"Oh my, nothing is too strange in this world. Even a tiger has become a demon!"
"Brother Tiger, haven't you heard of the saying, don't hit someone's face? I'm counting on my face to make a living!"
All of a sudden, all hell broke loose. Lin Buzheng transformed into the Divine Ability Fierce Tiger and chased Fatty Lin. They were having a lot of fun.
"Brother, let's go watch the show!"
"The Zhao and Wang clans are fighting by the Barren Moon Lake. There are at least a thousand of them!"
One day, while Lin Buzheng was cultivating, Fatty Lin suddenly ran back with an excited expression.
The Zhao and Wang clans, along with the Lin clan and Zhang clan, were known as the four major clans of Yongning City.
One could imagine how intense the battle between the two clans would be.
"Isn't it just a fight between two clans? What's there to see?"
Lin Buzheng's cultivation was interrupted by Fatty Lin, causing him to open his eyes and look at the latter with an unfriendly expression.
This Fatty Lin could not do anything, ate anything, and was fascinated by anything, but he even dared to interrupt his cultivation.
Lin Buzheng had already made up his mind to have an extra meal after transforming into a tiger.
"Brother, are you really not going to go?"
Little Fatty Lin's entire body quivered.
For some reason, the feeling of being stared at by Lin Buzheng was the same as being stared at by the tiger, giving Fatty Lin a feeling of impending disaster.
"But this time, the Zhao and Wang clans are fighting. Not only are the clan leaders here, but half of the clan elders are here too. If we're lucky enough to pick up an artifact used by a qi path expert, even if it's broken, we'll be rich!"
An intact artifact was worth at least a few thousand taels of silver. Even if it was broken, it would be worth at least a thousand taels of silver.
It was obvious that Fatty Lin was not going to watch the show. He was trying to fish in troubled waters.
"You should've said so earlier!"
"Let's go!"
When Lin Buzheng heard this, his eyes immediately lit up. He stopped cultivating and grabbed Fatty Lin's collar. Then, like a ferocious tiger chasing its prey, he ran in the direction of Desolate Moon Lake.
The Spirit Spring was very close to the Desolate Moon Lake. The two were originally connected.
Therefore, Lin Buzheng and Fatty Lin merely spent the time it took to brew a pot of tea before they arrived at Barren Moon Lake.
Huala!
The Desolate Moon Lake was the largest lake in Evergreen County, bordering the Everdesolate Forest.
The radius of several hundred li was boundless and unfathomable.
The surface of the lake sparkled as the tides rose and fell. From time to time, unknown birds would fly across the sky, creating a beautiful scene.
It was said that at the bottom of the Desolate Moon Lake, there was a large ancient ruin.
Other than that, there were also rumors that said that there was an incomparably terrifying Demonic Beast in the Desolate Moon Lake. When the Demonic Beast stretched out its body, it could reach a hundred feet, even taller than a small mountain.
Normally, as long as a martial artist did not enter the Desolate Moon Lake and only stayed by the lakeside, there would not be any danger.
At this moment, over a thousand disciples of the Zhao and Wang clans were facing each other on an open space a few li away from the Desolate Moon Lake.
It was said that they were fighting over the mining rights of a Dark Iron mine.
Dark Iron was an indispensable raw material for crafting low-grade magic weapons. It was extremely rare. A piece of Dark Iron the size of a fist was worth at least a thousand taels of silver. It was enough to make the two clans go crazy.
As for Lin Buzheng and Fatty Lin, they were standing on a small mountain not far away.
They had a wide field of vision. Whether it was the battle below or the boundless Desolate Moon Lake, they could see everything.
"Look, the experts of the two clans are fighting!"
"That old man with a white beard is the second elder of the Zhao clan. His cultivation base is unfathomable. I heard that he reached the sixth layer of the Qi Path a few decades ago!"
"That middle-aged man with a sturdy body is the leader of the Zhao clan, Zhao Qingsong, ninth layer of the Qi Path."
"The woman fighting him is the leader of the Wang clan, Wang Lengqiu, eighth layer of the Qi Path."
Little Fatty Lin's grandfather was an Elder of the clan. Therefore, little Fatty Lin was extremely familiar with the upper echelons of the various great clans. He extended a finger to point out and introduce them to Lin Buzheng.
Rumble!
As the two saw, the Zhao and Wang clans had yet to come to an agreement, and the two clans finally fought.
However, although the Zhao and Wang clans were fighting, they were extremely restrained. It was only a spar between the experts of the clans, and there would not be any casualties.
"It's over, it's over for us."
Seeing this, Fatty Lin's face was filled with disappointment.
