Yun Yi followed the ghost silently. The two of them walked slowly on the built stairs to show respect. Soon they crossed the road leading to the Pope's Palace and continued upwards.

Soon, Yun Yi saw an ancient palace complex. The largest palace among them gave Yun Yi an extremely sacred feeling, a feeling that made people unable to help but worship. Yun Yi could clearly feel an invisible wave emanating from that palace.

When the two wanted to go deeper, two tall figures quietly appeared not far in front of them. Yun Yi roughly understood the identities of these two people.

"Master." Yun Yi said secretly in his heart.

Although the ghost beside him was also a Titled Douluo of level 96, the two people in front of Yun Yi gave him a completely different feeling from the ghost. The former was ethereal and traceless, while the latter stood like a mountain. Although this was only Yun Yi's feeling, the first impression is often the most real feeling.

As the ghost approached, he slowly bowed towards the two of them, his face full of respect and said, "Sixth and Seventh Reverends, it's been a long time since we last met, seniors."

One of them nodded slightly, and the other looked at Gui Mei with some surprise and said, "Not bad, you have made great progress in these years."

"It's a coincidence, thank you for the compliment, Venerable Qi." The ghost responded politely.

Jiang Mo nodded and said, "Okay, the high priest has given instructions, you can go back."

Gui Mei nodded slightly and glanced at Yun Yi. Yun Yi also bowed to Gui Mei at the right time and said, "Thank you for seeing me off, senior."

Then the ghostly figure disappeared beside Yun Yi.

When the ghost disappeared, Qianjun Jiangmo's gaze instantly fell on Yun Yi.

“Boy, I heard that your martial soul is also a stick?” Jiang Mo looked at Yun Yi arrogantly.

Yun Yi didn't care about Jiang Mo's attitude. Most people with real skills are like this. Besides, he was also here to study. A student should have a student's attitude, otherwise why would others teach you with all their heart.

"That's right, Venerable Seventh Lord. That's why I came here to seek your advice." Yun Yi said with a smile and bowed.

Jiang Mo ignored Yun Yi, but turned to look at his brother. Qianjun also nodded. Yun Yi was very humble and did not have the arrogance of a genius.

"Boy, although I don't know what method you and that little devil used to convince the high priest, but if you can't satisfy us, you can go back to where you came from." Qianjun looked at Yun Yi and said lightly.

"Yes." Yun Yi looked at the two of them and said seriously.

The two of them just looked at Yun Yi without saying a word, as if waiting for Yun Yi to make a move. Seeing that Yun Yi did not move, Jiang Mo frowned slightly.

"Boy, what are you waiting for?" Jiang Mo asked with some confusion.

"Ah? Let's start here, my two priests." Yun Yi said in surprise.

Qianjun seemed to understand what Yun Yi was thinking and said calmly, "Just do it. No grass or tree here will be damaged."

Yun Yi was surprised when he heard that. He raised his foot and chopped down with some disbelief. Sure enough, the stone bricks on the ground showed no signs of breaking as Qianjun said, and even the depth did not fluctuate at all.

Yun Yi couldn't believe it and tried again. This time he felt it carefully and found that his power had not yet been transmitted to the ground, as if it was dissolved by an unknown force, and this unknown force seemed to cover the entire surroundings of the worship hall.

"Is this... a field? Is it the fluctuation just now? It can even dissolve physical attacks." Yun Yi said in surprise.

Qianjun and Jiangmo looked at each other after hearing this, both of them were surprised. When they looked at Yun Yi again, the surprise in their eyes had turned into strong interest.

"Boy, you have good eyesight, but the game has already begun!" The moment the demon-slaying voice came, Yun Yi felt a strong wind shooting towards his middle door.

The moment he felt the strong wind, Yun Yi's body reacted almost instantly. He slightly turned his body and instantly dodged the red light.

Since he could do whatever he wanted in this magical realm, Yun Yi would not be too polite. The moment he dodged, Yun Yi summoned his martial soul.

The moment Wuji obtained it, Qianjun Jiangmo's gaze instantly fell on Yun Yi's weapon soul. They were also very curious about what kind of similar martial soul Yun Yi had.

The moment they saw the martial spirit in Yun Yi's hand, their pupils trembled instantly. Jiang Mo stopped instantly, and the Panlong Stick in Jiang Mo's hand turned into the length of a palm and kept floating in Jiang Mo's hand. But if Yun Yi looked closely, he could find that the Panlong Stick in Jiang Mo's hand was trembling slightly while floating, as if it was afraid of something.

