Chapter 670: The Magical Conch Shell

As all eyes were fixed on him, the Demon Prince sized up the conch before giving it a try.

But a moment later, his eyes flickered. He found that the conch remained silent.

’It didn’t make a sound?’

The hearts of the crowd skipped a beat. The most dazzling figure of them all had failed to make it sound. Was it really that mysterious?

HUM!

With the Demon Prince’s failure, the conch faded away, only to reappear in the Mermaid Elder’s hand a moment later. It was a strange and mystical sight.

High in the Firmament, the eyes of the other three figures shifted slightly.

"Let me give it a try!"

The man with the Celestial Dome Bloodline, his starry eyes swirling with a deep and intimidating Divine Light, drew the conch to himself. He gave it a try, but the result was identical: he couldn’t make it sound, either!

Next, Shenn Qiankun of the Saint’s Blood and the Black Profound King of the Original Ancestor Blood both tried in succession. The outcome was the same.

Just like that, the ordinary-looking conch had become utterly mysterious.

Even the four most dazzling figures had failed to make it sound. Everyone found it unbelievable and began to realize just how difficult this trial truly was.

"Shall I give it a try?"

RUMBLE!

A clear, ethereal voice rang out as a stunningly beautiful woman, fiery and enchanting with a voluptuous, captivating figure, stepped forward through the air!

She wore a tight-fitting, silver battle suit that resembled fish scales, accentuating every curve of her figure. The scales shimmered beautifully!

Jiao Nu!

Every member of the Sea Race knew of this woman. She was their publicly acknowledged great beauty, but they all kept a respectful distance from her.

This was because Jiao Nu’s voice was bewitching and seductive, especially to men. Once they fell for her charm, she would plunder their entire Cultivation.

As Jiao Nu appeared at the front, Latu, another Celestial Pride of the Merfolk Race, was at her side!

’That’s right. Of everyone here, Jiao Nu has the greatest mastery of music. No one is more likely to pass this stage than her.’

Seeing Jiao Nu step forward, the crowd came to this realization.

All eyes were fixed on Jiao Nu, silently waiting for her to solve the puzzle!

High in the Firmament, the four peerless figures glanced down at Jiao Nu. Their eyes flashed with Divine Light, and the sheer force of their presence made the clouds roil and shift!

Everyone below felt the shift in their auras and was startled.

They then remembered that Jiao Nu had already obtained one key. If she acquired another, she would become the prime target to be robbed!

Jiao Nu raised her azure eyes and glanced up at the four of them.

"Ignore them. Get the key first!"

Latu, who was beside her, said coldly, a sinister and cunning light flashing in his eyes!

Jiao Nu withdrew her gaze, looked toward the Mermaid Elder, and then parted her red lips to blow gently into the conch.

However, to everyone’s astonishment, Jiao Nu also failed to make it sound!

She tried several more times in a row, but it never made a sound. Latu then snatched it and tried, but the result was the same!

Afterward, many others tried, but the outcome was disappointingly the same. It seemed that no one was capable of succeeding!

"It won’t make a sound at all. Are you deliberately messing with us?"

Disappointed, many people grew suspicious and turned their glares on the Mermaid Elder.

The Mermaid Elder just smiled faintly. "Everyone, I swear on the Sea God that I would never dare to deceive you. The trial is indeed real. As long as the conch makes a sound, you will have passed the trial."

Upon hearing this, everyone began to murmur amongst themselves. The Sea God was the most revered figure in the hearts of the Sea Race. An oath made in the Sea God’s name was enough to prove the trial’s authenticity, dispelling their suspicions of being tricked.

Still, they couldn’t understand why it wouldn’t make a sound.

High in the Firmament, the four figures glanced at the conch and turned to leave. Since they couldn’t obtain it, they wouldn’t waste any more time here.

"It’s just an ordinary conch that no one can make sound. Who’d believe it if your Mermaid Clan wasn’t playing tricks?"

Lang Xiaotian from the Half-Demon Race sneered.

