Grasping Evil

“Objection? Hey, St. Joe's will, can you do it? The old man is interested in what kind of triple reward Saint Joe would have if he had truly given it. ”

The Buddha Cry Emperor does not hide the color of expectation on his face.

Not only is Buddha crying alone, but several other emperors, apart from the Lutuo Emperor, are very concerned about the forthcoming gift of Saint Joe to Ningfan.

He had no idea about outside discourse. At this moment, his mind and mind were all in a pair with Shen XXIII. His body and mind were in an extremely strange state. His feet were clearly based on the ground, but he preferred the feeling that he would be the top of the list.

As if he were standing at this moment, not on the flat ground, but at the height of an unreachable place, looking down at the billions of magic repairs in the sky.

It's like being at the peak of all demons!

This is the biocidal technique after the combination of techniques, which gives Ningfan a feeling, and because of the provocation of such biocidal technique, Ningfan has an indescribable and noble temperament.

That temperament would have been extremely negligent, but as Ning Fan repeatedly bombarded Shen XXIII's broken sword, it became clearer.

The plan is arbitrary, bullying the world, there is no such thing as an undefeated demon! This is the only Demon Master that can possess!

Because of the short biocidal time of the convergence of enlightenment techniques, this demonic master temperament is not obvious, but it is still caught by some of the Big Belgian old monsters here, secretly surprised.

Surprisingly, nature is the moment when the smell of the demonic lord on Ning Fan's body flashes. It gives them the sense of immortality. It is as if Ning Fan, the ancient demon, was the moon and sea star on that day, and these Buddhism are the mud and sand dust in the fields.

In the face of Ningfan, there is an indescribable sense of inferiority in the trance!

When the Buddha faces the devil, he feels humble! As a proud Buddhist Buddhist, he was ashamed of himself, saying that his Buddhist law was not firm enough, and there were no other speculations. Of course, they will not speak of this inferiority, let other Buddhist companions make fun of it, still remain comfortable with their faces and remain silent.

1147 swords, 1148 swords, 1149 swords...

Ningfan's trial score is still rising! This matter exceeded everyone's expectations. The hardest thing for the off-site audience to understand is that the previous breakthrough of the hundred swords appeared to be difficult Ningfan. Behind it, it became more and more surplus, and no longer showed a strenuous posture, as if the strength of the body was not exhausted.

Instead, the examination of the corpse demon Shen XXIII, the breath weakened. Under each other, Ningfan actually occupied more and more upper winds in the confrontation with the examination corpse demon.

Wind and rain whistle!

In the wind and rain, once more, the claws of the demon, the breaking sword and the loud noise of the bombardment, constantly in the ears!

2,000 swords!

Three thousand swords!

Four thousand swords!

3051 Sword, this is the highest score ever made by an examiner who took the second round of the mausoleum countless years ago, and Ningfan, long overstepped that record.

If there is no accident, Ningfan can even continue to bomb with Shen 23 pairs, because of biocidal reasons, he does not have the possibility to exhaust this, it is the achievements of 10,000 swords and 100,000 swords, as long as the conditions allow, it is possible to achieve.

However, what Ningfan was pursuing was not that meagre achievement. With the 4714th sword, he finally destroyed the last half of Shin's giant sword with the sharpness of the Nightingale Claw!

On the high stage, on all sides of the square, shouting out loud!

“As if I can't see the score here, my husband would very much like to know how many swords this demon can take under this sublimit. Unfortunately, this demon's sword has been destroyed. It seems that the score here can only be stopped. After all, the test of strength is determined by the number of cuts taken, if the sword is broken...”

The Buddha cried emperor's voice was unfinished and suddenly his eyes were full.

But after Ning Fan completely destroyed Shen 23 giant sword, without any hesitation, he went toward Shen 23 again!

What do you want to do?

Looking at the Rin Killing Machine leaking on this son, trying to destroy the corpse demon is impossible!

As if to confirm the Buddha Cry Emperor's speculation, the next moment, Ningfan had approached Shen XXIII and flew halfway into the sky, his left hand sharp as a blade fingernail, pounding, and stabbed Shen XXIII's eyebrow!

The golden hoop that binds the heart of Shen 23 eyebrows is also broken from the break, completely unable to withstand the sharpness of Nightingale claws!

