Both sides weren't willing to show weakness. Their auras clashed against each other, exuding a violent aura that could erupt at any moment.
"I also feel that it's a pity that we can't kill people in the Sacred Academy. If not, I would definitely enjoy the taste of white tiger meat." Qin Wentian coldly spoke. The more he looked at these White tiger people, the more he disliked them. Although the golden-winged great roc Jia Nantian was arrogant, he naturally had his own pride. He couldn't even be bothered to find fault with those with lower cultivation bases. Although he was unhappy, he wasn't as shameless and lowly as the White tiger people. Before this, Bai Mou directly injured him and humiliated Namhwang Yunxi and Nanfeng Shengge. Now, his words were even more unbridled.
In fact, Qin Wentian didn't doubt that if it wasn't for the rules of the Sacred Academy, they would really humiliate Namhwang Yunxi, Nanfeng Shengge and the other holy maidens. These vile beasts of the White tiger people could even ride on their servants, viewing humans as lowly beings. There was nothing they wouldn't dare to do.
"Is that so?" The White Tiger royalty expert had a malevolent look on his face. "I don't wish to kill you, but I want you to become the slave of my White Tiger people. These beauties of the Namhwang Clan, not only can they be slaves, they can also reproduce. This isn't too bad. Our White Tiger people have played with many human beauties before, but the Namhwang Clan hasn't. I'm prepared to give it a try."
Qin Wentian's eyes were cold. He abruptly turned his gaze and stared at the stairway as he spoke in a clear voice, "Senior, is it possible to set up a life-and-death battle in the Sacred Academy to resolve conflicts that cannot be resolved?"
The eyes of everyone flashed as they stared at Qin Wentian. Seems like this fellow was angered by the White Tiger people. Both major powers wanted a true battle.
"We, the White Tiger people, also agree. The land of the Sacred Academy is indeed lacking a life and death battlefield." The White Tiger royalty powerhouse raised his head and said in a clear voice.
The experts from the two powers all nodded. They inclined their heads and stared at the space above the stairway only to see a vast battle platform suddenly appearing. After that, a voice rang out, "Initially, I wanted to wait a few more years for all of you to have some accomplishments in your cultivation. But since all of you have made this request, I shall grant it to you all. This battle platform of the Sacred Academy, as long as you are willing to step onto it, it doesn't matter if you die or die. However, you have to rely on your own strength to do so. No immortal weapons or treasures are allowed on the platform."
"Thank you, Senior." Qin Wentian spoke. The people of the Sacred Academy all inclined their heads and stared at the battle platform in the air. After that, Qin Wentian turned to the experts from the White Tiger people and spoke, "Vile beasts, go up."
As he spoke, he and the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe and Namhwang Clan soared up into the air, flying towards the battle platform. At the same time, he spoke to Namhwang Yunxi and Nanfeng Shengge, "You guys don't need to go up."
The beautiful eyes of Namhwang Yunxi and Nanfeng Shengge stiffened. Right now, their cultivation bases weren't weak either. However, if they wanted to engage in a group battle, they would need the support of a higher cultivation base. Even Qin Wentian who was at the fourth-level of immortal-foundation would find it somewhat difficult to do so.
"Qin Wentian is right. You guys wait below." The Holy Successor of the Namhwang Clan spoke. They flew up the mountain peak and onto the battle platform.
The experts from the White Tiger people roared. They similarly left their low-level tribesmen behind while those at the fifth-level and above all went up the battle platform. For a period of time, the silhouettes below all flashed as they floated in the air, spectating the battle.
On the battlefield above the ancient mountain peak, the experts from both sides stood in different directions. This life-and-death battle platform was enveloped by a strange light screen, forming a sealed space. Although it looked vast from the outside, it couldn't be considered too big. But when one entered the battlefield, they discovered that it was actually a spatial dimension, boundlessly vast.
This caused the expressions of the experts from both sides to stiffen. This boundlessly vast battlefield seemed to have sealed off all paths of retreat. It wouldn't be easy for those who were defeated to escape.
"In the life-and-death battlefield, the method to exit is to close your eyes and focus. You will need three breaths of time before you can exit." Another voice drifted over, causing the eyes of the experts to flash. In the midst of a great battle, for powerful existences like them, three breaths of time was sufficient for them to do too many things. Closing their eyes and focusing, they could kill you countless times in a single breath of time, let alone three breaths of time. Unless both sides didn't wish to continue fighting, only then would there be three breaths of time to exit.
"Roast white tiger meat to eat." Little Rascal bared his fangs and brandished his claws as he spoke. The White Tiger people were the kings of the demonic races. If they could roast white tiger meat, it would definitely be extremely nutritious, far surpassing immortal pills and miraculous medicines. If ordinary demonic beasts or humans ate it, it might even be able to change their talent.
There were some ordinary demonic beasts in the immortal realms who worked extremely hard in their cultivation. After they grew stronger, they hunted demonic beasts with noble bloodlines and devoured them to strengthen themselves, using such methods to make up for their innate deficiencies. They struggled on the edge of life and death, constantly being hunted down and eventually becoming incomparably terrifying. It was unknown how many greater demons with noble bloodlines had died in their hands.
"I really can't bear to kill the beauties of the Namhwang Clan. Namhwang Yunxi who hasn't come up yet is mine. I will definitely dote on this holy maiden of the Namhwang Clan." An expert from the White Tiger people stared at Qin Wentian and the others as he spoke, "Also, that Nanfeng Shengge, if she serves me together, she would definitely be very happy. It would be much more stimulating compared to those lowly human beauties."
