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In the enormous arena, hundreds of thousands of people were once again shocked speechless.

The look in his eyes towards Zhou Qing became more and more fearful. Even Su Mu and the other Mage experts were the same.

Wasn't this kid too ruthless?

He had stolen Xue Buti, carried away the Bodhi tree, and auctioned it off to the Lan Clan. In the blink of an eye, he had snatched it away …

The Lan family, one of the Four Great Families, was being toyed with like a dog by a Soul Condensation cultivator. It was no wonder that the Lan family had not made it public. If word of this got out, people would probably laugh themselves to death.

However, this Second Master Lan …

Everyone turned to look at Lan Ningwen. At this point, he had not noticed anything amiss. He glared at Zhou Qing, his expression arrogant and domineering to the extreme.

"Unfilial son, shut up!"

Seeing that Lan Ningxia was about to say something, Lan Yuan couldn't hold it in anymore. He shouted angrily and his momentum surged like an avalanche towards the former.

Bang!

Lan Ningxia was pressed down on the ground. His face turned red in a flash. However, he couldn't utter a word.

Not only Lan Yuan, but the other elite Mage experts were livid as well, their expressions hostile. Especially Zhou TianAo from the Zhou family. He looked at Zhou Qing, wishing that he could capture him immediately.

It wasn't just the Lan family that was robbed. The Zhou family and the masterless Blood Bodhi were all stolen.

Zhou Qing had stolen the Blood Bodhi tree and carried away the ancient Bodhi tree. It could be said that he had taken everyone's interests into his own hands!

Only Yuwen Huan, the Yuwen Clan's Patriarch, was still smiling. He was not angry, and was only curiously sizing up Zhou Qing. His eyes flickered with a strange light.

Not far away, Yuwen Jie secretly gave Zhou Qing a thumbs up.

He still had some recollection of himself being stunned by the demon horde in the Thousand Devil Cave. It was all thanks to this brother's kick that he reacted, allowing him to escape in the end.

Furthermore, the enemy of the enemy was a friend. If this person did not fight with the Zhou and Lan Families, then that meant he was Yuwen Jie's friend!

As he thought of this, Yuwen Jie pondered whether or not he should get Yuwen Huan to help.

"Su Mu, if you continue to stop this old man, the Lan family and the Ancient Tablet Gate will fight to the death!"

Lan Yuan shouted with hatred on his face.

"Clan Master Su, this Song Changqing is extremely daring. He has repeatedly provoked the Four Great Clans. Even a guest elder of the Ancient Tablet Sect should be apprehended and punished for his crimes!"

Zhou TianAo spoke up at this moment, his tone cold.

The powerful mages fought against each other, and in an instant, the atmosphere became tense.

"All of you are acting in such a way because you think that I, Song Chuan, have taken away Blood Bodhi. That is the only thing that is affecting your interests."

Zhou Qing, who had always been indifferent, suddenly sneered. Facing so many Mage experts, he did not show any signs of cowardice.

"But who said that Blood Bodhi had an owner?"

Zhou Qing's voice suddenly rose as he asked coldly.

"The Mysterious Sky Sect already has its own rules. Blood Bodhi is only familiar once every thirty years, three of them will be returned to the Mysterious Sky Sect. Two will be returned to the four great clans in turn, and the remaining one will be obtained by the hundred sects."

Zhou Tian Ao said coldly, "Kid, are you going to overturn the rules set down by the Mysterious Sky Sect?"

"Why can't I overthrow it?"

Zhou Qing sneered coldly, but his words caused everyone to turn pale with fright.

"The Profound Sky Continent respects the strong! It was because the Mysterious Sky Sect was strong enough and tough enough that they became the strongest power on the continent. It's also because of this that the rules set down by the Mysterious Sky Sect are the absolute law, which is why you people don't dare to resist. "

"I did not use any underhanded methods. I took it away from you people by my own ability …"

"My fist is tough, but that Blood Bodhi is mine!" It's fine if you don't want to accept it, but if you can take it away from me, that's your ability! "

"But did you do it?" "No!"

