The Martial Saint Started from Scavenging

The conclusion of the first alchemy competition brought the atmosphere of the entire square to a climax.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect cheered and jumped for joy, which was in stark contrast to the deathly atmosphere on the other side of the Wanling Pavilion.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Liu Qing slowly walked down the platform. She did not return to the area for sect disciples, but went straight to the area where Ye Sheng was located, the guest elders' viewing area.

Her arrival immediately drew the attention of everyone around her.

"Elder Ye... Elder Ye."

Liu Qing stopped in front of Ye Sheng, her clear, cold eyes filled with a complex and unfathomable emotion.

She didn't say "thank you," but Ye Sheng could understand her meaning from her eyes.

Ye Sheng smiled slightly, which was considered a return greeting.

The two didn't say anything more, but they understood each other implicitly.

Just then, Xuan Yang Zhenren's voice rang out again from the high platform.

"Now, let's begin the second round: the battle of magic."

As he finished speaking, Yang Zhao and the woman from Wanling Pavilion dressed in fiery red attire stepped out from their respective camps and gracefully landed in the center of the platform.

The woman's name was Chu Feng. She was the personal disciple of the Pavilion Master of Wanling Pavilion, a cultivator in the late Golden Core stage. She mainly cultivated fire-type techniques and possessed the powerful and unparalleled "Southern Bright Fire" divine ability, which was rarely matched among the younger generation in the Eastern Region.

The two stood facing each other, and before they even made a move, their powerful auras collided violently in mid-air.

Yang Zhao's aura was gentle and refined, yet vast and unfathomable.

Chu Feng's aura, on the other hand, was as violent as fire, as if it would burn the entire world to ashes.

"Senior Brother Yang, please enlighten me." Chu Feng clasped his hands in a fist salute, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit.

"Junior Sister Chu Feng, please." Yang Zhao smiled slightly, still maintaining his calm and composed demeanor.

The next second, Chu Feng moved.

She formed a hand seal and let out a delicate shout.

"Fire Phoenix Burning Heaven Flames!"

Instantly, a raging inferno erupted from her body, transforming into a gigantic fire phoenix with wingspans of several meters, which pounced on Yang Zhao with an aura of incineration.

Wherever the fire phoenix passed, even the air was distorted by the heat, and the white jade ground on the platform was instantly scorched red.

"What a powerful fire-based divine ability!" A disciple on the viewing platform exclaimed in surprise.

Despite this domineering and terrifying attack, Yang Zhao still wore a smile.

He didn't use any magical treasures or powerful supernatural abilities; he simply extended his right index finger and gently touched the incoming fire phoenix.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any dazzling brilliance.

The once mighty fire phoenix, upon touching Yang Zhao's fingertips, vanished silently, like ice and snow melting away, turning into sparks that dissipated into the air.

The entire square fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene, their minds blank.

With just one finger, he broke Chu Feng's "Fire Phoenix Burning Heaven Flame," which was powerful enough to burn mountains and boil seas.

How...how is this possible?

Even on the side of Wanling Pavilion, the young master Kong Xuan, who had always acted carefree and nonchalant, lost his smile for the first time, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

"What... what kind of supernatural power is this?" Chu Feng was also stunned. She looked at Yang Zhao in disbelief, her voice trembling.

Yang Zhao withdrew his finger and smiled, "This is not a supernatural power, but merely my rudimentary understanding of the 'Dao'."

road?

Chu Feng was stunned; she didn't understand what Yang Zhao was talking about.

But when Ye Sheng heard that word, his heart skipped a beat.

He pushed his senses to the limit, staring intently at Yang Zhao.

He could feel that when Yang Zhao pointed out that finger, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be instantly drained away and then condensed at his fingertip in an extremely mysterious way.

That single finger seemed to contain some profound truth of the universe, capable of annihilating everything.

"Fragments of the Dao..." This thought suddenly flashed through Ye Sheng's mind.