Yun Yi was about to fight back when he saw the two men stopped, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

The two brothers looked at each other, as if they had found their organization, and instantly came to Yun Yi. Jiang Mo asked excitedly, "Boy, where did the dragon soul in your martial soul come from?"

Yun Yi's face froze, and he didn't know how to make up a story, so he asked, "You two seniors know about the abnormality in my martial spirit?"

"Abnormal? What's abnormal?" Jiang Mo asked with some confusion.

As the holder of the Panlong Stick martial soul, Jiang Mo could clearly feel that the moment Yun Yi's martial soul appeared, his own martial soul instantly conveyed emotions of retreat and even fear to him. This had never happened before even when facing Qian Daoliu, but it actually appeared on Yun Yi's body. Combined with the dragon pattern on Yun Yi's martial soul, he knew very well that Yun Yi's martial soul was definitely the same as their brothers', containing the power of the dragon soul. Moreover, as Yun Yi attached soul rings to the martial soul, the dragon pattern on it would grow with Yun Yi's growth.

"Originally, my martial soul never had any dragon patterns on it. At first, it was just an ordinary black stick." Yun Yi lied truthfully.

Hearing this, the two brothers were even more surprised. Jiang Mo couldn't help but hold Yun Yi's shoulders and asked, "You said that your Panlong Stick was acquired later in life? How is that possible? Do you have the ability to seal the dragon soul?"

Seeing Jiang Mo's face full of disbelief, Yun Yi said helplessly, "That's why I said this is abnormal. I don't know why my martial spirit has changed like this."

Jiang Mo wanted to continue asking, but the two brothers heard Qian Daoliu's voice in their minds, and that voice belonging to Qian Daoliu only said one word.

"God." Upon hearing this, the two brothers' faces suddenly became enlightened, and their eyes were full of envy as they looked at the Wuji in Yun Yi's hand.

Yun Yi looked at the brothers' expressions that changed so quickly and asked doubtfully, "Can you two seniors explain this to me?"

"Let me tell you, although we don't know how your martial soul was formed, but now your martial soul is almost the same as ours in nature. Theoretically, your martial soul should also be called Panlong Stick. Do you know the characteristics of the Panlong Stick martial soul?" Jiang Mo asked Yun Yi.

Yun Yi shook his head a little embarrassedly and said, "It hasn't been long since my martial soul has undergone this kind of change. I have been cultivating my first martial soul during this period, and I haven't done any in-depth research on my second martial soul."

“As a weapon soul, the most special thing about the Panlong Stick is that it also follows the law of bloodline suppression of beast martial souls. Dragons are the top existence among beast martial souls, and their bloodline is undoubtedly the most powerful. However, dragons of the same kind also follow this law, and their sizes are distinguished by the power of their bloodline. There is a Heavenly Awakening Holy Golden Dragon sealed in our martial soul, while there is a more advanced dragon soul power in your martial soul.” Jiang Mo explained to Yun Yi.

"How did you make that judgment, senior?" Yun Yi asked curiously.

The demon commander silently raised his hand slightly, and a palm-sized Panlong stick floated in the palm of his hand. At such a close distance, Yun Yi could clearly see the trembling of the Panlong stick.

“Boy, you are the first person in all these years who can make my martial soul behave like this. Even though we are defeated by the great priest, there is still a gap in strength between soul masters.” Jiang Mo said with some complexity.

"Since we can rely on the power of our martial spirits to suppress many opponents, the same principle naturally applies when a more powerful martial spirit of the same kind appears," Qianjun consoled.

Yun Yi's heart was also in turmoil when he heard this. Although he knew that the changes in his martial soul must be related to the strange things that happened to him in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, when he heard the news about the dragon soul from Qianjun and Jiangmo, he suddenly understood something and understood why the two soul bones had actively merged into his body.

Yun Yi absorbed the soul ring of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and even took the bead, awakened the power of devouring, and broke through the City of Slaughter. It is impossible to say that he has not attracted the attention of gods. Yun Yi, who has read the original novel, understands that the relationship between human gods and dragons is very subtle. What Yun Yi can be sure of is the two dragon souls in his martial soul, which is definitely the work of heaven.

It is understandable that the two soul bones have no power. Apparently, they are sealed just like the dragon soul. As Yun Yi's strength increases, they may be unsealed in the future.