Zhou Qing's words were awe-inspiring to the ears, causing Lan Yuan, Zhou TianAo, and the others to change their expressions again and again.

However, in the audience, many of the cultivators nodded in agreement with Zhou Qing's words.

In the world of cultivation, what were the rules? If a fist was big enough, then the method was tough enough. That was the rule!

"Nonsense!"

Lan Yuan could only feel his face burning. He could not take it anymore. He took a step forward and a violent aura burst out.

At the same time, there were also a few mages who stood up, glowering at Zhou Qing, ready to attack at any moment.

"If you want to touch him, ask me first!"

Su Mu sneered as he strode forward, and in the next instant, he stood in front of Zhou Qing, blocking his path.

The expressions of many mages changed slightly when they saw the pale golden color on Su Mu's body.

"You've forged the Fourth Cycle of the Golden Body?"

"I'm not talented, I just had a breakthrough a few days ago."

Bang!

As his voice faded away, Su Mu clenched his hand slightly. The heavy and heavy Golden Tablet Magic Tool suddenly appeared and heavily stomped on the ground. A powerful aura also spread out from within his body.

Looking at the extremely powerful Su Mu, a warm feeling welled up from the bottom of Zhou Qing's heart. At the same time, he felt slightly puzzled.

The aura of death in his body had been completely removed. Su Mu had accumulated a huge amount of it, and he was able to successfully forge the Golden Body of Four Revolutions. It was no surprise that his fighting prowess had soared.

But even so, Lan Yuan was not someone who was easy to deal with. Furthermore, Zhou Tian Ao and the others were eyeing him covetously, yet he was acting so domineeringly. Could it be …

Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat, as if deep in thought.

"Su Mu, do you really want to become enemies with my Lan Clan?"

Lan Yuan's face was extremely ugly. Killing intent surged in his already sinister eyes.

"Lan family?"

Su Mu sneered. With a tone full of ridicule, he said, "After this ranking tournament, your Lan Clan's position will be replaced by the Ancient Tablet Sect!"

"How dare you!"

The face of the Elder suddenly changed. As he shouted, his magic power quickly interweaved in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, it had congealed into eighteen magic power swords.

"Lan family's absolute art, the Navy Tide Sword Formation!"

Someone cried out in alarm. Those eighteen swords shook endlessly, and they flickered with a sharp and cold light that struck fear into one's soul.

In the next moment, the sword formation pierced through the sky and explosively shot towards Su Mu!

"Lan Yuan, are you looking down on me?"

An old and bell-like voice suddenly resounded over the entire martial arena.

Buzz.

At the same time, a strange fluctuation appeared without any warning. Following that, an invisible wall appeared in front of Su Mu.

The Navy Tide Sword Formation that contained berserk Dharmic powers was blocked by this invisible wall. The magic sword trembled crazily, but it was unable to move an inch forward!

This strange scene caused the faces of the powerful mages present to change. Lan Yuan's eyes widened as he stared dumbly at the entrance of the arena.

An old man wearing plain clothes, with a long hair and a childish face, walked over in the air with a smile on his face.

The old man seemed to be moving very slowly, but with one step, he was already dozens of feet away. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the center of the arena and floated in the air.

The old man casually waved his hand, that incomparably tyrannical Navy Tide Sword Formation instantly shattered into pieces, disappearing without a trace.

"Sang Hengzi?!"

Lan Yuan finally came back to his senses. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he screamed.

"How dare you!"

Su Mu suddenly shouted in an icy cold voice, "How can you call someone by their full name?"

As the sound of his voice faded, the coldness on Su Mu's face dissipated. He bowed slightly and said, "Grand Elder."

Real people!

This ruddy-haired old man was a Mortal Realm expert!

A look of shock also appeared in Zhou Qing's eyes. All of his doubts had been completely dispelled at this moment.

