Chapter 1522 - 1423: I Withdrew All the Funds, and the Bank Went Bankrupt!

"Big brother, rest assured, this is just the illusory space of the fierce soul. Even if we kill them, no one else in the Judgement Institute will know!"

Master Guangxian held the spiritual tablet and headed towards the numerous fierce souls.

"Kid, you're too arrogant. I'll annihilate you today!"

The leading fierce soul waved his hand fiercely.

The surrounding fierce souls roared and flew towards Yang Tian.

"Bastard, I told you to be killed by my underlings. You come to provoke me? You will just die faster!"

Yang Tian waved his hand.

The spirit sword pierced towards a fierce soul in front.

"Beast, our fierce souls' chests are not something you can pierce!"

The fierce soul yelled loudly and raised the soul claw, smashing towards Yang Tian's head.

Bang!

A thunderous sound rang out.

Yang Tian's spirit sword stabbed into the chest of the fierce soul with a crack.

The powerful Saint Emperor bloodline ignited, quickly consuming the fierce soul's body.

The once-powerful fierce soul instantly shattered.

"What is going on?"

The other fierce souls' faces changed dramatically.

They could not have imagined that Yang Tian could defeat a fierce soul with just one sword.

Yang Tian put away the spirit sword and said coldly, "I've already said, I'm just here to watch the show. The ones you're supposed to kill are my underlings. If you bother me again, I won't mind killing you all!"

The numerous fierce souls looked at Yang Tian fearfully.

The leading fierce soul's eyes were filled with fury. He leaped up and flew towards Yang Tian: "I'll kill you now and see how arrogant you can be!"

"Beast, your opponent is me!"

Master Guangxian waved his hand.

The spiritual tablet, with a crack, blasted towards the leading fierce soul.

This spiritual tablet belongs to the head of the Judgement Institute, not something these fierce souls can withstand.

Boom!

A powerful spiritual breath erupted from the spiritual tablet, sending the fierce soul flying.

"A bunch of trash. Big brother, leave them to me!"

Master Guangxian held the spiritual tablet, slaughtering like a wolf among sheep.

In just a moment, the fierce souls were all killed by the spiritual tablet.

No matter how powerful a fierce soul was, standing in front of the spiritual tablet, they lost consciousness. The powerful spiritual breath from the tablet lightly blasted them, exterminating them all.

Soon, all the fierce souls were dead except for the last leading fierce soul.

"What on earth is this!"

The leading fierce soul stared fixedly at the spiritual tablet in Master Guangxian's hand.

"I might as well tell you; this spiritual tablet is the Life and Death Order of the head of the Judgement Institute."

Yang Tian said indifferently.

"The Life and Death Order of the head of the Judgement Institute? How could it be with you? You must have stolen it from the head! You're doomed, and I'll inform them immediately!"

The leading fierce soul's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

It flew out of the illusory space.

"You want to leave?"

Yang Tian laughed coldly.

He waved his hand.

The spirit sword pierced towards the leading fierce soul with a whoosh, striking it with a boom.

With just one sword, the leading fierce soul was slain.

Bang!

The powerful flames quickly consumed the leading fierce soul, which died painfully.

"A bunch of trash, Xian, let's go back."

Yang Tian stood up.

"Big brother, please don't call me Xian, always call me Little Xian!"

The leading fierce soul said urgently.

"Are you threatening me?"

Yang Tian was displeased.

Though he agreed to Master Guangxian's suggestion to be his big brother, he still considered Master Guangxian his brother at heart.

A brother without hierarchy.

He didn't want to call him Little Xian, as it would make their relationship seem distant.

"Big brother, if you don't call me Little Xian, I'll immediately go and die!"

Master Guangxian said excitedly.

Yang Tian frowned, feeling helpless, and said, "Alright, alright, I'll call you Little Xian. Don't do anything foolish."

"Thank you, big brother!"

Master Guangxian's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Being my underling, is it really that pleasing?"

Yang Tian touched his nose and shrugged his shoulders.

Soon, Yang Tian and Master Guangxian returned directly to the Seven Spirit Tower, and as soon as they arrived, they heard a burst of laughter: "Yang Tian, long time no see."

Yang Tian raised his head and saw a man.

