The red sun sank in the west, with only some residual crimson still lingering on the horizon, about to disappear completely. The sky was already growing dim.
On the vast grassland, the roar of lions shook the heavens, making one's soul almost leave the body. Everyone quickly retreated to avoid this terrifying battlefield.
The little one fought fiercely against the Nine-Headed Lion, venturing deep into the grassland, far from the majestic stone mountain. The battlefield covered a vast area, and the brilliance of the treasure arts was dazzling.
The golden lion let out a long roar. The nine heads roared in unison, and nine streams of golden ripples surged up, like nine great waves, causing the heavens and earth to rumble.
This was the treasure art of the Golden Lion lineage, the true Lion’s Roar Technique. When the sound waves were released, the earth cracked, the grass on the prairie was broken, and everything fell flat. The scene was terrifying.
The little one fought with all his might. The battle became increasingly intense, stretching for hundreds of miles, and the battlefield continued to expand.
“Roar”
The Lion’s Roar Technique was astonishing. All nine heads roared, and the sound waves appeared tangible, with golden ripples surging like a tsunami, overwhelming and overwhelming, as if a great wave was crashing against the shore.
They fought and changed the battlefield continuously. In the grassland, they encountered some stone mountains, but under the lion’s roar, the golden waves swept over, shattering these low stone mountains into pieces, with some giant rocks exploding into powder.
The onlookers were dumbfounded, trembling. The sound wave technique was too powerful; such a divine ability could only be wielded by the Golden Lion lineage.
The vast grassland shook with the lion king’s roar. In this world of survival of the fittest, the strong prey on the weak. This was the reality of the Great Wilderness.
The Golden Lion was imposing, robust, and mighty. Each time its golden claws descended, it carried the force of landslides and earthquakes. When clashing with the little one’s fists, it was a sky full of symbols and booming divine sounds, shocking the distant observers.
People were amazed not by the Golden Lion but by the small figure. How could someone possess such immense power, not yielding in a physical clash?
In fact, it might even be stronger.
The Golden Lion used symbols to cover its golden claws, not relying solely on physical strength to subdue its opponent. Each clash between them erupted with thunderous sounds, roaring across the grassland.
“Clang”
Apart from their physical confrontation, dazzling lights often erupted between them. Treasure weapons were also in action. The nine-headed lion’s mouth spewed out nine flying swords, constantly slashing.
These were a set of fearsome treasure weapons with two forms. Sometimes they became sharp swords, and other times they turned into lion’s fangs. They were dazzling, like nine suns suppressing the enemy.
Clearly, the nine flying swords were forged from the Golden Lion’s teeth, but they did not belong to this young lion; they were passed down from its elders. Otherwise, such power would be impossible.
“Whoosh”
The nine golden fangs, each over a meter long, emitted astonishing beams of light. They grazed past the little one’s head, cutting off a few strands of hair and severing a nearby stone mountain.
“Such a powerful treasure,” the little one was shocked. He exerted all his strength, and the treasure mirror in his hand emitted blinding lightning, shining towards the sky, fiercely contending with his opponent.
“Clang”
The lightning struck the golden fangs, creating a thunderous roar, as if forging metal or the heavenly drums pounding. It made every spectator’s heart race.
The little one faced a true adversary. The Golden Lion was indeed terrifying. Their battle turned the sky and earth upside down, with fierce winds howling, shaking the entire grassland.
“It’s so terrifying. Who is this human youth, to be able to match the Golden Lion without falling behind?”
“Doesn’t it seem like his physical body could rival that of an ancient beast cub? It’s unbelievable!”
The crowd discussed in amazement, while the non-human races trembled with fear.
On the battlefield, the Nine-Headed Lion was even more astonished. Although its cultivation level was higher, it was only evenly matched. If both had the same cultivation time, the situation would be dire.
Boom
Another massive collision occurred. The Golden Lion roared, and the sound waves surged like a vast ocean, pressing down heavily. Yet, the human youth seemed like a deity, covered in divine light, surrounded by a divine halo, fully withstanding the assault.
The little one was also in a frenzy, unlike his usual self, finding it difficult for the first time, with blood boiling, eyes glowing with heroic spirit.
“Kill”
Above his head, a volcanic crater appeared, with red “lava” flowing. A golden treasure weapon floated, emitting dazzling rays of light, charging towards the Golden Lion.
The Bone Cutter reappeared, composed of two golden bones, like two intertwined dragon serpents, emitting sharp light, indestructible and unstoppable.
The Golden Dragon Cutter rushed forward, emitting dragon roars and serpent cries, making all living beings tremble, unable to resist kneeling in submission.
The Nine-Headed Lion was greatly alarmed and rapidly dodged, turning into a golden light that darted across the grassland, moving from east to west like a blazing golden sea of lightning. The golden light connected in patches, turning the grassland golden.
It exploded and moved swiftly. With a snap, the golden bone cutter sliced through, severing a stone mountain. The top half collapsed, rolling down with a roar, kicking up endless dust.
The Golden Lion was in a miserable state, with a large patch of mane cut off and one head nearly split open, with a terrifying wound bleeding, turning its eyes red.
“Roar”
The lion’s roar shook the heavens as a string of beads flew out from its body, seemingly forged from gold, each bead translucent, with light scattered like nine worlds descending, clashing with the Bone Cutter.
