He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

"What?!"

Feng Zhenghao gasped in disbelief.

"This is actually... Bald-tailed Old Li?!"

Old Master, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?

According to you, this is a genuine deity; how could such a being be captured and summoned by spirit summoners?

Although the Spirit Control Technique is one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills and can command spirits and immortals, it is only applicable to ordinary spirits and wild immortals.

The true God of Fortune and Virtue is blessed by the Qi of Heaven and Earth and worshipped by all people. How could ordinary people possibly control him?

As the orthodox master of spirit summoning, Feng Zhenghao can confirm that simple spirit summoning cannot possibly accomplish such a feat.

Let alone Wang Ai, even his grandfather Feng Tianyang couldn't do such a thing!

The old master shook his head and slowly explained.

"I've only heard some gossip, and I don't really know the reasons behind it."

Unless one manages to kill the true form of Old Li with the bald tail, it's impossible for him to be captured.

"But the one Wang Ai has, although also called Bald-Tailed Old Li, is, to be precise, only a part of the other party, not even a tenth."

"It is said that the Wang family used a secret divine painting technique, along with some shady methods, using incense and faith as a guide and divine painting scrolls as a medium, to forcibly peel a wisp of divinity from the statue of Bald-tailed Old Li and condense it into this spiritual body."

Although the old Celestial Master's tone revealed no emotion, as a Celestial Master of the Zhengyi sect, he could not say he appreciated the Wang family's actions.

"Rather than saying they were forcibly brought here, it's more accurate to say the Wang family stole them!"

Feng Zhenghao was dumbfounded.

The God of Thieves?

The Wang family actually dared to do such a thing?!

Holy crap, if I'd known it could be done this way, then my Feng family...

Feng Zhenghao had originally intended to follow suit, but after figuring out the key points, he immediately abandoned the idea.

Stealing the power of faith from the God of Fortune for his own private use—if the real body of Bald-tailed Old Li finds out, the Wang family will probably be wiped out!

"but--"

The old master changed the subject, his gaze returning to the arena, his tone tinged with worry.

Even if it's just a wisp of divinity, less than one-tenth of the power, the difference between orthodox gods and ordinary mountain immortals is still significant!

Ordinary attacks probably wouldn't even be able to harm this spirit!

The old master paused, then looked at Qin Yun with some concern.

"I wonder... if Fellow Daoist Qin can withstand it."

……

In the arena, a black dragon coiled, its might overwhelming.

Wang Ai stood beneath the black dragon, his Qi connecting with it, causing his aura to surge, and a hint of crazy triumph flashed in his eyes.

"Qin Yun!"

Wang Ai pointed at Qin Yun, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"You wanted to kill me, didn't you? This is the Wang family's trump card!"

Old Li with the bald tail is a legitimate deity!

Yes, I admit you're very strong, but even if you're incredibly strong, can you defeat a god?!

"Today, I'm going to make you die here!"

With a single gesture, Wang Ai summoned the black dragon coiled in the sky, which then let out a deafening roar.

It then transformed into a black streak of light, descending from the sky and landing directly on Wang Ai!

Amidst the incredulous expressions of the crowd, Wang Ai's body actually began to transform into a dragon!

Black scales grew wildly from beneath his skin, covering his arms, chest, and back.

Each scale gleamed with a cold, eerie light, as hard as iron.

Wang Ai's fingers stretched out, and her nails became sharp and pointed, transforming into ferocious dragon claws.

Above its head, two jet-black dragon horns burst forth from its skin, sharp and menacing!

When Wang Ai opened his eyes again, his previously cloudy old eyes had turned into cold and ruthless vertical pupils.

His pure black pupils contracted into a thin slit, exuding an inhuman coldness.

His whole being transformed into something resembling a dragon!

Such a level of beast-like transformation would mean that if one were to summon a deity in an ordinary way, their body would likely have been completely taken over by the deity's spirit long ago.

Even if one's consciousness dissipates and they are not completely reduced to a puppet, their brain will be damaged upon waking.

