"There is nothing to worry about.
The spiritual dragon has grown up to be incredibly powerful. Those participants have no chance to approach it, let alone steal it!
Moreover, my father's trusted subordinate, Morse is keeping an eye on it. No one can take the spiritual dragon away from us!"
the governor of the spiritual capital said coldly.
"The spiritual dragon is my father's lifetime work. It is very important; thus, we cannot let anything happen to it.
Send a word to my father about this immediately.
Don't let anyone else know about this. The spiritual dragon is my father's secret weapon on his plans to dominate the universe. If any noble clan knew about the dragon's existence, they will do everything in their power to steal it,"
the governor ordered his trusted subordinate sternly through his spiritual sense.
'My father has invested a lot of his time and effort in the spiritual dragon. Through his hard work, the huge vessel of spiritual crystal under the city has finally evolved into a spiritual dragon.
If word gets out that we have such a formidable beast, it would definitely cause a ruckus in the entire spiritual race.
After all, the odds to successfully cultivate a spiritual dragon is very low. Therefore, it is a very rare creature.
This dragon is our only hope. I will not let anyone take it, ' the governor thought.
His henchman immediately left the battlefield. At full speed, he ran towards the altar and sent a message to the governor's father.
"Sir, how are things in the underground?
Has there been a participant who tried to sneak in and steal the spiritual dragon?"
Through his spiritual sense, the governor asked Morse who was below the ground.
"A participant attempts to infiltrate the underworld, but I am able to finish him in no time. You can rest assured that everything is well, young master.
He does not know who he's dealing with. I bet he could not even bear the power of the spiritual dragon.
This nobody is digging his own grave,"
a figure hiding in the dark under the spiritual capital replied.
"That's good to hear.
Do take care of the spiritual dragon."
The governor was relived upon hearing Morse's update.
"Humph, all of you rascals must die!"
the governor declared as his cold eyes swept over the participants around him.
As soon as those words left his lips, an enormous amount of spiritual soul energy emerged from his head.
The energy formed waves that were hundreds of thousands of feet tall, and instantly engulfed the participants near the governor.
Moreover, he released hundreds of thousands of blood-tainted chains from his body.
Some participants failed to dodge the incoming chains, and instantly exploded into pieces!
As their bodies blew up, rune papers emerged from the participants' spiritual souls.
"Humph! Stupid rune papers! If it weren't for these, we can control these intruders and turn them into our slaves,"
the governor snorted angrily.
Each participant was given a rune paper before the trail started.
The rune papers were crafted by the ancient gods in order to prevent the members of the spiritual race from possessing the participants.
However, Austin had discovered that using the Puppet Strings would allow him to enslave his fellow participants.
Since the rune papers were specially made for the spirits, they did not work on creatures from other species.
The spiritual soul energies of Austin's slaves from the spiritual race had belonged to Austin, and were tainted with the aura of his spiritual soul.
Therefore, his spirit slaves were able to control the participants using the Puppet Strings, and the latter were also willing to take orders from Austin.
"Since we can't enslave them, kill them all," the governor said indifferently.
There was a murderous look in his eyes.
This governor's fighting power was so horrible that wherever he went, he could take out masses of participants in a heartbeat using his tremendous spiritual soul energy and his hundreds of thousands of blood-colored chains.
Even young talented creatures from the strongest forces of different universes and the earth immortals were forced to take a step back when facing his attacks.
Many of them had even died at his hands.
"Everyone, stay focus and get rid of this guy first!" Dempsey of the Mu Clan shouted at the other participants.
He shot high-speed arrows one after another in the distance. The arrows pierced through the sky and rained down on the governor.
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