There was no anticipated defensive resistance, because Shen XXIII's few wits had no idea what to do after the destruction of the giant sword. He just stood there silly and took Ningfan's fatal blow.

Without the anticipated hardness of the flesh, the flesh of Shen XXIII is too decaying. If the great and most powerful people repair Shen XXIII's flesh, their physical defense will definitely reach the most horrific level. Of course, even a decaying body is hard enough to resist the vast majority of attacks. Unfortunately, the vast majority of attacks here do not include the sharp blow of the Nightingale claw.

Shen XXIII didn't feel the pain in his eyebrows. He just looked at Ningfan nearby. For some reason, he seemed to have a slight sense of relief.

At the flesh and blood, a little heat seemed to rise, causing him to stop beating his heart, suddenly trembling and having a little emotion.

“Thanks!” The flesh and body that has been dead for countless years is thankful to Ning Fan. This thanks to this came, Shin XXIII did not understand, only felt extremely tired eyes, finally can close.

“All the way! ”

Ningfan seemed to speak to herself, his left hand suddenly burst with refinement, turned into a slash, and in Shen XXIII eyebrow heart burst. Five magic claws are slashed, and in Shen's twenty-third body is rampant. In the blink of an eye, the body of Shen's twenty-three thousand sores will be completely destroyed from the inside out and corroded by the years!

With a loud bang, Shen XXIII flesh exploded and turned into heavenly blood mist. Then, the blood mist was washed by rainwater and turned into a ground of blood water, with the rotten odor of the years.

Dead silence! No one expected Ningfan to make a sudden attempt in the trial and kill the Corpse Examiner!

Cruel, cruel! The exam demon said he was cheap and bullied, but the Big Bad never wanted to hurt his life. Better still, even the examiner dares to kill, killing is too heavy!

Since ancient times, I have dared to test and destroy the Corpse Examiner Demon. I would rather Fan be the first!

Only momentarily, Ningfan has been treated as a demon by the people around him who have studied Buddhism. Regardless of his strength, he is definitely a monster who kills people without blinking!

“Is it over...”

Ningfan was not interested in the sight of him as a tiger leopard, but closed his eyes and felt silent.

He who pushed the biocidal technique could hear a cry that no one else could hear. After he destroyed Shen XXIII's body, the ancient demon crying spread in this great inferior people, one less...

Is this the demonic burial Shen XXIII wants... no tombstone, no coffin, no candles, no sorrow, no worshippers and thinkers, no relatives, no fornication, no future, no past... just strangers.

It's probably the worst funeral in the world.

But compared to life as a corpse demon, this kind of burial should already be a luxury.

Shen XXIII, got real rest, so good. All the way... good to go.

Hmm? This is...

Fan's gaze suddenly stirred, but it was stained, suddenly flying out of the tens of millions of blood lines into his body.

At first, he tried to defend himself against one or two, but realized that all the blood lines were good, leaving the blood lines to enter.

Seems like it's a good idea to bury Shen XXIII?

Those lines that were injected into Ningfan's body were the essence of the demonic blood in Shen 23 deep hidden flesh. At this moment, they were injected into Ningfan's body as if there were no barriers. They were directly dissolved in Ningfan's blood. Suddenly, Ningfan's demonic blood level was greatly improved. Before, he had incorporated four drops of the demonic blood of the ancestors into the demonic charm. But now, due to the killing of Shen 23, there are signs of the formation of the fifth drop of the ancient demonic blood!

The fifth drop of Ancient Demon ancestral blood only condensed into a third, not completely formed. Forgive me, but it also made Ningfan Demon Wisdom grow a lot!

Its ancient magic cultivation, with the same Dafu upgrade, actually went directly toward the Tenth Ne of Heaven, directly into the majority, and fell on others, even though the cultivation of millions more years of hard work!

“Is it not the owner of biocide, who buries every ancient demon, who reaps such enormous benefits? ”

Ningfan was slightly silent and then smiled. He was only sent to bury Shen XXIII out of respect for Zidou Xianjie, and of course, he would not refuse if he could gain some benefit from it.

Feeling the surge in the body, blood grade, I don't know if it is time to be happy about Shen XXIII's departure or happy for myself.

However, the mutation in the field quickly dispelled his thinking.

