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Chapter 665: Founding Ancestor
"Senior Long, long time no see!"

Ning Daoran clasped his fists and smiled, extremely respectful.

"Why say more?"

The old dragon head raised his sword and said with a cold look: "I will never show mercy!"

"Okay, please teach me!"

The magic power surged, and within the ninety-eight floors, there was a flash of swords and sabers.

……

Outside the Shenhuo Tower.

In the void, two figures stood, one was Long Xianer and the other was Zhang Qinghe.

"He started challenging the 98th floor so quickly..."

Long Xian'er bit her red lips and said, "Ever since Grandpa threatened to venture into the martial arts world alone, there has been no news from him. The only one left in the Divine Fire Sect to accompany me is this soul clone on the ninety-eighth floor..."

"Xian'er, don't be sad. Your husband will always be by your side."

Zhang Qinghe's eyes were gentle as he said, "The old sect master is the revival master of the Divine Fire Sect. He has already mastered the Divine Fire Art to perfection. Even if Ning Daoran is very powerful, he is definitely no match for the old sect master."

"I'm not worried about that..."

Long Xian'er smiled and said, "A sect like the Divine Fire Sect needs each generation to be better than the previous one, so that the incense can be passed on continuously. In fact, I hope that Ning Keqing can defeat the ninety-eighth level. After all, our Divine Fire Sect has not seen such a genius for many years."

"Although I also think so, it is absolutely impossible."

Zhang Qinghe said calmly: "A mere casual cultivator, and still in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, no matter how profound his foundation is, he is definitely no match for the God Mars Lord who terrorized the Star Sea Divine Realm back then."

"Ah."

Long Xianer smiled and nodded.

The two stood side by side, looking in the direction of the 98th floor of the Divine Fire Tower, but neither of them noticed that on a distant mountain, a figure wrapped in chaotic clouds slowly appeared.

The man was wearing a tattered cloth shirt, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist. He folded his arms and looked lazily at the Shenhuo Tower. He was none other than the God Mars Lord.

"Humph, this kid..."

The corner of the old dragon head's mouth twitched.

He was not as optimistic as Zhang Qinghe and Long Xianer. After all, he had actually fought with Ning Daoran in the back mountain. Could he really defeat Ning Daoran with his cultivation suppressed to the Nascent Soul stage?

I'm afraid it will be difficult.

However, he didn't care about the success or failure of this matter. He came here just to watch the excitement and witness this rare moment in the Shenhuo Tower.

……

Less than half an hour later.

"Shh-"

The lights on the ninety-eighth floor of the Shenhuo Tower suddenly went out.

"how?"

Long Jiuyu stretched his neck to look: "He...he was defeated by the God Mars Lord, is that right or not?"

"Humph!"

Zhang Puyu said: "Ning Daoran is a man who loves to show off and glory. He is only in the early stage of Yuanying and he challenged the 98th floor of the Divine Fire Tower. He is taking advantage of the fact that there is no one in the Divine Fire Sect. It is only natural that he should be defeated. He really deserves it!"

"That's right!"

Another true disciple sneered, "The one guarding the ninety-eighth floor is Senior Huo Xingjun, the master of the revival of our Divine Fire Sect. Ning Daoran, at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, challenged Shen Huo Xingjun. He really doesn't know his place, and he deserves to be defeated!"

Zhang Naiqian, who was surrounded by the crowd, had a complicated expression.

He hoped very much that Ning Daoran would really be defeated by the spirit of the weapon left in the Shenhuo Tower by Shenhuo Huojun, but he was also looking in the direction of the 99th floor with great worry. Would the lights there be lit?
"Great Elder."

An inner sect disciple laughed and said, "After being defeated by the old sect master on the ninety-eighth floor, Guest Ning has not come out for such a long time. Is it because he can't bear such a blow? Great Elder, why don't you go and check on him? Don't let Guest Ning jump off the building because he is too depressed."

The disciples nearby burst into laughter.

"..."

Outside the railing on the third floor, the great elder was hanging in the air, looking at the disciple with an inexplicable expression: "Your name is Zhang Huaimin, right? Regardless of winning or losing, Ning Daoran is already the best disciple of this generation. Why do you have to ridicule him and act like a mean person?"

"I……"

The inner sect disciple's face flushed red, as he had not expected the Great Elder to reprimand him so harshly. However, it was not a good time to argue and he could only accept it.

"Great Elder."

In the wind, Zhang Naiqian crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Ning Daoran has failed in the challenge, right?"

"..."

The Great Elder did not respond, but just glanced at the other party indifferently.

But at this moment, the lights on the ninety-ninth floor suddenly lit up.

"Shh!"

Everyone was stunned, and all of them turned their eyes to the ninety-ninth floor. "How...how is it possible? He actually defeated the God Mars Lord?"

"My God... Who on earth is this Ning Keqing? He can even defeat the old sect leader. What kind of background does he have?"

Not only the disciples, but even Long Xian'er was so shocked that she was speechless. She opened her mouth slightly and did not say anything for a long time.

Zhang Qinghe on the side had an even colder look in his eyes. He was extremely annoyed at this moment as to why he had not killed Ning Daoran in the battle at Xuzi Valley. Thinking about it now, it was really hateful!
"The ninety-ninth floor is the ancestor who founded the Divine Fire Sect."

Zhang Qinghe said: "The ancestor cultivated the Divine Fire Art to the point of returning to the original state, and he also held the treasure of transformation. He is definitely not someone Ning Daoran can deal with. This ninety-ninth level... the outcome is already determined."

"Ah."

