The Thousand Mountains Forest was vast and had hundreds of tribes living there.
Nobody knows when, but there was an unwritten rule in the forest. Every 10 years, a battle to the death will be held and the loser will become the winner's slave.
Towards this rule, the tribes in the forest both loved and hated it. What they loved was that the 10 years were peaceful and they didn't have to worry about enemies invading.
What they hated was that if they lost, the tribe would be gone.
But whether they loved it or hated it, the rule was there and no tribe could change it.
Therefore, for thousands of years, the battle to the death has always existed. Even the most powerful tribes didn't dare to miss it.
Today was the day of the battle to the death.
The people of all the major tribes gathered in the center of the Thousand Mountains Forest. It was crowded with people, and it was very lively.
Ling Xian was among them.
However, his attention wasn't on the battle, it was on the Sun in the sky.
This Sun wasn't a star, it was formed from a technique. However, it was no different from a real Sun.
"Unbelievable. I don't think even the ancestors can do this."
Ling Xian exclaimed. It wasn't hard to mimic the shape of the Sun, but to possess the power of the Sun was as difficult as climbing up to the sky.
"The ancestors are undefeatable beings. What can't they do?" Qing Wan frowned.
"Yeah, what can't the Divine Ancestor do?"
Ling Xian softly sighed and no longer paid attention to the Sun.
"It's about time."
A strong man spoke. His voice was loud like a bell that shook everyone's soul.
At once, the entire place silenced. The smell of gunpowder permeated the air.
"Everyone knows the rules of the battle to the death."
"Let us begin."
The strong man's eyes were glowing as he glanced around, "Who dares to challenge the Xiong Sha Tribe?"
Hearing this, the entire place silenced. Nobody answered.
The Xiong Sha Tribe was the undisputed ruler of the Thousand Mountains Forest. Who dares to challenge them?
"Since you aren't speaking, it means nobody wants to challenge you. That's good. I am happy to watch the show."
The strong man smiled, "What are you all waiting for? Let's move. "
Hearing this, the strongest warriors of the tribes all started to move. They all went to find their opponents.
A cold looking elder walked before Qing Wan and snickered, "Is there no one else in the Wu Qing Tribe? What's the use of a little girl? "
"I am enough to defeat you." Qing Wan's face was cold and her eyes were full of hatred.
"How arrogant."
The old man laughed in disdain. He only had the cultivation of level four and could not tell that Qing Wan was a level five cultivator.
However, he had seen Qing Wan and knew that she was merely a level-two cultivator. Therefore, he didn't think much of her.
"Whether it's arrogance or the truth, you'll know once you try."
Qing Wan's face was as cold as ice. "Today, I will avenge the Patriarch."
"He's old and muddle-headed. You're still so young. What's wrong with your head?"
The old man looked at Qingwan in disdain and said, "You're just a silly little girl and you want to avenge him? Maybe in your next life."
"Cut the crap. Hasn't your Blue Ghost Tribe always wanted to annex my Blue Crow Tribe? Let's fight."
Qing Wan's eyes flashed with cold lightning. Although she looked weak, she had the aura of an expert.
She was now a level-5 cultivator, and with the help of the Three Pure Ones Heavenly Technique, she naturally had the aura of a powerhouse.
"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish."
The old man smiled in disdain and slammed forward. It was soft and slow, and he didn't even use 30% of his strength.
To him, Qing Wan was at most a level-three cultivator. Using 30% of her strength was like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife.
"You underestimate me."
Qing Wan laughed. She was now a level-five cultivator. Even if the old man used all his strength, he wouldn't be able to hurt her.
Therefore, she didn't defend or dodge. She allowed this palm to land on her.
HOMMM!
Dust flew everywhere and the ancient tree snapped. Qing Wan was unharmed and didn't even move half a step back.
This stunned the old man. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"It's my turn."
Qing Wan snickered and similarly slammed forward. She also used 30% of her strength.
But what was different was that this was 30% of a level-five cultivator's strength. Even a level-four cultivator would find it hard to defend, let alone an intermediate level-four cultivator.
Retch!
Fresh blood splattered everywhere. The old man was flung backward and his entire body was about to fall apart.
It was as if he had seen a ghost. Other than disbelief, there was also shock on his face.
Everyone present was shocked as well. They looked at Qing Wan and all of them sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Level-Five! This is the power of a level-five cultivator! "
"She heavily injured the leader of the Green Ghost Tribe with one strike. What terrifying capabilities!"
"Is the leader of the Green Ghost Tribe blind? How did he provoke a level-five cultivator? "
Everyone was shocked to the extreme. Even the muscular man who nobody dared to challenge had a serious expression.
"Ehem, ehem, you … how can you be a level-five cultivator?" The old man couldn't accept this.
"Why not?"
Seeing the old man in such a sorry state, Qing Wan felt exhilarated and satisfied.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
The old man roared and attacked with all his strength in an attempt to kill Qing Wan.
Sadly, even if he used all his strength, he couldn't move Qing Wan.
She merely attacked casually and the old man was completely suppressed. He was almost destroyed in both body and soul.
This confirmed everyone that Qing Wan was truly a level-five cultivator!
The old man was also certain. Though it was hard to believe, this was the truth and nobody could deny it.
"You have lost. From now on, you will be an appendage of the Wu Qing Tribe!"
Qing Wan's brows were raised high and she wanted to laugh out loud.
Ling Xian, however, didn't feel anything.
To him, everything that was happening here was child's play. A battle of life and death was nothing more than a child's play.
"I have lost … I have lost …" The old man lost his soul.
Every time he thought about how the Green Ghost Tribe would become an appendage of the Wu Qing Tribe, he found it hard to accept.
However, whether it was the rules or Qing Wan, they were not things he could change.
"She is from the Wu Qing Tribe. Based on what I know, it is not the weakest tribe in the Thousand Mountain Forest, but it is one of the weakest."
"Unbelievable. Such a weak tribe produced a fifth level-five cultivator!"
"After this battle, the Thousand Mountain Forest will have another leader!"
Everyone discussed. There was shock, fear, and confusion.
This was far too abnormal. A weak tribe suddenly produced a fifth level-five cultivator. That in itself was unbelievable.
"It looks like the Wu Qing Tribe had a fortune …"
The muscular man squinted his eyes and had the urge to steal it.
However, he wasn't sure of Qing Wan's capabilities. Thus, he didn't make a move.
"I will give you three days to bring everyone to the Wu Qing Tribe. If you don't, don't blame me for starting a massacre."
Qing Wan's face was cold. Then, she looked at Ling Xian and smiled sweetly. "Let's go. We will celebrate with our tribe."
Hearing this, Ling Xian faintly smiled and was about to decline.
His wounds were mostly healed and there was no need for him to return to the Wu Qing Tribe.
However, just as Ling Xian was about to say goodbye, the muscular man spoke first.
"Heroes are born young. I wonder what your name is?"
"Qing Wan." The young girl was startled.
"Good name. I have ordered for a feast to be prepared. I wonder if you would like to come?" The muscular man smiled.
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