After the blood line entered the body, the Buddha suddenly made a big scene on the square, and there were three golden and eye-catching chests that appeared in the middle of the air. An unimaginable tremendous amount of pressure swept across the place in a flash, like a paradise!

Ning Fan's inner heart was a dark shock. He practiced for many years. He was definitely not weak, but under this pressure, he still felt helpless like an ant!

This is Saint Vigilance!

Fortunately, although the pressure here is huge, it has no intention of oppression. It is soft as water. Otherwise, Ningfan really doesn't know how to counteract this pressure.

The inhabitants of the great and humble who watched the appraisal here, after feeling the repression of the saints, were shocked and knelt down, obviously not expecting the repression of the saints to come.

The Immortal Buddha on the high stage stood up. Although not kneeling, he also dared not sit down in the face of this heavenly Buddha light, and stood respectfully.

A reward can be obtained over a thousand swords. Naturally, this matter cannot be hidden from the immortal Buddha present, but most of the inhabitants of the great and humble are of short age. I have not seen the reward of a thousand swords many years ago. I will naturally be curious.

Ning Fan didn't know why the three chests appeared, but he was good at gathering intelligence, and when the plagiarism opened quietly, he saw the reason from some of the second nuns present.

Turns out you've earned a Thousand Swords in the Trial of Strength, and you've also been awarded a Saint! It was a surprise.

“... inmates are round and indefinite inside and outside. Dreams are as awake as dust. The avenue is pale, its large and humble, the weeds are separated, and its head is bowed and tough..."

In the moment when this ancient voice sounds, all the great and humble people here start shouting with fanaticism.

“Welcome to the will of Saint Joe! ”

Saint Joe's will! Of this great inferior, the only one who can be described as Saint Joe, without a doubt, is the saint of medicine named Southern Medicine Holy!

The saint is dead, but his will becomes the rule of heaven and earth, and stays in the holy realm of the Great Dan. This voice is the will of the saints in heaven and earth!

The will of the saints does not think, naturally does not talk to people, it is just a mechanical operation to convey rewards to Ningfan.

Three treasure chests in the middle of the sky suddenly fell in front of Ningfan, then the first chest opened itself with a scratch.

“The rules of the Great Lower Nation, the Trial of Strength earned the grades of more than a thousand swords, and the will of the Holy Journey came and gave. This is your chance, don't miss it, choose from the triple rewards of Saint Joe, be careful! ”

Four of the five emperors of Zhongzhou spoke and explained to Ningfan. Nothing to talk about, naturally it is the building emperor who is not on the right path with Ningfan.

After the Four Emperors sounded a reminder, the ancient voice spoke.

“Our relics are handed down only to those who can. Whoever tries a thousand swords will have our relics, one of three choices. This is the first thing! ”

Time, everyone's eyes, are focused on the first chest. But whoever knows something about the reward of the Thousand Swords, it is implicit to speculate on what reward they will receive. Those who did not know, also learned about the prize after the voices of the four emperors and the will of Saint Joe.

The treasure chest opens, the first thing people see is a golden lotus stage, this lotus stage is not a treasure, let many fairy Buddha breathe in air, is a floating gold lotus on the lotus stage.

The eyes of the Four Emperors are all slight, and the Lutuo Emperor looks heavy. I didn't expect Ningfan to get the first reward option, so this is the treasure.

Build Golden Lotus!

This object exists only in the legend of the Great Belgians, not for eating, but for shaping bones! According to the ancient Big Lowlife Book, once there was a fairy honor of the ancient Buddha to extinguish flesh and reshape the bone flesh with the creation of lotus flesh. The obtained body of lotus flesh is immensely strong. Although this person is still a fairy honor, the flesh alone has swept the realm of the Immortal King, and can even fight the Quan Emperor without falling into the wind!

Of course, this thing has its drawbacks. Lotus flesh, though incredibly powerful, can be repaired forever. Once the body of lotus flesh is formed, it means that it can no longer be cultivated through cultivation, which is the end of a lifetime of cultivation.

However, these shortcomings are not a major problem.

The vast majority of monks, unable to practise the realm of the Quasi-Emperor in their lifetime, can possess comparable bodies of the Quasi-Emperor, have been satisfied, and are not expected to continue to advance to the rank of true Immortal Emperor.

Even those old monsters who aspire to the Immortal Emperor will not look down on this object. Why must you make your own flesh into lotus flesh? It is perfectly possible to get a second god and give a strong body to the second god. In this way, you can directly create an extra loyal quasi-emperor, and it does not affect the future achievements of the body.

