Peerless Martial God

Shocked voices rang out, and in the void, it was as if a gigantic ancient gate had opened. The eight gigantic doors appeared in the air, forming a fan shape and enveloping the space above Emperor Tomb.    

The spectators all inclined their heads, staring at the eight gigantic gates that appeared out of thin air. They were all filled with a terrifying sealing power.    

"The rumors say that the Snow Moon Crown Prince Duan Wudao possesses a Martial Soul Of Blood Lineage and its Martial Soul is a Gate of Seal. Looks like the rumors are true. Many people who had heard of Duan Wudao before felt their hearts tremble, it was terrifying, the eight Gate of Seal s, were all sealed, who knew how much power this Gate of Seal would have.    

The ancestor of the Snow Moon Kingdom royal family had nine sets of Gate of Seal s, and those nine Gate of Seal s were the limit of the Martial Soul s. But now, Duan Wudao's Ninth Level of Profound Martial Stage cultivation had already obtained eight sets of Gate of Seal s, the strength of his Blood Lineage Strength and the level of his talent could be clearly seen.    

"Emperor Tomb, when the Gate of Seal appears, you won't have any chance." Duan Wudao said coldly, the overbearing aura of the King's Dao on his body, became more and more powerful.    

"Even if it's a Gate of Seal, it won't be able to seal my Cang Tian Blood, Cang Tian Martial Soul." Di Ling's eyes became colder and colder. The aura exuding from his body was no longer as strong as before.    

"Even if I can't seal your divine bloodline, I can still seal your people." Duan Wudao's hands condensed into a seal, and angrily shouted: "Seal!"    

As soon as Duan Wudao finished speaking, the eight Gate of Seal s moved at the same time, transforming into streaks of black light. With a rumbling sound, they sealed Di Ling's body, as if they were going to penetrate into his body.    

"Blood of the Heavens!" The Gate of Seal could not enter his body one by one. He was very clear that if the Gate of Seal entered his body, the one sealed would not be his person, but his Martial Soul, cultivation, and even his life.    

"Boom!"    

However, the other seven Gate of Seal s were still tightly sealing his body. The body of the Emperor Tomb was frantically struggling, causing the seven Gate of Seal s to tremble, as if they were unable to seal his tyrannical power of the heavens.    

"Break for me!" Di Ling roared as he unleashed his full power of the heavens. Another set of Gate of Seal turned into specks of light and disappeared into the air. With his domineering power, he caused the Gate of Seal to shatter into pieces.    

"You have no chance." Duan Wudao let out a voice as his body trembled, and he stepped onto the air. After that, his body turned upside down, his head falling down, he smashed towards the imperial tomb below. The tyrannical King Aura s transformed into waves after waves of unparalleled tyrannical energy flowing through his body.    

Di Ling raised his head and looked at Duan Wudao. His eyes had turned red and his body was stuck in place.    

"KILL, KILL, KILL!"    

Rolling roars came out from Di Ling's mouth. The energy of heaven and earth was pressing down from above, the power of the peak Ninth Level of Profound Martial Stage was not holding back at all.    

"Seal!"    

Duan Wudao roared out, and a sealing force spread out from his body, as though it had sealed this terrifying aura completely. After that, he extended his hand and fiercely trembled, and an explosive sound rang out.    

"Break …" Emperor Tomb howled in madness, as the blood in his body soared to the skies. The blood of the Heavens was frenziedly trying to fight against the Heavens, and the whistling sound caused the eardrums of the crowd to vibrate frenziedly. The strength contained within was simply too terrifying.    

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM! The seal of the Martial Soul was shattered by the Emperor Tomb's terrifying power. The powerful energy that emanated from the Emperor Tomb caused people to be shocked and they wanted to crawl.    

"Kill!" In that short moment, it was as if countless king-like fists had been punched out. Di Ling hurriedly raised his head to welcome them, but there were unceasing sounds of impact, as his body continued to fall, until it was smashed into the ground by Duan Wudao.    

