When he arrived at the Xuan Ming Temple, Ye Fei was surprised to find that there was a tall statue of the Wizard Ancestor in the temple. The statue was of Xuan Ming.
It was an awe-inspiring and powerful Wizard Ancestor with a strong fighting spirit. The two palms of the statue were two huge fighting rings.
One of them was the Wizard God Fighting Ring, which was specially built for the Wizard Gods to settle their grudges. It was called the Xuan Ming Upper Hall. The other was a golden fighting ring, which was specially built for Golden Sorcerers to fight. It was called the Xuan Ming Lower Hall.
One of the two temples was in the sky and the other was in the ground. It represented the strict hierarchy of the Sorcerer Tribe and the huge gap between the Wizard Gods and the Great Sorcerers.
When Ye Fei arrived, 12 thrones had appeared in the palms of the Wizard Ancestor in the Xuan Ming Upper Hall. On the thrones, the 12 Wizard Gods of the Sorcerer Tribe sat solemnly on their respective thrones. There were men and women, old and young, and there were also strong and weak Sorcerer Gods.
However, Ye Fei's fighting instinct told him that although the Sorcerer Gods were strong, their fighting strength was only slightly higher than that of an Upper Martial God. Compared to the two Earthly Venerables, the Divine Realm and the Human God, there was a huge gap.
"That's strange. The Sorcerer Tribe's fighting skills and martial arts can be used together and their powers are similar. Why is it that the Sorcerer Tribe's fighting strength is several times weaker than that of the Human Tribe's?" Ye Fei was puzzled as he looked at the high and mighty Sorcerer Gods. On the thrones, when Chen Liang saw Ye Fei, a trace of anticipation flashed across his eyes. He nodded slightly at Ye Fei, which was rare, and said to him telepathically, "Shang Jiu, you must give it your all in this battle. Show the glory of our Rolan's Golden Palace and let me see the results of your cultivation."
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"Yes, Great Sage. Don't worry, I will do my best in this battle. I definitely won't disappoint you!" Ye Fei's expression was very respectful, but he didn't address Chen Liang as his master.
Chen Liang didn't care about Ye Fei either. Even though he had forcefully accepted Ye Fei as his disciple, other than giving Ye Fei a copy of the Perish God Battle Technique, Chen Liang didn't care about Ye Fei at all. Even Gong Zhu, who was ordered to keep an eye on Ye Fei, didn't know what Chen Liang was thinking.
The other Sorcerer Gods present were even more confused. However, this did not mean that they would not pay attention to Ye Fei. Especially after the news of Ye Fei possessing the Golden Treasure Trove spread, many Sorcerer Gods were shocked.
"Chen Liang, he's the kid with the golden divine treasure?"
"What a pity. He possessed such great talent, yet he actually chose to walk down the path of the weakest Battle Shaman. What a waste of his talent!"
These Sorcerer Gods felt that it was a pity. After all, Battle Shamans had long declined in the Sorcerer Tribe. Very few Sorcerers would choose to walk down the path of Battle Shaman, unless they were desperate.
Chen Liang smiled and nodded expectantly at Ye Fei, indicating that Ye Fei could enter the Golden Arena.
Ye Fei once again performed the Sorcerer's etiquette to express his respect for the Sorcerer Gods. Only then did he step forward and enter the Golden Arena.
Immediately, 11 sharp gazes shot out from the 12 stone pillars in the arena. The owners of these gazes were all young and powerful Golden Sorcerers. Many of them were disciples of the Sorcerer Gods, and they were also the group of young people who were most likely to become Sorcerer Gods in the future.
However, what disappointed Ye Fei was that when he glanced at these young Sorcerers, he found that other than himself, the others were either Sorcerer Gods or Weapon Shamans. He was the only Battle Shaman.
"It seems like Battle Shamans have a very low status in the Sorcerer Tribe. But it makes sense. It's because of the decline of the Battle Shaman Sect that no one has discovered that Battle Techniques and Martial Arts can be used together!"
Strictly speaking, the Sorcerer Tribe could also practice Martial Arts, but the power they used was different.
Ignoring the attention of these young Sorcerers, Ye Fei walked toward the stone pillar that belonged to his Rolan's Golden Palace. There was an altar on the stone pillar. This was the place where Sorcerers performed their rituals.
Unlike Martial Artists, Sorcerers rarely fought face to face. They mostly performed their rituals on the altar and borrowed the power of Heaven and Earth to summon the wind and rain, killing their enemies without leaving a trace.
Then, Ye Fei was enraged again.
He found that the altar on the stone pillar that belonged to Chen Liang's Rolan's Golden Palace had already been occupied. The one who occupied the altar was not a Golden Sorcerer, but an ancient desolate beast. Taking a closer look, it was a rare Three-Headed Lion King Beast. It was also a strange beast that many Weapon Shamans liked to keep in captivity.
"What's going on? Why is there a strange beast sitting on the stone pillar of our Rolan's Rolan's Golden Palace?" When Sorcerer Gongzhu saw the scene in the arena through the golden light screen, he suddenly flew into a rage. Although he already regarded Ye Fei as his mortal enemy, he also knew that Chen Liang had other plans for Ye Fei.
But after all, Ye Fei was representing Chen Liang's Rolan's Golden Palace. Now that someone had suddenly placed a Lion King Beast on the stone pillar that belonged to Chen Liang's Rolan's Golden Palace, it was not just an insult to Ye Fei, but to the entire Rolan's Rolan's Golden Palace.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Who is it? How dare they! Do they think that there's no one in our Rolan's Golden Palace? How dare they let a beast sit on the stone pillar that belongs to our Rolan's Golden Palace!"
"I recognize that Lion King Beast. It belongs to Li Fire's Golden Palace. It's the mount of Grand Monarch Li Fire!"
"What? Grand Monarch Li Fire? Hiss... "
The gold rank Sorcerers who had been clamoring just now all shut their mouths and looked in horror at the red-faced old man who was surrounded by a scarlet mist. This old man was Grand Monarch Li Fire, the other Sorcerer God of the twelve Rolan's Golden Palaces.
Ye Fei also stopped and looked at Grand Monarch Li Fire in confusion. Finally, he looked at Grand Monarch Chen Liang.
"Li Fire, you've gone too far this time. Why should we interfere in the affairs of young people?"
Grand Monarch Chen Liang was also somewhat displeased. After all, Ye Fei was still his disciple on the surface. To secretly arrange for a beast to occupy the stone pillar like Li Fire had done was not only an insult to Ye Fei, but also a disgrace to him.
Faced with this question, Li Fire's face was completely cold. "Chen Liang, for your sake, I'll let your disciple die with some understanding. Jin Wu is my grandson! Since he had the guts to kill Jin Wu, he must pay a price! "
"What? Jin Wu is your grandson? The man your daughter married is Jin She... No wonder. I miscalculated this time..." Grand Monarch Chen Liang took a deep look at Li Fire, then sat down with a gloomy face and no longer spoke.
Many of the other Sorcerer Gods were still shocked. Although they knew that Grand Monarch Li Fire had a daughter, none of them had seen her before, let alone thought that Li Fire and Jin She had such a relationship.
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