The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

"Is that so? I have been practicing for the past two months and I am not aware of these things." Zhang Chentian forced a smile and replied.

"Fortunately, I have mastered the Xuanwu Turtle Breathing Technique during this period of time, otherwise it might really be discovered by someone." Thinking of this, Zhang Chentian secretly praised his wise decision.

"Brother Chentian, you are now a popular candidate competing with Yuan Chao for the championship, and your background and family situation have been dug out by those with ulterior motives.

No one believed that you could achieve such success at such a young age relying on a small force, so everyone had two guesses about you. "Having said this, Yu Hai paused and looked at Zhang Chentian quietly.

Zhang Chentian blurted out: "What guess?"

Hearing Zhang Chentian's question, Yu Hai said with a serious expression and a heavy tone, "Either you have inherited the legacy of a Saint Formation Master, or you are the disciple of a peak powerhouse.

If you are in the second case, then there is no problem, but if it is the first case, you should be careful.

Maybe no one will take action during the competition, but after the competition, someone will definitely cause trouble for you and test the situation."

"They want to die, I don't mind giving them a ride." Zhang Chentian just shrugged at Yu Hai's words, without showing any fear on his face.

"It seems that you have been prepared for this. Some people are probably going to be in trouble." Yu Hai smiled as he looked at Zhang Chentian's reaction.

"Isn't Manager Yu curious about what kind of situation I am in?" Zhang Chentian stared into Yu Hai's eyes and said calmly.

Hearing this, Yu Hai was stunned, then smiled and shook his head, looking into Zhang Chentian's eyes: "I'm not curious, no matter what situation you are in, it has nothing to do with me, or Tianya Pavilion.

There is a reason why our Tianya Pavilion has been able to stand tall on the continent for decades. We have strict rules in this regard, and anyone who violates them will be killed!

To be honest, within Tianya Pavilion, we have Saint-level inheritances, and even a few Saint King-level ones, so there's no need to take the risk of offending a promising genius."

"It's worthy of being Tianya Pavilion." After hearing this, what else could Zhang Chentian say.

However, he would not believe that Tianya Pavilion was really as the other party said. If the benefits were sufficient, Tianya Pavilion would definitely take action, and would leave no one alive. Otherwise, its image of hundreds of thousands of years would be wiped out in an instant.

He also sold some spiritual medicines and the array plates he had drawn during this period, and obtained a total of 410,000 medium-grade spirit stones, which he chose to keep.

After chatting with the other party for a while, Zhang Chentian left.

In the private room, Zhang Hao looked at Yu Hai: "Sir, since his identity has been confirmed, why not..." At this point, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across Zhang Hao's face.

"If you are not strong enough, don't have any inappropriate thoughts, otherwise you will be the only one to die. Also, I don't want today's incident to spread out, you understand." Yu Hai looked at Zhang Hao coldly and said in a cold tone.

"Yes, yes, yes! Don't worry, sir!" Zhang Hao's heart trembled and he replied repeatedly.

"Ah."

……

Elsewhere, Zhang Chentian had already returned to the inn. He tidied his clothes briefly and then quickly walked into his room. Here, he made some simple preparations before entering the Nine Profound Star Tower.

When his gaze fell on the glittering earth-level spiritual weapons and minerals outside the wooden house, a hint of surprise and anticipation flashed in his eyes.

He slowly turned his head and looked towards the small tower, his eyes full of anticipation as he said, "Little Tower, given your current state, how much of your strength can be restored by absorbing these Earth-grade spiritual weapons and ores?"

The small tower seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, it said slowly: "Although the number of these earth-level spiritual weapons and ores is indeed quite large, their level is not too high.

However, even so, after I absorbed and refined it, it was enough to restore my strength to the level of the late Saint Realm.

Moreover, during this process, the concentration of spiritual energy within the tower can be raised to the level of an eighth-order spiritual vein."

Hearing Xiaota say this, Zhang Chentian was immediately excited. He waved his arms excitedly and said loudly:

"Great! Xiaota, start absorbing it quickly. Once you recover some strength, our safety will be greatly improved."

Xiaota nodded and said, "Well, you go out first.

It will take me about a month to complete this absorption and refining process. During this time, I will not be able to help you pay attention to the outside world, so you must be careful."