The stage exploded crazily, and the two of their bodies had completely disappeared. The spectators could only feel that their legs were trembling non-stop, Duan Wudao didn't even give Di Ling a chance to breathe, not even a second.    

When a figure shot out from the ground and stood on the Snow Domain Competition's arena once again, the entire crowd was stunned. Duan Wudao, the final champion of Snow Domain Competition, was actually him, a peerless genius who had walked out from Xue Yue's place.    

Di Ling also quickly came out from the ground, his entire body's aura was intensely fluctuating, his clothes were torn, making him look extremely miserable. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes, were extremely cold as he stared at Duan Wudao.    

He lost, Di Ling never thought that he would actually lose in battle, and lose to Duan Wudao. This Snow Domain Competition which was the focus of most of the Snow Domain had succeeded Duan Wudao, so he, Di Ling, could only be placed in the second place.    

"Duan Wudao, I will defeat you and wash away today's shame."    

Di Ling turned around, directly returned to his own seat and sat down cross-legged, and started to recuperate. Although on the surface, it looked unharmed, but at this moment, his internal organs were rolling non-stop, as he suffered huge injuries. Duan Wudao's wave of fierce attack just now, wanted him to stop fighting and directly admit defeat.    

"I'll wait for you." Duan Wudao said indifferently. He also returned to his original position and closed his eyes to rest.    

"Phew …" Duan Wudao, as the champion of Snow Domain Competition, was the strongest genius, but he could only be ranked second in the entire Emperor Tomb. Even if Jun Moxi asked him to, he was afraid that he would only be ranked third.    

With the terrifying clash between Di Ling and Duan Wudao, the other people's battles would not be able to attract the attention of the crowd. Now, it was possible for Lin Feng's battle with Di Ling and Duan Wudao to attract their attention.    

When it was Lin Feng's turn again, Emperor Tomb and Duan Wudao were still meditating, and Xue Wuchang ordered the others to fight.    

When the other fights ended, the outcome of the Snow Domain Competition matches was almost out. Jun Moxi's fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh were Ling Xiao, and the eighth was actually Yun Feiyang, followed by Deadwood, and the tenth was Qing Mengxin. Only when it was Yu Xiaoxiao's turn, was three of the so-called eight geniuses squeezed out of the competition, and Yu Mo died in battle while Deadwood and Yu Xiaoxiao were squeezed out of the fight.    

Lin Feng, Tang Youyou and Yun Feiyang had replaced the three of them.    

Right now, there was only Duan Wudao, Di Ling and Lin Feng who had not been determined on their rankings, but the spectators had already arranged their seats in their hearts. Duan Wudao was ranked first, Di Ling was second, and Lin Feng was third.    

Night gradually passed and the sky once again became bright. The people behind the Snow Domain Competition had all stopped fighting, and now, there seemed to only be two battles left.    

Because Jun Moxi had given up, he didn't even plan on fighting Duan Wudao anymore. Hence, only Lin Feng was going to fight Di Ling and Duan Wudao.    

The center of the entire Snow Domain Competition stage was exceptionally quiet. The fresh air blew against their bodies, causing them to feel a tinge of coldness.    

The crowd even admired Lin Feng's calmness a little. Since he had promised Jun Moxi that he would fight and fight, he would have to face the Emperor Tomb and Duan Wudao. He was actually still able to be so indifferent even when facing two truly terrifying opponents.    

"Chi, chi!"    

Accompanied by a 'chi' sound, a terrifying tyrannical aura emanated forth from Di Ling's body. He opened his eyes, his gaze so sharp that it seemed as though he wanted to stab someone.    

At the same time, Duan Wudao's closed eyes also opened. Although his injuries were far inferior to the imperial mausoleum's, because the Martial Soul had solidified, it had been shattered by the imperial mausoleum. His soul was injured and thus, it had been recovering for a long time.    

"We're awake. We're finally starting again." As the crowd watched the two of them, they opened their eyes. The last two battles of Snow Domain Competition were about to begin, and even though the conclusion of the battle seemed to already be decided, they still hoped that the final two battles would bring them shock.