Long Xian'er nodded slowly.

Although she was very optimistic about and relied on Ning Daoran, the guest official, Zhang Qinghe was right. The founding ancestor of the Divine Fire Sect was a top-notch god who held a treasure of transformation and mastered three unparalleled skills of returning to nature. He also had a first-grade spiritual root and had been a peerless prodigy since childhood. How could such a person be matched by a wild person like Ning Daoran?

……

Shenhuo Tower, ninety-nine floors.

Ning Daoran walked slowly. In front of him, at the center of the ninety-ninth floor, covered with skylight, a bald monk was sitting on the ground, bathed in divine flames all around him. In fact, the flame seemed familiar. It was the same as the True Yang Immortal Fire that Ning Daoran had cultivated.

Therefore, this person's Divine Fire Art has been cultivated to the point of returning to its original state!
Ning Daoran has great respect for this peerless genius.

After all, the reason why he could easily practice the Divine Fire Art to return to his original state was that he took advantage of the refined time system. If he practiced normally, he would never be able to return to his original state in this lifetime.

Therefore, the way Ning Daoran looked at this peerless genius was just like the way a poor student in the senior high school class looked at the top students from Tsinghua University and Peking University. He would only think that the other person was too awesome, and was simply not a human being, but a beast.

"Boy, you are very good."

The bald old ancestor opened his eyes, and the breeze blew past him. The few hairs left on his head fluttered in the wind. He said, "The last cultivator who reached the ninety-ninth floor was the God Mars Lord."

"Oh……"

Ning Daoran fell into deep thought: "So... before the God Mars Lord separated a wisp of his soul and transformed into the ninety-eighth floor guarding spirit, who was guarding these ninety-eight floors?"

"You have a lot to say, and I am too lazy to answer."

The bald old man said calmly, "Are you ready? If you are, let's start the fight. The sooner we finish, the sooner we'll call it a day. What do you think?"

"What the senior said is absolutely true!"

Ning Daoran nodded respectfully.

"Do it!"

The bald old ancestor took the initiative to take action. As he moved, he held a jade bowl above his head. Round grains of rice in the jade bowl kept jumping, and instantly turned into a torrential rain!
"What the hell?!"

Ning Daoran was startled and hurriedly summoned his Primordial Chaos Infant. At the same time, swishing Chaos Immortal Vines gathered from all directions and formed a solid wall in front of him.

The next moment, the rice grains in the air fell from the sky with an extremely strong evil spirit, and landed on the Chaos Immortal Vine with a crackling sound. Although the Chaos Immortal Vine was tough, it was quickly beaten into a sieve!

No, the opponent’s transformation treasure is too powerful!
This is the spirit space of the Divine Fire Tower. Ning Daoran and the spirit are both affected by the rules of the Heavenly Dao in the Divine Fire Tower. Ning Daoran's strength has been slightly suppressed. Although the bald ancestor's strength is suppressed to the late Nascent Soul stage, the power of the shapeshifting treasure in his hand has not been greatly reduced. In this way, the one who suffers is naturally Ning Daoran, who is only in the early Nascent Soul stage.

"go with!"

Ning Daoran retreated quickly, and suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the sky. The Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror appeared in the crack of the void, and a ray of golden mirror light condensed and enveloped the bald ancestor!

"Top-grade spiritual treasure?"

The bald old man frowned, a sneer in his eyes.

"come out!"

Ning Daoran also knew that the Nine Dragon Treasure Mirror would not be able to suppress the opponent, so he quickly slapped his storage bag, and suddenly countless formation flags and formation plates flew out. Then, one formation after another that had been suppressed in a corner of the ninety-ninth floor rose up. They were a Taixu Guiyi Formation, a Falling Star Formation, and a Shuiyun Jinzhu Sword Formation!
"Array?!"

The bald old man looked extremely vicious and said with a smile: "You little bastard, do you think you can defeat me with these fancy things?"

“Give it a try!”

Ning Daoran smiled slightly, and the moment the formation was set up, twenty-four golden swords flew into the air "swish swish" and cooperated with the Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation to launch a fierce attack towards the opponent!
The opponent's jade bowl is a treasure that can transform into a human form. The treasure is rich in essence and has a very strong suppressing power on spiritual treasures. Therefore, Ning Daoran can only use more of his background to compete with the opponent!
"Mizuto!"

After everything was ready, Ning Daoran stretched out his arms, and suddenly countless water essences surged around him. Then wisps of water vines broke through the air and attacked the bald ancestor from all directions.

At the same time, the Autumn Water Sword, the Vulcan Sword, the Blood-Drinking Sword and others also rose into the air one by one and attacked with all their might!

For a moment, many treasures collided violently in the air.

The rice grains in the jade bowl were jumping, and each grain seemed to have its own spirituality. They entangled with Ning Daoran's many magic weapons, and they were not at a disadvantage at all!

In this way, after the two exchanged dozens of moves, there was still no winner!

……

"You little brat, you really have some skills!"

The bald old man raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly seemed to turn into a villain. A ray of light flashed between his eyebrows, and then the space in front seemed to be separated, and a light purple void space appeared.

It was actually a spiritual attack from the Spiritual Transformation Stage!
Ning Daoran was horrified, he didn't expect that the bald ancestor who was suppressed by the rules of the weapon spirit in the late Nascent Soul stage could still launch a divine attack!
"Shh-"

A flash of light flashed by.

The next moment, Ning Daoran’s mind was blank.

As a person in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he was indeed unable to deal with the attack of divine consciousness launched by the God Transformation Stage.

(End of this chapter)