Zhang Chentian looked at Xiaota seriously and said firmly: "Don't worry, Xiaota, I will always stay vigilant." After saying this, Zhang Chentian waved his hand lightly, and with a thought, he returned to his room again.

……

Fog city.

Zhang Chenguang stood high in the city, his eyes firm and sharp, his resounding voice echoing through the city like a bell:

"Chen Hu, take some of your brave tribesmen and rush to Wutan City for support as quickly as possible! Chen Wu, lead another group of tribesmen to Qingmu City! I will be in charge of protecting this place!"

"Understood, Myna!" Upon hearing this, Chen Hu and Chen Wu did not hesitate at all and each brought a group of tribesmen to support.

"Uncle Forty-One, Chen Tao, and all the clan members, you must be extra careful when you act! Although these abominable evil cultivators are of average strength,

"But their hearts are extremely vicious, and their methods are even more insidious and cunning. You must be vigilant and not easily fall for their tricks." Zhang Chenguang glanced at the tribesmen behind him and solemnly warned.

"Don't worry, Myna (Chen Guang)! We will never let you down!" Everyone responded in unison, with determination on their faces.

Now, in the entire family, Zhang Chenguang's strength is undoubtedly the strongest, and no one will disobey him, especially at this critical moment.

"Well, remember to hide your cultivation." Zhang Chenguang emphasized again, and then he shook his hand suddenly, and a long sword shining with brilliant golden light instantly appeared in his hand.

The long sword seemed to contain endless majesty and power, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world at any time.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Chenguang roared loudly, like a ferocious lion, carrying the sharp aura of the late first-level sword intent, sweeping across the entire battlefield like a storm.

The momentum was so overwhelming that it seemed to shake the heaven and earth.

In just a short moment, no less than thirty evil cultivators in the Condensation Realm died under his lightning-fast sword.

Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the battlefield, which was already filled with blood, red.

The other members of the Zhang family were like a group of brave and fearless gods of war, charging straight in without retreating. Their momentum was like a rolling torrent, and they rushed into the evil cultivators' camp in an instant.

Their steps were vigorous and their movements were swift, as if they were not stepping into a battlefield full of danger and fighting, but into an open space without any obstacles.

Wherever they went, the evil cultivators were like fallen leaves swept by the wind, and their figures kept collapsing in the blood waves filled with the smell of blood.

"Since Seventh Brother is not here, we will be the ones protecting the Zhang family! Anyone who comes to attack our Zhang family will be killed without mercy!"

Zhang Chenguang's passionate voice echoed on the battlefield like thunder, shaking people's hearts.

"Kill, kill, kill!" All the Zhang family disciples roared in unison. The sound was like a sharp sword, flashing with cold light, piercing straight into the enemy's heart.

Every cry was filled with their loyalty to their family and hatred towards the evil cultivators, as if to shake the entire world.

"Hahaha, the cultivators from the Zhang family have finally come to support us! We are saved!"

Sparks of hope suddenly ignited in the eyes of those monks who had been in despair, as if they had seen a ray of light in the darkness.

"Everyone, follow the Zhang family and kill these evil bastards! Let them know that we are not to be trifled with!" A cultivator waved the magic weapon in his hand, roaring loudly, with anger flashing in his eyes.

"Damn it! We can't let these evil cultivators continue to be so arrogant! We must teach them a lesson!"

Another monk said this with gritted teeth, his eyes bloodshot, the anger in his heart had already reached its peak.

……

Hearing the firm and loud voice of Zhang family disciples, the eyes of all the cultivators in Wucheng lit up, as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw in the vast ocean.

They were all ready to fight side by side with the Zhang family disciples to fight against the rampant evil cultivators.

In order to protect this land and their homes, they would do anything.

On the other side, Aoki Castle was now littered with corpses and filled with wailing.

"Why? Why would these evil cultivators come to our Qingmu City!" A young man stood in the fire with a dull look in his eyes, looking at the three bloody corpses in front of him, muttering to himself. Even when the fire spread to his body, he showed no expression.

His family had all been killed by evil cultivators, but he had gone to the back mountain to collect herbs, so he escaped with his life.

At this moment, a burly man covered in blood rushed into the fire, forcibly pulled the boy out, helped him put out the fire, and yelled at him:

"Qin Ming! Are you going to die? Do you want to be burned alive?"