Even if you don't shape the body of the Second Divine God, you can make a puppet of the body of the Lotus Root. The Lotus Puppet of the Quasi-Director is also very strong.

Ning Fan glanced at Jinlian Roo and moved extremely.

This object is not only recorded in the Big Bad Ancient Book, but also recorded in the four days of Ancient Book, it is also mentioned in the ancient memory inheritance.

If you chose this item, it would be nice to make a Lotus Puppet comparable to the Emperor's...

But at the moment, it's no better than making a choice, because there are two boxes in the back that haven't been opened.

“This is the second thing! ”

The voice of the saint fell and the second box was opened.

Golden light scattered, the contents of the box is a treasure pestle surrounding the purple flame, photographing the innate taste of the treasure, shaking everyone's heart, the Immortal Emperor is no exception.

“It's a congenital treasure! Impossible, no one has ever been given the gift of a former saint! How can he be so lucky? ”

This time, the Lutuo Emperor shouted out in cynicism and indifference.

This jealousy, too, is in reason. For the Immortal Emperor, the number of congenital pharaohs can almost mean combat power. The vast majority of Immortals have only one innate magic treasure. Imagine, if you are equivalent to the other Immortal, you have two innate magic treasures, and the other has only one. It goes without saying who has the advantage. It is unfortunate that the congenital magic treasure can be encountered but cannot be demanded. Too few magic emperors can possess two congenital magic treasures.

After so many years of hard work, Lutuo Emperor can only possess two congenital treasures, one of which is still a handicap… Ningfan, shallow bone spirits and low repair, but has the opportunity to obtain a congenital treasure, which really makes him a little jealous.

Not only the Lutuo Emperor, but also the other Four Emperors, also have some stiffness in their faces. Obviously, I had no idea that Ning Fan had such good luck, saying he was not envious, it was impossible.

Before I saw the first treasure chest to create the Golden Lotus, the emperors were just glaring at each other. It was impossible to overdo it. After all, quasi-emperor puppets are of little use in the battle of the Immortal Emperor.

But congenital Fabo is different... this thing is too expensive! Even if it's just an innate product, it's definitely an undesirable thing to meet!

Instead, Ningfan looked at the eyes of the second treasure chest, without the first treasure chest being hot.

The congenital treasure, he is not missing, what he is missing is the use of the congenital treasure to modify. This innate pestle appears to be a powerful attack treasure, unfortunately it is only innate and completely incomparable with his flooded bottle. Even if he chooses this congenital pharmacopoeia, using it as his fix, it will be difficult to use its power. Instead, there is no use for the golden lotus.

Well, it would be more convenient to have a quasi-emperor to fight, at least not in the future, enough to sweep the Immortal King's realm of the strong...

The third chest also opened as Ningfan's mind flew.

Unlike the first two chests, when the third chest was opened, there was no golden glitter emitted, and the chest was empty, with only one worn wooden plaque.

There is no lettering on the wooden medal, much less the smell of treasure. On the surface, it is a plain wooden medal.

But can plain wooden medals be considered a saint's reward?

Even a fool knows that the wooden plaque has some special purpose, and of course, the exact purpose is unknown.

The fairy Buddha on the high stage, every one of them is a fuzzy color, rarely does anyone know what this object is used for.

On the high stage, only the five emperors of Zhongzhou know where this came from! Under the high stage, there is only a hidden slaughterhouse, the show frowned, a little heavy.

At this moment, all the five emperors of Zhongzhou look with fanaticism at the old wooden medals in the third chest.

They all know what it is!

But none of them came to explain to Ningfan how precious this thing is!

None of the five emperors is willing to choose this object. It is too precious, so precious as to make them jealous. Precious enough to allow Ningfan to break into the realm of the Immortal Emperor within a few years!

How could this child get such a treasure!

From the white look of the five emperors of Zhongzhou, Ningfan read this layer of meaning, his eyebrows had to wrinkle.

What exactly is this wooden medal? From the look of the emperors, it is definitely more precious than the innate Ping Fa Bao...