It was none other than Wu Yingxiong.

"Wu Yingxiong, you have eventually been resurrected..."

Yang Tian frowned.

"Why such a face when seeing an old friend? Aren't you welcoming this old friend?"

Wu Yingxiong reached out his hands, gazing at Yang Tian with interest.

Yang Tian laughed coldly, "Would I ever welcome you, the living dead?"

"Who are you calling the living dead!"

Wu Yingxiong's face fell.

Yang Tian ignored Wu Yingxiong and glanced around, seeing the head of the Judgement Institute, Danqing, the Asura Princess, and the Asura Founder among others.

He smiled: "Everyone's here today. What? Planning to gang up on me?"

"Yang Tian, we don't need to make a move; Wu Yingxiong alone can kill you!"

Danqing said coldly.

"Is that so?"

Yang Tian noticed a circular stone in the hall and asked: "Head of the Judgement Institute, is this stone yours?"

"Smart!" The head appreciated Yang Tian: "Wu Yingxiong has been resurrected, and from now on, the battle of the Seven Realms is a matter between you two. Wu Yingxiong can balance your arrogance, so don't blame us for meddling."

"This circular stone is the Treasure Synthesizer of the Judgement Institute!"

"It contains powerful and sacred energy and can synthesize a corresponding magical treasure based on the martial artist's power."

"The treasure synthesized by the synthesizer will be the most sacred existence in the Seven Realms!"

"Today, with Yang Tian and Wu Yingxiong here, let the two of you create your own magical treasures according to your strength, representing your identity and status!"

Hearing the head's words, Yang Tian operated his divine sense to probe inside the stone.

He felt a surge of powerful spiritual breath.

"This kind of treasure synthesizer is unique in the world. Yang Tian, Wu Yingxiong, you will synthesize a corresponding magical treasure based on your cultivation. The stronger your cultivation, the more powerful the treasure you will synthesize will be!"

Danqing said expressionlessly.

"Then Yang Tian, you are going to suffer. With my recent rebirth, I've gained the cultivation from the Asura Founder and the head of the Judgement Institute, my power is no longer that of the past Asura Emperor!"

Wu Yingxiong sneered.

He flew up.

Boom!

A powerful spiritual breath soared into the sky, causing the entire hall to boil.

"Such strong spiritual breath."

Yang Tian nodded.

After Wu Yingxiong's revival, he indeed received immense nurturing. Wu Yingxiong's power now had reached an unknown level.

"Yang Tian, you're just a waste, what kind of magical treasure can you possibly synthesize?"

Wu Yingxiong floated in mid-air, looking down at Yang Tian arrogantly.

"The treasure synthesizer is comparable to a bank, holding powerful spiritual breath. You can draw spiritual breath from it and synthesize a magical treasure according to your strength; this reflects your power."

The head of the Judgement Institute said indifferently: "Yang Tian, you start first."

Yang Tian came forward to the stone and placed his hand on it.

Immediately, he felt the spiritual breath inside the stone boiling.

This stone was like a bank in the Human Realm, storing many spiritual breaths. A powerful martial artist was like a wealthy person who could withdraw large amounts of spiritual breath from the bank to synthesize magical treasures.

Yang Tian used his intention to draw as much spiritual breath as he could.

He now must confront Wu Yingxiong and needed to use these spiritual breaths to synthesize a powerful magical treasure, or else Wu Yingxiong would suppress him.

Bang!

The stone ignited.

All the spiritual breath inside surged out, refining into a powerful spirit sword.

At that moment, the stone exploded with a boom.

"What is happening?"

Wu Yingxiong frowned, asking instinctively.

The head of the Judgement Institute was full of shock: "Yang Tian has exhausted all the spiritual breath inside the stone!"

"What?!"

Everyone was taken aback.

"What does this mean? Are you saying Yang Tian's power surpassed the stone?"

Wu Yingxiong asked instinctively.

"That's right, Yang Tian's power surpassed the stone. When he synthesized his magical treasure, the stone went bankrupt." The head stared tightly at Yang Tian: "Even Wu Yingxiong couldn't bankrupt the stone. Yang Tian, what is the real extent of the power inside you!"

Everyone was frozen, staring tightly at Yang Tian: "How is this possible!"