"Hahaha!" The next moment, a wildly arrogant voice rang out. "Blaming your own pathetic incompetence on someone else’s schemes? I’ve got to hand it to you, that level of shamelessness is truly impressive. As a token of my respect, I bestow upon you my utmost contempt, and I’ll even throw in the title of ’Trash.’ You’re welcome!"

Lang Xiaotian’s face darkened like a thundercloud. The moment he heard that voice, he knew that Dongfang Youdi, the man who had torn off his arm, had arrived.

He whipped his head around to look.

At the same time, everyone else turned toward the source of the voice. A roguish-looking young man was approaching, but what really drew their attention was the white-robed youth walking in front of him!

Ye Wushuang!

Most of the outsiders present recognized Ye Wushuang.

"What are you looking at, wolf pup? You want me to rip off both of your arms this time?" Seeing Lang Xiaotian glaring over with murderous intent, Dongfang Youdi made an arm-tearing gesture.

The faces of the crowd darkened. ’Calling him a wolf pup and threatening to rip his arms off... How could anyone be so arrogant?’

A savage light flashed in Lang Xiaotian’s eyes. He desperately wanted to tear Dongfang Youdi apart and swallow his flesh piece by piece!

However, after glancing at Ye Wushuang in front of him, he ultimately held back.

’This isn’t the place for a big fight,’ he thought. ’Once I find all the keys, I’ll kill Ye Wushuang first, and then I’ll slowly torture Dongfang Youdi to death.’

His face turned a furious, mottled red as he struggled to suppress his rage. "From the sound of it, you have a way to make the conch sound, don’t you?" he said coldly. "I’d love to see how you’re not a pathetic piece of trash yourself!"

"That’s right! If you think you can do it, then get up there!"

Several geniuses from the Half-Demon Race sneered. No one had been able to do it; they refused to believe Dongfang Youdi could!

’He dared to humiliate us. This is the perfect chance to knock him down a peg!’

"I only said you’re incompetent for blaming others," Dongfang Youdi retorted bluntly. "I never said *I* could do it!"

"Hahaha! So you can’t do it!"

A wave of laughter erupted instantly. A member of the Half-Demon Race jeered, "None of us can do it, so who else possibly could? You arrogantly called us incompetent; I thought you could do it yourself, but it turns out you’re just as helpless. Looks like you’re nothing but a self-righteous piece of trash."

"Fuck! You’re the incompetent ones, and you won’t even admit it!" Dongfang Youdi cursed. "How about I find someone who can do it and show you what’s what?"

"If you can find someone, I, Gouying, will get on my knees and admit my own incompetence!" a young Half-Demon sneered.

Just then, Ye Wushuang walked to the front, paying no mind to the taunts from the side. He asked the Mermaid Elder, "As long as I make it sound, that’s all it takes, right?"

The Mermaid Elder nodded, sizing up Ye Wushuang with curiosity. "That is correct."

"Then give it to me," Ye Wushuang said, taking the conch.

In the sky, the four figures shrouded in Divine Light also focused their gazes downward. Killing intent flashed from three of them, but it was especially palpable from the one with the Celestial Dome Bloodline. His murderous aura was completely undisguised!

’Ye Wushuang. The great enemy of the Celestial Dome. The very person that the Heaven’s Son, Tian Chang, has ordered to be killed.’ If not for their current location, he would have attacked Ye Wushuang already.

Of course, among the four, the only one who harbored no killing intent was Shenn Qiankun of the Saint’s Blood, from the Holy Celestial Ruins!

His black eyes shone with a divine light as he sized up Ye Wushuang, a trace of surprise and a faint smile on his lips!

Ye Wushuang felt the stares on his back, but he merely let the corner of his lips curl upward, giving no other reaction.

He took the conch, looked it over, and then suddenly made a move that no one had anticipated!

He didn’t try to blow into it with his mouth like everyone before him. Instead, he curled his fingers, brought the knuckle of his middle finger to the conch’s shell, and sharply rapped it...