Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

At this moment, Lin Zhao had already stepped onto the arena and won two matches in a row, but his spiritual energy was nearly half depleted.

The disciples in this initiation ceremony are all very strong; none of them are mediocre.

The opponent in the third round slowly walked onto the stage.

This person was burly, with bulging muscles on his bare arms and fine golden lines flowing beneath his skin. He was a pure body cultivator with an incredibly deep foundation.

"Please." The body cultivator clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice like muffled thunder, his gaze as firm and unwavering as iron.

Lin Zhao dared not be negligent and took a deep breath. Four precious orbs were released, and runes emerged from the void.

"Freeze!"

Runes converged, and a ferocious, silver-white sword dragon with menacing scales emerged! It was like an unparalleled divine weapon, radiating a sharpness capable of cutting through everything. As soon as it appeared, the air on the arena seemed to be torn apart by the sword energy, emitting a faint hiss.

"What sword energy!" The body cultivator's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Without saying another word, he roared and his blood and qi erupted like a volcano!

"Golden scales suppress the mountains, silver demons subdue the winds!"

The surging energy and blood left his body, condensing into a dragon and tiger image behind him! To his left was a golden-scaled divine dragon, coiled to protect him;

On the right is a howling silver tiger, poised to pounce, its murderous aura soaring to the sky.

The dragon and tiger intertwined, instantly forming a protective aura within a hundred-meter radius around him!

"Go!" Lin Zhao pointed his sword, and the silver-white sword dragon transformed into a silver-white streak, rushing straight into the Gang Domain!

boom--!!!

The Stegosaurus crashed headlong into the force field of the Golden Dragon and Silver Tiger.

In an instant, a series of ear-piercing metallic clangs erupted! The silver-white sword energy and the golden-white qi collided wildly, bursting forth with dazzling points of light and surging shockwaves.

The sword dragon was incredibly sharp, slicing through the dragon and tiger, causing golden and silver light to scatter everywhere. However, the opponent's blood and energy were extremely robust and inexhaustible, managing to keep the sword dragon firmly at bay!

"Return to Origin Strike!" Lin Zhao's eyes flashed with fierceness.

Suddenly, the silver-white sword dragon raised its head, and the sword energy gathered into a blazing pure white light, and then—*whoosh!*

A pure white sword stream, condensed to its extreme and dazzlingly bright, suddenly burst forth!

*Pfft!* The Silver Tiger was the first to be hit, letting out a mournful cry before being completely pierced and disintegrated by this extreme attack!

But the golden dragon, with its massive body, stood firm against the pure white sword stream. The golden light melted away, the dragon's body became ethereal, but it ultimately exhausted this fatal blow before completely dissipating!

What made Lin Zhao's heart sink even more was that although the body cultivator's face had paled a bit, his blood and qi surged and the scattered silver tiger reassembled! What terrifying recovery power!

Body cultivators possess abundant blood and energy; even the Sword Dragon's strongest Returning Origin Four Strikes might not be enough to defeat them! Lin Zhao hadn't forgotten that body cultivators are renowned for their powerful vitality.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhao made up her mind.

He changed his hand gestures and softly uttered, "Turn!"

The slightly dim silver-white sword dragon in the air let out a long roar, and its form suddenly underwent a mysterious change! Its extreme sharpness converged inward, while its vast spiritual power expanded outward.

The dragon's body became translucent, and four-colored energies could be seen surging like rivers within.

A pair of wide wings of light, composed of countless runes, unfolded with a "whoosh," spanning ten zhang. With a gentle flap, they caused the spiritual energy of the arena to flow like the tide.

"Four Elements Yinglong"

The moment the transformation was complete, the scene on the arena changed dramatically! It was no longer a place where sword energy crisscrossed.

With a wave of its wings and a pull of its claws, Yinglong unleashed countless magical attacks, like a raging tsunami, completely engulfing the body cultivator and his Dragon-Tiger Domain!

The body cultivator roared repeatedly, his golden dragon form circling and protecting him, resisting the torrent of spells coming from all directions.

