Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me-Chapter 1502 - 1501: Lining Up to Challenge

"No!"

The Sky Demon shouted.

Unfortunately, he ultimately had no chance.

The next moment, his body transformed into a soft liquid, attempting to slip away.

Wang Ye naturally didn’t let him go, summoning the Chaos Black Flame with his right hand, firmly blocking the opponent and wrapping him up once more.

Such a terrifying situation left the opponent with no chance of escape.

The Sky Demons understood he had no way out, so they knelt down to beg for mercy.

But the situation left him with no chance.

"Don’t worry, you won’t be the last."

Wang Ye smiled as he placed his right hand on the opponent’s Celestial Cover.

The next moment, the guy turned into a demented fool, part of his brain scrambled.

To prevent the opponent from revealing more, Wang Ye didn’t directly open the formation this time.

Instead, he searched the opponent’s Storage Ring for treasures, trying to find a suitable Cultivation Technique for someone in the Middle Period Xuan Emperor stage.

After some searching, he indeed found something.

As things developed, he also found a somewhat special technique, "Soul Severance Technique."

Though it didn’t seem too miraculous, it could compensate for the current situation.

Wang Ye saw that this Cultivation Technique was a method to cleanse the Dharma Aspect; understanding that future battles should use the Dharma Aspect as much as possible, he discovered the aspect’s enhancement could employ a special method.

The technique he now held was one that extracted the Divine Soul of an opponent to nourish his own Dharma Aspect.

Although this was a path less trodden in cultivation, it could be considered an effective technique.

Especially since the technique stated that if an opponent’s Divine Soul is extracted, the person upon whom it is cast would directly lose memory.

The following situation was somewhat different.

Wang Ye realized the technique could only be practiced by the Demon Race, which made him uncomfortable.

However, to practice this technique, he thought of a method: absorb the bloodline of the Demon Race and attempt to cultivate it.

Then, he acted accordingly. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

After half an hour of attempts, he succeeded.

This unexpected result also led him to extract half of the Sky Demon’s blood and start cultivating.

As a result, more time was consumed.

However, this did not affect Wang Ye.

The situation outside the arena grew lively.

The Dragon Race, Demon Race, and Human Race were keenly interested in the battle.

Could a shape-shifting demon at the Immortal King Realm not defeat a Middle Period Xuan Emperor of the Human Race?

The more time passed without seeing anyone on the arena, the more people began to speculate about what was happening.

During this time, Wang Ye also considered ending it quickly.

But upon discovering that cultivating this technique allowed him to change his aura, transforming it entirely into that of the Demon Race, he decided to continue practicing.

Only after three hours did he contentedly open the arena’s formation while continuing to feign serious injury.

This time, everyone outside the arena was dumbfounded.

They couldn’t comprehend what was happening.

What puzzled everyone was that the Sky Demon losing seemed strange, leading to others looking at Wang Ye with different expressions.

Yet they couldn’t detect any flaw, nor did they understand how Wang Ye won two consecutive matches.

This situation only stoked more curiosity.

So much so, more Demonic Humans wanted to challenge Wang Ye.

This led to a queue to challenge Wang Ye directly.

They all had ulterior motives for wanting to challenge him.

Because no matter where it was advantageous, the Human Clan Heavenly Gods Temple had already gained two fixed places for the Demon Race to enter the Ancient Battlefield Secret Realm.

What was even more intriguing was that Wang Ye was still alive?

This made the Demon Race feel something was amiss.

But Wang Ye had hidden all flaws well, even intentionally injuring himself, making others believe he was badly hurt.

Lin Celestial Honor saw this and comfortingly advised him to rest well.

On the other hand, Zhao Tianzun still wanted to take the slot to enter the Ancient Battlefield Secret Realm.

Thus, Wang Ye had no choice but to accept a new challenge, forced by Zhao Tianzun.

It seemed Wang Ye was aggrieved, but in truth, he was quite pleased internally.

As long as this continued, more slots would be secured.

Wang Ye also intended to seize the opportunity to continue practicing the "Soul Severance Technique"!

He believed that upon entering the Ancient Battlefield Secret Realm, it would be necessary to modify his aura to avoid pursuit and entrapment from all clans.

Now was an excellent opportunity that naturally couldn’t be missed.

As the situation shifted dramatically, the Dragon Race and the Demon Race also demanded to join the queue to challenge Wang Ye.

However, so many couldn’t challenge him one-on-one.

To secure a challenge opportunity, more Demon Race members raised the stakes with slots at play.

"Kid, I’ll compete with you for three slots. If you win, my three slots are yours. If you lose, I want your life and your slots."

"If that’s the case, ask him."

Hearing the Demon Race’s demand, Wang Ye turned away from Zhao Tianzun.

Knowing the guy was a pawn of the Seven False Gods, he naturally wanted to divert trouble onto him.

Indeed, upon hearing Wang Ye’s words, the Demon Race assumed Zhao Tianzun orchestrated everything, thus targeting him.

The Daozun Realm experts within the Demon Race also remembered Zhao Tianzun.

In their view, this old fellow was targeting the Demon Race.

This realization finally struck Zhao Tianzun, revealing the issue.

He immediately explained that it was all Lin Celestial Honor’s arrangement.

Unfortunately, Wang Ye’s previous words had put him in an awkward situation.

Wang Ye looked at the old thing humorlessly and finally had a way to counteract him.

Lin Celestial Honor, on the side, secretly chuckled, appreciating Wang Ye’s cleverness.

The ensuing situation was just the Demon Race persistently questioning Zhao Tianzun whether he would accept the challenge.

The Dragon, Demon, and Human races queued for a challenge, leaving him unsure whom to have face Wang Ye in the third round.

No matter who went in, a price had to be paid.

The first two battles had already tired Wang Ye, leading others to believe they could easily knock Wang Ye off the platform in the third round.

Thus, more slots became stakes.

The Demon Race, aiming to recover their resources, directly raised the stake to ten slots.

This statement made the Dragon and Demon races hesitate to cut in line.

However, Zhao Tianzun wore a mournful face.

If Wang Ye won again, the direct consequence would be the Demon Race transferring all their resentment onto Zhao Tianzun.

A difficult choice hung over him like a blade; failing to handle it well could lead to serious trouble.

This could even lead to actions against Zhao Tianzun by the Demon Race after the match.

Wang Ye, however, seemed indifferent, just watching what decision the old fellow would make.