When this sound was made, it was just a slight squirming of the old man's lips. But when this sound made Bai Shi hear it, it was like a roar. It made the dark clouds in the sky roll again, the incandescent lightning more rapid, the thunder sound was even more harsh, and the faint light emitted from the old man's body suddenly became much richer!

Even the sound shook Shirashi's heart at this moment, causing his body to tremble slightly, and when he stared at the old man, he spoke in a deep voice: "Who are you...?"

The old man smiled slightly, but there was a murderous intent in his smile, saying, "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to answer my words - yes or no."

Shiraish subconsciously shook the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand, and his cultivation level rose all over his body, ready to face the old man's attack on him. As he stepped back, he replied in a deep voice: "Yes, it was me who hurt these people."

Hearing this, the old man suddenly laughed. The laughter seemed to shake the sky and spread around him. When he locked his eyes on Bai Shi again, the laughter stopped abruptly, but the sternness in his eyes was even more intense.

"Your cultivation is indeed good, and you can actually hurt so many people in my tribe."

Shiraishi knew that the old man could not let him go and would rather have a good fight, than be inexplicably afraid of his heart while watching the old man. So he snorted coldly, his body jumped, and stood in the air, holding the dragon roar sword in his hand tightly, and headed towards the old man's foundation.

"If you want to fight, you can fight. How can you get so much nonsense?"

As Bai Shi's deep shout fell, his body galloped away, while the old man was still sitting cross-legged on Yun He, not seeming to care about Bai Shi's next blow. He did not make any move at this moment.

"Little kid, you are so arrogant, you are overestimating your ability!"

Just as Bai Shi was about to approach the old man, the old man suddenly pondered, and his closed hands slowly stretched outwards with one hand, forming a gesture of pinching his fingers.

The gesture of pinching instantly made the dark clouds in the sky roll away again, and a violent force burst out from his fingers, causing a strong impact force to be heard before Shirashi's body touched the old man. This force made his body make a muffled sound, and while his face showed a look of pain, his body rolled backwards in the air.

When he finally barely stabilized his body in the air, blood had already flowed out of the corner of Baishi's mouth.

"What a strong cultivation level, I didn't have the power to resist at all. What is this person's cultivation level?"

Bai Shi did not continue to attack actively at this moment, but stared at the old man in the air. His expression was painful, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes. When his heart became solemn, he suddenly heard the old man say, "Little kid, your cultivation is not bad, but it depends on what kind of monk you face me, you are still... vulnerable! The attack just now was just my arrogant blow to disperse yours."

Shiraishi did not answer. In silence, he saw the old man slowly stretching out his palm again. With his fingers, a thick pressure that made Shiraishi almost have no resistance suddenly spread. It made Shiraishi's eyes stunned, and he walked along the wind and quickly escaped.

But the speed of this power was really too fast. Almost the moment Bai Shi escaped, this power suddenly approached Bai Shi's body, making his expression distorted. He suddenly raised the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand and blocked him.

"Bang!"

The sound of boom echoed. Just as the powerful force hit the Dragon Roar Sword in Baishi's hand, an aftermath of energy hit the void. Under the sound of boom, it was like tearing a crack in the void, making Baishi's body roll back again in the void. At this moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

After gritting his teeth, Bai Shi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the old man sitting cross-legged on Yunhe, his thoughts were extremely complicated. He didn't know this person's cultivation level, but as he showed at this moment, this person's cultivation level was far beyond his own.

"This blow was swung by you because you hurt the people of my tribe! Now, tell me, why are you from that tribe wearing the costumes of my Yunhe tribe?"

The moment Shiraishi stood firm, after the old man finished speaking, there was a bit of judgment in his eyes.

Shiraishi knew that it was impossible to escape at this moment, so he took a step forward and stared at the old man, and spoke in a deep voice: "I am not from other tribes, but from Yunhe tribe. I just got the life of Old Wan to break into this underground card!"

Upon hearing this, the old man's expression finally became complicated. He looked at Bai Shi, and at this moment he was as if he was looking at him, and he was silent in a flash.

