With a whoosh!

The tree spirit's essence was completely absorbed by Little Green.

boom!

The tree demon's massive, sky-covering body collapsed instantly, just like the tens of millions of cultivators it had slaughtered. A gentle breeze blew by, and the tree trunk turned to ashes.

It's as if they never existed in the human world.

Little Green let out a burp and flew back into Lingyun's sea of ​​consciousness to digest the energy.

However, the tree spirit's words clearly affected A Bao and the others.

Seeing everyone deep in thought, Ling Yun smiled and said:

"Don't let that old guy brainwash you. Young people should have ideals, morality, and benevolence!"

The path of cultivation does indeed become increasingly difficult as one progresses; it is a test from heaven. But as long as one has perseverance, willpower, and a bit of luck, even the most difficult path can be traversed.

The world of cultivators is indeed ruthless, but not heartless.

Remember, the path of righteousness is fraught with hardship! Do not commit acts that incur the wrath of heaven and man for selfish desires, or you will suffer the irresistible karmic retribution, like the tree demon!

After speaking, Ling Yun stood up and smiled at everyone:

"Never forget your original aspiration, and you will achieve your goal! This is a principle that even mortals understand, but many cultivators have forgotten their original aspiration!"

Everyone nodded slightly, their minds, which had been affected by the tree demon, cleared up.

Back in Ganlei City, everyone enjoyed a delicious barbecue that evening.

During this time, Abao said mysteriously:

Do you know what the most popular saying in Ganlei City is?

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at A Bao, filled with curiosity.

Ah Bao took a sip of his drink and said leisurely:

"There's nothing a barbecue can't solve; if there is, then two barbecues will do!"

...

The next morning, the group rode their Qilin to the next city.

Abao pointed ahead and said:

"The next city will be Gan Beast City, the last southern city of the Great Gan Dynasty!"

"Beast City?"

Xiao Yanran and Yan Ruyu frowned, looking at A Bao with strange expressions.

"Damn! Beast! City! Not Beast City!"

Ah Bao's forehead was covered in black lines.

"Beast City... Bah! Beast City is the largest city in the south of the Great Gan Dynasty. It is most famous for its beast fighting, and it has the largest arena in the Great Gan Dynasty."

As if remembering something, Shangguan Hong asked in confusion:

"Abao, didn't you say something was calling you? We're already in Dry Beast City, and the South China Sea is just ahead. Could the thing that's calling you be in the sea?"

Everyone looked at A Bao with curiosity.

"This... I feel it's somewhere between the South China Sea and the Dry Beast City. I estimate we'll know the approximate location once we reach the Dry Beast City."

Everyone's emotions couldn't help but get excited, as A Bao's background had always been a mystery.

Only Ling Yun knew, but he didn't say anything, making everyone extremely curious.

Ten days later, the group arrived at Ganshou City.

Ganshou City doesn't have any famous delicacies; it's more of a mixed bag, where you can find food from all over the country.

After a simple hot pot meal, Ling Yun and his group arrived at the Colosseum located in the west of the city.

The Colosseum was built using the supernatural power of containing Mount Sumeru within a mustard seed. From the outside, it looked like a simple wooden shed, but inside it was incredibly vast, measuring 100,000 zhang on each side, and could accommodate hundreds of millions of people watching at the same time.

The entrance to the Colosseum was an arched gate three zhang wide, where an old man in blue robes and with a white beard sat.

Upon seeing Ling Yun and his group approach, the old man spoke loudly:

"Will you be watching the battle or participating in the beast fight? Spectators will receive ten spirit stones each, while beast fights..."

He saw the little white fox and the white unicorn that had been disguised as a little white dog, and shook his head, saying:

"Forget about fighting beasts. Your two beast pets are obviously weaklings, not even worthy of being called yellow-grade battle beasts!"

The battle beasts in the arena are divided into six levels: Supreme, Top Grade, Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow.

It wasn't based on bloodline but on battle record; in the old man's eyes, the little white fox was nothing but cute.

Upon hearing this, the little white fox became displeased and said fiercely:

"Who do you think you are, old man? I am the future Demon Emperor!"

The old man pointed to the corpse of a black tiger not far away and said:

"That guy also claimed to be the Demon Emperor, but he was killed by a Yellow-level War Beast in one round!"

"Little one, you'd better just stick to being cute and charming!"

"Old man, you have successfully angered me. Today I will show you what terror is!"

The little white fox was furious; she looked at Yan Ruyu:

"I want to fight beasts!"

The group initially wanted to persuade the little white fox, but seeing her resolute attitude, they decided to give it a try.

Sending the Nine-Headed Fox cubs to fight beasts is simply bullying the beasts.

The white-bearded old man shook his head and smiled, then handed out a sign to Ling Yun and his group:

"Take this sign and go backstage to wait for the animal fight. The animal fight is free, and you can win prize money!"

Then, the group entered the room, turned right, and arrived at the backstage area of ​​the Colosseum.

When the little white fox saw the sign that read "Number 38, near-yellow grade," it immediately flew into a rage.

"What does he mean? Number 38 is fine, but who does this quasi-Huang Pin think he is!"

The "quasi-yellow" grade refers to the lowest-ranking battle beast, commonly known as a "one-round kill".

However, although the little white fox was clearly saying something tough and seemed very angry, her voice was too cute and a little cloying, making it sound like she was trying to be adorable.

This caused a group of arena managers to burst into laughter. Some of the female managers, seeing the little white fox's adorable appearance and flawless white fur, couldn't resist wanting to hug it.

"Roar~ I can be really fierce!"

The little white fox tried to look fierce and menacing, but to everyone else it still looked like it was just being cute.

"I'm so angry! Today I will reach the Supreme Realm!"

Ah Bao immediately chimed in:

"Absolutely! Our Lingxi is the Demon Emperor, she will surely reach the Supreme Realm!"

At this moment, the steward came over, glanced at the little white fox, and then said:

"According to the rules of the arena, you can continue as long as you can defeat your opponent, but if you are unfortunately bitten to death, the arena will not be responsible!"

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"Wait!" the little white fox said impatiently.

"That's all? What if we keep winning? How can we reach the Supreme Realm?"

The manager was slightly taken aback. She didn't think the little white fox could survive and advance to the next round, so she didn't elaborate.

"Alright, three consecutive wins will advance you to the Profound Rank, doubling your bonus and giving you a 30% cut of your bets. Five wins will advance you to the Earth Rank, and eight wins will advance you to the Heaven Rank."

Ten consecutive wins will upgrade you to a top-tier battle beast, multiplying your prize money tenfold, and taking 80% of your winnings.

To advance to the Supreme level, one must challenge and kill the Supreme.

Only one Supreme Being is allowed in the arena!

After saying that, she took the opportunity to pat the little white fox's head and hurriedly left.

"Wait, who was the previous supreme ruler?"

The little white fox had just realized what was happening when it discovered that the person in charge had vanished without a trace.

At this moment, A Bao frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:

"I feel a familiar presence!"

Where?

Everyone hurriedly asked.

Ah Bao looked towards the deepest part of the Colosseum backstage, at an iron cage shrouded in light.

"There!"

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing, and could only see the light screen and two large characters floating on it:

Supreme!

"Who are you……"

Just as everyone was about to speak, they heard the manager shout:

"Number 38, please enter!"