Devouring Sword God

Chapter 913 The Birth of the Emperor

Breed domineering, master domineering!
Hearing the words of the withered old man, Yi Xiaoyao's eyes lit up in vain, and the blood in his whole body began to become excited.

Can he really possess that kind of royal arrogance that can frighten all living beings?

"But before that, let's get rid of this kid first."

At this moment, the withered old man changed his subject, and looked at Ou Huang who was standing aside and listening to the clouds and mountains and mist.

The next moment, Ou Huang's body shook suddenly, and his expression changed instantly.

No wonder he felt that there was a great crisis here before, but now he finally understands what the crisis is.

Immediately, Ouhuang knelt down on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed to the withered old man.

"Senior! This junior learned of this purely by accident. This junior will never tell anyone what he has heard and seen today! Please spare this junior's life!"

Of course he knew what the source of this fatal disaster was.

However, the withered old man didn't react at all. He looked at Yi Xiaoyao and said, "This kid knows too many secrets about our Yi clan. You can't keep him. You can kill him."

Yi Xiaoyao was also taken aback, and looked at Ouhuang.

"Little friend! You and I are our own people. If it weren't for me, how could you come here and get this good fortune?"

Ouhuang hurriedly turned to Yi Xiaoyao, pleading bitterly.

Immediately afterwards, his voice changed, and he said with a hint of threat: "What's more, I haven't mentioned that secret that you and I both know!"

"The secret you mentioned is that my name is Di Chu?"

Yi Xiaoyao instantly recognized what Ouhuang said, and said with a strange smile: "If I'm not from the Yi clan, how do you think I can easily enter this space?"

What's more, the withered old man confirmed his identity not because of a name, but because of blood!
Only then did Ou Huang react, a look of despair appeared on his face instantly.

It seemed that he was really going to die here today. Although he regretted entering here because of his greed, it was useless.

"However, I think your last sentence is correct."

Just when Ou Huang gave up trying to survive, he heard Yi Xiaoyao say another sentence with a faint smile, which raised hope in his heart again.

"Senior, if it weren't for this person, the junior would not be able to come here at all, and even got lost in the ten passages or the mist, how could the junior put down the grind and kill the donkey?"

Immediately afterwards, Yi Xiaoyao clasped his fists at the withered old man and said, "And this junior also promised not to kill him, so is there no other way to deal with it?"

Hearing this, the withered old man's eyes moved slightly.

"Well, it's the nature of my Yi clan to be affectionate and righteous, not bad!"

He nodded slightly, then looked at Ou Huang and pondered.

At this moment, Ouhuang was already covered in cold sweat while waiting, and his hair was trembling with nervousness.

His life and death depended entirely on the next decision of the withered old man.

"Forget it, since you have made a promise, how can the emperor break his promise?"

After a while, the withered old man sighed softly and said, "Let this person be your loyal servant."

"What? Servant?"

Ou Huang's face froze, making him Yi Xiaoyao's servant?
Yi Xiaoyao gave him a hard look, as if reminding him that he had no other choice.

"Hmph! Don't be unwilling to become the servant of the Emperor Yi Clan. This is your honor! You will understand in the future that this is also your good fortune!"

The withered old man yelled at Ouhuang, narrowed his eyes and said, "Could it be that you don't want this fortune?"

"No no no!"

Ou Huang's complexion changed drastically, he waved his hands again and again, and nodded again and again: "I want it! I want it!"

Just kidding, if he said he didn't want it, he might be dead in the next moment.

Only then did the withered old man nod his head, and raised his hand to shoot at Ouhuang, his withered fingers grasped in the air, as if he had caught something real, which shocked Ouhuang all over.

Under Ou Huang's face full of pain, a gray-black soul was pulled out of his body.

With a flick of the withered old man's finger, that soul instantly submerged into Yi Xiaoyao's body.

"Take a sliver of your soul, the master dies, the servant dies!"

The majestic voice came into Ouhuang's ears, making his throat slip, and he didn't dare to question it.

He knew that since the other party spared his life so much, it was obvious that he did not dare to reveal today's secrets, otherwise, if Yi Xiaoyao, who possessed his soul, was killed because of these secrets, then he would most likely die at the same time.

"Ouhuang, meet the master!"

Immediately, Ou Huang respectfully bowed to Yi Xiaoyao, with a hint of sincere gratitude in it.

Because he knew that Yi Xiaoyao could kill him just now.

And if Yi Xiaoyao hadn't pleaded for mercy, he would already be dead at this moment.

At the same time, after listening to the words of the withered old man and Yi Xiaoyao just now, although he didn't understand everything, he could still hear a little bit of Ou Huang.

That is, Yi Xiaoyao's identity and future are beyond his imagination!
Following such a master is not necessarily a bad thing.

"Okay, the trivial matters are over, let's start breeding the bully next."

The withered old man ignored Ouhuang, glanced at the scents of incense around him, and said to Yi Xiaoyao: "These scents of incense contain the domineering intentions of the ancestors of our Yi clan. For those who have the dominance, just absorb the incense. Breed."

Yi Xiaoyao frowned, no wonder he could feel something extra in his body when he inhaled the incense when he first came in.

Immediately, under the sign of the withered old man, he went to sit cross-legged under the many tablets in the shrine.

The power of devouring was activated, and at that time, the scent of incense in the entire ancestral hall, as if stirred by a giant hand, began to rush towards Yi Xiaoyao's body.

"Buzz!"

The turmoil in the ancestral hall was turbulent, and Yi Xiaoyao's body also gradually produced a subtle change with the inhalation of the incense.

It was as if there was really a seed in his flowing blood.

In the process of this seed waking up and sprouting, Yi Xiaoyao's whole temperament is subtly changing.

He slowly felt that a hidden power in his body was growing, it was not a power that could actually cause damage, but something extremely illusory.

"Crack!"

A slight cracking sound, which only Yi Xiaoyao could hear, sounded in his soul.

At this moment, he inexplicably felt that he had some kind of supreme power. Even though his cultivation had not improved, he felt that he had entered a higher level.

This is impressively, the natural level of the living beings, and the promotion caused by the awakening of the tyrant species!
If Yi Xiaoyao was a snake before, now he is a real dragon!
Of course, this real dragon is only in the young dragon stage.

While continuing to absorb the incense, the young dragon is still growing rapidly.

At this moment, the space outside the ancient secret book has changed!
It seems to indicate that a generation of emperors will be born here!

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(End of this chapter)