The Southern Wasteland Barbarian Tribe had inherited a trace of the bloodline of the Ancient Holy Beast. Therefore, their starting point was naturally higher than ordinary people. This was their innate talent. It was an innate advantage that others couldn't reach.
However, not all the Southern Wasteland Brute Tribe members were able to awaken the Sacred Beast Bloodline within their bodies. After all, since the ancient times, the Sacred Beast Bloodline had already become extremely thin. It was not easy to awaken it.
However, it was very obvious that the White Tiger Bloodline within Hu Zhan of the White Tiger Clan had already awakened. The White Tiger Divine Mark that had rushed out from his body was the best proof. The awakening of bloodline allowed Hu Zhan to be able to execute the White Tiger Clan's unique divine abilities.
Even Guangcheng Celestial Sect's Eldest Senior Brother, Ren Wuming, would be defeated by the ferocious power of his white tiger. Although they were both at the Awakening Ninth Heaven, Hu Zhan's strength had long surpassed the Ninth Heaven with the terrifying power derived from the White Tiger Bloodline in his body. He was infinitely close to the Transcending Mortality Stage and was even comparable to the cultivators who had just entered the Transcending Mortality Stage.
This was what Hu Zhan relied on to defeat Ren Wuming. It was also what he relied on to challenge the Three Great Daoist Sects.
After defeating Ren Wuming, Zhan, who was as arrogant as a tiger, actually issued a challenge to Li Lingfeng and Lin Xuan.
On this night, above the lake in the Jun Wang's courtyard, under the arrangement of someone, a duel between the elites of the Southern Wasteland and the outstanding disciples of the three main Dao Sects was taking place.
This matter concerned the reputation of the three great Daoist sects and the face of the Southern Desolate Barbarian Race. It was impossible for the young elites of the two factions to cower. Things seemed to be developing in the direction that Yang Xun and Dongfang Long had planned.
In the end, would the young elites of the Southern Wasteland come out on top, or would the descendants of the Taoist Gate suppress the barbarians of the Southern Wasteland? At this moment, no one knew the final result. But no matter what the result was, the prince of the Jiangling King, Yang Xun, and Dongfang Long had achieved their goal.
Ren Wuming's defeat could only mean that the Three Great Taoist Sects were temporarily at a disadvantage. The battle was not over yet. Hence, no one could come to a conclusion at this point in time.
"Supreme Mystery Sect's Li Lingfeng, these past few days, people have often mentioned you in front of me!" Hu Zhan stood on the surface of the lake. The surrounding lake water was as calm as a mirror. His powerful aura caused the lake water beneath his feet to not have the slightest ripple. The surrounding air seemed to have frozen.
"Is that so? But I've never heard of you! "Li Lingfeng calmly looked at the tiger-like white-haired youth in front of him and said calmly.
"Hmph, you will never forget my name!" Hu Zhan was very confident, and he wasn't being pretentious. With his battle record of defeating Ren Wuming, no one thought that his words were empty words.
Li Lingfeng said no more. He formed a seal with his hand, and a vast amount of magic power rippled out from his body. Eight trigrams appeared around him, and the power of the Eight Symbols of Heaven and Earth immediately gathered towards Li Lingfeng from all directions.
Transforming Dao techniques into mystiques, using one's own strength to draw upon the might of heaven and earth. This was "Dao!"
The eight trigrams circled around Li Lingfeng's body, emitting a dazzling light. It made Li Lingfeng feel as if he was in eight independent worlds, giving off a strange feeling as if he had escaped from the world and was no longer part of the five elements.
"Hu!" Hu Zhan directly disappeared from where he was, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of Li Lingfeng in an instant. Then, his right fist punched towards Li Lingfeng's chest.
Streaks of resplendent tiger stripes rushed out from Hu Zhan's fist. A tyrannical power suddenly exploded, and the air was instantly torn apart, letting out a dull explosion.
