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"How is this possible? What time is it now? Was she challenged in the middle of the night? " Lei Ao was shocked and then asked, "The challenger is the last person from the Heavenly Fiend Castle?"

That disciple said, "No, it's the Monster race. They arrived in the middle of the night and issued a challenge to Senior Sister Huang Xin not long ago."

"Not long ago? How long is that? "

This time, even Elder Bai could not sit still, it seemed like Huang Xin did not last long in the opponent's hands.

"This …" The disciple hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "In less than half an incense's time, Senior Sister Huang Xin will not even have the chance to make a move."

This disciple was only a errand boy from the outermost circle of the Immortal Alliance. He did not dare to comment too much on the matters of the big sects. He hurriedly urged, "All the elders are waiting outside the arena. Please go and discuss it with Elder Bai."

"Got it." Elder Bai responded and casually asked: "Did the Elders of the Mao Mountain Sect and Heavencraft Pavilion come?"

"Not yet."

On the arena —

A disciple of the Immortal Alliance was fighting with a demon clan member. This time, the next one to fight was a Rogue Cultivator, who was also at the Ninth Heavenly Layer. It was rumored that he was Elder Yang Feng's personal disciple.

Lei Ao and the others could see the anxiety on the faces of the elders of the various sects from far away. With a "gudeng" in their hearts, they quickly walked over.

"How is it? How could he be defeated so quickly? " Elder Bai cut his knife and asked.

Elder Feiyan froze for a moment. She glared at Elder Bai and said, "That Barbaric Ox has an ancient inheritance. Xin'er doesn't know the root of it. So what if she lost due to carelessness?"

"Ancient battle techniques?" Elder Bai's expression changed as he asked anxiously, "What kind of inheritance is it?"

"It's the Soulshake Art. Take a look for yourself. That raging bull must have inherited an ancient bloodline." Flying Swallow said.

He turned his head to look at the two people engaged in an intense battle. Although the Loose Alliance disciples were not weak, their opponents were strong, especially in terms of strength. They had an absolute advantage over their opponents.

The demon clan could transform into a human form after cultivating, but it was still incomplete. The human form still retained the characteristics of a demon. For example, this ox demi-human had two horns on his head, the rest of him looked no different from a human.

The Monster race excelled in close combat and had an extremely strong physical body. They could occasionally land a few hits on a disciple, but the damage they caused was very limited.

On the other hand, although this ox demon's moves were simple, they were extremely practical. Each of his moves contained immense power, and after just a few attempts, the Loose League's disciples had managed to dodge the attacks.

Anyone could see that he was at the end of his rope, and defeat was only a matter of time.

Unfortunately, ever since he chased Huang Xin out of the battle arena, the ox demon had battled intensely for several rounds without using any of his inherited battle techniques. This caused the crowd to lose all hope in finding a solution to the problem.

"Elder Bai, what is an inherited battle skill?" Lei Ao whispered.

"That's something unique to the demon clan. It's the most powerful power their ancestors left behind for their juniors." Elder White's face was grim as he explained to Lei Ao.

Legend has it that before the Primordial Era, the demons were extremely powerful and their strength could even cause their bloodline to mutate.

As long as one possessed that bloodline, they would have a chance to obtain the inheritance of their ancestors. The prerequisite was that one had to awaken their bloodline, otherwise, even if they possessed it, they would be no different from normal demon beasts.

It was like a man discovering a mountain of gold, but without any tools to dig it out.

There were many types of bloodlines, and it all depended on what the ancestors left behind in the bloodlines. Some had knowledge, some had combat skills, and some had racial talents.

Knowledge was of little use in combat, and the legacies of ancient battle techniques were capable of heavily injuring an enemy by surprise.

And the strongest of them all was still the innate talent of their race. In the ancient times, only those heaven-defying Demon Emperors had the ability to affect the bloodline of their entire race. They had passed on their most powerful technique as their race's innate talent to their descendants.

The Demon Race with their Race Inherent skill would at least be able to challenge enemies that were ten times stronger than themselves. Furthermore, they would most likely be able to kill the opponent. This was still a conservative estimate.

It was said that six thousand years ago, the elder who successfully ascended to the Immortal once met a demi-human with racial talent. At that time, Senior had not yet ascended to the Immortal Realm, and his strength had remained at the Great Perfection Stage.

