Chapter 855: The Battle

The palace was shaken by the tremors, and the roar outside came from someone of considerable strength, likely a core figure of the Medicine God Valley.

Yang Tian rubbed his nose, not particularly surprised. Having taken such a big advantage, it was only natural for others to come looking for trouble.

The Great Elder and the others remained silent, taking this opportunity to test this person's cultivation level.

The two they had cut from the list were naturally the weaker ones. If even these two couldn't be defeated, there was no need to enter.

The protective formation around the palace was activated. Yang Tian's gaze fell on a group of beings outside, led by two young men with grim expressions.

The First Ancestral Land was of utmost importance, filled with countless opportunities and a high chance of directly stepping into the Cave Heaven realm. Who would willingly give it up?

"It's them indeed!" When he saw Yang Tian, a chill flashed in Murong Feng's eyes, and his hands clenched involuntarily.

When he noticed a little girl, Murong Feng's expression first froze, then showed confusion, feeling that she seemed very familiar.

"But it's fine that you're going in." At this moment, his gaze fell on Yuan Xia, burning with desire, and he muttered inwardly.

"Xuan Ming, Xuan Yuan, what grievances do you have?" The Great Elder, calm and composed, swept his gaze over the two of them, his faint voice carrying across the entire scene.

Xuan Ming immediately stepped forward, pointing at Yang Tian and the others, and shouted, "Why can they go to the First Ancestral Land? An outsider like him can, but we can't? I won't accept this!"

"I won't accept it either! The First Ancestral Land was earned through our strength, yet they easily take our spots. This is unfair!" Xuan Yuan bellowed.

The beings of the Medicine God Valley around them all began to murmur. This decision indeed displeased many. An outsider entering their First Ancestral Land—what kind of nonsense was that?

"Which faction do these humans belong to? We never sold any spots to the First Ancestral Land. What right do they have?"

"Exactly! Xuan Ming and Xuan Yuan are both very strong. In the First Ancestral Land, they could definitely step into the Cave Heaven realm. To replace them like this—could there be some hidden reason?"

The Great Elder paid little attention to the surrounding comments and said calmly, "The matter of the First Ancestral Land is already decided. You need not say more."

Hearing this, Xuan Ming's face darkened, and he bristled on the spot, but he dared not defy the Great Elder's words.

Then his gaze fixed on the humans, and he said, "I earned that spot through hard work. I can give it to them, but only if they defeat me!"

"That's right! If you want the spot, you have to show real skill!" Xuan Yuan nodded and shouted.

The surrounding beings all nodded in agreement. This matter was truly infuriating.

"If you want to fight, I have no objection. Then let's go to the arena." The Great Elder didn't hesitate and made the decision for Yang Tian.

"This old fellow won't rest until he sees some real skill before handing over the treasures." Yang Tian chuckled to himself, but he didn't take these two seriously.

A crowd surged toward the arena. Xuan Ming and Xuan Yuan exchanged a glance, secretly delighted. To be honest, they hadn't taken these humans seriously either.

The scenery of the Medicine God Valley was exceptionally beautiful, with lush trees and plants tempered by the essence of the sun and moon, shimmering brightly as if they were cultivating.

These plants were truly cultivating themselves. This was the Medicine God Valley, where many powerful spirit vines and ancient trees had achieved cultivation, largely because the spiritual energy here was overwhelming, suitable for their clan to practice the Dao.

Looking into the distance, the path ahead was filled with flowing springs and cascading waterfalls. Spirit birds danced in the high sky, and strange beasts often appeared among the mountains and rivers—a very beautiful scene.

This was a vast mountain range. They walked on a high peak, and Yang Tian could sense a primeval oppressive pressure on this mountain.

Looking up, he immediately saw a huge arena suspended in the air. It floated in the void, its surface gleaming with cold metallic luster, exuding a震慑性的力感.

This arena was enormous, with bronze-colored stone walls stained by blood that had not dried after who knows how many years. This place must have seen the bloodshed of powerful beings.

"This arena is no ordinary thing," Yang Tian muttered to himself. The arena must have existed for a long time; even the primeval aura it emitted was extraordinary.

Xuan Ming and Xuan Yuan swept their gazes over the few humans. Noticing that these humans showed no surprise, they frowned slightly.

In the past, outsiders who fought here had all been astonished by this arena. They hadn't expected that it would fail to intimidate these humans.

"Who will go first?" The Great Elder looked at the arena and said to Xuan Yuan and Xuan Ming.

The two exchanged glances. Xuan Ming stepped forward and shouted, "Great Elder, I'll go first."

As soon as the words fell, Xuan Ming's body shot across the sky and appeared on the arena in the blink of an eye, his eyes fixed on the humans below.

Many gazes shifted over, eager to know the origins of these humans who had taken their quota for the First Ancestral Land.

"Young friend, please," the Great Elder said, glancing at Yang Tian with a faint smile. "I hope you won't fail."

Hearing this, Yang Tian shrugged and said indifferently, "Don't forget your promise. If there are no treasures, I won't go."

The Great Elder's mouth twitched. At that moment, he suddenly noticed that Yang Tian's shadow had vanished. Turning his gaze, he saw the man on the arena and said with some surprise, "That footwork is not bad. It seems to be Carefree Steps."

Yang Tian's speed was so fast that many creatures were startled, and they suppressed their initial contempt.

Xuan Ming's expression also turned serious. Without further words, he strode forward, and his aura suddenly surged, like rivers rising and falling, with rolling thunder beginning to boom.

Boom!

He struck, moving with incredible speed. His fist shot out, unleashing a bolt of lightning as massive as a mountain, its fierce momentum extremely powerful, charging toward Yang Tian's body.

As the thunder roared in, Yang Tian pressed his feet slightly. A terrifying aura erupted from within him, and beams of golden light burst forth, each one blazing intensely.

Under the astonished gazes of the onlookers, the erupting thunderbolt was directly shattered by Yang Tian's aura, eventually crumbling into nothing.

The Great Elder and the Third Elder exchanged glances, confirming their thoughts. This human youth's cultivation was extremely strong, likely no weaker than the most powerful individuals in their valley.

"This man might even be comparable to Xuan Ye. It seems this human is probably from some holy land."

"Indeed, his aura is extremely intense, even suppressing Xuan Ming's breath. But that's not the whole story; Xuan Ming was only testing with that attack."

Xuan Ming's heart tightened. He let out a low shout, and suddenly a thousand bolts of lightning erupted around him, dancing wildly in the void, each one splitting the sky, extremely terrifying.

He transformed into a god of thunder. Raising his head, he shook violently, and the thousand lightning bolts, like a thousand thunder dragons, surged forward madly, overwhelming the path ahead.