Could it be that Yang Zhao also possesses something of the same origin as his skill panel or that ancient spirit seed?

The moment this thought crossed Ye Sheng's mind, a storm raged within him.

He looked at Yang Zhao again, his gaze becoming incredibly complex.

If Yang Zhao truly possessed the "Fragment of the Dao," then he might have already seen through his possession of a skill panel or that ancient spirit seed!

The thought sent a chill down Ye Sheng’s spine.

This Yang Zhao is hiding his true abilities very well!

On the platform, after a brief moment of shock, Chu Feng launched another attack.

This time, she unleashed all her spiritual power to its fullest extent, transforming herself into a blazing sun as she hurtled towards Yang Zhao.

She wanted to use the purest, most violent spiritual energy to break the mysterious "Dao" that Yang Zhao had just mentioned.

However, it didn't work.

Yang Zhao simply extended one finger.

No matter how violent Chu Feng's spiritual flames were, no matter how fierce her attacks were, she could not break through the three feet in front of Yang Zhao's fingertips.

That three-foot-wide space seemed to be a world of its own, a world completely controlled by Yang Zhao.

Any energy that enters this world will be easily dissolved and annihilated by him.

Finally, Chu Feng collapsed from exhaustion, the flames of spiritual energy on her body extinguished, revealing her pale and resentful face.

She lost, and lost without a doubt.

"In the second duel, Yang Zhao of the Qingyun Sword Sect emerges victorious!"

The voice of Master Xuanyang rang out, waking everyone from their shock.

A thunderous cheer erupted once again in the square.

Yang Zhao withdrew his finger, gave Chu Feng a slight bow, then turned and gracefully returned to his own camp.

He remained as gentle and refined as ever, as if the battle just now had nothing to do with him.

But his gaze drifted almost imperceptibly to Ye Sheng in the distance, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Ye Sheng met his gaze, his heart turning cold. This Yang Zhao was definitely plotting something against him.

If that's the case, then a battle between myself and Yang Zhao is inevitable sooner or later.

This battle may be more dangerous than any battle they have experienced before!

"Now, let's begin the third round: Beast Taming."

Master Xuan Yang's voice pulled Ye Sheng back to reality.

Ye Sheng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, and turned his gaze to the center of the platform.

This was the final match, and it was also the real reason he came to watch the game today.

At this moment, Shi Meng of Beast Taming Peak and Kong Xuan, the young master of Ten Thousand Spirits Pavilion, stepped onto the platform at the same time.

Shi Meng was tall and strong with a simple and honest face, looking like a kind and honest farmer.

Kong Xuan, on the other hand, was dressed in a five-colored feather robe, with an eerie face and a wicked smile on his lips.

The two stopped and each took out a beast ring from their pockets.

Immediately afterwards, two beams of light flew out from the beast ring, landed on the platform, and transformed into two enormous spirit beasts.

Shi Meng's spirit beast is a jet-black "Black Armored Earth Dragon" that is three zhang long. It is a peak third-tier spirit beast with strength comparable to a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Kong Xuan's spirit beast was a "Azure Phoenix Firebird" with a wingspan of several zhang and its entire body burning with azure flames; it was also a peak third-tier spirit beast.

As soon as the two spirit beasts appeared, they let out a deafening roar, and their powerful auras collided violently in the air, stirring up a gust of wind.

"go!"

Shi Meng and Kong Xuan issued the order to attack almost simultaneously.

With a roar, the black-armored earth dragon strode forward with earth-shaking momentum, charging towards the blue phoenix firebird.

The Azure Phoenix Firebird let out a clear cry, flapped its wings, and rained down azure flames upon the Black Armored Earth Dragon.

A thrilling battle between spirit beasts is about to begin.

Ye Sheng didn't pay attention to the battle between the two spirit beasts, but focused all his attention on Shi Meng.

He was waiting, waiting for the "unexpected change" mentioned in Su Wan's letter.