He was initially planning to fish in troubled waters, but it seemed like it was all over.
As for Lin Buzheng, he did not say anything. His eyes were glued to the intense battle below.
Lin Buzheng was not here to pick up scraps, but to observe the battle between experts.
Lin Buzheng's enemies were Lin Liuliu and Lin Tianze.
The latter two were early-stage Qi Path cultivators.
Now that Lin Buzheng was observing the battle between qi path experts, it would be of great benefit to his upcoming battle with Lin Liuliu and Lin Tianze.
Rumble!
Below the hill, the leader of the Zhao clan, Zhao Qingsong, and the leader of the Wang clan, Wang Lengqiu, were engaged in an intense battle.
Zhao Qingsong was using a low-grade mystic rank cultivation technique, Bolting Thunder Palm.
A powerful gust of wind howled as the palm struck out, like rolling thunder, sweeping in all directions, as if it could devour the world.
Not only was it extremely fast, but its power was also boundless like a tidal wave.
When fighting against cultivators of the same cultivation realm, it was like a hot knife through butter, sweeping away all obstacles. A single palm strike was all it took to end the battle!
Whoosh!
The leader of the Wang clan, Wang Lengqiu, was holding a longsword that emitted a cold glint as he fought against Zhao Qingsong.
Lin Buzheng was extremely familiar with the sword technique that Wang Lengqiu was using.
It was the Falling Flower Merciless Sword Technique that Wang Dongliu had previously cultivated!
However, compared to the latter, Wang Lengqiu's sword technique was obviously more agile, and the might of his sword technique was even more shocking.
As the sword slashed out, the gust of wind howled mercilessly, as if it could freeze one's heart and soul into ice.
The sword light danced like falling flowers, disappearing with the wind and leaving deep sword marks that spanned dozens of feet on the ground.
Lin Buzheng's eyes widened as he watched the battle without blinking.
This battle could be said to be the highest level of battle that Lin Buzheng had ever seen in all these years!
Two hours later, the experts of the Zhao and Wang clans had their own victories, and they stopped fighting.
Only Zhao Qingsong and the leader of the Wang clan were still engaged in an intense battle.
It was obvious that the Zhao and Wang clans would decide the ownership of the Mystic Iron Mine through the outcome of this battle!
Whoosh!
In the next instant, the sword light in Wang Lengqiu's hand flashed, carrying a merciless sword intent as it broke through Zhao Qingsong's defense and stabbed towards his chest.
The sword light was dazzling, as if it could split this small world into two!
"Ha!"
Facing this sword, Zhao Qingsong retreated with extreme speed. At the same time, he shouted loudly and struck out with his palm at the sword light in front of him.
Boom!
Suddenly, it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck the ground!
Zhao Qingsong struck out with his palm, and a powerful force swept out in all directions.
On the surface of his body, wisps of bluish-purple true qi gathered towards his palm like lightning.
In the end, bluish-purple true qi gathered on the surface of his palm, crackling like lightning. It was as if he was the God of Thunder holding lightning in his hand.
This palm strike seemed to be able to destroy the heavens and earth!
It was obvious that both Wang Lengqiu and Zhao Qingsong had used their full strength at this moment.
They had to decide who was stronger with this move!
At this moment, all the martial artists present, including Lin Buzheng and Fatty Lin, widened their eyes and held their breaths as they waited to witness the final outcome of this battle!
Boom!
However, Lin Buzheng's body froze immediately.
He could clearly think, but his body was frozen.
Not to mention his body, he couldn't even move his pinky finger!
Lin Buzheng wasn't the only one who froze. At this moment, all the disciples of the Zhao and Wang clans within a radius of several li froze on the spot.
Even the Zhao and Wang clans' patriarchs froze on the spot with their palms and swords crossed.
Silence!
A moment ago, the place was still filled with commotion and battle cries. However, at this moment, it had fallen into a dead silence!
A gust of wind blew past, causing the corner of Lin Buzheng's shirt to rustle.
Fear!
No matter how hard Lin Buzheng struggled, he couldn't control his body.
His heart gradually sank, and as time passed, the fear in his heart increased!
His body trembled uncontrollably, his hair stood on end, and cold sweat flowed down his back.
This wasn't just pure fear. It was more like an instinctive fear of a transcendent existence!
"This feeling … is from above!"
In the dead silence, Lin Buzheng widened his bloodshot eyes and struggled to raise his head to look at the sky.
It wasn't because he wanted to raise his head.
It was because his body, his instincts, wanted him to raise his head!
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Almost at the same time, the thousands of martial artists present seemed to have received some sort of order. Like Lin Buzheng, they all raised their heads to look at the sky.
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