He attempted to use his powerful physique to force his way close to Lin Zhao.

However, while Yinglong's omnipresent magic could not break through his defenses, it continuously drained his abundant vital energy.

As it slowed down, the Yinglong Light Wings even recovered some of the dissipated spiritual energy to replenish its consumption!

The battle thus turned into a war of attrition. The roar continued incessantly.

A full hour later, the body cultivator's dragon and tiger magic was activated.

Finally, under a barrage of attacks, it completely dimmed and disintegrated. He himself was also knocked back by an attack and fell off the edge of the arena.

"You flatter me." Lin Zhao dismissed Yinglong, his face as pale as paper.

He won, but it was a narrow victory. If he hadn't transformed into his final form, using the slow speed of the Yinglong to his advantage and engage in a war of attrition, the outcome would have been uncertain.

The other party is definitely a top-tier body cultivation inheritor.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, and the Taihe Yangyuan Gong started running automatically.

The arena beneath him seemed to sit atop a spiritual spring, with spiritual energy surging in ten times greater than that outside, rapidly replenishing his spiritual power.

After an hour of meditation, his spiritual energy was restored to 70%.

The fourth opponent has already taken the stage.

The newcomer had short, unruly hair, the roots of which were jet black, while the ends were naturally tinged with a dark red, as if scorched by flames, which complemented his unconventional dark red fitted outfit.

He was tall and straight, with smooth, powerful muscles, and his sleeves were rolled up high.

With handsome features and bright, sharp eyes, he looked Lin Zhao up and down with undisguised fighting spirit and curiosity.

"Well done," he said. "Seeing that your spiritual power hasn't recovered yet, why don't you meditate for another half an hour? I, Yan Chihuan, won't take advantage of that."

Lin Zhao felt a sudden surge of alarm! The other party seemed to be standing casually, but he felt a stronger sense of danger than the body cultivator from before.

He clasped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Yan." He didn't stand on ceremony. He closed his eyes and focused all his energy on circulating his cultivation technique to recover, while his divine sense quietly probed out.

The opponent made no attempt to conceal their aura—a Qi Refining stage cultivator, their divine barrier broken! Their spiritual power was immense, far surpassing his own!

More importantly, as soon as Lin Zhao's spiritual sense approached within three feet of the other party, he felt a numbing sensation that stung his soul!

A mutated lightning spirit root! And... it's probably not just a matter of having an excellent spirit root! This is a true prodigy.

Half an hour later, Lin Zhao stood up, his spiritual power restored to 90%, and his spirit and energy restored to their peak. "Please enlighten me, Senior Brother Yan!"

"Good! This is more interesting!" Yan Chihuan's eyes flashed with lightning, and his fighting spirit surged.

Lin Zhao knew that facing such an opponent, seizing the initiative might be the only chance.

He held nothing back, unleashing his strongest attack right from the start! The four orbs shone brightly, and the runes rearranged—

The Four Elements Sword Dragon reappears! Its silver-white dragon body, condensed like a tangible divine weapon, roars as it pounces on Lei Huang with a sharp intent!

Upon seeing this, Yan Chihuan shook his head slightly.

With a casual flick of his right hand, a short-handled thunder hammer, entirely black and wreathed in lively purple-white electric snakes, appeared in his palm—a top-grade magical artifact, perfectly matching his attributes!

Faced with the lunging sword dragon, he simply pointed his thunder hammer forward.

Boom! ...

Without any complicated moves, a terrifying bolt of lightning, as thick as a water vat and as condensed as a purple-white jade pillar, burst forth!

This lightning was not a scattered arc of electricity; its core was blindingly white, surrounded by purple lightning, and it struck the silver-white sword dragon head-on with lightning speed!

Sizzle—!

The anticipated stalemate did not occur. The sword dragon, powerful enough to rival a body cultivator, was pierced through in a single strike by this lightning bolt, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun!

The dragon body formed by the silver-white sword energy disintegrated, turning into four-colored spiritual light. Before these spiritual lights could land, they were swept away by the domineering aftershocks of the thunder energy and annihilated into spiritual energy!