Peerless War God

The path he walked was the same as Gu Li's. They were both in the path of body refinement. The path of body refinement was extremely formidable, especially when one cultivated to the Houtian realm. When fighting with other experts, even if one was unable to win, one could at least retreat in one piece.    

This was the greatest reliance of body refinement cultivators.    

However, today's substitute battle was different. This could be said to be the strongest battle under the Tribulation Transcender Realm, and all the cultivators that were able to stand on this stage were the best amongst them. No matter if it was Gu Hong or Chen Xiao, their strengths were formidable to an extremely terrifying extent.    

A life and death battle of this level. A slight carelessness could cost him his life. So what if he was a body cultivator? He had to be extremely careful.    

On the other side, it did not stop at all.    

Wan Chengwu and Wan Ling'er, who were the masters of the family, naturally had to personally meet these major powers who had come to watch the battle, as well as the big shots of the Tribulation Transcender Realm, and give them proper manners.    

After the greetings, another half a day passed.    

"Gulp ~" Chen Xiao shook the wine bottle in his hand, which had already drunk half of it. His eyes were incomparably clear. At this moment, a bright light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "The head is here."    

He subconsciously stood up. A white light descended from the horizon and landed in the middle of the sky. This person's body was filled with the will of wind and lightning. Wherever he passed, the wind and rain would turn into rain, causing one's heart to feel extremely comfortable and calm. He was actually able to easily affect the weather.    

After the white ray of light completely stopped, all of the phenomena disappeared, revealing his true appearance. He was a white-haired old man wearing a green robe. His face was withered, and his Qi and blood were exhausted. However, there was a transcendent aura emitting from his body, causing him to feel as if he was floating in the air.    

"Greetings, Old Island Master."    

"Greetings, Old Island Master."    

"Old Island Master, how have you been?"    

As soon as the withered old man appeared, many people immediately greeted him. The old man also cupped his hands in return. His expression was calm as well. Only then did everyone stop.    

"Everyone, I, Wan Xiong Mountain, represent the Golden Island to thank all of you for coming here to attend the ceremony. Let's begin without wasting any time." Wan Xiong Shan spoke briefly.    

Although it was very simple, it was very powerful and had weight. As long as this old man was still around, no one would dare to challenge the dignity of the Golden Island.    

When Wan Xiong was young, he was a formidable figure that could shake the entire Endless Sea. Although he was old now, his foundation was still there. No one dared to take this risk, because even if there were countless people who wanted to swallow the Golden Island, they didn't dare to act rashly.    

"Yes."    

"The first battle will be fought in place of the others. Wan Ling Er will send someone to fight first." Immediately, someone shouted. His voice was like a bell, instantly spreading throughout the entire Golden Island.    

In an instant, countless gazes turned towards the Spiritual Peak where Wan Ling'er was located.    

On the spirit peak, Wan Ling'er nodded lightly at Su Yunyi. When Su Yunyi received the signal, his expression immediately lifted as his figure turned into a streak of green light and rushed to the center of the battlefield.    

"Su Clan of the Redbud Merchant Guild, Su Yunyi."    

Su Yunyi stood in the arena in an unrestrained manner. He first introduced himself and had quite the demeanor. The weapon he used was not a common sword or sword, but a steel folding fan. When he held it in his hand, he had the elegance and ease of a young master, which also attracted the attention of quite a number of people.    

"Cousin, do your best and strive to survive." On the spirit peak, Su Caiwei's eyes were filled with worry.    

Even though she didn't like this cousin of hers normally and felt that he was kind of jealous of a petty person, and sometimes he was even wishy-washy, in the end, he was still good to her, and he represented the Su Clan in battle, so she couldn't help but be extremely worried.    

"Yunyi, go all out. Don't ruin my Su Clan's reputation." In the pavilion, a Su Clan elder said in a deep voice, his face flickering with radiance.    

Being able to show his face in such a grand scene was an extremely glorious thing for anyone. Even if they lost, they wouldn't lose face. Instead, it would increase their glory.    

"So it's someone from the Su Clan. This isn't strange."    

"I've long heard that the relationship between the Purple Thorns Trading Company's Su Clan and Wan Ling'er is quite deep. I never thought that it would actually reach such an extent."    

For a moment, the discussions continued. After Su Yunyi introduced himself, these cultivators were immediately able to straighten out all of his relationships.    

"Then, Wan Liangcai's side sent someone to represent them." At this time, the host continued to shout loudly, his voice spreading throughout the entire area.    

Seeing this, Chen Xiao also understood a little bit. This substitute battle seemed to be a win-win situation on the surface, but in reality, it was more like Tian Ji racing a horse.    

The first party to send out had to first send out a person to fight. The second party to send out a person would then be able to come up with countermeasures and adjustments based on the person sent out first. They would come up with many strategies, and in the end, they only needed to win two matches.    

However, what was very different from Tian Ji's horse racing was that before the real battle, the strength of both parties was unknown. They did not know the depths of each other's strength.    

With Su Yunyi and Gu Hong as an example, Chen Xiao had a slight understanding of the two of them. He knew that the two of them were personally guided by the experts of the Tribulation Transcender Realm. Whether it was their masters, cultivation techniques, or cultivation resources, they were all top-notch and must be extremely powerful.    

However, no one knew exactly how strong they were before they exchanged blows. They could only guess.    

In other words, under such circumstances, the most important thing for the three substitutes to fight was not the order of the battle, but to keep it a secret. Also, the strength of the three substitutes was close.    

At this time, Wan Cheng Wu's side was on the Spiritual Peak. Wan Liang was carefully standing behind Wan Cheng Wu. His expression was gloomy. He didn't say a word. He didn't have the right to speak in a place like this, where he was at the peak of the Prominent Divine stage.    

"Thank you." Wan Cheng Wu turned to the side and cupped his fists towards Sword Immortal Fen Tian and the others.    

Sword Immortal Fen Tian nodded and said: "Go, take off this person's head and come back."    

"Father, don't worry." Zheng Mingyang lightly shouted, and an eagle leapt down from the sky like a flaming eagle, landing on the battlefield in an imposing manner.    

He held a fiery red sword in his hand, cupped his fists, and said, "Swordsman Island, Zheng Mingyang."    

"What? It's actually people from Swordsman Island. I didn't expect that even Swordsman Island would be involved. This is a bit unbelievable."    

"What exactly is going on? The Swordsman Island has already been sealed off. We saw it with our own eyes."    

"Heh, interesting. It seems that some people betrayed Swordsman Island for fame and fortune. I heard that Swordsman Island and Golden Island have always been at odds."    

This time, the buzzing sound was even louder than before. A group of people had their eyes open. They did not expect Wan Chengwu to send someone from Swordsman Island.    

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