During this silence, he frowned and said in a flash: "With your current cultivation level, I advise you to give up... You can't pass these levels at all."

Bai Shi smiled indifferently, but there was a self-deprecating existence in his smile. Looking at the old man sitting cross-legged on the Yunhe Tribe, he took another step forward. This step did not cause any vibration from the world, and it was very light, as if floating by. But when this step fell, his body had already appeared several meters away.

"I know I am not your opponent at this moment, but since I have passed the level, I have to try it. If I don't try it, how can I know if I can pass these levels? I have passed the first and second levels. If I, Shiraishi, guessed correctly, it is not to fight you, because... you are just a phantom, or a thought!

Looking around, there is no one in the Yunhe tribe who is your opponent, or in other words, there is no opponent in the Chiyan Peak! If this level is fighting against you, then I think the establishment of this level will lose its value."

The quick thought in his mind, as Shiraishi continued to move forward, it was not difficult for him to infer the scene at this moment based on everything around him, but this was just speculation, and Shiraishi was not 100% sure.

But then, the appreciation in the old man's eyes confirmed his speculation.

"Then do you think, since this is not the case, what is the focus of this level?" The old man's eyes had completely dissipated, and what was replaced by the kindness revealed in the kindness on his face.

Shiraishi did not continue to move forward. Facing the old man's words, his body suddenly became stunned and replied: "I don't know, but if I guessed correctly, if I successfully passed this level, I might get this idea and integrate it into my own."

Hearing this, the old man in the air laughed. The laughter contained joy, and the praise in his eyes became even stronger. Looking at Bai Shi, he continued, "Old Wan did not choose the wrong person. You could actually guess these things. But what I want to tell you is that what I am trying to do is not fight with me, but it is not as easy as you imagine. Look over there..."

The old man said, looking back at the dark clouds and pointed at them.

As his finger pointed out, the rolling dark cloud suddenly made a loud bang, and under the loud bang, the dark cloud quickly dissipated, and replaced it with the beacon smoke. Under the beacon smoke, countless tribes fighting were already fighting, and from a distance, there were as many as 100,000.

Blood was flowing under their feet, and the blood had already flowed into a river, but they were not affected by it. Instead, it seemed even more crazy when they smelled the bloody smell. And under this madness, they screamed and raised the bows and arrows in their hands were fighting towards each other. Even in the hands of some soldiers, the bows had been broken into two pieces, but they were still holding sharp arrows, madly, with bloodthirsty, and killing towards each other.

They stepped on the blood on the ground, and the blood splattered on their clothes, on their hair, and even on their faces. But they did not pay attention to it, but smelled the bloody smell, as if soaked in blood, immersed in the battlefield of killing!

At the same time, a man in white suddenly jumped out of the opponent's warrior. The man was holding a spear in his hand, and the blood did not splash on him. That was because there was a faint energy around his body that divided the blood.

A cold light seeped out of the spear. The man looked indifferent, and at the moment he appeared, he suddenly waved his way forward.

With this wave, a thick force suddenly oozed out from his sleeves, and even when it hit the void, it emitted a red light, like the bright red at this moment. At the moment when this force burst out, the soldiers of the Yunhe Tribe all screamed, and their bodies burst out one by one in the bombardment.

Also, when these tribes fell, more people from the Yunhe tribe behind them swarmed up again. Stepping on the broken limbs on the ground, their eyes were filled with bloodthirsty, and under this bloodthirsty, they seemed even more crazy.

The man in white suddenly waved the spear in his hand, and phantoms suddenly roared out from the spear, hitting the people of these tribes like a cover, causing them to scream again.

"What you see is the focus of this level. What you want to deal with and what you want to break through is this person and the tribe under this person's feet! This tribe is called Tianqing Tribe, and this person is called Tianqing!"

Amid these screams, the grass under Baishi's feet slowly disappeared. The moment the grass disappeared, a smell of blood suddenly rose from the void, and at Baishi's feet, an endless mud battlefield appeared. Blood flowed on the battlefield, leaving behind corpses.
Chapter completed!