Three days later, in the secret room.
Nie Tian stood up slowly, his face a little pale, his whole body dripping with cold sweat, and he seemed to be about to collapse.
But the aura all over his body was very strange, and it was much stronger than it was a few days ago.
A smile appeared on his lips, he took a deep breath, and after a moment, his expression returned to normal.
"In three days, I finally integrated the three ancestral dragon patterns." He murmured, his eyes were sharp, but he felt a little regretful in his heart.
He originally wanted to spend three days to fuse the ten ancestral dragon patterns.
But he didn't expect that the Ancestral Dragon Mark Yao would be extremely difficult to fuse, and the power contained in it was too strong.
In three days, he only integrated the three ancestral dragon patterns.
According to the ancestor of Wuming, the entire Ancestral Dragon Book is now filled with Ancestral Dragon Pattern Yao.
Nie Tian had carefully sensed that there were a total of 999 ancestral dragon patterns on the first page of the Book of Ancestral Dragons.
The Ancestral Dragon Mark is carved from the dragon soul of the Ancestral Dragon Warrior. Nie Tian estimates that the dragon soul of each Ancestral Dragon Warrior is an Ancestral Dragon Mark.
Therefore, the power of each Ancestral Dragon Pattern Yao is also different, divided into strong and weak.
The three ancestral dragon pattern radiances he integrated are the weakest three among the 999 ancestral dragon pattern radiances.
However, even the weakest of the three Ancestral Dragon Patterns has allowed his strength to be promoted from the third level of the Heavenly Mandate to the fifth level of the Heavenly Mandate.
The strength is increasing again, allowing Nie Tian's combat power to increase accordingly.
But his biggest improvement was the Nine Dragon Veins.
The power of Ancestral Dragon Wenyao is integrated into the nine dragon veins.
At this time, he could clearly feel that the nine dragon veins were several times stronger than before, giving him a feeling of overwhelming power.
"The Ancestral Dragon Pattern Yao is indeed terrifying. It's just three rays, but it actually increased my strength by two levels." Nie Tian murmured with a blazing light in his eyes.
He himself had never thought that Zulong Wenyao's power could be so terrifying.
After a while, he walked out of the secret room.
"Nie Tian, have you successfully merged with the Ancestral Dragon Pattern Yao?" Wuming Patriarch saw Nie Tian coming out, his eyes trembled, and he asked in surprise.
He did not expect that Nie Tian walked out of the secret room in just three days.
"Yes." Nie Tian nodded and smiled, looking confident.
"Three days?" The ancestor of Wuming frowned and his eyes trembled. Then his spiritual consciousness passed over Nie Tian's body, and his old face froze.
He couldn't believe that he really felt the aura of Zulong Wenyao in Nie Tian's body.
After the Ancestral Dragon Wenyao has just merged with the warrior, its aura will not completely disappear. It will take a while before it can be completely integrated and become the warrior's own power.
In three days, just three days, Nie Tian actually merged with the Ancestral Dragon Mark Yao. This was really terrifying and completely exceeded the expectations of the ancestors of Wuming.
You know, it took him three months to successfully fuse an ancestral dragon pattern.
He was very proud at the time, thinking that he spent very little time.
Now compared with Nie Tian, he is simply a scumbag.
"Yes." Nie Tian looked at the ancestor of Wuming, nodded, and said with a bitter smile: "In three days, I only integrated three ancestral dragon patterns."
"Yes." The ancestor of Wuming nodded, and then realized that something was wrong, and suddenly screamed: "What did you say?"
"I said I only fused the three ancestral dragon patterns." Nie Tian smiled bitterly again, with a disappointed look on his face.
"Three, three ancestral dragon patterns?" The ancestor of Wuming was stunned for several seconds, and finally reacted. His voice was trembling, and his eyes were looking at Nie Tian in horror, as if he was looking at a person. Monster-like.
After three days of merging three ancestral dragon patterns, what is Nie Tian if he's not a monster?
"Senior Wuming, are you okay?" Nie Tian frowned and asked when he saw the reaction of the ancestor Wuming.
"Nie Tian, is what you said true?" Wuming Patriarch's eyes trembled and he asked in shock.
"Of course." Nie Tian laughed. Why would he lie to others about such a thing.
Ancestor Wuming's eyes trembled again, and he carefully sensed Nie Tian's dragon veins with his spiritual consciousness. Sure enough, he felt three different auras of Yao Yao. The old face that had just softened suddenly froze again, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
Nie Tian frowned, wondering why Patriarch Wuming reacted so strongly.
"Senior Wuming, thank you for taking care of me these days. I have something to do and must leave." Nie Tian said goodbye without waiting for the reaction of the ancestor Wuming.
"Are you leaving now?" Patriarch Wuming finally became more normal, but still asked in shock.
"Yes." Nie Tian nodded heavily. He was very worried about Xue'er and had to leave immediately.
Seeing Nie Tian's determined look, Patriarch Wuming could only smile bitterly and said, "I was originally planning to let Qiye leave with you, but now it seems that it is too late."
"Xuan Qiye has already killed Xingjun. We will definitely meet again." Nie Tian smiled lightly and said with certainty.
"Yeah." The ancestor of Wuming knew that he couldn't keep Nie Tian, so he could only nodded.
Then, Nie Tian left the valley without staying too long.
Originally, the ancestor of Wuming wanted to send him away, but he refused.
After what happened before, at least in the Five Underworlds Holy Realm, few people would provoke Nie Tian.
Moreover, the ancestor of Wuming was injured and needed to recover urgently. Nie Tian really didn’t want to trouble him anymore.
After leaving the valley, Nie Tian headed towards Magic Wind City and directly entered the Colosseum.
"Lord Nie Tian, Lord Mo Feng has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come here." As soon as he entered the Colosseum, a warrior in black appeared, came directly to Nie Tian, and said respectfully.
"Yes." Of course Nie Tian knew that Mo Feng was the Hades Emperor. He nodded and motioned for the black-clothed warrior to lead the way.
A moment later, Nie Tian arrived outside a hall inside the Colosseum.
"Little baby, I'm looking for you. I didn't expect you to show up." Just as he was about to enter the hall, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his consciousness, making him froze.
This voice is exactly the soul in the evil heart!
When Nie Tian wanted to kill the Holy Son of All Evils, it was this divine soul that made him stop and made a deal with Nie Tian in exchange for the life of the Holy Son of All Evils.
As long as Nie Tian didn't kill the Holy Son of All Evils, he would tell Nie Tian something.
But what happened later with the Power of Five Tribulations and the Black Dragon Three Evils made Nie Tian a little busy and almost forgot about it.
He did not expect that he would encounter this divine soul again in the Colosseum of Magic Wind City.
"Lord Nie Tian, please come this way." At this time, the warrior in black glanced at Nie Tian and bowed.
This person obviously noticed that something was wrong with Nie Tian's expression.
"Little doll, you should deal with the matter in front of you first. We will discuss our matters later." The soul was considerate and said with a smile.
"Yeah." Nie Tian responded, and then entered the hall directly.
Above the hall, the Hades Emperor was sitting there, his eyes shining with deep light, but his face was very ugly.
"Where's Xue'er?" Nie Tian looked at Emperor Hades and said directly without any nonsense.
The Hades Emperor looked at Nie Tian and was silent for a few seconds before saying, "You are late, Xue'er has already left."