"The beauties here are all not bad. Let's capture all of them to give birth to white tiger cubs. Let's see if they can give birth to greater demons." The White Tiger people spoke in an extremely unbridled manner.
The holy maiden of the Namhwang Clan stepped out as a pair of phoenix wings appeared behind her. She released her immortal foundation as the shadow of a phoenix appeared, incomparably resplendent. The intense flames of the phoenix could incinerate everything.
"KILL!" The experts from the White Tiger people stepped out, their baleful auras engulfed the heavens and earth, terrifying to the extreme. This was especially so for the experts from the White Tiger royalty group. The king's insignia on their foreheads was extremely terrifying.
"Be ruthless." Qin Wentian spoke. The experts from the Battle Saint Tribe beside him stepped out as their bodies expanded in size. A divine ape appeared, exuding a heaven-shaking might. His entire body shone with a resplendent light, unexcelled in this world.
"RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE!" Violent auras pressed down on the heavens and earth. Both parties rushed forward, instantly clashing against each other. Their attacks contained supreme killing might as they clashed against each other. The White Tiger people were royalty among the demonic races, there was no need to doubt their combat prowess. Their strength was unrivalled, their speed was shocking, their baleful auras towered up into the heavens, and their defense was terrifying.
Each and every attack of the White Tiger people was an innate technique of their tribe. A single roar was able to shatter one's soul, and the baleful aura gushed into one's body, destroying it. Ordinary people had no way to defend against such a terrifying baleful aura, and their bodies would directly explode.
Bai Mou stared at Qin Wentian. He walked over step by step, and although the distance between them was very far, Qin Wentian stared at him. Right now, Bai Mou didn't seem like a human. He was like a tiger king whose baleful aura towered up into the heavens, peering disdainfully at everyone. That towering white tiger Shadow enveloped the heavens and earth. With a roar of rage, Qin Wentian saw a heaven-shaking tiger king lunging towards him, wanting to devour him in a single gulp.
Bai Mou was an expert from the White Tiger royalty. Although he didn't break through during the dao lecture in the Sacred Academy, he was still at the sixth-level of immortal-foundation, with a king-grade bloodline and king-grade immortal-foundation. A single roar of his could destroy people, and he wanted to destroy Qin Wentian with a single roar.
The experts below all broke out in cold sweat for Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian seemed extremely tiny and inconsequential under the might of the tiger. It felt like he would be devoured by a single strike, becoming a meal on Bai Mou's plate. Would Qin Wentian roast the white tiger and eat it, or would the white tiger eat him?
Qin Wentian released his Godly Physique, transforming into a fiendgod body, unexcelled in the world. With a loud roar, boundless power of truth gushed forth frenziedly. Demonic beasts howled in rage, suppressing everything, sword qi filled the sky, halberd piercing through the heavens … Boundless attacks erupted forth with a single roar, blasting towards the white tiger Shadow. Terrifying rumbling sounds rang out, the white tiger Shadow devoured everything, yet it was still indestructible.
Qin Wentian unleashed God's Hand. His entire body glowed with a divine glow as his might towered up into the sky. He lifted his palm and pointed it at the air as a gigantic golden-winged roc manifested. It soared up into the air and slashed towards the white tiger Shadow. With a thunderous boom, the towering baleful aura of the white tiger Shadow was destroyed.
Qin Wentian stared ahead only to see Bai Mou coldly glancing in his direction. An expert from the Battle Saint Tribe then rushed over, fighting against Bai Mou.
"ROAR!" A roar rang out, only to see a fifth-level immortal-foundation white tiger moving with incomparable speed. While the other experts were fighting, he sped towards Qin Wentian. He reverted to his true form, his body was over 100 meters tall, exuding a terrifying baleful aura. His entire body shone with baleful light.
"ROAR!" Another roar rang out. He rushed out, transforming into a bolt of lightning as he lunged towards Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian roared. His body directly soared into the air, expanding to the same size as his opponent. Fist light blasted out, colliding against the white tiger fist, wanting to compete in strength against the White Tiger people.
"Kacha!" A crisp sound rang out. That gigantic white tiger was actually forced back as it let out a low-sounding roar. As a king of the demon world, his strength was actually inferior to the human Wu Xiu.
Golden baleful qi radiated from the gigantic white tiger's body. That white tiger lunged out once more, roaring in the air. The king imprint in the center of his brows glowed, and with a swipe of his claws, the baleful qi transformed into a towering shadow that shot towards Qin Wentian. This was one of the most powerful demonic arts of the White Tiger people.
This entire space was about to be engulfed by this terrifying demonic art. The baleful qi enveloped the entire space. Qin Wentian soared up into the air and blasted out with his palms. Boundless divine light circulated around his palms, wanting to destroy everything. An ancient halberd of destruction appeared in his hands as he slashed it towards the gigantic white tiger. Numerous rocs of destruction howled in rage as a screen of destructive light engulfed this entire space. The roars of the White Tiger people tore through the sky, continuously blasting out with their strongest attacks yet they were all torn apart by the rocs of destruction. At the same time, a pitch-black ancient halberd that seemed to be formed from the law of destruction shot over.
"ROAR, ROAR …" A mournful roar shook the heavens and earth, shaking the entire life-and-death arena. The experts of the White Tiger Race all turned their gazes over as their bodies trembled. They saw a jet-black ancient halberd piercing through the fearsome defense of the White Tiger Race expert, directly piercing into his body, emerging from his back!
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