The higher the level of a Saint realm expert, the more obvious the difference was. A Saint realm expert could exterminate a group of a true returning realm experts with a wave of their hand. However, that senior was still unable to kill the demonic beast in the end. It was all because of its heaven-defying race talent. Even someone like him, who had entered the Great Perfection of the Saint realm, found it hard to deal with it.

Of course, there was a price to be paid for going against the heavens. First of all, there were very few legacies related to one's race's talent, and even some divine beasts didn't have the right to own one. Moreover, this kind of inheritance was the hardest to awaken. Perhaps even after experiencing ten thousand life and death breakthroughs, you still wouldn't be able to reach that step.

In the end, even if he awakened, he would still have to pay a heavy price every time he used it.

So, even if some Monstrous Beasts acquired the inheritance of race talent, they might not be able to use it twice in their entire lives. The main reason was because the cost of using this talent was too big.

After listening to Elder Bai's explanation, Lei Ao immediately felt an invisible pressure pressing down on him. The Barbarian Cow Monster race on the stage looked very ordinary, but the Floating Flower Palace's Elder said that this cow had an ancient inherited battle skill.

Furthermore … Lei Ao had just realized that Huang Xin couldn't last more than two seconds on the stage. The first move was affected by the soul-shaking technique and her soul was shaken out of her body in the blink of an eye.

From start to finish, the Barbaric Cow had not moved, and its body hadn't even moved. The Soulshake technique was a type of battle skill similar to the Lion's Roar of the Buddhist Sect. It was released from the mouth, but there was no sound. It was even more unblockable than the Lion's Roar.

After being struck by the soul-shaking spell, her primordial spirit was momentarily at a loss. Huang Xin had been hit by this move and was sent flying from the force of the impact by the raging bull.

A battle skill's inheritance was different from a race's inheritance. There weren't many restrictions on a battle skill's inheritance, and it was usually used when one had the strength to use one's battle skill. Lei Ao compared to the others in his mind. If he were to encounter this raging bull, what would be his chances of victory?

After thinking about it, the only chance he had was to not give his opponent the soul-shaking spell and use Ghost Steps to attack.

While he was thinking, the outcome of the match had already been decided. The Barbarian Cow seemed to be tired of playing around, and he threw a punch towards the disciple's sword, sending him flying out of the ring.

"Send some decent ones out from the Immortal Alliance. At least let me loosen my bones." The Savage Cow sat down in the center of the arena. Its eyes swept across the crowd on the stage, and its expression was quite dull.

This damn cow, he couldn't even be counted as loose bones from the few disciples that just entered the arena.

The faces of all the elders turned as black as the bottom of a pot as they cast their gaze towards Lei Ao. Now, he was the last person left in the dark.

"I'll do my best." Lei Ao's figure flashed into the arena. Just now, when he was watching the fight, he had been ready to make a move. The hot blood in his bones was boiling.

"I'm here to register." The Barbaric Ox's eyes swept across Lei Ao, but it didn't seem interested.

"Blade Sect, Lei Ao."

Lei Ao smiled. He lightly stepped on the ground, and an invisible force caused the Barbarian Cow to bounce back.

Previously, the Barbarian Cow was able to use this move to force Huang Xin out of the arena.

"Finally, there's a decent one." The Barbaric Cow, instead of being angry, showed an expression of joy. He loudly said, "I am the son of the third hole Demon Commander of the Monster race. My name is Niu Meng."

"I heard that the Monster race is the strongest. Why don't we have a warm-up battle first?" Lei Ao was in no hurry to draw his sword. He wanted to test the limits of his own strength.

"Come on, I like to compare strength with others."

Niu Meng strongly patted his chest. After thinking for a while, he said, "Not only do our Monster race have great strength, our physical bodies are also much stronger than your human body. Don't say that I have taken advantage of you."

"It doesn't matter." After he finished speaking, Lei Ao took the initiative to launch an attack, throwing a punch right at Niu Feng's chest.

Wherever the powerful force passed by, there would be an ear-piercing buzzing sound. Niu Meng was extremely excited. He also threw out a punch, and after punching each other, each of them took a few steps back to deflect the force.

"Again!"

The first time he tried to probe him, he didn't even use his full strength. Lei Ao shouted loudly, and his strength rose again. At the same time, his speed of his fists reached a terrifying level when combined with the movement technique of the Ghost Steps.

Thousands of fists suddenly appeared in front of Niu Meng, and the space around the fists was filled with tiny cracks.

Lei Ao did not use the power of the purple phoenix. This was the limits of his own strength, and even so, it was enough to cause space to tremble.