trance, and to give Ye Bufan a good lesson.Ma Da Jiang stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders, patting his chest and saying: "Su Lao Di, you can rest assured, your business is my busines...Ye Erlang stood behind him, this powerful aura emanating from him.

Ye Bufan was shocked. Such powerful aura had only been seen on cultivators at the Transcending Tribulation stage before. Could it be that Erlang had already stepped into the Transcending Tribulation stage

He used his divine sense to probe, and discovered that the soul power left by Lingxu Immortal in his sea of consciousness was completely empty, absorbed clean.

"So fast"

He was shocked once again. Back then, Jiang Fangzhou had taken three days to absorb the soul power left behind by the Evil Eye Daojun. But Ye Erlang in front of him hadn't even used three minutes.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Ye Erlang doesn't have his own thoughts or consciousness. He only has a super powerful physical body. You could say he is the purest kind of cultivator who focuses on flesh refinement.

He can fully unleash his power by absorbing soul energy, without any risk of backfiring.

And this physical body is too powerful, and the speed is far beyond what an ordinary Jiang Fangzhou can compare to.

After understanding this, he immediately became excited. Erlang's power and his own power were no different at all.

"Come on, punch me. Let's see how strong you really are."

Yè Búfán sent a command, feeling a bit out of place.

Erlang's current aura is that of a tribulation cultivator. He hastily added, "You only need to use one-tenth of your strength."

At this time, Ye Erlang had already moved. His strength boosted his speed to more than ten times faster than before, and he punched over.

Ye Bufan's purpose was to test Erlang's strength. He circulated his true energy to the extreme and also punched forward. The two fists collided together.

Only a deafening roar was heard, the entire space seemed to tremble, followed by a figure flying backward, crashing into the wall behind with a thud.

Ye Bufan crawled up from the ground, his arms aching, and his internal organs churning.

Fortunately, I only let Erlang use one-tenth of his power before. Otherwise, he would probably be either dead or severely injured now.

That would be tragic, I'm afraid he'd be the first person to kill himself.

At the same time, he also saw through Erlang's strength, which was in no way inferior to the Chimu Demon Venerable who had previously pursued him, even stronger. He should be at the peak of the early stage of crossing the tribulation.

In the past, Ye Erlang was basically invincible among his peers, but this time he would be a bit worse.

However, thinking about it makes sense. Although Lord Lingxu was powerful, he only left behind a wisp of his soul. Having this effect is already very good.

If it were the complete power of a soul, after Erlang absorbed it, his power would be even greater than it is now.

One shouldn't be too greedy, this harvest has already exceeded expectations.

A nine-day lotus fetus combined with a greatly increased strength for Erlang Shen, would be enough to make him dream of it and wake up smiling.

Thinking about this, Ye Bufan took Ye Erlang into the Dragon King Palace and then carefully searched the space.

The result is however empty, there's nothing.

It seems what Lingxu had said before was true, all the treasures were exchanged for spirit stones to nourish the Nine Heavens Lotus Embryo, leaving nothing behind.

Satisfied that there was nothing left to be found, Ye Bufan held the formation jade pendant in his palm and vanished.

In the main hall of Lingxu Palace, Su Ling霜 paced anxiously, occasionally looking up expectantly, hoping that her husband would return soon.

Jia Xu and others stood aside, for a long time there was still no movement, which made them more and more anxious.

Huang Shu said: "Young Island Master, do you think that fellow can obtain the inheritance of the senior"

Before Jiao Xu could speak, Zhao Ziheng interjected: "Impossible, that guy wasn't pretending to refuse just now A senior expert wouldn't indulge in his bad habit."

Zhao Ziyan frowned: "But it's been so long and there's still no movement. I don't know what happened."

Jiao Xu gritted his teeth and said, "It's best if that guy keeps acting like this, angering the senior masters and getting killed by them. That way, we all still have a chance."

Many people are envious and resentful. That's the inheritance of a tribulation peak powerhouse, something that is rare to encounter in a lifetime.

They wished Ye Bufan would be killed so they could have a chance at inheriting the legacy, after all there were only so many people in the hall right now.

"You have no chance left."

A clear and resonant voice echoed, and the moment it faded, a figure of extraordinary bearing appeared in the grand hall.

"My husband, you're finally back! Are you alright Were you hurt"

Su Lingxiang was both surprised and delighted, she directly threw herself into his arms, holding him tightly with both arms.

Ye Bufan gently patted the woman's back: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Jiāo Xù and the others all came over to take a look. What they cared about naturally wasn't Ye Bufan's life or death, they wanted to know if he had truly obtained the inheritance.

But after looking for a long time, they didn't see anything. The young man in front of them was still the same as before, his breath weak and showing no change at all.

Huang Shuo asked, "Did you obtain the inheritance"

Ye Bufan replied without turning around, "No."

"Really"

Hearing that he had not received the inheritance, everyone was overjoyed. Jiao Xu immediately asked, “Where is the senior Where is the venerable elder”

"Kill!"

"Uh... killed"

Several people listened with stunned expressions. That was a senior expert from the Transcending Tribulation Period, how could they possibly be killed

Besides, isn't it a divine consciousness left behind by the predecessors How could it be killed

Ye Bufan was too lazy to waste time with these people. After speaking, he pulled Su Ling霜 towards the door. Under his control, the palace gate slowly opened, and the two stepped out.

Su Lingxiang followed closely behind, asking nothing. To her, whether she received the inheritance or not didn't matter; what mattered was that her man was still alive.

Huang Shu was stunned for a moment, then immediately shouted: "Young Master Shao, this guy is playing us!"

He must have inherited something and obtained a treasure, otherwise it would be impossible to open this grand hall.

At his words, greedy looks appeared in the eyes of the others.

Treasures left behind by a tribulation-perfected cultivator who ascended to the Immortal Realm, how could there be any shortage

Zhao Ziheng was very excited: "That's right, we should chase after him now and snatch the treasure back. We can't let him have it all to himself."

Zhaozǐyàn said cautiously, "But, if we obtain the senior's inheritance, would we still be his opponents"

"You're such a scaredy-cat!"

Huang Shuo said, "Inheritance is not something that can immediately improve cultivation. Look, his aura hasn't changed, he definitely hasn't had time to absorb it yet."

"He's right, if he really improved, his attitude towards us wouldn't be like this, and he wouldn't need to rush out like that."

After Zhao Ziheng finished speaking, he eagerly looked at Jiao Xu, "Young Master, hurry up and do it. If we wait for this kid to run away, it will be too late."

Jiao Xu's expression changed, feeling that what a few people said made sense. Ye Bufan's aura remained unchanged, indicating that his cultivation level hadn't improved at the moment.

If you give him time, once he accepts the inheritance, then there will be no opportunity for any of us.

"Go after them and grab the baby, brothers, everyone gets a share."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and hurried after them.inue being your sect leader, and I won't concern myself with anything else."At his words, the expressions of all the people in Lingyun Sword Sect relaxed.Though the Hundred Gates Competition is import...