Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

Just as the fight between two powerful men in the middle stage of fusion entered a white-hot stage and the entire square was shrouded in powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy, a figure quietly appeared among the crowd watching the fight.

This man was wearing a white gown, had a handsome face and deep eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world. It was Ye Ming.

At this time, three years had passed since the Wanbao Conference. Ye Ming traveled while rushing, and finally came here staggeringly.

Ye Ming's arrival did not attract much attention. After all, everyone's attention was focused on the fight in front of them.

However, a white-haired old man sitting in the middle of the crowd seemed to have sensed something and turned his head to look back. This old man was wearing a white robe, had a kind face, and two ears that were so long that they almost rested on his shoulders. He was the only Mahayana cultivator of the human race, Mo Jianli.

For such a major event as Tianmiao Realm's selection of the Spirit Emperor, it was natural that he, the Mahayana ancestor, would have to step in.

Mo Jianli's eyes were extremely sharp. He immediately spotted Ye Ming in the crowd, and then a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't say anything. He turned back as if nothing had happened and watched the fight above the square.

Ye Ming nodded slightly to Mo Jianli and scanned the crowd.

He found that the people who could stay here had at least reached the Spiritualization Stage. There were about two to three hundred people in the Void Refining Stage, and nearly thirty people in the Fusion Stage.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Xuanwu Tyrant Emperor and Tianyuan Saint Emperor were also among them, each of them accompanied by two familiar-looking fusion cultivators.

And there were actually seven other cultivators whose auras were obviously different from those of humans. They were actually demon cultivators in the fusion stage.

Seeing this, Ye Ming understood that these were the people who came to watch the ceremony from Xuanwu Realm, Tianyuan Realm and the Seven Demons Land. The remaining seventeen or eighteen were the native combined cultivators of Tianmiao Realm.

These people were either standing or sitting, some were concentrating and watching the fight, while others were whispering to each other about their opinions and speculations.

However, Ye Ming didn't care about these, but observed calmly.

Since he came to Tianmiao City at this time, it was naturally for the position of Tianmiao Linghuang.

However, he was not in a hurry at this time and decided to watch for a while.

A man and a woman were fighting on the field. One stood on one side, directing several treasures and magical powers to attack the other frantically.

After simply asking the people around him, Ye Ming knew the names of the two people.

The man's name was Mo Chenyuan. He was wearing a black robe and had a deep gaze and a calm expression.

The woman's name was Lin Miaoyun. She was wearing a white gauze dress that was as light as clouds, like a fairy walking on the clouds.

Although the two of them are only in the middle stage of fusion, the strength they burst out is not much worse than that of the late stage of fusion. No wonder they are competing for the position of Spirit Emperor.

As the fight progressed, the attacks of the two masters became more fierce and fierce. Every collision seemed to tear the world apart, making the monks watching the fight tremble with fear.

At this time, Tianyuan Saint Emperor turned his head slightly and said to a woman not far away from him: "Fairy Qianling, I heard that your puppetry technique has been passed down from the previous Spiritual Emperor. With your strength, you are fully capable of participating in this Spiritual Emperor election. Why don't you take action?"

The woman was wearing a colorful feathered robe and had an extremely beautiful face. She smiled and said, "Saint Emperor, you are joking. I am so insignificant that even if I take action, I will only bring humiliation upon myself."

The sound is extremely pleasant to the ears and makes people feel good at first hearing it.

"Oh? Really?" Tianyuan Saint Emperor obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he pointed to the sky above the square.

"In the fairy's opinion, who is better, Fellow Daoist Mo or Fellow Daoist Lin?"

"Haha, this puts me in a difficult position. I am a girl with limited experience and it is hard for me to judge since they are evenly matched." Fairy Qianling smiled again and gave a flawless answer.

"Little fox!" Tianyuan Saint Emperor said secretly, and stopped questioning the woman, as he would not get anything out of her.

At a certain moment, there was a loud bang in the sky above the square. Two monks vying for the position of Spirit Emperor fought each other in the air. The spiritual power surged like a tide, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Just as the aura of the battle faded away, everyone was shocked to find that there was a young man in white clothes between the two people.

"Who is your Excellency?"

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Mo Chenyuan and Lin Miaoyun were both shocked and asked almost at the same time.

