Chapter 1726: An Ancient Saint Appears

Whoosh!

The tree root swayed gently, the yellow sand vanished, and everything returned to normal, as if the previous events had only been a dream.

Only, this person, Bo Feng, had completely disappeared, nowhere to be found.

“Is Bo Feng dead?”

“His soul aura is gone, and his body turned into yellow sand? How… is that possible?”

“What happened?”

Many of the alien clansmen were chattering their teeth.

Though they had seen it with their own eyes, they still couldn’t believe it.

Bo Feng’s strength, in one-on-one combat, was absolutely among the peak of them. With such strength, he turned into yellow sand in an instant, without even the ability to react… What exactly was this tree root?

How could it be so terrifying?

Not only were the crowd stunned, but even Dream Sword Saint and the other masters were dumbfounded.

They had thought that without using the sacred beasts, Zhang Xuan would find fighting very difficult, but they never dreamed that he would be even faster!

In less than two breaths, it was over, and it ended with… Bo Feng’s complete death!

“Xuan’er, this is…”

Dream Sword Saint looked over.

“Nothing much, this is also the small opportunity I mentioned earlier! Something I tamed by chance!” Zhang Xuan smiled.

This tree root, though terrifying, was actually helpless as long as one sealed their aura and prevented the fluff from entering the body. Its actual combat power was still inferior to the five sacred beasts.

“…” Dream Sword Saint felt a tightness in his chest.

Small opportunity?

Five sacred beasts at the Immortal Realm Great Perfection, a tree root that could easily kill an Immortal Realm Great Perfection cultivator… These were all small opportunities. What did that make theirs?

Probably nothing at all!

“Come back!”

With a flick of his palm, the tree root came to him and was put away into the folded space. Then he grabbed again.

The Sacred Blood Crystal and Cold Moon Hook also flew over: “These are my winnings from the bet, I’ll take them without ceremony…”

Having said that, ignoring everyone’s expressions, he directly stored them into his ring.

Rumble!

Just as he put the items away, he felt a terrifying aura spreading rapidly, like a typhoon making landfall. The ground cracked, and the four pavilions—Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter—shook incessantly, as if unable to withstand the pressure.

“This is… an Ancient Saint!”

His pupils contracted, Zhang Xuan quickly looked up.

The pressure came from all directions, and he couldn’t tell where it originated.

“That tree root, though not a sacred beast, has life consciousness and counts as a beast pet, doesn’t it? Does this still count as a fair duel?”

Crash!

A huge voice sounded, and then Zhang Xuan felt his body tighten, as if locked onto by someone’s will. A force pressed down, trying to crush him alive.

Creak! Creak!

His bones cracked, and cold sweat poured from his head.

Clearly, his previous actions had violated some rule, and the opposing Ancient Saint could no longer hold back.

“Old Ghost Yu, my junior specifically asked earlier whether he could use the tree root, and your people agreed. What, you lose and won’t honor the bet? If you won’t honor it, then let’s have a fight!”

Boom!

Just as Zhang Xuan couldn’t hold on, another voice sounded, and then a force like a spring breeze caressed him, and the pressure on him disappeared.

The two super-strong opponents clashed, and the surrounding space made a sound like water hitting rocks, on the verge of breaking at any moment.

“The Zhang family’s Ancient Saint?”

His heart stirred, knowing the identity of this person, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the old ancestor from the Zhang family had made a move.

“He only said the tree root was hard, not that it could kill…” The voice called Old Ghost Yu sounded.

“Since it’s a contest, one must be prepared to be killed. The tree root can kill, but can’t the Cold Moon Hook kill?” The Zhang family’s old ancestor snorted coldly: “If you lose, admit it. If you can’t afford to lose, don’t hide like a turtle. If you talk nonsense again, believe me, even if I have to get hurt, I’ll drag you out and crush your balls!”

“You…”

Old Ghost Yu trembled with anger, but seemed to fear the Zhang family’s old ancestor and didn’t dwell on the matter: “Hmph, I won’t argue with you today. I don’t believe you can guard this guy forever. He’s called Zhang Xuan, I’ve remembered him! Once we leave the Confucian Temple, there will be plenty of time… Alright, don’t stay here. Everyone go back and wait for the Great Achievement Hall to open!”

“Yes!”

The many alien clansmen, hearing their Ancient Saint ancestor speak, turned around at once.

“Hold on!”

Just as they had taken two steps, they heard a loud shout, and Zhang Xuan stepped forward.

“What? Still want to compete?”

Seeing him speak, the many alien clansmen’s faces turned ashen.

“That’s right, I still want to compete! Rest assured, this time, I won’t use sacred beasts or tree roots. Do you dare to fight me?”

Having been oppressed by someone’s aura and threatened, when had Zhang Xuan ever suffered such treatment!

He had even killed an Ancient Saint before. Since they dared to threaten him, fine… he would first kill off these subordinates!

When the time came, as long as that guy dared to appear, he wouldn’t mind smashing a book over and killing another Ancient Saint!

“Are you sure?”

An alien clansman couldn’t help asking.

“What, if you don’t even dare to do this, then don’t call yourselves the Spirit Race. Don’t come to the Master Teacher Continent; just get the hell back!”

Zhang Xuan snorted.

“You…” The many alien clansmen were all livid, their fists clenched.

“You really won’t use sacred beasts or tree roots?”

Old Ghost Yu’s voice sounded.

“I can swear by my identity as a master teacher that I will only use my own strength and my own weapon. You wouldn’t be afraid to even allow weapons, would you?” Zhang Xuan raised his head, showing no fear of the other’s status as an Ancient Saint: “If even weapons aren’t allowed, then consider it unsaid!”

“Hmph, of course weapons are allowed in a contest!”

Old Ghost Yu snorted.

His subordinates had also used weapons just now; it was nothing, and it wouldn’t increase combat power much.

“Then good. Do you dare to compete with me?” Zhang Xuan pointed forward: “If you’re timid, I’ll challenge all of them alone. That is, they can take turns fighting me, or all come at once. If I so much as frown, I’m not a member of the Zhang family!”

“Well said! Worthy of being a fine man of my Zhang family!”

The Zhang family’s old ancestor praised, then snorted: “Old Ghost Yu, you’re not scared, are you?”

“You…”

Unexpectedly being cornered by a minor cultivator at the Golden Body Realm, Old Ghost Yu was about to explode with rage: “Fine, as you wish. Not only will we compete, but it will be a life-and-death duel! That is, until one of us dies. Do you dare to agree?”

He was truly enraged.

The dignity of an Ancient Saint was not to be violated. This guy had provoked him repeatedly, and it had already made his blood boil.

This guy’s beast pets and tree root were formidable, but his own strength was only average. He didn’t believe that with so many clansmen taking turns, they couldn’t kill him!

“Old Ghost Yu, you really have no shame…” Knowing that the other wanted to kill his junior, the Zhang family’s old ancestor snorted coldly and was about to refuse when he heard the junior in front of the crowd step forward again, his voice sounding.

“Good, I agree!”