God rewards those who work hard: Awakening Daily Practice Settlement

White Tiger Tribe, Tiger Roaring Forest.

"call!"

Tiger King Ji let out a long breath: "I have finally cultivated the Supreme Nine Yang Gong to the ninth level. This technique is completely perfect!"

After he finished speaking, an invisible ripple of energy quickly spread out in all directions with him as the center, and in a blink of an eye, it had enveloped the entire Tiger Roaring Forest.

Feeling this special and powerful fluctuation, the middle-aged attendant beside him looked at him with envy and excitement: "Congratulations, King, for this breakthrough, you have entered the realm of great perfection in one fell swoop!"

"Sure enough, the pressure from the strong is the best medicine. If it weren't for the pressure from the Gray Blood Tribe, coupled with this near-death experience, it would be difficult for my magical power to break free and advance to the ninth level of perfection..."

Tiger King Ji said this with a faint smile on his face: "Among the three meridians of Qi Refining, Body Refining, and Spirit Refining, the most difficult to break through is the Spirit Refining. I have never heard of a cultivator who can cultivate to the point of refining the spirit ten times, but I have successfully achieved it.

It’s just that the body refining lineage has already reached the critical point of breaking free from the shackles. This process is extremely dangerous. I’m not very confident, so I have been forbearing and not taking action...

A life-and-death battle is needed to increase the success rate of breaking the shackles of the body refining realm...

Once I have stabilized the realm of ten times of spiritual cultivation, mastered the magical use of the spirit and soul, and adjusted the state of physical cultivation to the peak, I will be able to try to break through the shackles of the human body..."

"With your talent and background, it will be easy for you to break the shackles of the human body and step into the perfect Nascent Soul stage."

The middle-aged attendant said respectfully: "When the king enters the perfect Nascent Soul, whether it is refining Qi, refining the spirit or refining the body, it will all be perfect. Looking at this world, even if you trace back to ancient times, it can be said to be the pinnacle... In the future, you can even look forward to the realm of legendary life above the Nascent Soul!"

“Legend.”

There was a sigh in the mouth of Tiger King Ji.

With the background of their White Tiger Tribe, they are extremely familiar with the legends above the Nascent Soul stage.

It’s no exaggeration to say…

Legend can be said to be the most desired realm for all practitioners.

An elder in the clan once said that legend still belongs to the Nascent Soul Realm, but its specialness lies in the fact that the power of this realm is beyond the scope of Nascent Soul's cognition.

A dozen or so Jindan realm masters have the opportunity to surround and kill a Yuanying realm initial stage cultivator.

Similarly, a dozen high-level Nascent Soul Realm warriors rushing forward together can even make the strongest Perfect Nascent Soul Realm warrior die on the spot.

Even if he had reached the perfect Nascent Soul stage, if he were to face off against an army of 100,000 cultivators, he would eventually be dragged to death or exhausted to death...

But if you can reach the legendary realm...

All of this will no longer exist!

Tiger King Ji was completely fascinated by the legendary realm: "That is a terrifying existence that cannot be defeated by numbers! It is also the path that monks like me yearn for!"

It is no wonder that many powerful tribes have tried their best to block the practice of perfect Nascent Soul.

After all, if you want to achieve the legendary realm... you must first become a perfect Nascent Soul.

If a tribe could produce a legendary strongman.

No matter how big the threat from the outside world is.

No matter how many rebels there are, or how much momentum they stir up...

Once the legend comes out, everything will return to peace!
"For so many years, there has never been another legend in this world..."

"If I remember correctly, one person once appeared from the Grayblood Tribe!"

Tiger King Ji narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly.

He clenched his fists, feeling his fully recovered body, his face full of confidence: "The next legend... will be me."

"Grayblood Tribe... Heh. If the news gets to you, will you rush over to kill me immediately, or will you play it safe and avoid seeing me?"

After saying this, he glanced at the guards beside him and asked, "Have my forty-nine soul flames been collected?"

"They have been selected from the slaves, but the quality has declined a lot compared to before..."

The middle-aged guard was interrupted by Tiger King Ji just as he finished speaking.

“It’s enough to deal with the Gray Blood Tribe. No matter who is behind them, they are only at the Golden Core stage. Even if they are at the Golden Core stage and have reached the Great Perfection, they are not truly the strongest.

I am now half a step into the Nascent Soul stage, my cultivation is already higher than his, and with the help of the new thirty-six soul fires, the combat power that can be exerted by the combination of the two... is more than enough to deal with him. "

The middle-aged guard was stunned.

