3552: C3552 Twelve Fiends

C3552 Twelve Fiends

Just like that, Long Yan was brought away by Great Emperor Haotian, and very few people could guess where he had gone to with Long Yan.

Come without a trace, perhaps this is the Emperor's style of doing things.

The Four Great Martial Kings and some of the higher ups naturally understood that they were worried for Long Yan.

Presumably, even if it's heart, it would still be sinister and terrifying. And Long Yan wanted to suppress that sinister and terrifying devil heart in his own Illusory Dragon Kingdom.

When they thought of this, all of them expressed their gratitude that they did not even have the courage to do so. Their own feelings would be extremely terrifying, and every day, they would feel their hair standing on end.

However, if he wanted to obtain the 24 Demon Sealing Blades that suppressed his heart, that was his condition.

"Kid Long Yan, you have guts."

As the experts at the top watched the hundreds of millions of disciples leaving towards the Ancestral Tomb Holy Land, how could they possibly know the pressure Long Yan was feeling?

The four Great Martial Kings were also silent. The Great Way of the Buddha and Gudu Kuangxiong, were both maintaining order, who knew how long Long Yan could be an Emperor Sacred Martial Saint, in the end, the twelve previous Martial Saints all died under the Nirvana Tribulation Stage. So, would Long Yan become the next or would he just continue creating miracles?

This young man had courage, intelligence, and fearlessness. He had a personality that refused to yield to him, would never let go, and knew how to endure hardships. He was truly convinced in his heart by Long Yan.

"Great Emperor, what did you take Long Yan to do?" Many of the lower level experts did not understand, and even the upper level experts did not necessarily know of it.

"Long Yan is truly the most heaven-defying little genius that I have ever seen. Even when I was young, I couldn't compare to him. The Martial King sighed with emotion.

"Hahahaha, and me too, although I was not on good terms with any of you in the past, but little Long Yan is indeed the last person I have ever seen with wisdom and courage, and his own strength is also top, no wonder he could become a Holy Martial Saint, I am willing to submit to him."

This time, even the Dragon Lake City's Martial King started to heartily laugh. Although he would usually be a bit irritable, when they truly made contact, he was not unreasonable.

The four or three Martial Kings also laughed. Only then did they return to the Martial Saint Realm.

The Sacrificial God Mountain. When the sun set, almost everyone who should have left had already left. Some of the martial artists that were left behind couldn't help but shiver.

When the mountain was sealed, the heroic spirits of the ancestors had already flown over the entire mountain, letting out ghostly wails and wolf howls.

At the core of the Martial God Imperial Palace were twelve huge golden bronze statues. The golden light was incomparably resplendent.

Long Yan had been brought here by the Ancestor, and even now, he still couldn't see clearly what the Emperor looked like!

In an auspicious cloud filled with golden light, Long Yan was practically being supported. Then, his body felt a wave of protected feeling.

From the outside, they flew directly into the twelve golden bronze statues.

In fact, this is the best I can do for my primordial spirit, even if I leave the realm of the seventh level of the Holy Palace, I would have already expended a lot of energy. I am still unwilling to leave this world, only after I have seen the Master of Nether Spring killed did I finally accept it, all these years, I have been looking everywhere for a true genius, and he was even the descendant of a Divine Dragon, and I finally found him. You are the best gift the heavens have given me, hahahaha, I think that the future Imperial Palace can really save me, follow me in.

After Long Yan was brought inside by the golden cloud, from here, he could clearly see the contours of the twelve gigantic bronze statues, as well as their sinister appearances.

The eyes of all twenty baleful martial gods were bulging, and they had sharp teeth. Moreover, they looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.

These twelve Evil Spirits actually looked like this, looking like twelve terrifying devils.

Furthermore, there were a few huge bronze statues among them. Their noses were all very big, just like the beastmen. Of course, they were definitely not beastmen, but true humans.

At this time, the Great Emperor explained, "What, weren't they intimidated by their appearances? Don't be surprised, their appearances are just like that. Forgotten, they are all considered ancient people, so it's hard to avoid looking a little shabby. You might be even more scared if you see my appearance."

Long Yan quickly calmed himself down, and laughed: "Senior Ancestor, you do not seem to have the guts to look down on me, Long Yan. Do you look very terrifying, haha, where is the heart of the Netherworld Devil that you spoke of?"

As Long Yan spoke, he looked around him. The space they were in was ten thousand meters in the air, and the twelve great golden bronze men were all nearly a thousand meters tall. They were all in a circle, so the space inside was also very large.

She remembered the time she first entered the Holy Palace during the Heavenly Sacred Palace's selection. At that time, she raised her head and looked at the twelve huge golden bronze statues.

The Ancestor continued, "First, get familiar with this place. I'll take you there in a bit."2

However, Long Yan could still feel that he seemed to be missing something. Back then, when the twelve Fierce Demon Martial Gods followed him for the war, they were all seniors of the older generation. Long Yan stood there with a very strong sense of reverence in his heart.

Emperor Haotian, it's truly unimaginable that he has already lived for millions of years. How terrifying of a age is this? In this lifetime, he has experienced far too many years, and all his life, he has even sacrificed himself for the Imperial Palace, exhausting his entire life.

It was obvious that he missed this place very much. Very quickly, the Ancestor circled around this place a few times before stopping and going over to Long Yan's side.

A golden ray of light formed a blurry human figure. The human figure looked extremely old, with a wrinkled appearance and a head full of white hair.

"Ancestor, please speak." Being stared at by the golden light, Long Yan felt unnatural.

"Have you really thought this through clearly? In fact, even without putting the devil heart into your country, I will still let you sit in the position of the Holy Emperor. Once you decide what to do, it is very likely that the Blood Demon of Nether Springs will attack you first."

Long Yan could hear Emperor Haotian's worry, and even when he was speaking, he looked extremely serious, as if the air was congealing.

Long Yan nodded his head: "Ancestor, when you asked me, I had already made up my mind, in this world, other than you, I am the second person who has truly seen the Serene Spring, he does not look so terrifying. Relatively speaking, he has a very deep grievance in his heart, I think that even if I suppress his heart, in the future, he would not kill me so quickly.

"Yes, indeed, you are the most suitable candidate. In this world, I can't find a second person because other people's Divine Kingdom can't do this either. Only your Dragon Country can."

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