Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

During this time, many female disciples were attracted by Xiao Bai Ling and ran over to touch her.

Bai Ling was surrounded by a group of female disciples, her ears twitching.

The little guy was already used to this kind of scene and gracefully perched on Lin Bei's shoulder.

He would occasionally wink at the female disciples, eliciting screams from them.

"What an adorable little fox!"

"Can I touch it?"

"Let me hug you!"

"Wow, it's so well-behaved!"

Lin Bei rolled his eyes as he watched Bai Ling rolling around in the arms of the group of female disciples.

This fox is looking more and more like Bai Chen. Luckily, she's a girl!

Bai Chen nestled in Shi Shaojian's arms, watching Bai Ling surrounded by a group of female disciples, and cried out anxiously.

Shi Shaojian held it down: "You better behave yourself and don't embarrass yourself."

"Even your old man is still single!"

Bai Chen let out a pitiful howl and buried his head in Shi Shaojian's arms.

That afternoon, Shi Jian and other sect leaders and elders held a meeting in the main hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

The next day, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei presided over the sacrificial ceremony.

Hundreds of disciples from various sects stood in the square in front of the main hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

In front of the main hall is a portrait of the Three Pure Ones, and on the offering table in front of the portrait are incense burners, offerings of fruit and ritual implements.

The old Celestial Master, dressed in a brand-new golden Taoist robe and holding a whisk, stood in front of the offering table.

"Today, the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, entrusted by various sects, is holding the Luotian Grand Ritual." The old Celestial Master's voice resounded throughout the entire square.

"May the Three Pure Ones protect us, may the spiritual energy of heaven and earth bless us, and may disciples of all sects make friends through martial arts and prove their hearts through the Tao."

He raised his whisk and waved it towards the sky.

A golden beam of light shot out from the whisk, exploded in the sky above the square, and turned into a shower of light that fell from the sky.

The light rain fell on everyone, carrying a gentle and refreshing spiritual charm that instantly soothed their minds.

Disciples from all factions bowed in respect at the same time.

Lin Bei stood in the crowd, looking at the old Taoist master on the stage.

Zhang Zhiwei's aura was deep and restrained, even more profound than Shi Jian's, carrying a sense of composure and calmness that came with the passage of time.

The ceremony lasted for seven days.

Disciples from different sects took turns offering incense, chanting scriptures, and worshipping the Three Pure Ones.

Lin Bei also joined the Maoshan team in the sacrificial ceremony, chanting scriptures and kowtowing in the hall from morning till night every day.

On the morning of the eighth day, the old master reappeared in the square and announced some exciting news that thrilled everyone.

"The competition of the Luo Tian Grand Ritual officially begins today."

"The top three winners of this grand ceremony will receive substantial rewards."

He flicked his sleeve, and several beams of light shot out from his sleeve, landing on the stone platform in the center of the square.

The phantom images of several items appeared on the stone platform.

"First place: one mid-grade spiritual artifact, the complete Golden Light Divine Mantra, and one first-grade elixir, the Purple Essence Pill."

"Second place: one low-grade spiritual artifact, the Taiyi Golden Light Mantra, and one second-grade pill."

"Third place: one low-grade magic artifact, one Heavenly Gang Protective Spell, and one third-grade elixir."

"Third to tenth place will each receive elixirs and spells as rewards."

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Golden Light Divine Mantra!

That's one of the eight great divine spells, and it's also the most powerful protective spell in Taoism.

It is as famous as the Cleansing Mantra of Maoshan and the Cleansing Mantra of Shenxiao Sect.

However, it was used as a competition reward, which is unprecedented in the history of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

Disciples from all sects knew the value of this incantation, especially those sects that did not inherit the Eight Great Divine Incantations, who were extremely envious.

Not to mention the mid-grade spiritual artifacts and the Purple Essence Pill.

"The opponents will be determined by drawing lots, and the two sides will fight in the ring until they reach a point of no return."

With a wave of his hand, the old celestial master caused a huge stone tablet to rise from the ground.

"This monument will randomly select opponents, and those selected will go up on stage to compete."

"Now, the competition begins."

The runes on the stone tablet suddenly lit up, and two beams of light shot out from the surface of the tablet and landed on the arena on both sides of the square.

"The first match is between Li Zhengyang, a disciple of the Laoshan School, and Wang Xuantong, a disciple of the Wudang School."

Li Zhengyang stepped out from the Laoshan Sect's group, holding a three-foot-long sword in his hand.

Wang Xuantong of Wudang carried a broadsword on his back and had a calm expression.

Both of them were at the late-stage of the Mage realm...

They leaped onto the ring and stood facing each other.

"Li Zhengyang of the Laoshan School, please enlighten me."

"Wang Xuantong of the Wudang Sect, please enlighten me."

