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Chapter 408.

Although Wang Feng had mastered the Seven Kills Sword Style, his ability to reach such a high level during the battle was largely due to the power of his blood line like powers. Without it, achieving such feats would have been extremely difficult.

"Lord Pontiff, are you planning to rest at my sect?" Ning Fengzhi asked after a long silence, his tone polite yet curious.

Wang Feng waved his hand dismissively. "No, I have to visit the Blue Tyrant Lightning Dragon Clan and the rest of the Martial Soul Hall branches, so there's no need for me to rest at your sect." 

He was eager to leave, worried that if he stayed even a day, Ning Rongrong might notice something strange, and that would lead to complications. Leaving quickly was the best course of action.

At this moment, Wang Feng was unaware of the changes in Ning Rongrong. Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong herself said nothing, merely glaring coldly at the White Pontiff as he prepared to leave.

After Wang Feng and his group departed, Ning Rongrong couldn't hold her tongue any longer. "Wang Feng's strength must be definitely far greater than the White Pontiff's! Humph!"

Her words made Ning Fengzhi and the others chuckle. They knew that the young girl had her own perceptions of the situation, but they also recognized that Wang Feng, even four years ago, had been able to take on two Titled Douluos at around level 92. Now, four years later, it was highly likely that his strength had surpassed even the White Pontiff's. 

That young man was truly a prodigy, a peerless talent. But ….

"Silly girl..." Ning Fengzhi muttered, watching the back figure of White Pontiff disappear into the distance. His eyes flickered with a mix of thoughts, unsure of what the future might hold.

A few days later, news spread across the continent like wildfire. The White Pontiff had fought against two Titled Douluos from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect, and the battle ended in a tie. This incredible feat solidified his name in the hearts of countless people.

Then, half a month later, Wang Feng set his sights on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, where he was set to face the sect's Sectmaster, the 96th-level Titled Douluo, Yu Yuanzhen.

This battle attracted a large crowd, including Liu Erlong, who was particularly special in this context. Grandmaster rarely returned to the family and had brought Tang San, who was still training at Yuexuan, to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Such battles were typically off-limits to non-clan members, as they involved many of the sect's secrets. If outsiders witnessed such events, it could cause issues for the sect.

Initially, the elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had intended to deny entry to non-members. The sect was neutral, not aligned with either of the two empires nor the Soul Hall, and as the home of the number one beast martial soul on the continent, they held great pride in their independence. It was almost unthinkable for them to involve outsiders in their internal matters.

However, Yu Yuanzhen insisted that the battle –be witnessed by others. 

"If we refuse this challenge, how will the soul masters of the mainland view the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?" he argued. His reasoning prevailed, and the battle was set to take place.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect stood proudly, with its vast grounds extending across the plains near the outskirts of the city.

Grandmaster, dressed in a gray robe, stood with a complex expression on his face as he gazed upon the enormous sect grounds. The organizational structure of the sect was different from that of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect, but it was just as formidable. The sect's pride and neutral stance were well known, and today, its Sectmaster would face the White Pontiff. The outcome of this battle would surely have repercussions far beyond their own borders.

The land here seemed quite peculiar, with the surrounding plants infused with a powerful thunderous energy, making it an ideal place for the disciples of the Blue Tyrant Lightning Dragon Sect to cultivate. It was a natural training ground, perfect for enhancing their abilities. As one of the three major sects, it was expected that the Blue Tyrant Lightning Dragon Sect would have such an excellent place for cultivation. Here, the disciples could experience an increase in their strength by 10 to 20%, which was a considerable advantage.

This was one of the reasons why Yu Yuanzhen agreed to challenge the White Pontiff. If he could defeat the White Pontiff, it would prove that the Blue Tyrant Lightning Dragon Sect was stronger than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect. The Blue Tyrant Lightning Dragon Sect had always ranked third among the major sects, and the primary reason was simple, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect had two Super Titled Douluos.

If the White Pontiff could tie against two Super Titled Douluos, then defeating him would be a huge boost to the Blue Tyrant Lightning Dragon Sect prestige. It would raise their status, proving that they were just as formidable, if not more so than Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect.

"This place is a treasure trove..." Tang San murmured as he followed his master, taking in the surroundings. He was wearing the Blue Tyrabnt lightning Dragon sect's robes, which had been prepared by Liu Erlong for him, since outsiders usually weren't allowed to enter.

"Xiao San, you must be close to graduating from Yuexuan, right? The aura around you has become much calmer." Liu Erlong remarked, noticing the change in Tang San.

Only the Grandmaster and Liu Erlong knew about Tang San's time spent meditating at Yuexuan. At first, it had been a secret, but now that the Grandmaster –and Liu Erlong were together, it was no longer hidden.

"Yes, there are only three months left," Tang San replied. "Aunt told me that in three months, I'll graduate and can leave Yuexuan. Afterward, I'll go find my father and inform him to tell my mother."

"The White Pontiff may visit your Clear Sky Sect soon," the Grandmaster suddenly said.

It had been four and a half years, but neither the Grandmaster nor Liu Erlong had changed much. Grandmaster had taken the immortal herb given by Tang San, and Liu Erlong herself had reached a high level of cultivation. Their appearance and strength had remained largely the same.

"Clear Sky Sect?" Tang San asked, surprised.

"Yes, after you graduate, your father might send you to Clear Sky Sect. I'm not sure when the White Pontiff will come, but it's likely to happen soon," Grandmaster speculated as they continued walking along the blue stone path into the sect.

Tang San remained silent, as his purpose here was to assess the White Pontiff's strength. Over a month ago, Old Poison had been defeated too quickly in the battle outside the Heaven Dou City Soul Hall, so his true strength had not been fully revealed. As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect battle, Tang San had not gone to ask about the details, as the sect would not reveal such things easily. However, seeing the battle firsthand would give him a much clearer perspective.

Soon, the group arrived at the central square outside the Palace in the Blue Tyrant Lightning Dragon Sect. The area was vast, serving as the martial arts arena for the sect.

Tang San felt the air around them crackling with energy. 'The thunderous atmosphere here is even more intense,' he thought. 'It seems like there's something extraordinary beneath this square.'

"The White Pontiff has arrived," Liu Erlong whispered, breaking Tang San's train of thought.

Tang San turned to look at the figure in white. It had been over a month since he last saw the Pope, but his appearance hadn't changed at all.

On the opposite side, Yu Yuanzhen stood ready for the battle.

Wang Feng, standing on the square, studied Yu Yuanzhen across from him. The Blue Tyrant Lightning Dragon Sect's position was quite unique, not located within either of the two empires but close to a city. The land itself was unlike any other, filled with a natural magnetic field. Wang Feng immediately felt the powerful magnetoelectric energy in the air.

He wasn't sure of the exact cause of this phenomenon—perhaps changes in the terrain or the presence of some special treasures—but the magnetic field here was undeniably strong, and it would play a key role in this upcoming battle.

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