Peerless Battle Spirit
chapter-1339

"Cultivator Qingshan, forget about me. You go first."

Gong Yang yelled when he saw the scene before him.

He was grateful that Tang Qingshan was willing to help him, yet he did not want to drag Tang Qingshan into the mess.

"Go? I've drawn out my saber. It's either he dies, or I do."

Tang Qingshan was steadily knocked backward. His eyes were sharp and his black saber was emitting a brilliant glow that dyed the surroundings red.

He was just being himself, who would stay firm with his decision once it was made.

On this day, it did not matter how many Martial Monarchs and authorities were here, he would protect Gong Yang until the last swing of his saber.

"How ridiculous, the Young Masters of the God Beast Forbidden Ground and the Dead Spirit Tribe, and the successors of the Godly Exterminator Forbidden Ground and Nine Words Ancient Sea are teaming up to pick on two people.

"Aren't you afraid that the whole world is going to laugh at you when this is made public?"

Suddenly, a disdainful voice came from the sky.

Following it, the sound of countless titans stomping the ground could be heard, as many figures arrived at the place.

Among them, both the Martial Monarchs and the Martial Progenitors were fully equipped with armor, with a rumbling battle intent, which was transforming the place into an ancient battlefield.

Without strong cultivation, just a single glance would cause one's blood to boil and be obsessed with going into war.

"The people of the Battle Tribe are here?"

The crowd of cultivators immediately turned their heads in the direction of the sound.

Apart from a slight astonishment, their reaction was not too out of the place, since many of the factions had already arrived.

"Mm?"

Qin Nan who was about to make his move was startled.

The Monarch Heart in his body suddenly became restless out of nowhere when the people of the Battle Tribe arrived.

Could it be that the battle intent that the people of the Battle Tribe were emitting was able to trigger the Divine Battle intent in his body?

"Xiao Yunjue, Wan Fenghun, and everyone else, why don't you give me some face and call it off? Otherwise, I don't mind interfering in it."

Among the people of the Battle Tribe, a short-haired young man in red armor with eyes like lightning stepped forward and uttered thunderously.

The young man Zhan Bawang was the Young Master of the Battle Tribe, ranked sixth on the Genius Martial Monarchs Ranking, whose title in the Abstruse God Space was the World's Imperious Ruler.

"Zhan Bawang is going to help Tang Qingshan?"

The cultivators were startled.

They were never aware of a relationship between Zhan Bawang and Tang Qingshan.

"HAHA, Zhan Bawang, are you seriously trying to threaten me? I'm the one that killed the second-ranked genius of your Battle Tribe. The others might be afraid of you, but I'm not."

Meng Langxie who was attacking continuously burst out laughing.

He was not willing to miss out on such a great opportunity.

"Zhan Bawang, do whatever you wish. I would like to see how strong you are now."

Xiao Yunjue stuck out his black tongue and licked his lips.

As the son of the God Beast and the Young Master of the God Beast Forbidden Ground, he had never been bothered by Zhan Bawang's threats.

"Give you face? Why would I do that to the Battle Tribe?"

Wan Fenghun spoke in a sinister tone.

He had never been fond of the Battle Tribe.

"Wan Fenghun, what did you say?"

Two old men with their eyes closed among the people of the Battle Tribe suddenly opened their eyes with terrifying monarch auras, causing the space nearby to tremble.

The two old men were the peak Martial Monarchs of the Battle Tribe.

"Hey, you two old men, what are you trying to do?"

In the middle of the stormy clouds in the sky, a middle-aged man wearing a robe with peach blossoms on it moved forward despite not moving his feet.

"Don't blame us when your Battle Tribe is breaking the rules."

The Dragon Emperor stepped forward calmly. His figure was wrapped in a purple glow.

In addition to that, the terrifying presences among the Undead Tribe, the Ocean Tribe, and around the area wore watchful expressions.

There existed a rule between the factions that the authorities were not allowed to involve themselves in the fight between the younger generation. If someone were to break the rule, they would show no mercy.

"This..."

The rogue cultivators were astounded when they detected the formidable auras in the sky.

Don't tell me the great factions are about to fight a war before the Dao Origin Heavenly Mountain was even accessible?

"Elders, it's fine. I can handle this bunch of clowns myself."

Zhan Bawang said with an icy gaze, as his battle intent rose rapidly.

He was trying to stop the fight, as he did not want a big mess to break out before the Dao Origin Heavenly Mountain was accessible. After all, the South-Heaven Sacred Ground, the Martial Principle Sect, and the Jade-Lake Sacred Ground had yet to arrive.

Since they did not want to listen to him, he could not be blamed for what happened.

"Wait."

At the last moment, a pleasant voice came from the distance.

"Mm?"

Zhan Bawang halted in his tracks.

Jiang Kongzhou, Li Qimo, and the rest of the crowd turned into the direction of the voice too.

BANG.

An ancient red glow burst out from the rift over a thousand li away and arrived in front of the crowd.

Followed this, a glamorous woman with glistening eyes in a golden silk dress, whose hair was tied up, revealing her snowy white neck, stepped out from the rift and approached the crowd.

Even though her aura was only at the peak Martial Progenitor Realm, her presence was no weaker than the authorities and Martial Monarchs at the scene—but instead stronger—like that of a peerless empress.

"Wan Fenghun, the Battle Tribe isn't enough to stop you.

"So...

"How about me?"