"Quite the battlefield."

"Though there's a bit of drizzle, it's dark enough, and I quite like it."

Vishdair scoffed, his gaze icy as he looked at the spectacle before him.

"But a corpse should have the demeanor of a corpse, not pretend to be like you ****."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Vishdair suddenly drew his gun and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, a red bullet tore through the barrier of demonic qi and exploded directly on the dragon's head. The explosion resounded, dispelling the lingering roar and illuminating the faces of Jiang Xinyue and Wang Feng beside it.

Although Lin Guang and Lisa did not appear as wild, their eyes showed no sign of fear or discomfort.

Even if Doctor Kaiwen's Beast King didn't unleash its full momentum, it was no match for this utterly dead dragon corpse.

If someone spent years tinkering with a nuclear bomb capable of exploding, they could calmly face an entire arsenal of explosives without flinching.

Someone slightly frowned, "This Lin Guang... truly unexpected, to remain so calm. Could it be they've also seen a real Beast King?"

"Even if they've seen one, it doesn't make sense. The younger generations of the Wang family must have seen the Beast King at home, but you saw their reaction when they first set foot on the mountain peak and saw the dragon corpse; it took them over an hour to adapt."

"Could it be..."

Huai Richeng snorted coldly, shaking his head slightly, "Don't panic, it's not a big deal."

"If it's merely the pressure near Beast King level, it's not a significant impact."

"The key is, this dragon was just a step away from ascending to Beast King, almost becoming the dominator of this Secret Realm. But due to the Secret Realm's descent through the Outer Battlefield, demonic qi seeped in, eroding its consciousness, blocking its breakthrough."

"Even though its Dragon Eye and Reverse Scale, its essence, have been taken, the remaining Dragon Might, resentment, and demonic qi mixture still greatly enhance the demonic qi's erosive effect on life, comparable to areas affected by the Demon Race in the Outer Battlefield."

"This is not something that kid Lin Guang and those two Magical Beasts can simply ignore with sheer willpower and madness."

"Without specific countermeasures, even if the mind remains unimpeded, fighting here, with Ethereal Manipulation and Spirit Pattern usage, would be hampered, akin to severing an arm."

A middle-aged Four-Star Spirit Master from the Wang family couldn't help but say, "Not to mention the younger ones, even I have to specially channel Spiritual Power to dispel its influence when fighting here, which slightly reduces my performance due to distraction."

He looked at Jiang Xinyue and Wang Feng in the mist, who remained unaffected, and sighed, "In terms of mastery and usage of Inheritance... I might fall short compared to them."

Someone unexpectedly taunted him, "You're a Blue Talent; what are you bragging about? How can you compare yourself to them?"

"..."

Huai Risheng furrowed his brow.

He wasn't surprised by Lin Guang's disregard for the pressure; rather, he noticed nuances in his and Vishdair and Lily's demeanor, prompting a surprising thought.

Could it be that True Man sees this kid as a Direct Disciple?

Not only did he gather fragments of True Man Inheritance, but even had a Beast King accompany them as a sparring partner?

Even True Men can't nurture disciples or younger generations without reservation, for their abundant life span typically allows them to live for three hundred years unless they die in battle or encounter cultivation issues.

Thus, many True Men aspire to further advancement, not caring much for their disciples, as attending too much to them might hinder their own cultivation.

But a Direct Disciple is different, akin to one's legacy, even closer than biological children. Typically, except for some two-hundred-year-old antiques, no one easily accepts a Direct Disciple.

He slightly furrowed his brow.

If Lin Guang is indeed a Direct Disciple of a True Man, it's likely he didn't exert his full strength in the battle against Huai Shouren.

Coupled with the sudden enhancement that seemed like a Talent effect before...

Then, even with Jiang Xinyue and Wang Feng holding the geographical advantage, the outcome of the ensuing battle is indeed unpredictable.

Could it be, as he suggested, they should join forces to fight him?

…

"You've finally arrived?"

Amidst the dense demonic qi and fine drizzle on the mountain peak, Wang Feng slowly strolled forward, passing the dragon's body, emitting a faint blue glow, allowing Lin Guang to see his expression.

He was tall, fair-skinned, nearly reaching 1.85 meters in height, with a chiseled face, definitely a "handsome man."

If he didn't mention it, probably no one would guess that he was only in the first year of high school.

