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Feng Zhi stopped walking, looked at him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had just broken through to the Purple Mansion realm and was worried about not having a suitable opponent to test his combat strength, but unexpectedly someone offered himself up.

The Overlord Body is one of the two pillars of the human race.

An opponent with an invincible physical body, on par with the Primordial Sacred Body, is far more interesting than meditating in a secluded cultivation room.

"A tournament? Where is it?" Feng Zhi asked.

"It's been set up in the training ground for two days now." Bei Shenfeng sat up straight in his rocking chair.

He wore a smug smile, seemingly unperturbed even after his own disciples had been thoroughly beaten.

"That kid is called Ba Cang. He was awakened by Ji Er after the ceremony. As soon as he woke up, he broke through to the third level of the Purple Mansion, which is a little higher than your level."

"He came alone, and without saying a word, he erected a stone tablet on the training ground platform."

"The words 'Seeking only defeat' were engraved on it. The disciples were furious and were all taught a lesson."

"You came alone?" This detail surprised Feng Zhi.

Having just awakened his invincible body, he traveled such a long distance alone, just to have a fight?

"Are the Ji family really so comfortable letting him go out alone?"

"What's there to worry about? With a third-level Purple Mansion Body, I can roam freely in the Eastern Wilderness, except for a few old fogies." Bei Shenfeng stood up from the rocking chair and patted the fallen leaves off his robe.

"Besides, who would dare to touch him? This is the Eastern Region; the Ji family's imperial troops can arrive in an instant."

"But that kid really went all out. He fought over a hundred matches in two days, taking down all the direct disciples and true disciples of the Holy Land. He even defeated Changfeng in one move."

"hiss!"

Feng Zhi gasped.

He wasn't surprised by the strength of the Overlord Body; for people of their level, defeating a God-level Body was child's play.

Instead, they were shocked by Gu Changfeng!

Why is this foolish nephew so stubborn? He doesn't learn from the pain of the previous two times. He knows he can't win, but he still goes for it. Why doesn't he learn from Shi Gandang?

"Sigh, let's go. Since they've come to cause trouble, it would be unreasonable for me, as the Holy Son, not to go and save face for them. It's a good opportunity to consolidate my cultivation."

Feng Zhi casually put away the tattered outer robe, revealing the relatively intact inner garment underneath.

He didn't change his clothes, and just walked out with his hair down, since he had a physical fight to fight later, and it would be shameful to waste the time.

……

The training ground was already packed with people, whose numbers had exceeded one million.

two days ago.

The news of the Overlord's challenge spread throughout the entire Eastern Wilderness, attracting many independent cultivators and members of major sects and clans.

Some of them were previously in other major domains, but upon hearing this news, they were willing to spend a huge amount of spiritual energy to take the teleportation array to Beidou.

Some of them were not qualified to attend the previous Holy Son Ceremony, or were unable to attend due to other commitments.

Later, I heard from others...

Among them were earth-shattering battles between various physiques, and the arrival of the Golden Crow Clan and the Divine Clan was met with great regret, as they wished they could have witnessed it firsthand.

After all, this is a gathering of people with special physical attributes!

With such exceptional physiques gathered together, who wouldn't want to know who is the best?

This is an answer that will never be seen throughout the ages! It's like the invincible loneliness among emperors; people are always discussing which emperor of which era was stronger.

This opportunity is right in front of them, and it's just a matter of a few resources. If they miss this chance, they will regret it for the rest of their lives!

The Beidou Holy Land doesn't stop people; it welcomes all visitors and opens its gates wide, only requiring a small fee.

This kind of great way to earn resources is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and we can't miss it!

"Oh my, isn't this Brother Wang? Long time no see, you've gotten even fatter!"

"You poor, bookish nerd, can't you speak properly? I'm just plump and full-figured! I'm destined for wealth and prosperity!"

"Haha, it's been a while since we last met. It seems your cultivation has improved quite a bit..."

The successors of various religions gathered together again; for them, a journey was a trivial matter.

……

"Speaking of which... In the past two days, the Overlord Body has defeated all the people in the Big Dipper Holy Land. How come the Holy Son is still so calm?" The successor of Wanbaoge looked at the tall and imposing young man on the arena.

"What's the rush? The Overlord Body has already visited all the other special physiques, but they're all in seclusion."

"Either he's trying to enter the Eight Forbidden Realms, or he's breaking through to the Purple Mansion Realm. With the Human Emperor Physique, he's probably breaking through to the Purple Mansion Realm right now!" The successor of the Book Pavilion remained calm as always, chatting while reading.

"As expected of the Overlord Body, its warlike nature is no less than that of the gods. It challenged people everywhere as soon as it was born."

"I don't know what the Ji family was thinking, daring to let him challenge the Human Emperor's Body. We've seen his combat power before..." Some people couldn't figure out the Ji family's thoughts and were puzzled.

"They want to temper the Imperial Body, after all... the warlike nature of the Overlord Body needs to be tempered." Someone saw through the situation.

"Look, the Holy Son has arrived!" a disciple shouted, breaking the commotion.

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Feng Zhi descended from the main peak, carrying with him the aura of heaven and earth's tribulation power.

His robes were tattered, and his hair was disheveled. He didn't look like a holy son of a holy land, but rather like a monk who had survived the battlefield.

But it was precisely this appearance that silenced countless spectators.

Many of them had seen Feng Zhi before, but now they could no longer detect his presence at all.

"Sure enough, he has also broken through to the Purple Mansion realm!" Everyone was secretly surprised.

On the arena, Ba Cang, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, looked up and sized up the man.

Feng Zhi was also sizing him up. Contrary to his expectations, Ba Cang's physique was not as robust and muscular as Sheng Wu's.

On the contrary, he was similar to Feng Zhi, with a slender figure, broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

With his red and purple hair, fierce face, and domineering aura, he exuded an aura of unparalleled bravery.

"I've been waiting for you for two days," Ba Cang said, his voice shaking the air.

He frowned slightly as he looked at Feng Zhi's appearance: "Are you injured? I can wait a little longer."

"No need. I was tempering my body not long ago, and my clothes just got torn." Feng Zhi stopped in front of him.

"Is that so?" Ba Cang withdrew his gaze and did not ask any further questions.

What he sensed from Feng Zhi's aura was not weakness, but a kind of composure that only comes after undergoing some kind of extreme tempering.

"I heard you had just reached the Core Formation stage before I came. Now that you've broken through, that's perfect. It saves me from being accused of using my cultivation level to intimidate others." Ba Cang raised his right fist, which glowed with a purplish-red light—the power of his Overlord Body's blood and qi.

Without wasting words, he swung his fist, channeling his inner energy, and punched Feng Zhi.

Wherever the fist passed, space was shattered, and the domineering energy of the blood and qi ignited the air.

The wind has stopped but not receded; only the weaker party would do something to avoid it.

He activated the Supreme Emperor Scripture and his bloodline to the limit, then swung his right fist to meet the attack.