The two brothers Qianjun Jiangmo looked at Yun Yi with excitement in their eyes. They had not encountered such an interesting thing for a long time, and they were also looking forward to what Yun Yi would look like when he grew up.

"Boy, you already know everything you need to know. I heard that you have never failed before. Then let me teach you a lesson called failure."

The Panlong stick in Jiang Mo's hand instantly became as long as his body under his control. Yun Yi only heard Jiang Mo say very seriously,

"Ninety-sixth level strong attack system peak Douluo, title: Demon Conqueror."

Yun Yi looked at Jiang Mo's serious expression, his face became stern, holding Wuji, he responded seriously, "Sixty-nine-level Strong Attack System Battle Soul Emperor, Yun Yi."

The moment Yun Yi finished speaking, Jiang Mo came in front of Yun Yi with the Panlong Stick in his hand, and the long stick in his hand fell towards Yun Yi with a huge force.

At this moment, Yun Yi's eyes turned purple. An expert could tell the effectiveness of a move with just one move. At this moment, Yun Yi could clearly feel the power of the demon-slayer. It was not the power of his cultivation, his body, or his mental strength, but the power that came from years of accumulation.

This is also the gap between the newly emerged strong men like Juegui and Bibi Dong and the worshippers like Qianjun Jiangmo.

With just a casual strike, Yun Yi could feel the years of accumulation. His body, soul power and mental power were perfectly integrated in the instant he made the move. To do this, Yun Yi also needed to use the continuous waving of his cloak to gradually unify his body, soul power and mental power in the move.

Yun Yi used his body's reaction to barely dodge the attack. He knew very well that with his current level, it was impossible for him to take on the demon-slayer's move head-on.

What follows is the scene where the stick in Jiang Mo's hand keeps moving and Yun Yi keeps dodging.

"Boy, don't you have the courage to launch the next move? You can't defeat your opponent just by dodging, or is the martial spirit in your hand just a decoration? It's a waste for such a martial spirit to fall into your hands." The demon fighter kept waving the Panlong stick in his hand and talking nonsense at Yun Yi.

Qianjun, who was standing nearby, watched Yun Yi's dodging figure and said calmly, "Boy, not everything can be copied with your eyes. If you don't respond or attack, how can you learn to regulate your body, soul power, and spirit?"

Yun Yi's heart was shocked when he heard this. What Qianjun said had the same meaning as the chaotic cloak. The chaotic cloak was to adjust one's body, soul power, and spirit in the process of constantly accumulating strength to attack, so that they would gradually reach the perfect state.

Thinking of this, Yun Yi expanded his perception to the maximum extent and fully felt his martial soul. In this hasty moment, he waved Wuji towards the Panlong stick that was used to subdue demons.

The moment the two touched, Yun Yi could clearly feel a huge force coming towards him, and he was knocked away by the demon-slaying master with just one move.

Yun Yi fell to the ground with a loud bang. At that moment, Yun Yi only felt one word: pain, pain from the inside out.

Jiang Mo held the Panlong Staff in his hand and walked to Yun Yi step by step. He looked down at Yun Yi and said calmly, "Boy, you are flying too fast and learning too many things. You have to take one step at a time. You still have a long way to go."

Yun Yi felt the pain in his body and couldn't help but roll his eyes at Jiang Mo when he heard this.

Jiang Mo didn't care. He looked at Qian Jun with a look of satisfaction and amusement on his face. He thought that a genius like Yun Yi should be beaten up as soon as possible, otherwise there would be no chance in the future. He said to Qian Jun, "Brother, will you come tomorrow?"

Qianjun looked at Jiangmo and nodded lightly.

Jiang Mo turned his gaze back and looked at Yun Yi's right leg, which was shrouded in blue light and the soul bone attached to his right leg. He was a little surprised and said, "Oh, a hundred thousand year soul bone with rich vitality. This is really convenient. I can just let you heal yourself here."

Yun Yi was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He could only glare at Jiang Mo. Jiang Mo looked at Yun Yi's impotent rage and his face became even happier.

Yun Yi was helpless and could only silently control his body to reduce the pain, repair his body injuries, and ignore the demon.

Then the two brothers disappeared, leaving Yun Yi lying there, waiting for him to heal himself.

In this way, Yun Yi began his days of being beaten and tortured in the Worship Hall. (End of this chapter)