Douluo's sword breaks the void

The warm breath was penetrating into the body, and Xue Wuchen clearly felt that under the pull of this breath, something in the body seemed to be broken, and it instantly surged towards his palm.

Gradually, the hazy golden light became brighter and brighter.

Seeing this scene, Salas frowned. He vaguely felt that it seemed to be a very powerful martial spirit.

Not only him, but also Emperor Xueye on the throne and all the civil and military officials present began to get excited.

After all, the energy of a martial spirit is directly proportional to the innate soul power. The stronger the martial spirit, the higher the innate soul power will be.

As the Tiandou Prince, if Xue Wuchen had talents that were different from ordinary people, it would be a great thing for the empire.

Feeling the flow of energy, Xue Wuchen subconsciously raised his right hand.

Immediately afterwards, a miniature version of the sword instantly formed in his palm, and the entire sword was white jade in color.

The moment the sharp sword appeared, violent energy spread out, and the evil spirit lingered throughout the entire hall.

In addition, Xue Wuchen's expression also changed with the appearance of Wuhun.

His originally calm expression suddenly became ferocious, and his eyes gradually turned red, as if he was suffering from great pain.

"Sword Martial Spirit?" Salas frowned. He clearly felt that when Xue Wuchen's Martial Spirit appeared, all his own attributes were weakened a lot, and he actually felt extremely strong fear. His heart felt like he was facing death.

As the master of the Wuhun Temple in Tiandou City and the platinum bishop of the Wuhun Temple, he has read countless information about the awakening of Wuhun, but the situation before him was completely beyond his understanding.

Not only him, but all the soul masters present felt the same way. Even the civil servants without soul power were almost suffocated by this tyrannical aura.

Of course, some of them have already guessed the origin of this aura.

And Xue Qinghe is one of them.

At some point, Xue Qinghe came to Xue Wuchen from the side of the throne.

"Fifth brother, what's wrong with you?"

After being reminded like this, everyone who originally only looked at the martial spirit in Xue Wuchen's hand instantly looked up.

Seeing Xue Wuchen's painful look, Emperor Xue Ye was immediately furious. He raised his right hand and slapped the armrest of the chair hard, and shouted angrily at Salas: "Salas, what are you doing to the fifth prince?" What?"

Seeing Emperor Xueye's anger, Salas's legs instantly became weak.

He knew very well that if Xue Wuchen's life was in danger, he would definitely be charged with murdering the prince.

By then, even if he is the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace and has the support of Wuhun Palace, he may not be able to leave the palace alive.

"Your Majesty, you are wronged! The fifth prince's situation has nothing to do with me!" Salas explained hurriedly.

"Now that things have happened, do you still want to excuse yourself?" Emperor Xueye said sharply: "Come here and capture him."

As soon as he finished speaking, four soldiers wearing silver armor hurried in.

At this moment, the violent aura suddenly disappeared, and the weakened soul masters returned to normal.

Salas, who was about to open his mouth to defend himself, also felt something strange. His eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly turned back to look at Xue Wuchen.

He could more or less guess that the reason why Xue Wuchen became like that just now must be related to this aura.

Now that the breath has disappeared, people should have returned to normal.

Sure enough, Xue Wuchen's expression had improved at this time, but his face was still a little pale.

In addition, the martial spirit in his hand has also disappeared.

"Wuchen, are you okay?" Emperor Xueye asked hurriedly.

Xue Wuchen shook his head and responded feebly: "My son is fine, my father is worried."

Upon hearing this, Salas was instantly overjoyed. While wiping the sweat on his forehead, he muttered: "As long as it's okay, it's okay."

"Huh." Emperor Xue Ye glared at Salas angrily, then turned to look at Xue Qinghe.

"Prince, take Wuchen back to rest first, and we'll talk about the rest another day."

Before Xue Qinghe could respond, Xue Wuchen stood up and said, "Father, my son is fine. Now that the martial soul has awakened, the next step is just to test the soul power. Let's complete the awakening ceremony first."

Emperor Xue Ye thought for a while before agreeing: "Okay then."

After saying that, he turned his attention to Salas and said angrily: "Bishop Salas, there is nothing for you here. Go back to your Spirit Temple."

"In that case, I'll take my leave first." Salas saluted and hurriedly left.

The imperial prince's martial spirit awakened. According to the above, Salas had to witness the whole process with his own eyes so that he could report it to his superiors.

But now that something like this happened, he was lucky to be able to leave safely. There was still so much to control there.

After Salas left, Emperor Xueye ordered someone to fetch a blue crystal ball to test his soul power.

"Prince, come and test Wuchen's soul power." Emperor Xueye said.

"I obey." Xue Qinghe took the crystal ball, walked to Xue Wuchen, and said: "Fifth brother, put your hands on this, let's test the innate soul power."

Xue Wuchen nodded, then raised his tender hand and pressed it against it.

At the moment when he touched the crystal ball, Xue Wuchen's body suddenly twitched, and something in his body seemed to be absorbed by the crystal ball.

Suddenly, the crystal ball in his hand began to light up, and the dazzling blue light spread instantly. With just one breath, the crystal ball shone like a brilliant sapphire.

"Innately full of soul power?" Xue Qinghe was suddenly startled.

As a soul master, he knew what this meant.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, people with innate soul power will definitely be able to cultivate to the realm of Titled Douluo.

That is standing at the pinnacle of the soul master world, a realm that all soul masters dream of.

Seeing this scene, the civil and military officials present couldn't help but started talking.

Some are happy about this, and some are worried about it.

The happy ones were undoubtedly on the side of the prince Xue Qinghe. After all, they still knew about the relationship between Xue Wuchen and Xue Qinghe.

The ones who are worried are the supporters of the emperor's uncle, Prince Snow Star.

To be precise, he should be a supporter of the Fourth Prince Xue Beng.

Because the illusion revealed by the avalanche all comes from their masterpieces.

"Congratulations to my father, my fifth brother is a rare innate soul-powerful person. With time, he will become a great weapon." Xue Qinghe said to Emperor Xue Ye with an excited look.

"Haha, great." Emperor Xue Ye was suddenly overjoyed, and his previous worries about Xue Wuchen were swept away.

"The fifth prince's martial spirit is a sword, and his talent is quite good. I intend to let him become a disciple of Sword Douluo from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. What do you think?"

Xue Qinghe stood up immediately and said: "Father is wise, Sword Douluo is the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and it is most suitable to be guided by him."

Following this, all the ministers also agreed.

Emperor Xue Ye said loudly: "Pass an order to order a flying soul master to rush to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and invite Sword Douluo to come and discuss matters."

After that, he looked at Xue Wuchen again and said softly: "Wuchen, you go to the back of the palace to rest first. When Sword Douluo arrives, my father will order someone to call you."

"Thank you, Father."