"White Tiger Emperor's Fist!" Hu Zhan shouted in a low voice. Vaguely, he seemed to hear a heart-palpitating tiger roar coming from the void. This was a deterrence that directly affected the heart.
The world in front of the fist trembled. Li Lingfeng's long hair was blown back by the fist wind, and his clothes stuck tightly to his chest.
Hu Zhan's fist had yet to truly land on his body, but the trigrams circling around Li Lingfeng's body had already trembled. His chest felt as if there was a 500-kilogram boulder pressing on it, making him feel incomparably oppressed.
"So powerful!" Li Lingfeng was secretly shocked. He seemed to see Gu Fei's shadow on Hu Zhan. Both of them were incomparably powerful, and both of them were peerlessly overbearing.
Li Lingfeng instantly fused with the Xun trigram. The Xun trigram represented wind, and it represented the power of wind. He seemed to have transformed into a whirlwind that soared into the sky. A pillar of water was also sucked into the sky by the whirlwind, forming a waterspout.
After Li Lingfeng's body fused with the Xun trigram, the speed of his movement had already reached an unimaginable level. He was definitely like the wind and lightning, and everyone could only catch an extremely faint shadow.
"Peng!" The extremely powerful White Tiger Emperor's Fist directly shattered the waterspout. The exploding water that filled the sky was directly evaporated by the terrifying fist force, and completely disappeared in the air.
Just as Hu Zhan's fist missed, Li Lingfeng had already swooped down towards him with the momentum of a thunderbolt. His right palm pressed down on Hu Zhan, and the Gen trigram appeared on his palm.
The Gen trigram represented the power of mountains and rivers. Li Lingfeng's right palm seemed to have drawn in the endless mountain qi, and it was like a huge mountain was descending from the sky to suppress Hu Zhan.
"Rumble …" Under Li Lingfeng's palm, there was the sound of 10,000 galloping horses. The water on the surface of the lake bounced continuously, and the terrifying power shook the entire space.
The dao technique and mystique that Li Lingfeng had displayed was extremely marvelous. The trigram was like a landslide, and the ground seemed to sink. The terrifying mountain qi sealed the space below, and it completely enveloped Hu Zhan.
When the people from the Three Main Daoist Sects saw this scene, they couldn't help but reveal looks of joy on their faces. Even the eyes of Lin Xuan from the Shangqing Sect and Gui Teng from the Black Tortoise clan, who were in a stalemate, were attracted by the battle in the lake.
Lin Xuan had originally wanted to fight alongside Li Lingfeng. Hu Zhan, who was incomparably domineering and arrogant, was blocked by Gui Teng from the Black Tortoise clan.
"Roar!"
The tiger's roar shook the sky, and the tiger stripes appeared. Hu Zhan felt threatened, and the image of a white tiger surged out from Hu Zhan's body. Then, with a bang, the surface of the lake cracked, and the lake water sank. A white tiger pounced towards the sky, baring its fangs and claws. It was extremely ferocious.
The Gen trigram that was descending from the sky had already become as big as a mountain, and it gathered the mountain qi from all directions. The light illuminated half the sky, and within the trigram, there seemed to be an endless amount of mountains appearing.
The white tiger and its body became one, as if an ancient sacred white tiger had descended into the world. The tiger's might shocked the heavens and earth. Hu Zhan directly rushed into the sky, pouncing towards the trigram that was suppressing him.
"Rumble …" There was a loud rumble, and Hu Zhan had gone crazy. He actually shattered the trigram and directly rushed into the endless mountain qi.
Under everyone's shocked and indescribable gazes, the enormous trigram that seemed like a hundred thousand mountains pressing down at the same time collapsed, and the mountain qi spread out mightily in all directions. "Rumble …" Everything in the vicinity seemed to have been crushed by the enormous mountains, and they completely collapsed as if they were dry weeds and rotten wood.
The lake water was flipped up high into the sky, revealing the pitch-black silt at the bottom of the lake. Everyone retreated into the distance, and under this terrifying force, more than half of the pavilions in the courtyard collapsed.
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