132: Eight-Star Fighting Saint

In the eastern region of the Central Plains, a colossal entity stood, always looking down on all the forces in the eastern region with an arrogant posture.

All the forces here had become accustomed to this mode of survival, prostrating themselves beneath the Ancient Clan, even actively becoming dogs for the Ancient Clan in exchange for a 'death-exempt golden token' in the eastern region.

The Ancient Clan's coming-of-age ceremony had always been extremely lively.

This time, it might be even more so... Ancient Saint Mountain Range.

The Ancient Clan's square was already filled with guests from all sides, but unlike previous ceremonies where each clan sent representatives from their younger generation, this time was different.

Due to the tense situation, each clan had their powerful individuals bring their younger generation.

Even the strength of the Elder presiding over the ceremony in the Ancient Clan had risen.

Gu Nanhai scanned the surroundings, hesitating slightly, "Why haven't the representatives from the Purple Thunder Pavilion arrived yet?"

Gu Nanhai didn't have a good impression of the Purple Thunder Pavilion. He had almost died at Soul Mie Sheng's hands when he went to investigate Gu Chen's death, and Gu Chen had been looking for Xiao Lei.

Furthermore, the sudden rise of a force outside of the Imperial Clan would have a significant impact on the Ancient Clan's dominance in the Central Plains...

"The time has come, let's begin directly!"

Just as Gu Nanhai was hesitating, a figure appeared silently beside him and made the decision.

"Elder Gu Dao, you..."

After the incident in the Central Plains, Gu Dao was symbolically punished with confinement, but in Gu Nanhai's memory, the time for that seemed not to be up yet!

Gu Nanhai didn't have the strength or inclination to pay attention to higher-level matters, so he focused on presiding over the granting of the clan lines.

"The ceremony begins, Ling Quan!"

Hearing Gu Nanhai's call, a figure dressed in a dark robe quickly turned from his seat and left, then rapidly approached the high platform with quick steps, looking quite spirited.

He was now in front of all the younger generation of the Ancient Clan, and even many powerful individuals from both inside and outside the clan.

Gu Dao didn't care for someone like Ling Quan, who barely possessed a Sixth Grade Bloodline. Instead, he observed the representatives of the various clans.

"Medicine Clan, Yao Wanhuo, Yao Wangui; Yan Clan, Huo Huang, Huo Yao..."

Seeing Gu Dao's gaze sweep over them, everyone nodded slightly in greeting.

Seeing the ceremony begin, Yao Wanhuo inadvertently remarked, "Elder Gu Dao, the Purple Thunder Pavilion still hasn't taken their seats. It wouldn't hurt to wait a little longer, would it?"

Hearing this, the representatives of the various clans had their own thoughts, but they all seemed to sense something unusual.

When did Yao Wanhuo become so concerned about the Purple Thunder Pavilion's affairs?

They were all people who had lived for a long time, and those present were extremely familiar with each other. To say that Yao Wanhuo would speak up for someone else out of righteousness, everyone scoffed inwardly.

If there was any purpose, perhaps he wanted to curry favor with the Purple Thunder Pavilion.

Whether it was killing Ling Yi before, or destroying the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan later, it all proved the Purple Thunder Pavilion's strength. With the current complex situation, and the Imperial Clans mutually suspicious and wary, the Purple Thunder Pavilion had no suspicion whatsoever, making it the Medicine Clan's best choice for an Alliance.

However, Yao Wangui, seeing Yao Wanhuo's actions, secretly grumbled in his heart, "The Purple Thunder Pavilion, no matter how strong, is still not as strong as our clan. It's already their honor to form an Alliance with us. Why should we speak up for them and offend the Ancient Clan!"

Gu Dao's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this, but he felt a slight indifference in his heart, "The coming-of-age ceremony adheres to ancestral rules. Once the time comes, it will not stop for anyone, let alone what qualifications the Purple Thunder Pavilion has?"

"If they can be late for our clan's coming-of-age ceremony, I see that the Pavilion Master of the Purple Thunder Pavilion has no sense of time, or is deliberately delaying!"

Gu Dao's malice towards Xiao Lei was undisguised, but he considered himself one of the Ancient Clan's Three Immortals, completely adopting an arrogant posture.

Among those present, Gu Dao was the strongest, and no one wanted to argue with him.

