The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

A burly man with a curly beard appeared in front of him. He was nearly nine feet tall, with thick eyebrows slanting into his temples. His burly body stood in front of Master Araki like a small mountain.

Each muscle was clearly defined, and every inch of skin underneath contained endless power. For a moment, the clothes on his body seemed a little tight as if they could not withstand this power, and the exposed skin was covered with thick, coarse tiger hair.

"Master of the Tiger Dragon Hall."

At this moment, the leader of the Tiger Dragon Hall walked in at a leisurely pace, with a hint of subtle curiosity and temptation in his eyes.

But the man looked at Master Araki and smiled slightly, with an indescribable smirk on the corner of his mouth, and then said.

"Brother Araki, many people are saying that you got a special treasure. Why are you so stingy? When you see your brothers coming, you don't even take it out for us to see."

The Tiger Dragon Hall Master asked seemingly casually, but there was a hint of greed in his tone.

"No way, I want to go to your Tiger Dragon Hall to learn more."

Master Araki had a calm face and answered perfectly, but he became alert in his heart.

He understood that the competition in the Beast Demon Sect was fierce nowadays. Although he had already broken through to the True Person realm, he still had to be cautious.

In this world where the strong are respected, any advantage may attract covetous eyes.

However, the development of the situation exceeded the expectations of Master Araki.

The Tiger Dragon Hall Master sneered.

"Don't hide it from me. I heard some rumors."

After saying that, he began to cast a spell, and the aura around him instantly became oppressive, with a hint of coercion.

Master Araki was secretly on guard, but his face remained calm.

"I really don't know what the Tiger Dragon Hall Master is referring to. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

How could the Tiger Dragon Hall Master let him go so easily? He flashed and stood in front of the Araki Hall Master.

"Want to leave? That's not that easy. You and I are both the masters of the White Tiger Palace. If there is anything good, don't keep it all to yourself."

Master Araki sighed helplessly.

"Hu Jiao, you and I are both hall masters, why do you have to force each other? Do you think I am easy to bully?"

Seeing that Hall Master Araki refused to give in, Hall Master Hu Jiao became more and more angry. He increased the power of his spell again, and the entire hall was enveloped by a powerful force.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

The Tiger Dragon Hall Master tried several times, but the Araki Hall Master remained unmoved.

After a long time, the leader of the Tiger Dragon Hall waved his sleeves angrily and was the first to retreat.

"Well, in that case, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

After saying that, he walked away from the hall angrily.

Master Araki looked at Master Hujiao's departing back and frowned slightly.

He knew that today's incident was just the beginning. The Tiger Dragon Hall Master would not let it go and there would definitely be more troubles coming his way in the future.

as predicted.

It was just evening, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the roof, and the leader of the Tiger Dragon Hall appeared in front of him again.

This time, the opponent obviously did not conceal his intentions anymore. He rushed towards Master Araki with overwhelming force like a giant beast breaking through the waves.

Master Araki did not dare to be careless and used a series of moves of the White Tiger Evil Kung Fu.

Master Araki's eyes flashed, and a ray of light instantly condensed in his hand, turning into a golden shield, which steadily blocked the fierce attack.

"Master Tiger Jiao, what are you going to do?"

The Tiger Dragon Hall Master snorted coldly.

"Take out the White Tiger Sun Fighting Technique! With your normal skills, you can never resist me for so long. You must have gained a lot from the White Tiger Sun Fighting Technique. Why don't you admit it?"

The Tiger Dragon Hall Master sneered and summoned a huge forked Fang Tian Hua Ji. The Fang Tian Hua Ji was hidden in the dark blue water, and it was unstoppable with force and made a deafening roar.

Every collision caused ripples in the surrounding space, as if it would break at any time.

Master Araki mobilized the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, and the light of the White Tiger Evil Skill became more and more dazzling, like a scorching sun hanging high in the sky. "Master Tiger Jiao, take this move from me!"

Hall Master Araki shouted loudly, and the light in his hand condensed into a huge white tiger phantom, roaring and pouncing towards Hall Master Hujiao.