Sang Heng, the current Grand Elder who was the Sect Leader of the Ancient Tablet's entrance, went into secluded meditation several years ago.

Who would have thought that this person would suddenly break through to the Dao Realm without even making a sound?

With a powerful Spiritual Master at his back, Su Mu was confident enough to challenge the Lan family, or even the four great clans!

At the side, Li Mo, Yuwen Huan, and the other experts at the peak of the Spirit Realm glanced at each other with extremely complicated expressions.

Sang Heng was of the same generation as them. Back then, he was not as talented as the Four Great Patriarchs, but he was extremely low-key. There were even rumors that his lifespan was coming to an end and he had fallen into oblivion.

Who would have thought that this low-key, dormant fellow was actually the first person in their generation to become a Daoist Master!

"Greetings, Sang Heng."

All of the Mage experts bowed as they spoke in unison.

"Greetings, Sang Heng!"

Immediately, the hundreds of thousands of people in the entire arena revealed faces of respect. All of them greeted in unison as their voices reverberated unceasingly like thunder.

"Lan Yuan doesn't dare …" "Greetings, Sang Heng."

Lan Yuan looked sad. After a long silence, he spoke bitterly.

Even though he was extremely unwilling, he was powerless to resist.

Below the Adept stage, everyone else was just an ant!

The expression on Sang Heng's face remained indifferent as he nodded his head slightly. Then, he looked down at Zhou Qing.

In the next moment, astonishment flashed through his calm eyes.

The young man in front of him seemed to be shrouded in a dense fog, which he couldn't see through at the moment.

"The little guy is not bad."

Sang Heng remained calm and said with a smile.

"Senior is too kind."

Zhou Qing bowed and hurriedly bowed.

The eyes of a real person made him feel uncomfortable. He felt as if he was being seen through with a single glance.

At this moment, he was secretly glad that he did not agree to Su Mu's request.

Otherwise, once one joined the Ancient Tablet Sect, it would be equivalent to moving under the watchful eye of a real person.

At this moment, Sang Heng hadn't truly seen through him. However, if the other party were to make a move in secret and examine his body inch by inch, there would be no place for those secrets to hide!

"Lan Yuan, this sovereign knows that you are feeling indignant in your heart, but this little fellow, my ancient monument sect will protect him."

In mid-air, Sang Heng suddenly looked towards Lan Yuan as he calmly spoke.

"This sovereign does not care about your private matters, but if today's matter were to occur again, this sovereign will definitely kill you!"

Sang Heng's voice suddenly turned incomparably cold, like a clap of thunder, causing Lan Yuan's body to tremble.

"Do you know?"

"Lan Yuan..." "Remember!"

At this point, Sang Heng no longer said anything. With a flick of his sleeve, he disappeared without a trace.

Only when the Daoist Master left did the pressure enveloping the entire area slowly disperse.

The taut heartstrings of hundreds of thousands of cultivators finally relaxed, and then, they became incomparably excited as whispers rang out nonstop.

Personally meeting a Rebirth Realm expert would be the biggest topic of discussion for them in the future. One had to know that not everyone would be able to see a Rebirth Realm expert even if they were a dragon or a dragon.

At this moment, the issue of the Lan family had long been forgotten.

"Old devil of the Lan family, why are you still standing?"

Su Mu put away the golden monument and laughed loudly as he returned to his seat at the side of the stage.

Lan Yuan's face was livid. He snorted coldly but did not dare to attack again. His gaze drifted toward Zhou Qing. An extremely resentful and malicious look flashed in his murky eyes.

Zhou Qing stood still on the spot with a calm expression, not a single ripple in his expression.

Once the Adept appeared, all the troubles on the surface would be completely solved.

No matter how resentful or unwilling Lan Yuan was, he wouldn't dare to disobey the command of a real person and openly act against him.

However, this old geezer wouldn't let him off so easily. He had to be even more careful.