Chapter Forty-Four: Onlookers
In front of a huge mirror, more than a dozen shape-shifters with marks on their foreheads were seated in a circle. These people were mostly the leaders of each region, but at this moment, they all focused their attention on Yang Yi from the tenth region.
At this moment, a surge of murderous intent filled the air. One of the transformed masters smiled slightly and said: "That's Bai Jia's Bai Zhan Tian, tsk, his family's binding technique was taken away by Yang Yi, no wonder he's so angry. This binding technique even makes us envious."
They are all high-ranking masters of transformation, existences that have awakened the true source of blood within their veins. They are terrifying beyond compare, and nothing can be hidden from them.
One of the middle-aged men with a faint red mark between his eyebrows snorted coldly: "Bai Zhan Tian? He's just an ordinary elder with nine layers of condensed blood, nothing special. He actually dares to have murderous intentions towards a disciple of my Alchemy Palace, truly ignorant of his own mortality."
This middle-aged man is the transformation master in charge of the tenth region. In fact, these transformation masters are secretly competing with each other when hosting each region to see who has the most and strongest genius disciples in their region. Yang Yi now appears to be the genius disciple in the tenth region, which is no longer in doubt. Bai Zhan Tian emitted a strong killing intent towards Yang Yi, this opportunity was just slapping him in the face, how could he tolerate it?
"Whoosh"
All he saw was a dot on the man's brow, and suddenly a small bird with fiery red feathers flew out of his brow. As soon as this little bird came out, the temperature in the entire air rose instantly.
"Whoosh"
This fiery red little bird is the true origin of the man's bloodline, and it can already transform and manifest, possessing an extremely terrifying power.
The little bird flew instantly to the front of Bai Zhan Tian, and a low voice came from the beak: "Bai Zhan Tian, remember, Yang Yi will soon become my disciple in Huo Long Palace. No one is allowed to harm him, otherwise, they will suffer endless punishment from Huo Long Palace. Do you understand?"
Bai Zhan Tian saw the firebird and hastily lowered his head, saying: "Please rest assured, sir, Bai Zhan Tian does not dare!"
"Hmph, good thing you don't dare!" The Firebird's shadow flashed and returned to the middle-aged man's brow.
Bai Zhan's forehead suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, his eyes constantly flickering, and he didn't know what kind of thoughts he was thinking.
The Ba Lie Feng beside him looked at the Huo Niao with reverence and whispered, "Ancestor, was that just now the true origin of the bloodline of the adults?"
Bai Zhan's face was gloomy as he nodded and said, "Not bad, just now it was the Lord Wan Tian in charge of the tenth region who warned me through the Bloodline True Origin."
Bai Lie's face turned pale, and even the master of transformation had intervened in this matter. His ancestor, Bai Jia Lao Zu, was a powerful expert who had condensed his blood nine times, but he was still far inferior to a master of transformation. Although they were only one step apart, their status and strength were vastly different, and it was impossible to compare them.
"Hmph, it's all because of you that this happened. From now on, be more restrained. This time I'll let you off, scram!" Baizhan Tian coldly shouted.
Bai Lie's face turned pale, and he immediately bowed his head and slowly backed away.
"You young one, consider yourself lucky! Hmph, but the green hills will remain unchanged and the clear waters will continue to flow. You'll be staying in Huálóng Palace from now on, heh heh, we'll see about that!"
In the heart of Bai Zhan Tian, another conspiracy was brewing.
In front of that huge mirror, Wan Tian's face suddenly turned strange, his eyebrows furrowed, and his face gradually darkened.
Next to a transformation expert saw after, faintly asked: "Wan Tian Shixiong? What happened, your tenth region now has two geniuses, huh? Not satisfied yet?"
Many powerful transformers are still quite envious of Wan Tian being in charge of the tenth region.
Wan Tian coldly shouted: "You two fools, take a look for yourselves!"
Wan Tian stretched out his hand towards the huge mirror, and the huge mirror rippled like water waves, gradually revealing a picture of Yang Yi and Bai Yi facing off against each other.
These masters of disguise have such keen eyesight, they saw through the trick at once.
"Huh? These two people have actually met, haha, Bai Yi is a genius, but also a crazy genius, and Yang Yi is not bad either. With these two meeting, they will probably fight to the death. Tsk tsk, it's rare for Master Wan's responsible area to have two talented disciples, but now it seems that only one can remain."
Wan Tian coldly said: "These two fools, don't they know that in this Huálóng Grand Prix, at the beginning, as long as you are among the top 100, what's the point of having a higher ranking?"
Next to him, a slightly dark-skinned transformation expert's eyes flickered as he shook his head and said: "Wan Shi Di, look at that Bai Yi. His body's vital energy is strong, and it has already begun to condense. He's only one step away from condensing the eighth drop of vital energy. Bai Yi has always been killing people to extract their vital energy for cultivation. Tsk tsk, eight drops of vital energy! This is a level that only the most exceptional geniuses can reach. If he kills Yang Yi and obtains his vital energy, then refines it, there's a high chance he'll be able to condense the eighth drop of vital energy. The top ten in this tournament will be secure, and he might even be able to challenge the top three."
As soon as the dark-skinned man spoke, everyone else also saw clearly that Bai Yi was indeed about to make a breakthrough. Everyone knew that these two talented disciples would inevitably engage in a life-and-death battle, but no matter who died, it would be a loss for Huā Lóng Gōng.
But rules are rules, and without rules, nothing can be accomplished. Even if these two disciples were geniuses, these powerful transformation experts couldn't break the rules to stop them.
"Alright, these two little guys, especially this Yang Yi, suddenly popped out and are incredibly stunning. Let's take a look, what kind of skills does he have."
These powerful shape-shifters are clearly interested in Yang Yi, what kind of means does this dark horse have, can he contend with the genius Bai Yi, all of these things make the powerful shape-shifters who have lived for countless years very interested.
Inside the four-sided mirror, Yang Yi and Bai Yi were locked in a fierce standoff. Meanwhile, outside, their every move was being watched by countless experts.
Bai Yi's entire body was icy cold, emitting a terrifying killing intent. His pale face, which resembled that of a zombie, underwent a change at this moment, revealing a hint of doubt: "Was it you who killed Fuyu Ying?"
Yang Yi's entire body was on high alert, and he quickly grasped the Moonfall Bow in his hand. Although his strength had just surged greatly, condensing six drops of essence blood, facing this Bai Yi still made him feel infinite pressure.
"Not bad, it was I who killed Floating Shadow." Yang Yi replied coldly.
Bai Yi took step by step forward, as if he had never paid attention to Yang Yi at all.
"I originally came to kill Floating Shadow, plunder her essence and blood, so I could condense the eighth drop of essence and blood. But unexpectedly, she's also dead. However, it doesn't matter, you've obtained six drops of essence and blood, which is just right."
Bai Yi was probably afraid that if he entered the four-sided mirror, he wouldn't be able to say as much as he did today. This shows that he also attaches great importance to Yang Yi. Although Bai Yi is proud, it's a pride of bone, not a proud air. When dealing with his opponent, he is more focused on killing them with all his might, and will never have the slightest disdain.