But at this time.

The Tiger Dragon Hall Master suddenly turned around and disappeared on the spot.

Master Araki thought to himself that something was wrong, and with his keen perception, he quickly dodged to the side.

A dark blue dragon shadow broke out from the ground where he had just stood. If he had not reacted in time, he would have been seriously injured by this attack.

Upon seeing this, the Tiger and Dragon Hall Master held the Fang Tian Hua Ji horizontally, and a huge water curtain formed in front of him. In the water curtain, there were faint figures like tigers and dragons shuttling back and forth.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful impact force spread out from the two people as the center, and the surrounding mountains collapsed one after another, and huge rocks rolled down.

The Tiger Dragon Hall Master's moves were fierce and powerful, and the entire palace seemed to be shaking.

Just when the battle was entering a white-hot stage, something happened that Araki Doushou could not have imagined.

When the light faded, the Tiger Dragon Hall Master was seen with a pale face, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, kneeling on one knee.

A dark shadow flashed by, followed by a strange white light.

Master Araki only felt a chill rising from his spine, and before he could react, Master Hujiao in front of him had already fallen down and died.

Hall Master Araki opened his eyes wide, his face full of astonishment. He never expected that Hall Master Hu Jiao, who had always been very famous in the Beast Demon Sect, was now lying straight on the ground, without a breath.

He walked forward quickly, and each step was heavy and hesitant, as if he was carrying a heavy burden under his feet.

Arriving beside the Tiger Dragon Hall Master, Hall Master Araki squatted down and first looked around cautiously. After making sure that there was nothing unusual, he slowly lowered his gaze to the body of the Tiger Dragon Hall Master.

The other party didn't know when he died.

The Tiger Dragon Hall Master's eyes were wide open, as if he had suffered a great shock before his death. There was still a look of pain and unwillingness on his face. He seemed to still be in disbelief before his death, but his originally neat clothes were now tattered, and stained with dried blood in many places.

The bloodstain was dark in color, revealing an indescribable sense of death.

Master Araki stretched out his slightly trembling hand and gently pushed aside Master Hujiao's messy hair to check if there was any fatal wound on his head. Then he carefully felt his neck and chest, not missing any place where clues might be hidden.

When he touched the deep wound on the heart of the Tiger Dragon Hall Master, the Araki Hall Master frowned even more tightly. The edges of the wound were jagged, and it did not look like it was caused by an ordinary sword. Instead, it looked more like it was cut by some extremely sharp weapon with strange power.

"Who on earth is so bold as to hide in the dark and kill the Tiger Dragon Hall Master directly!"

Master Araki gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, his voice full of suppressed anger and disbelief.

But the next moment, an even more terrifying idea came to mind.

The leader of the Tiger Dragon Hall came to him to exchange skills, but died in front of him. This was a big taboo in the sect and he would be punished according to the sect's most stringent rules.

Master Araki stood up and looked around again, trying to find some spider traces in the surrounding environment.

No trace was found.

"He is a master, and his skills are far superior to mine. He is more than capable of killing me, but he gave up on me on purpose."

"No, this is an attempt to frame someone else."

Soon, Araki thought of something. He suddenly noticed a slight movement and became alert instantly. He secretly concentrated his energy in his palm, turned his body to the side, took a defensive posture, and shot his eyes like lightning in the direction where the movement came from, and shouted.

"Who! Come out!"

The bushes shook and a masked man in black slowly walked out from them. His face could not be seen clearly, but he had a pair of cold eyes and a sword in his hand dripping with blood.

It was chilling. The masked man in black smiled coldly, his voice hoarse and low, like the friction of sandpaper.

The figure of Master Araki appeared not far away. His eyes swept back and forth between Master Hujiao's body and this man, and finally stopped on the other's cold and determined face.

"you……"

The voice of the Araki master was trembling. He obviously had not expected things to develop to this point. But soon, his expression was replaced by anger.

"How dare you!"

...(End of chapter)