“This wooden medal, in the Holy Mountain, has a name, called Redeeming Blood Orders, and takes this object to the Holy Mountain to obtain the Holy Blood Heritage of our Holy Journal, to truly dilute the blood of the saints in exchange for their own blood. Once the inheritance is successful, within a few years, you can get a cultivation comparable to that of the Immortal Emperor, and practice later, even more so a thousand miles a day! ”

The rumor of the slaughterhouse suddenly sounded in Ningfan's mind.

I'd rather not change my face, but my heart is in shock. Holy blood inheritance, true dilution of saint's blood, breaking through the Immortal Emperor within a few years... this little wooden plaque has such a purpose!

No wonder the Five Emperors of Zhongzhou on the high stage didn't say anything about this! It must be too precious to let him choose!

The blood of a saint, even if diluted, is a legend, it actually exists! Years of breaking through the Immortal Emperor, this is too tempting, I think the world can resist this temptation is rare! However, Ningfan was not too passionate, and the repairs were often fair, and there was always a certain number of things to be done. With such great advantages, there will certainly be greater disadvantages behind it. He was convinced of that.

“There are drawbacks to wanting to come here.” Though his face was calm, he secretly preached to the slaughterhouse.

“Giggle, there's a lot of bad news. In those days, Ming Ming Buddha coincidentally, like you, was rewarded with blood order exchange. In his qualifications, he was not eligible to become the strongest man on the Holy Mountain, but now he is, the strongest man on the Holy Mountain, what a great name! Unfortunately, unfortunately, does his body really belong to him...” The slaughter sounds like he doesn't want to talk about it because it involves secrecy.

But that's enough to make Ning Fan think better.

Light Buddha, the strongest man on the Holy Mountain, chose to exchange blood for King's Landing on the Holy Mountain? What do you mean you don't belong to him?

cannot help but recall the calculations of the ancient Yin Mo ancestors in the brutal wilderness. His heart was cold for a while.

Is it true that the most powerful of the Hallowed Mountains, the Light Buddha, was also counted? Is this a huge trap for blood?

Rather than glancing at the slaughterhouse in a slight and invisible way, he was facing the slaughterhouse named Green Spirit, smiling as if not smiling eyes.

Qing Ling's nominal scarf husband suddenly did not cheerfully reproach Qing Ling a few sentences, and stared at Ning Fan several times, and found that his daughter-in-law and the head of Ning Da had committed adultery.

When he was speechless, he retracted his gaze and was too lazy to go to his little theater, and his inner mind thought implicitly about the warnings of the slaughterhouse.

Is it possible that the slaughterhouse is lying, this old wooden medal, not for what she says it is?

Or, her words are true and false, the use is true, the disadvantage is false...

Or, her words are true, but they are still hidden...

Rather than knowing whether to trust the slaughterhouse, from now on, this woman not only did not harm him, but sent him an illusion night pearl, but temporarily suppressed the ring to restore repair to...

But for the time being, is it really good, or is this woman conspiring more deeply than the others...

Looking at the three chests, Ningfan had hesitated for the first time. His hesitation was between the first chest and the third chest, and the second chest was completely ignored by him.

The impression given to Ningfan by the Greater Lowlife is illusion and deception. It is a superficially calm, yet deeply scary truth inside.

After repeated consideration, Ningfan was still unable to fully trust the slaughterhouse, and he chose partially to believe that he did not intend to choose to exchange blood orders. Even though the benefits of blood exchange orders are enormous, there must be drawbacks, rather than the forcible uplifting of blood exchange orders, Fan is more convinced of the painstaking repairs he has made.

“You, have a choice!” The ancient voices swung back to the heavens and the earth and asked.

“I choose the first chest!” Ningfan replied softly.

Time, four discussions!

The fairy Buddha on the high stage, every one of them looks wonderful, the five emperors of Zhongzhou are no exception.

The five emperors of Zhongzhou are convinced that Ningfan did not choose this item because he did not understand the precious value of wood medals. It is not surprising that he did not understand the highest secrecy of the Greater Belgian people and did not know the existence of blood exchange orders.

But even if you don't choose the third box, you should choose the second one, which in the mind of the vast majority of people is far more expensive than the first one.

The Innate Pharaoh is a thing that the Immortal Emperor sees as life. The creation of the Golden Lotus is only admired by the powerful below the Immortal Emperor. Why should we consider it?

But Ningfan chose not to choose the congenital Fabao, but to create the Golden Lotus... this IQ, nobody else.