Tiger King Ji waved his hand and said calmly: "Go, gather them immediately!"

He turned his back to the middle-aged guard, thinking about the news of the second brother's death, and slowly said, "The other party also possesses supreme swordsmanship. I'm afraid that given time, he will have the opportunity to achieve the perfect level... But in the past ten years, the other party has been forbearing until now...

This kind of scheming is really shocking. But he is growing too fast, and I will not allow the Grey Blood Tribe to return to its peak! They are destined to be the biggest obstacle for our White Tiger Tribe!"

Tiger King Ji felt a deep sense of urgency.

if it is possible.

Of course, he wanted to wait until he grew into a perfect Nascent Soul before taking action.

But now that his martial arts had reached the great perfection, it gave him great confidence.

Combined with the speculation about the Gray Blood Tribe obtained from the Dark Owl Tribe.

He was no longer willing to wait any longer. If he waited any longer, the next news he would probably hear would be the God Lord of the Baihuixue Tribe entering the perfect Nascent Soul stage.

That will definitely be his biggest obstacle!

He then shouted in a deep voice: "We must not allow him to continue to grow, whether it is three years, five years, or even one month, I don't want to give him any more time! If the information from the Dark Owl Tribe is true, I'm afraid he really has the hope of achieving a perfect Nascent Soul! This is definitely not good news for us!

Go, immediately summon the new thirty-six soul fires, and at the same time, summon the other seventy-two soul pillars. I will form a sword technique of beheading the gods with one hundred and eight heavenly souls, and completely strangle that god! Completely destroy the Gray Blood Tribe! "

“Call the seventy-two soul pillars!? But King… these soul pillars are the real elites that our tribe has planted here. Once all of them are called here, our operations in other tribes will be affected…”

The middle-aged guard hesitated.

"A lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit! Moreover, the current Lord of the Gray Blood Tribe is no longer a rabbit. He has grown into a vicious wolf! Even if our White Tiger Tribe is a fierce tiger, ready to roar in the mountains and forests and shake the world, we still cannot underestimate this vicious wolf!"

Tiger King Ji spoke with great conviction, his tone full of determination to kill Pei Daoye.

The middle-aged guard had obviously understood what was going on and said seriously, "Yes, I'll go gather them right away!"

After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly reminded: "King, as far as I know, the God Lord of the Gray Blood Tribe is extremely patient and scheming. If my tribe forms 108 Heavenly Souls and gathers here, it will be very powerful. What if the other party gets scared and runs away?"

"you are right."

Tiger King Ji fell into deep thought, looking at the Tiger Roaring Forest in front of him.

He really had to think about it.

According to what he knew, the God of the Gray Blood Tribe had a terrifying talent and seemed to have practiced supreme swordsmanship.

If this person really hides himself and waits until he becomes a legend in the future before reappearing...

By then, how could his White Tiger Tribe still have a foothold in the Eastern Region or even the entire Xujie?!
My heart sank.

The God of the Gray Blood Tribe must die!

“As long as this man is alive, even if our White Tiger Tribe unifies the entire world, his existence will always be like a sword hanging over our heads, ready to take our lives at any time!

Even if I become the greatest tribal king in the world, what will happen? I still have to live in fear every day.
At that time he will become my lifelong nightmare!
I, Tiger King Ji, will never accept such an ending!

Therefore, I want to gamble! The future of the entire tribe is on it!"

"Gambling on the future of the entire tribe!?"

The middle-aged guard was frightened. After digesting Tiger King Ji's words, his eyes widened and he stammered, "King, King, you, you are..."

"There's no point in using tricks to deal with that person! So...

In the name of revenge, I will challenge him to a fight in front of everyone in Shenzhou! Doesn’t his Grey Blood Tribe want to return to the top? Then, let him break my God-Slaying Sword Technique!"

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Tiger King Ji slowly spread out his hands, and a sword light full of determination emerged.

The aura of a powerful man gradually rose from him, accompanied by a fiery belief that he could move forward.

"Announce it to the world! Let's have a fair and upright face-to-face confrontation!?"

The middle-aged guard looked at the king, whose aura was as fiery as fire, and suddenly felt his whole body trembling slightly.

Crazy!

This……

too crazy!

"Grayblood Tribe!"

Tiger King Ji suddenly clenched his hand.

The momentum of the magic sword in his hand was like the sun in the sky, as if it was going to crush heaven and earth and destroy all living things.

