He Yiming and Bai Yunfei walked on the waves and arrived at the small island on the right in no time.
Even from afar, they could hear the impassioned roar. This roar was filled with high fighting spirit and an unyielding will. The closer they got to the roar, the more they felt their blood boil.
He Yiming was secretly amazed. He kept recalling the contents of the Rare Treasures Record in his mind, but he was disappointed that he couldn't remember what kind of creature it was from the beginning to the end.
At last, they set foot on the peculiar island.
Compared to the barren island from before, this island was not only many times larger, but it was also densely covered with pine trees. In He Yiming's opinion, it was full of vitality. It was evident that many living beings lived on the island.
Even so, He Yiming was certain that there were not many humans living here.
This was because the Black Vultures were on the other island. If there were humans here, they would surely be attacked by them. Even Innate Powerhouses would have a headache if they were attacked by the winged spirit beasts.
He Yiming's ears twitched again. His face changed a little as he noted, "Brother Bai, this spirit beast is fighting, but it seems to be fighting a person."
He Yiming did not arrive at the scene, but he felt a sense of deja vu when he sensed the extremely forceful collision power from the center of the island. He was certain that it was the aura and mightiness of a Venerable One.
Similar to how high-grade spirit beasts could identify their companions' auras from far away, He Yiming became much sharper in this aspect after becoming a Venerable One. Unless the person did not make a move, He Yiming was certain that it was a Venerable One as long as he sensed the change in the momentum of the fight.
He Yiming was extremely surprised when he thought about how he could encounter a Venerable One on such a barren island.
He hesitated for a while before he nodded at 108. They continued to head toward the center of the island, but He Yiming concealed his cultivation base and aura this time because he did not want to be easily discovered.
As for the Baozhu, it consciously went into hibernation under He Yiming's gaze.
Under this state, even He Yiming, who was standing next to it, might not be able to hear its heartbeat and breathing, let alone other people.
The path on the island was not easy to walk on, but it was not an obstacle for He Yiming and Bai Yunfei.
Before long, they were close to the center of the island.
The closer he got, the more he could feel the powerful impact from the center. He Yiming's face became increasingly solemn. He had already sensed that the strength of the two fellows who were fighting could be said to be at a terrifying level. Not to mention other things, compared to the three Venerables he encountered outside Crying Ghost Ridge, these two fellows were clearly superior.
At last, He Yiming arrived outside a massive hollow. He lowered his body a little to take a closer look.
He did not know how the massive hollow was formed, but it turned out to be a natural battlefield. Moreover, He Yiming could tell at one glance that the surrounding rock walls seemed to be somewhat strange as they did not show any signs of cracking or collapsing under the impact of such an intense power.
However, what really made He Yiming gasp in amazement was the man and the beast that were currently fighting in the cave.
The human was an old man. His hair and beard were white, and his face was covered in dirt. Nobody knew how many days it had been since he last cleaned himself. The man was wearing the simplest beast skin, and his clothes were full of holes. In a way, his hair was disheveled and his face was dirty, and his clothes did not cover his body at all.
Even so, He Yiming did not intend to underestimate the old man at all.
No matter the situation, the old man's body was straight, and his bare feet were firmly planted on the ground like an old tree that had grown for 10,000 years. When he waved his hands, they were wide open and carried an upright and righteous aura.
He Yiming only took a few glances at the old man, and he could tell that the old man was magnanimous by nature, which was why he could cultivate such a straightforward and upright aura.
If the old man was narrow-minded, petty, or scheming, his aura would not be the same as it was now.
He Yiming was secretly amazed as he carefully observed the old man's Martial Skills. His Martial Skills were the same as his personality, upright and upright. However, it was precisely because of this that his power was unparalleled. Every punch and palm strike would create a whirlwind, and the surrounding air seemed to be attracted by his vital Qi, surrounding him and forming a confined space.
He Yiming knew that if he were to fight the old man, unless he used the Five Element Ring, the Overturning Heaven Seal, the Nine Dragons Furnace, or the Five Elements as One, he would still have a lot of negative effects if he used ordinary Martial Skills.
This was not just a feeling, but judging from the strength of the old man's aura, He Yiming was certain that even if the old man fought empty-handed, he could still beat Gabri, who was wielding a sword and shield, to the point where he had to flee.
Opposite the old man was a white horse with a flawless white body.
