How dare you pick and choose when a dead person is dead?

Meanwhile.

Yaochi Yiran was also dumbfounded, her jaw nearly hitting the floor.

"This, this, this… this is a test of Aptitude!"

"Focus on the main point, okay? That monster's Aptitude is 'None'!"

"Heavens, this is too unbelievable! That monster is so young, yet his combat power has reached the Advanced Martial God Level. How could his cultivation Aptitude be 'None'!?"

"Could it be that this cultivation Aptitude doesn't refer to what we usually mean, but rather a specific Aptitude designated by the Xianyang Martial Saint?"

"Right, right, right, that's the only explanation! This monster doesn't have the Aptitude designated by the Xianyang Martial Saint!"

"Hahaha, then he definitely won't be able to obtain the Legacy. The opportunity falls to us!"

"Don't be happy too soon. If he gets angry and kills us all, we won't even have our lives, let alone an opportunity."

"Hiss, surely not!!"

"…"

Almost everyone was excited, except Su Lang.

Because a powerful resistance was coming from the map in his hand.

Just like it had resisted the others before, the map was resisting him!

Moreover, a terrifying binding force came from that Immortal Palace, trying to trap Su Lang in place, unable to move!

Both forces were extremely powerful; an average Quasi-God rank Martial Artist would be unable to resist!

But was Su Lang a Quasi-God Martial Artist?

He wasn't; he was Martial Emperor Rank… but his true combat power had reached the Advanced Martial God Level!!

And this was in his most ordinary state, without using any trump cards!

"So, you're not giving me the Legacy?"

"A mere dead person dares to be picky!"

"Furthermore, you actually dare to try and bind me. You must be tired of living!"

Su Lang's mouth twitched, and a dangerous light shot from his eyes.

At this moment.

The map seemed to realize its strength was insufficient to shake off Su Lang, so it immediately began to increase its power.

Simultaneously, the binding force from the Immortal Palace became even more terrifying.

The Martial Artists of the Chiri and Tianyun Sacred Clans, as well as Yaochi Yiran and the others, clearly felt the oppressive sensation from that powerful force.

"That map is resisting that monster!"

"Hahaha, our chance is coming soon!"

"Don't snatch it from me, I'm going first!"

"Screw you, why should it be you? It should be me!"

"What, not convinced? Want to try a fight?"

"…"

The Martial Artists of the Chiri Sacred Clan and the Tianyun Sacred Clan had a war of words, nearly turning against each other.

The eyes of those from the Yaochi Sacred Clan also flickered.

By now, no one didn't want to obtain that precious opportunity!

It could be imagined that after Su Lang was bound and the map broke free, a bloody slaughter would immediately ensue!

However.

The power coming from the map and the Immortal Palace continued to rise, from Elementary Martial God Level to Intermediate Martial God Level, and then to Advanced Martial God Level.

But it just couldn't break free from Su Lang, and it just couldn't bind Su Lang.

Thus, the power from the map and the Immortal Palace continued to increase, gradually exceeding the Advanced Martial God Level.

Su Lang's body trembled slightly, and his hand holding the map was like a fishing line with a hooked fish, constantly being pulled and swayed.

It looked like he was at the end of his rope.

Seeing this scene, everyone became incredibly nervous and excited.

Moreover, the distance between everyone widened to prevent anyone from stabbing them in the back.

It could be said that everyone was ready to fight for the map.

But what happened in the next moment immediately made their expressions turn to horror, their eyes bulging out.

"Hmph!"

Su Lang snorted coldly, and the aura of a Peak Martial God suddenly emanated from him!

This was the use of the Devouring Clone!

"How is that possible!"

"How could his strength reach the Peak Martial God realm!?"

"Just what kind of monster is this!"

"…"

Everyone stared at Su Lang in disbelief, as if ordinary people had seen a ghost.

And just then.

The aura on Su Lang's body rose again, reaching the Quasi-Saint level!

The group of muscular men, yellow-haired Martial Artists, and others were so shocked that their mouths hung wide open, so wide that even a foot wouldn't fill them!

The thin, silky-smooth barrier and the Immortal Palace seemed to be stunned as well; the constantly increasing power suddenly stalled.

"A mere Martial God's power wants to bind me? Hehehehe!"

Su Lang smiled coldly, his whole body shook, and a terrifying power pressed back against the Immortal Palace.

"Boom!!"

Ripples of power spread out like waves.

The Tianyun and Chiri clans, as well as Yaochi Yiran and the others, were all greatly alarmed and immediately moved to resist.