Not only were the two people who were fighting surprised, but the people watching on the platform also caused a commotion.

"Ah this..."

"Who are these people?"

"He actually appears here? Of course he wants to seize the position of Spirit King."

People who knew him and those who didn't all cast strange looks at Ye Ming who suddenly appeared.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Ye Ming. I see that you two have been unable to decide the winner for a long time. I am getting anxious and want to come up and end this fight." Ye Ming said to the two men with a fist salute, regardless of what the people on the stage said.

While speaking, he released his own aura.

"Late stage of fusion! You are Ye Ming?" Feeling Ye Ming's unfathomable cultivation, Mo Chenyuan and Lin Miaoyun were shocked again.

"Haha, it seems that you two have heard of Ye, so I don't need to waste my breath introducing him."

"Fellow Daoist Ye, today we are competing for the position of Spirit Emperor. If you have anything to say, please talk to me later. Now, could you please give way first?" Mo Chenyuan said politely after a chill in his heart.

However, Ye Ming did not answer him, but turned to look at the platform and said loudly: "Friend Mo, I want to compete for the Spirit Emperor of Tian Miao Realm. I wonder if I have the qualifications?"

Everyone followed Ye Ming's gaze and discovered that these words were directed at Old Ancestor Mo.

"Fellow Daoist Mo?" Hearing Ye Ming's address, almost all the combined cultivators present were startled. He actually called Ancestor Mo "Fellow Daoist"?
However, what surprised everyone even more was that Mo Jianli on the podium actually stood up, with a smile on his wrinkled face.

"Fellow Daoist Ye is an outstanding figure of my human race. You are naturally qualified to compete for the Spirit Emperor. However, although I know that you are strong enough, the rules for selecting the Spirit Emperor cannot be broken. You still have to participate in the competition." Mo Jianli's voice was flat and gentle, and it reached everyone's ears.

"Hiss! He really is on equal terms with Old Ancestor Mo!" This surprised not only the fusion cultivators, but also those who were in the Void Refinement and Divine Transformation stage present, and the scene became a little commotion.

"Silence!" Mo Jianli said softly, and everyone immediately fell silent.

"Today, I am here to host the event in the hope of selecting a capable person as the Spiritual Emperor. Tian Miao Realm is geographically important, and its Spiritual Emperor must possess strong strength. And Fellow Daoist Ye Ming is a newly promoted late-stage fusion cultivator of our clan, so he is naturally qualified to compete for the position of Spiritual Emperor. Now, let's continue the duel. Fellow Daoist Ye, you should come up later and wait for Fellow Daoists Lin and Mo to decide the winner first."

After Mo Jianli finished speaking, he looked at Ye Ming with a smile.

"No need. To save time, both fellow Taoists, please come up together. And whoever else on the stage wants to compete for the position of Spirit Emperor can also come up together. I will catch them all together." Ye Ming shook his head slightly and rejected Mo Jianli's kindness.

Mo Jianli was slightly stunned, then sat down with a smile without saying anything.

"Since you are so confident, then we will learn from your skills!"

Ye Ming's arrogant tone aroused the anger of many people. Immediately, two people on the stage flew out and came to the sky above the square. Together with Mo Chenyuan and Lin Miaoyun, they surrounded Ye Ming in the middle.

Those who did not go on stage had different thoughts and looked at Ye Ming with flickering eyes.

As for Xuanwu Tyrant Emperor, Tianyuan Saint Emperor, and the demon cultivators who came to watch the ceremony, they were more curious. They also wanted to see Ye Ming's strength and see if he was as unfathomable as the legend said.

Lin Miaoyun, Mo Chenyuan exchanged glances with the two people who had just come up and nodded slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Ye is one level higher than us, and he invited us so warmly. We feel offended. Let's do it!"

Without any hesitation, they directly used their magical powers and treasures.

Ye Ming glanced at the overwhelming attacks of sea of ​​fire, ghost shadows, waves, giant swords, banners, etc., and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Then he clasped his hands together, and suddenly golden light appeared. His whole body exuded dazzling golden light, and he turned into a ten-foot-tall purple-gold giant.

The purple-gold scales on his body exude endless pressure.

(End of this chapter)