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“I’m going to show you today that I, Turntable, am stronger than you. Haah!” The tiger cultivator called Turntable swayed his arms backward, flexing his marble-like chest muscles.

On top of his head, the 42 Holy Apes mimicked his actions. Strong spiritual energy erupted from his body, generating shock waves visible to the naked eye.

“You only have one more Holy Ape than I do. In a true fight, it is still not certain who is going to win!” The beast cultivator with the straw hat did not show weakness and swayed his arms as well, displaying his huge chest muscles.

He was bigger than Daoist Turntable, and so were his muscles.

The 41 Holy Apes above his head similarly swayed their arms backward, raised their heads, and puffed out their chests

“HAAAH!” The spiritual energy in the bodies of the seven beast cultivators on the left erupted.

“HAAAH!” The six beast cultivators on the right did the same.

The shock waves resulting from their outbursts of power collided, creating a pillar that reached the clouds. As the waves of air continued to clash, the pillar almost turned into a tornado.

In the distance, the corners of Song Shuhang’s mouth twitched.

What’s going on?

Are they comparing their number of Holy Apes and roars?

“This is in line with the fighting style of the people in the Beast Realm.” Senior Turtle leaned its head against the window, gazing at the beast cultivators in the distance.

Pavilion Master Chu’s strand of hair also leaned in front of the window and looked at them. “All of them have practiced the (Holy Ape Dragon Power Technique), which means that they’ve probably come here to participate in the trial taking place on Garre Holy Mountain.”

“Doesn’t this mean that they have the qualifications to enter Garre Holy Mountain?” Lady Onion’s eyes lit up.

Could they grab those qualifications for themselves? While they were talking, the two groups of beast cultivators engaged in a skirmish once again.

As both sides mainly practiced the (Holy Ape Dragon Power Technique), all of them focused on cultivating their bodies. The resulting scene was comparable to a bodybuilder competition.

Senior White said, “Let’s slip away.”

The range of the brawl was growing larger and larger. If things were to continue this way, the giant flying sword would soon get involved in the battle.

Senior White turned the giant flying sword and prepared to fly past the beast cultivators.

But at that moment, a person wearing a helmet who was a part of the brawl was punched in the face by one of their opponents and sent flying into the air, slamming into their flying sword.

After she hit the flying sword, the helmet on the woman’s face fell off, revealing her pretty face.

She had short, shoulder-length hair. Her face was pretty even without makeup, and her eyebrows were well-trimmed.

“Sixteen?” Lady Onion could not help but call out.

This figure that had slammed into the flying sword was very similar to Sixteen in terms of appearance.

Song Shuhang’s heart thumped. Could this be another one of Sixteen’s clones?

He turned to look at Sixteen, who shook her head in reply.

If one looked closely, they would notice that this beast cultivator looked slightly different from Sixteen. For example, her body build was not the same.

The black Scarlet Heaven Sword said, “She seems to have passed out.”

Lady Onion asked, “Should we leave her alone?”

The black-skinned Soft Feather asked, “What if she’s a relative of Sixteen?”

“Then, let’s take her away with us.” Senior White decided.

“Kachak-” The hatch of the flying sword opened while Senior White was turning the flying sword around.

The unconscious woman that looked like the grown-up version of Sixteen fell right into the hatch.

The hatch closed, and Senior White nodded with satisfaction, pleased with his skills. “Let’s go.”

“Should we notify her companions?” asked Sixteen. Perhaps because the other party looked quite a bit like her, she felt worried for her.

Senior White thought for a while and agreed. “Okay, Shuhang, send a group voice transmission to both sides. Tell them they can look for us when the fight is over if they want to retrieve the girl.”

The black Scarlet Heaven Sword added, “But be careful not to scare the little fellow daoists who are brawling. Remember, do not stare at them too much.”

Song Shuhang: “…” Shuhang opened the window, held his head outside the flying sword, and sent a group voice transmission to the beast cultivators.

[All of you, listen up. I’ll be taking one of your companions with me. After you are done fighting, come to Fairy Blue Phoenix if you wish to get her back!]

After saying that, Song Shuhang brought out his three Sage Seals.

The Sage Seals symbolizing Tyrannical Song, Tyrannical Scholar, and Tyrannical Dragon appeared all at once.

After sending the message, he pulled his head back into the flying sword, placing it back on his neck.

“Let’s go.” Senior White accelerated, driving the flying sword past the two groups of beast cultivators. In a mere few seconds, they had left the battlefield behind.

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Before the beast cultivators could even react, the flying sword was gone.

Inside the flying sword.

Lady Onion looked at the unconscious beast cultivator and asked, “Should we give her some treatment?”

Sister White Dragon drilled out of Sixteen, raised her small claws, and used some healing techniques on the beast cultivator.

The beast cultivator opened her eyes slightly, glancing at Sixteen and then at Sister White Dragon.

After smiling strangely, her eyes shut once again.

The black Scarlet Heaven Sword said, “Did she lose her mind?”

After a quick check, Sister White Dragon said, “It might be because that punch hit her too hard… Anyway, there’s no need to worry as she practices the (Holy Ape Dragon Power Technique). Coupled with the powerful physique of beast cultivators, she should be fine after some sleep.”

The black Scarlet Heaven Sword suggested, “How about we have Shuhang use the (Saber-Nurturing Technique) on her?”

“Senior, the Saber-Nurturing Technique is not all-purpose!” reminded Song Shuhang.

In the meantime, the beast cultivators, who were in the middle of a brawl, paused once again.

Both sides had looks of confusion on their faces as they watched the giant flying sword fly into the distance.

None of them understood a single word of what Song Shuhang had said.

After all, not every member of the Beast Realm spoke foreign languages.

Regardless, even if they did not understand his words, they knew who the other party was after seeing the three dazzling Sage Seals that had appeared a few moments ago.

“Ty… Tyrannical Song!” “Ty… Tyrannical Scholar!” “Ty… Tyrannical Dragon!”

Why was Profound Sage Tyrannical Song in the Beast Realm?

After being stunned for a while, the beast cultivator with the straw hat stared at Daoist Turntable again. Then, both of their chest muscles bulged, shock waves collided, and their Holy Apes raised their heads and released soundless roars.

And so, the third brawl began.

In the Beast Realm, on Garre Holy Mountain.

Fairy Blue Phoenix greeted Profound Sage Tyrannical Song with a bright smile on her face.

The giant flying sword slowly descended, and Song Shuhang and his party stepped out of it, gazing at the holy mountain. Garre Holy Mountain did not stand alone but was part of a mountain range.

On top of the holy mountain, there was a towering tree that pierced through the clouds in the sky.

Senior White looked at the holy mountain, deep in thought.

“Senior White?” Song Shuhang called out.

“This place… I came here soon after I left my hometown,” Senior White said suddenly. “I feel like it’s not too far from my hometown.”