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However, as a man who had lived two lifetimes, he was extremely clear about that sort of killing intent.
He could clearly feel that the owner of that gaze was truly emitting killing intent at him. It was most definitely because of the huge influence he had just now that triggered that person's killing intent.
Furthermore, Emperor Qing was not as young as he appeared on the surface. He was an antique that had lived for many years.
In the past, he was also a supreme expert, but his luck was bad and his body was accidentally destroyed by someone.
"So this is the strength of the Soul Devouring Race's soul general? It really is terrifying …"
Emperor Qing felt that even when he was at the pinnacle of his past life, he would still not be a match for the Soulstone. Even if he was at the peak, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow from it.
However, fortunately, he had completely fused with this young body. No one in this world could see that he had possessed another body.
Of course, to exclude one person, only that person would know that he had been reborn from possession.
Unfortunately, that person had also come here.
He had promised to help that man three times. A few years ago, he had already helped him once.
In return, he was promised that he would not reveal his identity.
He had not seen that person for a long time. He didn't know who that person was, nor did he remember their agreement.
However, with his understanding of that person, that person should not have forgotten that this was his intuition. Intuition told him that person was not someone who reneged on their promise so easily.
"Hmm? Why is he not there? "
When Emperor Qing thought of that person, he started to scan his surroundings. He wanted to see if that person was in the vicinity or not, yet he was unable to find that person's silhouette.
He remembered that that person had already advanced and had been participating in the competition the entire time. How could he not be at the edge of the stage?
He quickly searched for arenas number one, two, and three with his spiritual power.
After searching all three arenas, he still could not find that person.
"Eh …" I remember that Elder from the Nan Gong Family said that I was the last genius from the ninth round who did not fight. Could it be that he was the last?
Emperor Qing knew that there was another rule for the battles here. If a genius happened to be the last person here, then he would have no chance and could successfully advance to the next round.
But here in Ring One, he was the second to last place contestant, and now he had left the ring.
There was only one person left in the ninth round. This person was lucky enough to make it into the next round.
"What luck! I look forward to meeting you. I wonder if you still remember me!"
A hint of anticipation flashed in Emperor Qing's eyes. He stared at Arena One, and after pausing for a while, it was time for the next round.
At the same time, Nan Gong Wen Tian's voice also sounded out in the minds of all the advanced sinful geniuses in Stage One.
"The final person in the ninth round will be left empty-handed. The tenth round shall now begin. I declare the official start of the tenth round!"
After Nan Gong Wen Tian finished speaking, Stage One began again.
There weren't many Sinful Gorge geniuses that had yet to be defeated, only less than thirty.
In the ninth round of the competition, the number of people in the first ring neared a hundred.
However, half of them were quickly eliminated, especially by the four Souls alone, who had killed around twenty people.
Now, there were less than thirty people left. With Soul Five and the other four Soul-Devouring Tribe geniuses added on, there were only thirty left on Ring One.
The Sin Region's geniuses all cast their gazes at Emperor Qing. However, Emperor Qing remained expressionless as he continued to sit there without uttering a single word.