“If he wins this battle, he can not only save the lives of tens of thousands of people in the Central Region, but also gain supreme prestige by stepping on my corpse and leading the Gray Blood Tribe to the top!

If he loses, his inheritance and everything he has will belong to me. No one in this Divine Continent or even in the entire Xujie will be able to stop me! Let us fight to the death in the way of cultivators and bet on this world!"

The middle-aged guard staggered away.

The entire White Tiger Tribe began to move.

……

Just when Avaliron had just finished bandaging the wound, there was a sudden knock on the door. Before he and the guards beside him could speak, the figure who broke into the door shouted in a shocked voice: "Something big has happened! Something big has happened this time!"

"event?"

Avaliron looked confused.

Is there anything more cruel than uprooting hundreds of thousands of mountains?

At this moment, the middle-aged man on the opposite side roared: "The king of the White Tiger Tribe has come out of retreat. The king of the White Tiger Tribe, the first tribe in the Eastern Region and ranked first in combat power, Ji, has openly declared war on the God of the Gray Blood Tribe!"

"Tiger King Ji? He came out of seclusion? And he openly declared war on the Lord of the Grayblood Tribe?"

Avalon was stunned for a moment, then startled. He wanted to stand up, but his injuries were not yet fully healed, and he fell down with a grimace in pain.

Instead, the middle-aged man quickly handed over a copied piece of information.

"This is intelligence from the Dark Owl Tribe...

In the intelligence, they announced on behalf of the White Tiger Tribe that the God Lord of the Gray Blood Tribe should rush to the East Territory Dragon Abyss within three days to break through the sword formation set up by Tiger King Ji with the God-Slaying Sword Technique and fight to the death in the sword formation. "

"Is he sick? Only a fool would go there." Avaliron spoke immediately in a muffled voice.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, “Tiger King Ji seemed to have thought of this possibility, so he also said that if the God Lord of the Gray Blood Tribe did not go to Longyuan to break through the formation, then in order to avenge him for killing his brother, the White Tiger Tribe would not only kill all the people of the Gray Blood Tribe, but would also raise all the troops of the tribe and personally lead 500,000 troops to attack the Central Region to avenge the death of the second leader!
"Fuck..."

Avaliron's mouth opened wide.

The news was deafening.

It was outrageous in itself to let the Lord of the Gray Blood Tribe go and break Tiger King Ji's god-slaying swordsmanship.

Tiger King Ji actually threatened the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the Central Region.

"If I remember correctly, that person's God-Slaying Sword Technique refers to the thirty-six soul fires of him and his subordinates, right? Refining people into soul fires and adding them to the sword technique, that's a total of thirty-seven people? He, the White Tiger Tribe, actually wants to use his numbers to bully the few? Thirty-seven people against one? It's really shameless!"

Avaliron was somewhat indignant.

The middle-aged man sneered, "Thirty-seven to one? Haha, you underestimate the shamelessness of the White Tiger Tribe King. Ten years ago, he lost half of his thirty-six soul fires in the war. After replenishing them, he directly summoned all the members of his seventy-two soul pillars! Yes, you read it right, seventy-two soul pillars! Elite sword slaves who are more powerful than soul fires! In other words, the God of the Gray Blood Tribe is not going to deal with thirty-seven people, but a full one hundred and eight people!"

After he told the news, the whole room fell silent.

quite a while.

Avalilon was dumbfounded and said, "He, Tiger King Ji, is a famous figure for many years. How can he be so shameless? He is a madman, a complete madman. He actually forced the Lord God to die? The Lord God refused to go, so he led an army of 500,000 to sweep across the Central Region?"

"Yes, you're right."

"Zhao, how shameless!"

Although Avalilon didn't know Pei Daoye, he despised Tiger King Ji because of this incident. He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Can you contact the one from the Gray Blood Tribe? I remember Qi knew him. Tell that senior not to be fooled! Don't accept the challenge!"

The middle-aged man said unhappily, “What are you talking about? If that Lord God doesn’t go, let alone the Grey Blood Tribe, what will happen to the hundreds of thousands of people living on this continent in the Central Region? You know the White Tiger Tribe’s style of doing things. If he dares to say it, he will definitely dare to lead the army to invade! By then, the situation of our Awali Tribe may be even worse!”

Avaliron was stunned.

Get up quickly.

But the pain in his body surged like a tide, but he remained unmoved and continued to rush out.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go tell the king!"

"The king already knows."

"Got it? What did the king say?" Avaliron asked hurriedly.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "The king said, do your best and leave the rest to fate." (End of this chapter)