The most peculiar thing about this white horse was that it had a horn on its forehead. However, this was not the tree-like dragon or snake horn on the Crying Ghost Mountain Ridge. Instead, it was a long horn that was spiraling in the air.
Apart from that, the white horse also had a few strands of long hair on its head that fluttered past its neck, making it look more elegant.
One could tell at a glance that the horse was much more powerful than He Yiming's Red Silk Horse and Jin Zhanzhong's Big Black Horse.
He Yiming shook his head and thought, 'What am I thinking about? This is a spirit beast that can contend against a Venerable One, so how can it be compared to an ordinary horse?'
Quietly watching their fight, He Yiming was surprised to find out that Li Yunmu's eyes were shining brightly.
The white horse seemed to be an Innate Spirit Beast instead of a legendary holy beast that could contend against a Venerable One.
After becoming enemies with the Totem Clan, He Yiming naturally had to collect information about totems.
Therefore, he knew that there were spirit beasts called holy beasts deep in the mountains. They were incredibly mighty, such that even Venerable Ones might not be able to gain the upper hand when fighting against them.
He Yiming had become a Venerable One and had the Five-element Ring, but he still dared not enter the mountains easily because he was afraid of the mighty holy beasts.
Spirit beasts possessed innate talents that far surpassed that of humans. On the other hand, humans' cultivation speed was also much faster than spirit beasts'.
Apart from their talents, a spirit beast's strength was also determined by how long they had lived.
Once a spirit beast had lived for more than 500 years, it could condense a Neidan, use a part of the universe's Qi, and even have the ability to breathe. As for the spiritual beasts that had lived for more than a thousand years, their intelligence had been awakened, and the amount of Xiantian Qi they could mobilize far exceeded that of ordinary spiritual beasts. The power they possessed was even comparable to the experts of One-Line-Sky.
Some thousand year old spirit beasts, after living for a thousand years, would experience some kind of unforeseen event by chance, causing them to mutate and truly master the use of the power of heaven and earth. They could let Heaven and Earth's power flow freely in their bodies, and they could even be stimulated from every part of their bodies like humans.
If a spirit beast could reach this step, it would be a real holy beast.
In the world of spirit beasts, holy beasts were equivalent to human Venerable Ones. Furthermore, due to the fact that Saint Beasts were generally extremely talented, ordinary Venerables were more likely to lose than win when fighting against Saint Beasts.
Of course, it was different for human Venerable Ones like He Yiming, who had mastered imitated divine tools.
Having said that, how many imitated divine tools could be found in the world? Therefore, most Venerable Ones would rather offend equal-ranked powerhouses than incur enmity with powerful holy beasts.
Nonetheless, one could tell a holy beast from a non-holy beast at a glance. As long as one sensed the concentration of Heaven and Earth's Qi around them and the way they fought, one could easily distinguish whether they were holy beasts or not.
Now, what made He Yiming feel strange was that the horse fighting with the old man, whether it was the density of the Qi of Heaven and Earth around it or its fighting style, did not seem to have reached the level of a Holy Beast.
On the other hand, an Innate Spirit Beast could actually fight a formidable human Venerable One to a draw. He Yiming was in disbelief.
After watching for some time again, He Yiming finally understood.
This white horse was indeed gifted. Its speed was unbelievably fast, and its strength was also unimaginable.
The elder's punches and palms contained Heaven and Earth's Qi. If an ordinary 1,000-year spirit beast was hit, its skin and flesh would be torn apart, and its tendons and bones would be broken.
Having said that, the white horse easily dodged most of the elder's punches and kicks.
With its 4 hooves on the ground, it swayed slightly to cover tens of meters. Given its speed, He Yiming could not see it clearly even if he widened his eyes.
His heart suddenly felt a chill. The shock that this strange white horse brought to him was not something that could be described with words. With such speed, what kind of attack in the world could hit it?
Not only that, after running for a while, the horse seemed to have lost its patience. It lowered its head and suddenly charged towards the old man. When it was right in front of the old man, it stretched out its big hooves and viciously kicked at the old man.
The elder seemed to have been prepared for this. He punched at the right time, and when his fist and the horse's hooves collided, his body trembled twice before he managed to stand firm.
The white horse flew several meters back, but it was obvious that the elder's mighty fist as a Venerable One could not hurt it at all.
He Yiming finally understood the elder's helplessness.
His opponent was not a holy beast, but for a spirit beast that was as fast as lightning and had immense strength, there was nothing he could do if he could not hit its vital points. (To be continued. If you'd like to know what happens next, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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