"Uncle Wu, my family members are all dead. I... have no relatives." Qin Ming's voice was calm and his eyes were dull.

"You..." He was about to scold her, but when he saw the other person's eyes that showed no desire to live, his heart softened. He sighed and said, "In this world, no one cares about the life and death of the weak. You must remember that being weak is a sin!"

Then he took out a yellow-grade mid-grade long sword from his storage bag and handed it to Qin Ming, saying:

"My cultivation is only at the ninth level of Body Tempering. I can barely protect myself, so I can only help you up to this point. This is a mid-grade Yellow Rank Spiritual Weapon. If you still want to stay alive and avenge your family, then go out and fight for yourself! Carve out a way to survive!"

He put the sword on the ground, patted his shoulder, and left. It was not that he didn't want to take Qin Ming with him, but he didn't have the strength. It was still a question whether he could survive until tomorrow.

"Survive? Revenge?" A trace of determination flashed in Qin Ming's eyes, and he stared at the long sword on the ground.

"Hehehe~ I didn't expect that I actually missed one here. Even though it's only the first level of Body Tempering, it's still better than nothing. Haha, come on, become my nourishment and make me stronger!"

The evil cultivator who was at the fifth level of Body Tempering raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a ferocious smile. The saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, looking particularly disgusting. He pounced on Qin Ming as fast as a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

Feeling the strong threat to his life, Qin Ming's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip, and an uncontrollable anger surged in his heart.

"Yes! I must live! I must take revenge!" He shouted in his heart, and the voice seemed to break through the sky.

Then, he picked up the long sword on the ground with lightning speed, and a faint light flashed on the sword.

He pointed his sword directly at the ragged evil cultivator, his eyes revealing an unprecedented determination:

"It's all your fault! You're the ones who killed my parents! And my sister! I'm going to make you pay with blood!"

After saying this, he no longer hesitated, gripped his sword tightly, and rushed towards the opponent without stopping like an angry lion.

Every step he took carried his hatred for his enemies, and every breath he took was filled with the desire to survive.

"Hahaha~ kid, are you kidding me? With your pathetic first-level Body Tempering cultivation, you dare to challenge me? You're simply courting death!"

The evil cultivator seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He stopped and laughed at Qin Ming who was rushing towards him, his eyes full of disdain and contempt.

"You die!" This angry shout seemed to carry endless murderous intent and exploded in the air.

"Fuck you! Don't think you can be my opponent just because you have a yellow-grade mid-level spirit sword!"

While cursing, he raised his foot mercilessly and kicked Qin Ming in the stomach like a swift cannonball.

The force was so great that it seemed to be able to break a hard rock into pieces, and it kicked Qin Ming away in an instant.

It drew a long arc in the air and flew more than ten meters before falling heavily to the ground.

Qin Ming, who was kicked away, lay on the ground like a wounded beast, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood. The bright red color was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

His eyes were red, as if burning with anger. He ignored the pain in his body and kept repeating:

"I will kill you! I will kill you!" The voice was full of determination and resoluteness, as if it was the strongest cry from the depths of his heart.

"Kill me? You'd better stay with your dead parents!" The evil cultivator said, and suddenly a short knife flashing with cold light appeared in his hand. The short knife exuded a cold aura, as if it could devour people's souls.

He slashed at Qin Ming without hesitation, and the speed was so fast that it was dazzling.

However, although Qin Ming was seriously injured, he relied on his tenacious will and hatred for the enemy and actually blocked the fatal blow with the sword in his hand.

"Oh? You still have strength?" A look of surprise appeared on the face of the evil cultivator of the fifth level of body tempering. He originally thought that he had beaten Qin Ming without any chance to fight back, but he didn't expect that this guy could still block his attack.

But the Qin Ming in front of him had changed a lot. His eyes were bleeding, his skin was cracked, but his body was emitting a dazzling light.

Qin Ming held the enemy's right hand tightly.

"Let go! Let go! How can a guy who is only at the first level of body tempering have so much strength!" The evil cultivator felt something was wrong at this time and wanted to distance himself from him, but he couldn't break free.

Swish! The long sword slashed across the opponent's neck!

"I want you to die!" A cold voice sounded, announcing the death of the evil cultivator.

"What the hell are you...a monster!" As soon as he finished speaking, his life force disappeared.