Wang Xuantong made the first move, drawing upon the Dao energy of heaven and earth in the void, and condensing a long and gentle Tai Chi force in his palm, which went straight towards Li Zhengyang's arms.

"Tai Chi guides the energy, neutralizing all forces!"

A pale golden Tai Chi-like magical power spread out in the air, enveloping the entire area in front.

Li Zhengyang's gaze sharpened, and he moved nimbly, simultaneously condensing his sword and forming a hand seal, pouring all his magical power into the sword to directly confront the opponent.

"The Laoshan Qingfeng Technique: Slaying Evil and Dispelling Illusion!"

A condensed cyan sword aura shot out and collided violently with the Tai Chi energy in the center of the arena.

The fierce sword strikes repeatedly impacted the soft energy domain, but were dissipated and deflected layer by layer by the Tai Chi power, with most of their power dissipating.

The remaining magical energy struck the protective barrier, scattering points of spiritual light.

The disciples from various factions watching the battle below the stage began to discuss this move.

"The Wudang Tai Chi technique is indeed skillful. It doesn't rush the offensive but focuses on neutralizing the force, making it the best counter to the Sword Sect."

"Laoshan sword energy is fierce, but unfortunately it is at a disadvantage in the first move against Tai Chi softness."

"Yeah yeah!"

On the arena, Li Zhengyang frowned slightly, his expression solemn.

They immediately changed their tactics, abandoning their single-point attacks.

He raised his hand, channeling his magical power to unleash a wide-ranging magical attack.

"Laoshan Flowing Clouds Sword Technique, A Thousand Threads Chasing Shadows!"

Dozens of fine, cyan sword energies spread out across the sky, covering all directions around Wang Xuantong.

"Well done!"

Wang Xuantong shouted loudly, his body as steady as a rock, a thick, earth-yellow magic shield rising around him, his hands rotating in a yin-yang motion.

"Tai Chi guards the essence, solidifies the body, and dispels techniques!"

The Tai Chi soft energy circulates and flows on the surface of the magic shield, constantly receiving and dissolving the countless sword energies. All the fierce magic attacks become ineffective and cannot break through the defense.

Li Zhengyang's attack was blocked, his expression darkened slightly, and he once again gathered his magical power.

"The Soaring Sword Technique of Laoshan, piercing through the heavens!"

A thick, heavy cyan magic sword took shape in mid-air, carrying a powerful penetrating force, and pressed straight forward.

Wang Xuantong slightly raised his eyes and finally looked directly at her.

With a rapid rotation of his palms, the Tai Chi power around his body instantly increased and thickened, forming a closed loop of Yin and Yang forces.

"Tai Chi's duality, softness restrains hardness!"

The circular, soft force instantly enveloped the Lingxiao Giant Sword, continuously buffering and dismantling its momentum.

The domineering power of Laoshan magic was continuously dissolved, and in an instant, the heavy attack completely dissipated.

The two then engaged in a prolonged magical tug-of-war.

Li Zhengyang continued his offensive relentlessly, alternating between the three sword techniques: Flowing Cloud, Clear Edge, and Soaring Cloud.

The continuous barrage of spells, both near and far, relentlessly pressed the front line.

"Ha, it's useless. Your sword techniques can't break through my defense at all!"

Wang Xuantong held his ground firmly, using the Tai Chi method in a continuous cycle. Each round of deflection, blocking, and buffering was performed smoothly and effectively, allowing him to steadily withstand all attacks.

After dozens of rounds, the continuous high-intensity spellcasting caused Li Zhengyang's mana to be greatly depleted, and the blue light around his body gradually dimmed, causing his attack power and offensive rhythm to decline.

In contrast, Wang Xuantong's Tai Chi skills became smoother and smoother as he practiced, and his protective shield became increasingly thick.

Gradually taking control of the situation, he propelled the Tai Chi Domain forward steadily.

The invisible force continuously compressed the arena space, forcing Li Zhengyang to retreat step by step.

Ultimately forced to the edge of the arena, his casting space was limited, and his series of attacks could not be launched.

"It looks like a turtle shell, it's disgusting!"

"But...winning...isn't that easy!"

Li Zhengyang was unwilling to give up, so he unleashed all his power from his dantian, causing all his magical energy to surge forth instantly, triggering the orthodox thunder magic of Laoshan.

"The Thunderclap Sword Technique of Laoshan: Lightning strikes the formation, thunderous magic suppresses the mysteries!"

Pale purple lightning magic instantly enveloped the sword, and domineering lightning energy swept across the entire arena.

The moment Lei Fa unleashed his power, the entire situation was instantly reversed, and Li Zhengyang, who had been suppressed, suddenly gained absolute offensive control.

The giant thunder sword roared out, its violent spiritual power shaking the entire arena, and it struck directly at Wang Xuantong's protective magic shield.