the city, there was a hint of shock in his eyes. This man was really Zhuo Wen who had been driving non-stop for three days.
"Sure enough, as the core city of the dynasty, everything is not simple!"
Looking at the Yancheng in front of him, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but think of the imperial city of the Qingxuan Dynasty. There was a phantom of a giant dragon appearing above the imperial city, and the Yancheng was a sea of fire.
Obviously, the cities where the powerful emperors are located will basically have their own strange phenomena in the sky. This is the case for the Qing Emperor, and the same is true for the Yan Emperor of the Yanxuan Dynasty.
"I wonder where the Ruan family where Miss Lingyu lives is located in Yancheng?"
Zhuo Wen murmured to himself in a low voice, but his steps were not slow, and he stepped directly into the Yancheng. When he was in the Ruan family team, Zhuo Wen had promised Ruan Lingyu that if his cultivation level recovered,
It will help her drive away the coldness in her body.
However, Zhuo Wen had already changed his appearance before entering Yan City. After all, his true face had been seen by Mo Ying and Zui Qingfeng before. With the importance these two people attached to exotic treasures, they would definitely report Zhuo Wen to the sect behind him.
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If Zhuo Wen arrogantly entered Yancheng with his original appearance, he would undoubtedly be seeking death.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's face has turned into a sallow-faced young man, with a sickly look, as if he would fall down if the wind blows. Moreover, his breath of the Supreme Realm has also converged, and only the cultivation of the Second-Run Emperor Realm is revealed.
for.
After all, at such a young age, he possesses the aura of the Supreme Realm, which will undoubtedly attract the attention of many people, and the chance of exposing his identity will greatly increase.
On the streets of Yancheng, most of the people coming and going are warriors, and there are also some powerful high-level Emperor Ji Realm warriors among them. You can also see a few Four Supreme Realm warriors, but there are very few warriors of this level.
, mostly warriors in the Imperial Realm.
There are many warriors setting up stalls on both sides of the street selling all kinds of things, including spiritual treasures, secret techniques, armor techniques, elixirs, etc. Everything related to martial arts is sold by the surrounding vendors.
Looking at the vendors on both sides of the street, Zhuo Wen asked Xiao Hei in his heart: "Xiao Hei! What materials are needed to reshape the body?"
Xiao Hei sneered, "Boy! Do you think it's easy to reshape the body? The bodies of the five Heavenly Lords have been shattered by you. It's not that easy to reshape the body to suit them."
Zhuo Wen raised his brows slightly and showed a wry smile. It seemed that he thought that reshaping the body was too simple.
"Fortunately, what you have reshaped is only the physical body of a Heavenly Master Realm warrior. If it were the physical body of an Imperial Realm warrior, your current financial resources would be enough to bankrupt you." Xiao Hei said mockingly.
"Well, is the price so high?" Zhuo Wen said speechlessly.
"Of course it's high. With the spiritual stones you have now, I think it's a bit difficult to reshape the body of the White-browed Heavenly Lord, let alone the Ziyang Heavenly Lord." Xiao Hei said lightly.
Zhuo Wen fell silent. To be honest, he actually didn't have many spiritual stones in his spiritual ring. The spiritual stones he exchanged in the imperial capital now only have a few 5,000 medium-grade spiritual stones left.