A large group of bastards whose heads are not bright enough to make a mockery of Ningfan's foolishness.

The Emperor did not hide his inner disdain. Haha laughed. Naturally, the laughter was laughing, and his inner heart was balanced by Ningfan's choices.

Whether he chooses to exchange blood orders or congenital magic, he will be jealous to death, but if he chooses to make Golden Lotus, he will feel much better.

Oh, this child made a mistake!

I prefer to ignore the ridicule of others. If those people knew he had a congenital flooded bottle, they wouldn't laugh at him if they knew he even had an opener.

At different heights, the scenery he sees is naturally different, and he doesn't have to explain anything to the average person. For him, this golden lotus is the most practical thing, at least at this stage is the most practical. As for his future growth, will he still be worried that no congenital magic treasure is used?

His monastic life never lacked a treasure. If you don't have the treasure, grab it!

He obtained the golden lotus, and the other two boxes disappeared with the ancient sound, as if they had never existed.

And with the end of Saint Joe's gift, the Trial of Power is officially over.

Looking at more than 40,000 high scores on the scoreboard, Fanfan smiled slightly. He only earned such a high score after trying his strength. As long as the illusion trial did not perform too poorly, it should be enough for him to squeeze steadily into the first three. It is not difficult to get Nanhai Springs water.

Then, you can exchange the South Sea Springs for the information in the Hundred Flowers Emperor's mouth...

After the fall of Ningfan, the wind and rain subsided, some of the big and weak people just remembered, Ningfan seemed to even kill the test examiner of strength? This doesn't seem to have been pursued yet. The attention of all was drawn to the past by the gift of the Holy Journal, simply because of the subsequent emergence of the Holy Journal Award, ignoring the matter of punishment.

The rules for the second round of mausoleums naturally do not provide for reference, which cannot kill examiners.

But this one seems common sense. A man wouldn't kill a judge, would he?

Several Buddhist disciples whispered to the Buddhist Emperor, as if to remind him. The Emperor Nodded, looking for a reason to give Ning Fan some trouble, but the Emperor of Heaven opened his mouth in advance.

“The Trial of Power is over, a few small things, don't mention it! ”

As soon as this is said, Lu Tuo Emperor's face is so heavy that it is difficult to find Ning Fan any more trouble. The heart further determined that Tiandu Emperor and Ningfan had a strong relationship.

Fortunately, the Lutuo Emperor was very confident in the apprentice's killing of the hundredth floor. He was convinced that killing the hundredth floor would try and kill Ningfan in illusion, so he looked better.

Looking only at the results, Ning Fanli's trial results are quite counterproductive, but it fell into the eyes of the bright eye. Ning Fanli was only able to understand some secret method of restoring physical strength. When fighting flesh, his endurance was stronger than that of others.

Endurance does not represent combat power. Many confrontations are won or lost in a very short time. Confrontations that really need to test endurance are often times when both sides are equally powerful and difficult to win or lose!

The Lutu Emperor deeply understands that once his apprentice is desperate, he can also kill you. Don't say that Ningfan is not fully prosperous. Even if it is not repaired, the Lutu Emperor doesn't think that Ningfan can survive from the hundredth floor by some small means.

The anger of the destruction of the fire spirit of Lutuo Emperor finally calmed down a little when I thought of Ningfan children dying.

Unfortunately, his mood hasn't improved much. The Buddha's crying emperor's voice made him feel cloudy again.

“Don't forget our gambling appointment, your half of Bifu, but you lost to me. Leave it to me, will you? It's not a bad idea.” The Buddha Cry Emperor laughed with great pride.

“Huh! Don't worry, my husband is willing to gamble and lose. Stay here, he will fulfill this!” Lutuo Di bites the teething lane.

In his heart, he has already lost half of the Big Fire Spirit's account and counted it to Ning Fan's head. How could he lose if he didn't do too well!

Hate boy, you won't be able to jump long!

“The exam demon is dead, so the illusion trial will be presided over by the old man. Phantom trials need to be conducted by inter-tribal groups. Three tribal groups, the old man will wait for a fragrance time. After a fragrance, the teams of the three tribes will be disqualified from continuing to participate in the Phantom trials. After incense, my husband will open the door to the two realms of illusion trials! ”

Heavenly Emperor's voice, spread here and there in due course.