"Old man Gu Dao, speaking ill of me here again? What, are all of you in the Ancient Clan just big talkers!"

As his words fell, Xiao Lei took the lead, flashing onto the small floating island reserved for the Purple Thunder Pavilion. Behind him, Zi Yan, Xiao Yi Xian, and Medusa followed closely.

Hearing this, the representatives of the various clans all watched with amusement, especially Soul Demon of the Hun Clan, who was most gloating, hoping for the Ancient Clan to make a fool of themselves.

Xiao Lei smiled lightly, standing on the floating island with an angle that allowed him to look down on Gu Dao, making Gu Dao quite uncomfortable.

Being mocked in front of everyone, Gu Dao naturally couldn't let it go. He immediately spoke again, "All the clans present arrived on time, only your Purple Thunder Pavilion is late. Do you consider the Purple Thunder Pavilion superior to all other clans? I was merely speaking frankly earlier."

Gu Dao's words were slightly cold, carrying a trace of Aura, along with the suppression of his Seven-Star Dou Sheng Late Stage Cultivation.

There was a subtle hint of threat.

However, Xiao Lei was not polite with the other party either. He no longer restrained his own Aura, fully revealing his Eight-Star Dou Sheng Early Stage Cultivation, which swept through the coming-of-age ceremony like a surging torrent.

With the three major resources of the Lightning Tribulation Pill, Dragon Phoenix bones, and the Heavenly Phoenix Blood Pond, Zi Yan's strength had also soared to Eight-Star Dou Sheng Early Stage, and Xiao Lei closely followed, reaching this Realm.

The powerful Aura made even the Void Realm unable to bear it. After a short whimper, it shattered with a crash, and dust and stones immediately flew across the scene.

The moment Gu Dao sensed this Aura, only one reaction came to his mind: to release his own Aura as well.

Boom!

The two Auras collided with a bang. Gu Dao, with his lower Cultivation, was instantly stunned by this powerful Aura and involuntarily retreated several steps.

Seeing this, the representatives of the various clans sneered inwardly, but their faces remained normal. Some even helped the other Elders of the Ancient Clan prevent the clash of Auras from damaging the Ancient Clan.

Below, all those who were originally watching the ceremony had their hearts trembling from the two Auras, and some even knelt on the ground.

Waving his sleeve, Xiao Lei mercilessly kicked the fallen dog, "Old dog Gu Dao, I heard you were looking for me all over the Central Plains before, but I was in the Beast Region at the time and didn't know. What do you want to say now!"

Xiao Lei had a mischievous smile, as if toying with a stray dog by the roadside.

Gu Dao's eyes were extremely gloomy, wanting to devour Xiao Lei alive, but his feet felt as if they were filled with lead, unable to move an inch, and his hands in his sleeves trembled incessantly.

"Eight-Star Dou Sheng Early Stage! How is this possible? How can anyone Cultivate to such a Realm in such a short time!"

"Even with a Divine Grade Bloodline and unlimited resources, it shouldn't be so completely without Bottleneck!"

"Even if Xiao Xuan were reborn, he couldn't do such a thing!"

Even Xiao Xuan, the recognized Cultivation Genius, was far from Xiao Lei's current Cultivation speed.

And Gu Dao?

A thousand years had passed. He was already a Dou Sheng when the Xiao Clan was destroyed, yet he still remained at Seven-Star Dou Sheng Late Stage.

At this moment, Gu Dao finally understood what it meant to be suppressed by talent, what it meant to be powerless.

In the direction of the Medicine Clan, Yao Wangui struggled to resist the terrifying Aura coming from Xiao Lei's direction, his heart filled only with shock.

On the square's seats, Xiao Yan held his head high, looking up at Xiao Lei's figure, thinking to himself, 'If only I could possess such strength.'

He knew that all along the way, he had been challenged by the younger generation within the Ancient Clan.

It was only by relying on his Six-Star Dou Zun strength, obtained from absorbing the Origin of the Eight Desolations Destruction Flame, that he was able to cope.

If he had Dou Sheng combat power, why would the Ancient Clan make things so difficult for him?

Envy, apprehension, resentment... countless gazes intertwined on Xiao Lei's face.

"Pavilion Master Xiao, today is our clan's coming-of-age ceremony. Can we discuss any matters later?"

Feeling Xiao Lei's violent Aura, Gu Yuan knew he could no longer hide and had to step forward himself...