A Three-Star Demon Pattern floated above his head. The First President seed to have regained his confidence and sneered at Wang Yan atop the Corpse Mountain, saying, "What? Are you afraid to let others see your Demon Pattern?"
Hearing the First President's words, the thousand mbers who had seed like lost dogs earlier appeared to have regained their balance, shouting, "Yeah, what's sothing that can't be shown?"
"Could it be a woman?"
"Haha, maybe it's a piece of shit."
"I think he might not have a Soul Star and is afraid we'll make fun of him."
...
Amidst the mocking words of the crowd, the First President grew even more complacent. He looked at Wang Yan and said, "Kid, with death approaching, you have nothing to be shy about. Let see it."
Wang Yan flipped his hand, stabbing the Soul-Breaking Spear into the Corpse Mountain, and then coldly replied, "Alright."
With his words, a golden light imdiately appeared behind Wang Yan.
As the golden light behind Wang Yan appeared, the First President and the thousand-strong crowd were still laughing, their faces showing disdain, so not even giving Wang Yan a direct glance.
However, as the golden light on Wang Yan's back grew stronger and reached a blinding intensity, the First President and the mbers finally showed a hint of seriousness, squinting their eyes to peer at the golden light behind Wang Yan.
This golden light shot up into the sky, forming a sphere of light that hovered above Wang Yan's head.
Although they still couldn't discern what was within the golden light, the First President and the crowd already had a vague sense of foreboding.
At this mont, the golden light slowly faded, finally revealing a Demon Pattern within.
Seeing this Demon Pattern, the First President and the thousand mbers couldn't help but gape in shock.
Because atop Wang Yan's head, a colossal golden dragon shone brilliantly. This dragon was enormous, its scales glinting with dazzling brilliance, its entire body slowly rotating in mid-air, exuding endless majesty.
Seeing this, the First President and the thousand mbers were already dumbfounded.
Living on the Three Islands of Japan, they had never seen such a formidable Demon Pattern.
The crowd of a thousand suddenly fell silent, the only sound being countless gulps in their throats.
Though faint, in such a silent environnt, it sounded thunderous.
The First President trembled and said, "Don't be afraid... everyone, don't be afraid, it's just a Demon Pattern, he hasn't revealed a Soul Star."
Upon hearing the First President's words, the thousand mbers relaxed slightly.
Soone began to comfort himself, saying, "Indeed, indeed, no Soul Star, no Soul Star."
"He might only be a Demon King, or even a Demon Master."
...
Hearing this, everyone widened their eyes, eagerly watching the Demon Pattern above Wang Yan, hoping a Soul Star wouldn't appear, or hoping for at most one or two.
However, they vaguely felt that with Wang Yan's domineering Demon Pattern, how could it not have a Soul Star?
At this mont, the first Soul Star appeared beside the Golden Dragon.
Seeing a Soul Star finally appear, the First President felt a sinking feeling but then comforted himself, "It's okay, maybe it's just one Soul Star, just a green one."
Just as these words were spoken, the First President suddenly realized sothing and shrieked, "What, a green Soul Star?"
As the First President scread, the thousand mbers suddenly ca to their senses.
How could it be a green Soul Star?
What level of Demon Beast's Beast Soul is a green Soul Star?
With the experience of everyone present, they might never see a green Soul Star in their lifeti.
Imdiately, soone started counting on their fingers.
"Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, correspond to the six levels: Warrior, Judge, King, Emperor, Saint Venerable; a green Soul Star should be an Emperor Tier Demon Beast's Beast Soul!"
Understanding this, everyone was once again in shock.
This single Soul Star was equivalent to an Emperor Tier Demon Beast!
And how could a Demon Pattern have a green as its first Soul Star?
As the thousand mbers were at a loss, the second Soul Star appeared.
"Another green Soul Star?"
The thousand mbers were in an uproar again, leaving everyone speechless.
As the second Soul Star rotated around the Golden Dragon, the third Soul Star gradually lit up.
"Another green Soul Star!"
By this ti, the First President and the thousand mbers were scared senseless, unable to distinguish whether they were in a dream or reality.
They stared at the three green Soul Stars before them, standing there motionless, as if in ditation.
At this mont, Wang Yan, atop the Corpse Mountain, lowered his head and coldly looked at the First President, asking, "How's my Demon Pattern?"
Hearing Wang Yan's words, the First President suddenly "ah" exclaid, waking up abruptly from the dream.
He raised his head, seeing the coldness in Wang Yan's eyes.
Without hesitation, he turned and fled.
As the First President fled, the remaining thousand mbers imdiately turned and desperately ran after him.
Seeing this, Wang Yan coldly said, "Since you've co, don't leave."
After speaking, Wang Yan pointed to the Little Wolf standing beside him, "Go."
The Little Wolf had long been eager to act. Upon hearing Wang Yan's order, it leapt forward, chasing the Demon Cultivators.
With great stature, the Little Wolf jumped into the Demon Cultivators, like a wolf among sheep, effortlessly biting dozens of Demon Cultivators into its mouth.
In just a few monts, over two hundred mbers were killed by the Little Wolf's bites.
The remaining mbers quickly fled in all directions, running in different directions.
At this point, the Little Wolf could only chase in one direction, as so Black Dragon mbers were about to escape.
Seeing this, Wang Yan snorted coldly. He raised his hand, pulling the Soul-Breaking Spear from the Corpse Mountain, flicking the spear tip, causing the black Gun Sakura to flash, followed by a gust of eerie wind.
This gust of wind swept outward, instantly turning everything around dark and cold.
In their confusion, the First President and the mbers suddenly found themselves before a vast army, clad in black armor and wielding long spears.
At a glance, stretching endlessly, seemingly tens of thousands in number.
These soldiers had sealed off all the surroundings, leaving no escape route whatsoever.
These soldiers were Wang Yan's hundred thousand Armored Soldiers.
Seeing such a vast army, the First President and the thousand mbers were stunned. They once believed that two thousand n were enough to kill Wang Yan. Now it seed laughably absurd.
The First President quickly turned, falling to his knees before Wang Yan with a thud, pleading, "Master, spare us."
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