Lin Guang took a deep breath, seemingly savoring the atmosphere of this place, then looked at Jiang Xinyue, who had not stepped forward, and the slender dragon shadow beside her which somewhat resembled a dragon corpse. A gleam flickered in his eyes briefly, then he calmly said, "Taking on two at once, even I won't be arrogant enough to act recklessly. Naturally, I've come after a thorough rest."

Wang Feng coldly watched the handsome young man not far away, paying no mind to Lin Guang's words. He only thought it was an attempt to provoke him and enhance his odds for the upcoming battle.

For some reason, when the gleam flashed in Lin Guang's eyes just now, that look gave him an illusion of being seen through.

But he quickly shook his head, dispelling these groundless thoughts.

In fact, this wasn't the first time Wang Feng had seen Lin Guang. After all, he had performed exceptionally well last time in the Flame Turtle Secret Realm, defeating a sophomore member of the school team.

But he never imagined that in such a short period, he would be standing in front of him, even managing to kick that annoying Huai Shouren cleanly out of the game, with himself almost unscathed.

At this moment, Lin Guang was no longer wearing the plain glasses he usually wore.

Though the white shirt he wore wasn't immaculately clean, and had accumulated some dust, the steady patter of rain was gradually soaking it and his hair tips, faintly revealing the toned muscle lines beneath his shirt.

Yet he exuded a sense of freedom and ease.

Accompanied by that quite relaxed expression, all these didn't make this handsome young man look more disheveled; instead, it enhanced his exceptional demeanor.

This appearance made even Jiang Xinyue, who had decided not to act alongside Wang Feng and maintained a cool demeanor, couldn't help but glance a few more times, somewhat lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Wang Feng became even more alert.

Free... relaxed...?

In this place filled with demonic qi and resentment from the dragon's death, full of oppressive pressure?

A mere commoner simultaneously challenging him and Jiang Xinyue, if it were someone else, Wang Feng might think the person had gone mad.

But at this moment, Huai Shouren, the last on the Profound Jade Dragon Token, was blatantly hanging there, symbolizing the opponent's complete victory.

So no matter what he does, he is fully justified in doing so.

After all... achievements and strength are the best interpretations of one's attitude.

The next moment, he released two luminescent blue Spirit Beasts.

One was a sizable creature, a towering Ruanme snail, standing two meters high. Unlike ordinary ones, its surface was smooth and azure, and the spiral patterns common to its kind had a slight effect of interfering mentally, making it appear somewhat dynamic, like a whirlpool on the sea, earning it the name "Emperor Whirlpool Snail", known for its supportive role rather than predation.

The other was a gigantic crab as tall as a person, its abdomen and tail encased in a massive blue seashell, its two enormous claws waving like a mighty general, aptly named "General Crab". Should it find a suitably sized, Legendary Level skull of a Dragon Race Magical Beast, it could replace its shell and evolve into a "Dragon Bone General Crab" of the Purple rank.

He himself also moved closer, directly facing Lin Guang, who was standing in front of Vishdair and Lisa.

Instantly, a tension filled the air.

"Putting aside the Beast King's pressure, the concentration of demonic qi here is quite high, coupled with the fact that this dragon was a Water Attribute in life, hence Water Attribute Ether is far more abundant here than other Attributes. How much performance can you achieve?"

"We, on the other hand, have inheritances covering all aspects, so the influence of demonic qi isn't significant, and this unending rain can even enhance our strength."

Wang Feng stared at Lin Guang, speaking slowly in an attempt to exert maximum mental pressure before battle.

After all, psychological warfare is undoubtedly a part of combat!

"This isn't specifically targeting you, blame it on your unlucky selection of this location."

"What about it, still want to choose to start the battle?"

Under his gaze, Lin Guang actually took a moment to ponder.

In the next second, though, what he said stunned and angered all the Noble Spirit Masters present...

"Unlike Huai Shouren, we bear no grudges against each other, so I might as well speak frankly."

"Are you really sure you want to face me alone?"

Wang Feng was taken aback.

Lin Guang slightly opened his arms, two clusters of orange-red flames igniting in his palms covered by the Red Lotus Gloves, raindrops sizzling upon contact, and calmly uttered what sounded extremely arrogant to others.

"If you want to beat me, your only chance is for both of you to come at me together."

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