Hu Le activated his magic eye and looked at the old demon. He immediately realized that the man was just an old turtle with a trace of Xuanwu bloodline.
It seems that the little demon he just killed with lightning must be the child this old demon was talking about.
"Hehe...you beast, you should be thanking your lucky stars that I'm not going to cause you any trouble, yet you still dare to come knocking on my door?" Hu Le chuckled. He was just an old demon with decent cultivation, and he didn't want to get entangled with him any further.
He laughed and raised the bamboo staff in his hand, releasing a beam of innate five-colored divine light that instantly enveloped the old demon. After a swift wash, the old demon was reduced to dust.
He's just an old demon; if it were one of those demon saints, they might be able to fight him for a few rounds.
But this old turtle was nothing more than an unknown monster born from a great river; it had no power whatsoever. He killed it with a flick of his finger, leaving it no chance to resist...
After defeating the old demon, Hu Le continued his journey on the clouds. On this day, he passed over the sky above Mount Buyoukongfang.
There were still quite some days before the Burning Lamp Daoist began the banquet. The reason Hu Le left Penglai Island so early was that he planned to stay in the Yanhuang tribe for a while when passing through Buyou Kongfang Mountain, to meet the Treasure Offering Heavenly Lord and the newly promoted elders.
When Hu Le arrived outside the tribe and auspicious clouds descended, the Treasure-Offering Heavenly Lord quickly came to greet him. The brothers exchanged pleasantries for a while and then entered the tribe side by side, arriving at the main hall.
The elders quickly arrived upon hearing the news, paid their respects, and then withdrew.
In the end, only the two brothers remained in the hall.
"Brother, you've arrived at the perfect time. Would you like to come with me to see a good show tomorrow?" the Treasure-Offering Heavenly Lord suddenly said with a smile.
"A good show?"
"right?"
"What is it? Why don't you tell me? If it's a good show, I'd be happy to go with you to see it."
The Heavenly Lord of Treasures felt there was nothing to hide and immediately told him the story.
It's very simple. The neighboring Xia Yan tribe and the nearby Chun Mu tribe have a conflict over some territories. They are preparing to set up a magic duel platform, where experts from both sides will compete to determine the ownership of the territories.
Before the contest, both tribes sent invitations, requesting that the Treasure-Offering Heavenly Lord, the acting patriarch of the Yanhuang tribe, come to arbitrate.
The Heavenly Lord of Offering Treasures has already agreed.
As for the tribe called Xia Yan, it was originally the Zhu Rong tribe. Later, after Kun Yangzi became the new chieftain, he followed Hu Le's example and renamed the Zhu Rong tribe Xia Yan.
The tribe called Chunmu was also renamed from the Jumang tribe...
After listening to the story told by the Treasure-Offering Heavenly Lord, Hu Le nodded in agreement.
The establishment of a dueling arena to determine the ownership of each tribe's territory was a rule personally set by Queen Jinde during the last human race conference, and all the tribal chiefs agreed to it.
Hu Le had never seen it in person before, so this opportunity to witness it firsthand was a good chance...
The next day, Hu Le and Xianbao Tianjun, along with several great shaman elders, left Buyou Kongfang Mountain, crossed the Yellow River on clouds, and arrived at the Xia Yan tribe.
Upon hearing of Hu Le and his group's arrival, clan chief Kunyangzi immediately came out to greet them personally.
"Hahaha... It turns out that you, fellow Daoist, have come in person."
"Fellow Daoist Kunyangzi, it's been a long time."
After the two chieftains met, they greeted each other and exchanged a few pleasantries before Hu Le and his group were led into the tribe.
After drinking the celestial dew and consuming some spiritual fruits, Kunyangzi summoned the clan's experts to the front of the hall, said a few words to boost morale, and led the group on a grand journey.
Hu Le and the others then followed Kunyangzi out of the tribe again, and flew south for hundreds of thousands of miles before suddenly stopping in front of a towering mountain.
At the foot of the mountain stood a high platform covering several acres, and below the platform was a reed hut. Inside the hut, the Chunmu people were already waiting.
Upon seeing Kunyangzi and the others arrive, Bian Xiong, the chief of the Chunmu tribe, came forward to greet them. When he saw Hu Le, a smile immediately appeared on his originally gloomy face.
"I never expected you to come, fellow Daoist. I am truly honored."
He knew that Hu Le had been cultivating on Penglai Island and rarely paid attention to the affairs of the tribe, so he didn't expect that Hu Le would come this time.
After exchanging pleasantries with the other party, Hu Le and the group entered the reed hut together. Once seated, they quickly got down to business.
Bian Xiong and Kun Yangzi laid out some disputed territories between the two tribes, and the tribal chiefs each sent their people to the stage to fight. The victor could take one of the territories unconditionally.
This time, there are seven disputed territories between the two tribes, meaning they need to fight seven battles to resolve the conflict.
Hu Le came only to witness the agreement between the two parties. After they reached a consensus, he asked them to send their respective people first.
Kunyangzi's gaze swept over the group of experts in the clan, finally stopping on a burly man in red robes. He then instructed, "Zhuanyang, you will lead the first battle."
"yes."
Zhuanyang agreed, quickly stepped out of the reed hut, and leaped onto the dueling platform.
"Xia Yan Clan's Zhuan Yang is here. Which fellow Daoist would be willing to come and offer some guidance?"
Before Zhuanyang could finish speaking, Bian Xiong gave a wink to a green-robed youth beside him.
The green-robed youth immediately shouted, "Fellow Daoist Zhuanyang, don't be in such a hurry. Let me, Green Steed, deal with you!"
Having said that, he transformed into a wisp of breeze, emerged from the reed hut, and floated onto the altar.
The two stood facing each other, about ten feet apart.
Both of them were masters of witchcraft. Although the boy named Green Horse looked very young, his strength was by no means inferior. He was a great witch just like Zhuanyang.
They exchanged a glance and each revealed their magical artifacts.
What appeared in Zhuanyang's hand was a precious sword, forged using witchcraft and supernatural powers. It looked extremely sharp and exuded a murderous aura.
What Green Horse brandished was a long halberd, its blade also gleaming with a cold light.
"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me!"
Zhuanyang struck first, rushing to Green Steed and slashing down with his sword.
Green Steed neither dodged nor yielded, but raised the halberd in his hand above his head to block the sword. With a clang, a loud noise resounded throughout the arena.
The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle, tumbling and rolling into two shifting phantoms, the sounds of their magical weapons clashing constantly ringing out.
After hundreds of rounds of close combat, the two were evenly matched...
The people in the reed hut watched quietly without offering any opinions.
After all, the battle between the two has only just begun, and the best is yet to come.
Seeing that he could not gain the upper hand, Green Horse swept his halberd across Zhuanyang, forcing him back. He then took the opportunity to jump backward, and with a flick of his left sleeve, a ball of blazing lightning and fire flew out, burning towards Zhuanyang like a fire dragon.
Seeing the flames approaching fiercely, Zhuanyang dared not be careless. He retreated sharply, made a hand seal with his left hand, and pointed at the ground in front of him.
A wisp of green light flew from the fingertip, landed, and then exploded into a burst of green light, instantly transforming into a whirlwind that whipped up the burning flames and shot skyward...
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