However, because he had cultivated the art of binding spirits and commanding generals, even though he had transformed into a beast, Wang Ai's consciousness was not significantly eroded.

He remained conscious and perfectly controlled this terrifying power from the gods.

"Qin Yun—!"

After transforming into a dragon, Wang Ai's voice became low and hoarse, carrying a dragon's roar that resonated so strongly that the air trembled slightly.

His legs bent slightly, and the bluestone ground beneath his feet instantly cracked.

next moment--

boom!!

Like a cannonball being launched, Wang Ai's figure vanished from the spot in an instant, and with terrifying power, she threw a punch directly at Qin Yun!

The dragon claw clenched its fist, the wind howled, the air was torn apart, and a piercing sonic boom was produced.

This punch, imbued with the divine power of Bald-tailed Old Li, was enough to raze a fortress to the ground!

This is a test of Old Li's true worth.

Qin Yun stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding, and threw out a punch as well!

BOOM—!!

The two fists collided, unleashing a deafening roar!

The shockwave spread wildly in all directions from the two people in the center, causing the entire arena to tremble violently, the bluestone ground to shatter inch by inch, with fragments flying everywhere and dust billowing.

As for the result—

Qin Yun took seven steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

It wasn't until the seventh step that he finally managed to steady himself.

Wang Ai, who had come with great momentum, only took three steps back.

It seemed that Wang Ai had the upper hand.

But only family members know their own situation.

Wang Ai knew in his heart that he was now empowered by the Dragon God and his combat power was at its full potential.

By incorporating the divine power of Bald-tailed Old Li, he was able to barely suppress Qin Yun in terms of pure life cultivation.

Even so, it was only a difference of three steps back compared to seven steps, and it did not create an overwhelming advantage.

This is not a good thing!

You have to understand, he has already used all his trump cards, while Qin Yun... doesn't seem to have used his full strength yet.

……

"That's interesting!"

Qin Yun shook his fractured arm, and before the pain could subside, his double-handed technique had already repaired the injury as crimson innate qi ignited.

Having watched the competition for so long at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, Qin Yun was indeed itching to join in.

Unfortunately, the younger generation of extraordinary individuals just didn't interest me. Whether it was Zhuge Qing or Wang Ye, they were both a bit lacking in experience.

Fortunately, Wang Ai after his dragon transformation is quite interesting!

He's qualified. Let him fight a serious match. At the same time, we can take this opportunity to curb the arrogance of the powerful families and let them distinguish between the big and small kings!

The Wang family, one of the four extraordinary families, has been crippled. How can the other families dare to act recklessly?

Therefore, in this competition, I not only have to win, but I also have to crush Wang Ai!

Qin Yun raised his hand, took off his executive jacket, and tossed it aside.

The jacket traced an arc in the air and landed precisely in Lu Jin's hands.

Lu Jin took the jacket and carefully held it in her arms.

Then, the Qilin bloodline suddenly began to circulate!

Sizzle—!

Mysterious Qilin tattoos, resembling burning winds and treading fire, began to emerge from beneath Qin Yun's skin, spreading and moving across his chest as if they were alive.

Under the scorching heat of the Qilin bloodline, Qin Yun's snow-white shirt was also ignited, turning into ashes and scattering, revealing his muscular physique underneath.

His muscles were smooth and explosive, every inch of them contained terrifying power, and his skin had a faint jade-like luster.

Not only that--

As Qin Yun activated his Qilin bloodline, his hair began to grow wildly, turning from black to snow-white, reaching down to his waist, moving freely even without wind, exuding an ethereal beauty.

Qin Yun's body also began to fade, and his skin became crystal clear, as if carved from jade.

The Reverse Life Mystic Heaven is activated simultaneously!

The domineering and scorching Qilin bloodline and the ever-renewing power of the Reverse Life Profound Heaven, two completely different forces, perfectly merged within Qin Yun's body, nourishing and amplifying each other.

An aura far more terrifying than before erupted from Qin Yun's body!