"The clear stream flowed slowly, and the green jadeite bamboo forest was accompanied by the sound of the wind, playing a melodious tune of nature."
"Boom!"
After Xing Long from the Ancient Xingtian Clan crossed the wooden bridge, another Ancient Clan youth at the ninth level of the Soul Refining Realm stepped onto the wooden bridge. "However, under the invisible waves of murderous intent, the ancient race genius was only able to walk halfway across the wooden bridge before he was forced to retreat with wounds all over his body. There was even a gash on his neck that was bleeding profusely."
"I can already foresee what kind of terrifying killing formation continues on that ordinary wooden bridge!"
"Tsk, tsk!" Yao Shen Tong frowned. "A wind-type spiritual array."
What's so great about it? Let me try! " Yao Ling 'er's chubby face was full of confidence as she walked onto the wooden bridge with each step like a lotus flower.
"Although Yao Ling 'er's current cultivation level was only at the seventh level of the Soul Refining Realm, the dozens of geniuses present were all staring at the girl's back." The geniuses of the Shennong Ancient Clan were definitely not ordinary people of the same cultivation level as them.
Qin Tian was also staring at Yao Ling 'er with great interest.
The wind-type array on the wooden bridge was terrifyingly sharp, and it was powerful enough to threaten a First Heaven Divine Infant Realm cultivator! In other words, if one wanted to cross the wooden bridge, they had to have the combat power of a First Heaven Divine Infant Realm cultivator!
"Since Xing Long could cross the wooden bridge so easily, his combat power is far beyond that of a First Heaven Divine Infant Realm cultivator!"
"Crack!"
The void trembled as layers of transparent ripples appeared, carrying a terrifying sharpness that could cut through mountains and rivers as they surrounded Yao Ling 'er's frail body.
Qin Tian couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yao, are you that confident?"
"The Shennong Ancient Clan is not good at fighting. Even if Ling 'er can't cross the wooden bridge, she can still retreat safely." Yao Shen Tong smiled warmly, his eyes full of trust and confidence.
"Shennong Casting Cauldron Technique!"
Yao Ling 'er's slender and jade-like hands formed a series of complicated and ancient hand seals. Next, an ancient and magnificent cauldron with mysterious carvings descended from the sky, shielding Yao Ling' er like an iron wall.
"Clang, clang, clang — boom!" The slash marks that could cut through anything slammed into the cauldron, creating ear-piercing sounds of impact! Yao Ling 'er lifted her foot and walked towards the end of the wooden bridge.
The closer he got to the end of the wooden bridge, the more terrifying the invisible slash marks became! "The cauldron summoned by the Shennong Casting Cauldron Art is finally cracking. It's going to break at any moment."
"Damn it!"
Just a few more steps! Yao Ling 'er pursed her cherry lips and reluctantly retreated.
"What are you looking at?" The girl noticed that Qin Tian was looking at her with a smile. She immediately put her hands on her hips and shouted angrily, "Even I can't cross this wooden bridge, so don't even think about it."
"Eh … I think you're in the wrong."
Qin Tian looked away, speechless. "Ling Shang, do you want to try?"
"No." Jun Ling Shang shook his head. "I can't cross it."
Next, Yao Shentou crossed the wooden bridge without a doubt. He used the same defensive technique as Yao Ling 'er, the Shennong Casting Cauldron Art. However, it was obvious that his understanding of it was higher. The cauldron he summoned emitted a colorful glow that canceled out the slash marks on the wooden bridge.
"Demonic sword in hand!" Qin Tian's ordinary Sharingan opened.
"Although the Sharingan is not as good as the Mangekyou Sharingan, its insight is unparalleled!" After stepping on the ancient wooden bridge, Kuroto could clearly see the vibrating ripples on the bridge with his Uchiha Clan's Eye Bloodline.
"Clang, clang!"
A crisp sound exploded! "The geniuses in front of the wooden bridge were dumbstruck! They only saw the young man at the fourth level of the Soul Refining Realm waving the demonic sword in his hand, destroying the slash marks of the wind attribute. Occasionally, his figure would dance elegantly and perfectly to the side, dodging a few slash marks. "
That scene was like walking on a tightrope.
Yao Shentou, who was standing at the end of the wooden bridge, was shocked to see the young man in front of him so calmly! Although he was sure that Qin Tian could cross the wooden bridge, but it was so easy for him. It was as if he could see the transparent killing intent on the wooden bridge and perfectly block with his sword. It was simply unbelievable.
"Ahhh!" Yao Ling 'er stomped her feet in annoyance. "Damn it! How did he cross it? "
"Let's go."
Yao Shentou calmed down and walked into the depths of the bamboo forest with Qin Tian. "After a while, we arrived in front of a beautiful bamboo house. On a stone table, there was a pot of tea, a book, and a flute."
"The teapot was covered in dust, and it was filled with a refreshing fragrance that made people's souls cheer."
"There were a few bold and powerful words written on the ancient book, Ten Thousand Bamboo Heavenly Thunder!"
"As for the ancient flute, it had seven holes and was covered with mysterious patterns that emitted powerful True Energy."
… You.
Xing Long, the genius of the Ancient Xingtian Clan, was standing in front of the bamboo house with his hands clasped behind his back. "He wasn't surprised to see Yao Shentou, but the young man at the fourth Sky of the Soul Refining Realm shocked him."
"How is that possible?" Xing Long, who had personally experienced the danger on the wooden bridge, couldn't believe that someone at the fourth Sky of the Soul Refining Realm could cross it.
"This fragrance is … Ten Thousand Year Grass, Mysterious Origin Fruit, and Copper Sparrow Leaves!"
Yao Shentou's eyes fell on the teapot on the stone table. "Good stuff! Good stuff! Medicinal tea brewed with so many precious materials! It's like nectar! "
"Hehe!" Xing Long took a step forward and picked up the teapot. "It's really good stuff, but it's not for you."
"Brat, you're quite domineering."
Qin Tian's eyes were indifferent. "Yao Shentou looks approachable, but to him, medicinal tea brewed with precious materials is like a beggar meeting a roasted chicken. He won't compromise."
"As expected, Yao Shentou's gentle face turned cold."
"There are three things on the stone table. You want the ancient flute, books, and martial arts. But this medicinal tea is mine. "
"Hahaha!"
"I've heard that the people of the Ancient Shennong Clan are crazy about precious materials and elixirs. I want to see if you have the ability to take back this teapot from me!" Xing Long put down the teapot and released an incomparably powerful True Origin. It was powerful, pure, and filled with endless battle intent. Even a cultivator at the First Sky of the Nascent Soul Realm would retreat.
Yao Shentou's eyes were cold. "Hmph! If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll really think that the people of the Ancient Shennong Clan only know how to make pills and elixirs! "
A colorful cauldron spun above his head. It spat out a vast amount of True Origin that didn't lose to Xing Long's.
"There's going to be a good show!" Jiang Tian waited eagerly as he took the initiative to retreat into the distance. "What will it be like when the two strongest geniuses of the ancient races fight in the Eastern Sea Saint Region?"
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