Shinto Dantei

Ye Chen couldn't help but smile, "It's still a bit short. Although the combat power has been improved, the realm is still too weak. I want to raise the realm to nine times immortality before selecting the 'Fire Thief'. In this case, even if I can be more calm when encountering any emergencies.”

"Good boy, you are already so strong now. How far will it take you to achieve nine times of immortality?"

Wu Qishan smiled bitterly, sighing and feeling excited about Ye Chen's current achievements.

He is the senior brother of Yintang, and he will show his most sincere affection to any Yintang disciple who has achieved high achievements.

As for competition?

There was competition all the time and he didn't care.

It would be a good thing if there were more disciples stronger than him emerging from the Yin Hall.

The greater the competition, the more talented disciples there are in Yin Tang.

Anyway, everyone will become a "fire thief" in the future. When you work hard towards this goal and enlarge the pattern, you will feel that in fact, all small conflicts and frictions are nothing.

The reason why everyone is alive is to contribute to the entire starry sky!

"Apart from you and me, Zhao Mingyuan's recent training is also very good, and his combat power is far ahead."

Wu Qishan chuckled, "If the 'Fire Thief' still recruits only three people as originally planned, then it should be the three of us."

“Apart from us, there should be ‘fire thieves’ from other forces, right?”

Ye Chen showed doubts.

Although Tiandao Academy is very scary, there is definitely more than one Tiandao Academy that is stronger in the Kowloon world.

There are other forces, which are also good.

Besides, the entire Sirius Sky is not just one Nine Dragons Realm.

There is also the Black Mountain Realm and the Destruction and Forgetting Realm.

These two ancient worlds are also ninth-level ancient worlds. Logically speaking, there should also be quotas for ‘fire thieves’.

After such a wave, there are only a few people, right?

Every time there is a replenishment, several people will be replenished, but why are the number of ‘fire thieves’ never large?

After so many years, there are only about ten or twenty people in total.

Seemingly seeing Ye Chen's confusion, Wu Qishan sighed and explained deeply, "In every selection, several 'fire thieves' will indeed be selected, but the number of 'fire thieves' has never increased. The reason is that the environment is too cruel!”

"cruel?"

Ye Chen looked shocked and couldn't help but ask, "Boss Wu, please tell me in detail."

"Our group has not gathered yet, so let's not talk about it for now. Let's take the last batch of 'Fire Thieves' as an example. A total of ten were selected, but in the next three years, eight of them died in the Heavenly Court. 'Men!"

Wu Qishan couldn't help but look a little sharp, "'Heavenly Court' is becoming more and more wary of us, and we are getting more and more defensive. We can only keep evolving and growing, so that we can barely keep up with their speed! Even so, we still paid our dues Countless costs!”

Out of ten, only two are left!

This mortality rate is frighteningly high.

Ye Chen remained silent, clenching his fists slightly.

If this is the case, for a 'fire thief', this is simply a career with a narrow escape from death!

You know, anyone who can become a 'fire thief' is a genius with exaggerated talents.

If you are not a genius, you are not even qualified to be selected!

With so many geniuses, the casualty rate remains high.

This shows how dangerous it is.

But even so, there are still countless talented people who come forward one after another.

One by one, with fearless expressions on their faces, they headed down a road from which they could never turn back.

For the stars, for the human race, for yourself, and for your family!

Tianhua Dynasty.

On a huge floating island, a magnificent palace is located on it.

The flickering golden light makes people's eyes dizzy. On the walls of the palace, you can clearly see the traces of many swords, guns, swords and halberds. Each one is full of mottled and vicissitudes of life. I don't know how many wars it has gone through to create something like this. palace.

Outside the palace, there were many white clouds rising, like a fairyland.

Rare animals and rare birds.

All this is full of fairy tale feeling.

brush!

A figure crossed the void and flew to the front of the hall.

He was seriously injured, even flying with a limp, and looked very pale.

It was none other than the Eighth Prince Yingchen!

Behind Yingchen, there were three people. They looked worried, but they didn't dare to say a word.

After entering the palace, Yingchen turned around, a look of ferocity flashed in his eyes, "I told you to get out, why are you following me here? Are you all looking for death?"

There was a roar in his voice, like that of a wild beast.

The expressions of the three people changed, and they said repeatedly, "Your Highness, I... we have no other intention, we are just worried about His Highness's injury!"

"You can't die, get out!"

Yingchen roared, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

This time, his defeat at the hands of a person who was not as good as himself made his heart almost collapse.

As the noble prince of the Tianhua Dynasty, when had Yingchen ever suffered such a loss?

It is precisely because of this mood that he just wants to kill people and vent at this moment!

When the three of them saw this, they didn't dare to say anything. They could only lower their heads and tremble.

Just when Yingchen was about to enter the hall, a fair-faced middle-aged eunuch flew from a distance. He flicked the fly whisk in his hand and said sharply, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please come over."

Yingchen's pupils suddenly shrank. It would be okay if he had succeeded. The key is that the plan to ambush Zuo Wen did not succeed.

As a result, now it is the father's turn to raise an army to hold him accountable.

Yingchen lowered his head, looking a little depressed.

"Father-in-law, please lead the way!"

He looked worried and a little uneasy.

The middle-aged eunuch took Yingchen all the way to the palace. This palace was larger and more imposing than Yingchen's previous palace.

There are many powerful and powerful people traveling back and forth in the palace.

Their expressions were calm and their eyes were sharp.

After seeing Yingchen, everyone bowed and saluted him.

"I have met His Highness!"

Obviously, Yingchen had a high status in the Tianhua Dynasty.

After all, he is the only descendant of the current Emperor Tianfu!

In all likelihood, he will become the prince and take over the throne in the future.

Yingchen walked into the palace with an uneasy expression, and saw a majestic figure sitting on the tall dragon chair. He was wearing a golden dragon robe, and his expression was extremely majestic, like a god, aloof.

He is the current emperor of Tianhua Dynasty, Emperor Tianfu!

"My son has met my father!"

Yingchen knelt down and worshiped on the ground without saying a word.

He understood very well that since his father called him here, he must have understood all this in advance.

Even if he concealed it, it would be of no use and would only attract punishment.

"Yingchen, your jealousy is so strong, how can I trust you to hand over the crown prince position to you!"

Emperor Tianfu sighed, full of emotion.