The sound was like thunder, a great collision occurred in this place, divine brilliance filled the air, and dazzling light submerged the grassland, making it eerie and terrifying.
Boom
In the end, both the little one and the Golden Lion spat out blood, both flying backward. Their treasure weapons also returned to their sides.
“So strong,” the little one was injured for the first time since entering this small world.
The Nine-Headed Lion was even more shocked. Although it was a few years older and had a higher level of cultivation, it was still just an equal match. How terrifying was this?
“It really could rival the offspring of a dragon. Who is he?” The Golden Lion felt a sense of awe and fear, worried about the little one’s background. Could it really be gods like Pixiu or Yinglong?
The spectators were even more alarmed. The Nine-Headed Lion was undoubtedly one of the best among ancient breeds. If it obtained great fortune, it might have a chance to transform into a pure-blooded beast. Yet now, it was injured and unable to suppress the human youth.
“Let’s continue,” the little one said, his pure smile fading into a stern expression. At this moment, he was like a warrior saint, his gaze intimidating as he charged forward.
“Kill”
The Golden Lion roared in rage. There was no retreat in this battle; victory was imperative.
The two clashed again. The little one emitted treasure light all over, and a silver disk appeared, enveloping him, with palaces, ancient trees, and magical birds from the moon emerging, enhancing the power of the silver moon.
At the same time, he exhaled a cloud of smoke, using the Sphinx’s treasure art. This fog was unique; even with sharp vision, it was difficult to penetrate.
“Roar”
The little one went berserk, using the treasure art of the Azure-scaled Eagle lineage to protect his body, and the Sphinx’s treasure art to attack, charging forward like a dra
The smoke and mist enveloped the area completely, obscuring the scene from view. No one could see what was happening inside. The little one launched the most terrifying attack, emerging from the sea of clouds with his entire body crackling with electric light, transforming into a golden thunder deity.
No one could see the battle within the mist; they could only hear the roars of the lion and the little one's sharp rebukes. The two fought intensely, and suddenly, an astonishing light burst forth, dispersing the fog.
The spectators were stunned to see the little one entangled with the Golden Lion, rolling on the grassland, both covered in bloodstains.
Treasure weapons clashed, creating deafening sounds and divine light shooting into the sky. Their true forms were engaged in a fierce and perilous close-quarter battle.
“Bang”
The little one sat atop the Golden Lion, grasping its mane, and struck fiercely at its largest head. The thunderous roar was terrifying beyond measure.
“Boom”
At that moment, the Golden Lion’s eyes turned cold. With a furious roar, a terrifying ball of light shot out towards the little one on its back. It was a golden little lion, lifelike and vivid.
“Fearless Lion Seal”
In the distance, many people exclaimed in shock. The few geniuses from the Sky Pillar Pavilion turned pale instantly. This treasure art was renowned and was a clan-defining divine power of the Golden Lion lineage.
Even those with royal blood could only use it after reaching maturity. No one expected that this young Nine-Headed Lion would reveal it at this moment.
The divine seal was astonishing, its power immensely terrifying. It emitted a brilliant light that shattered the earth, sending stones flying through the air, and the golden glow inundated the area.
This seal could move mountains and fill seas, summon storms, and disturb the thunder of the nine heavens. It was truly mysterious and horrifying.
Even though the Nine-Headed Lion had not mastered it, this single attack revealed its form, and it was enough to make one shiver. The grassland was shattered.
The little one flew horizontally, quickly dodging. He felt a mountain-like pressure approaching. The Fearless Lion Seal was exactly like that—ferocious and overpowering, with the might to move mountains.
The little one shouted sharply, not using the Sphinx’s treasure art to counter it, nor did he summon the ancient magical birds. Instead, a flash of inspiration led him to employ another method.
He recalled the various essentials of the Primitive True Solution, particularly the engraved images of the Ch'i Dragon battling the gods and the Golden-Winged Great Peng slaughtering deities, which appeared vividly in his mind.
These were from the War God’s Manual, recording the ultimate battles of life and death. He had drawn endless inspiration from them.
Although the divine techniques were not recorded in those divine images, the general symbols and mysteries were included in the Primitive True Solution.
The little one moved sideways, his palm and fingers flashing with symbols that continuously changed. He shouted, “Dispel!”
He did not copy the War God’s Manual directly, as no two battles were the same. Misapplication could only lead to self-destruction.
The little one’s palm symbols kept changing, from fire symbols to lightning symbols to wind symbols, creating a series of rumbling sounds as he dissipated the force. Meanwhile, his body swayed, sometimes advancing like a voracious beast, sometimes leaping like an ancient divine ape, and sometimes retreating like a Ch'i Dragon disappearing into the sea.
In that brief moment, the little one’s movements changed dozens of times, advancing and retreating, while the symbols in his hands did the same.
“Boom”
The Fearless Lion Seal was finally exhausted and neutralized by him, its force dispelled.
The little one did not use any treasure art; he combined dozens or even hundreds of symbols, turning decay into wonder, and breaking the Fearless Lion Seal.
Inspired by the War God’s Manual, this flash of insight showed that top-tier battles did not necessarily require supreme divine powers. He felt as though he had entered a new realm, his mind clearing.
The Golden Lion’s eyes dimmed. This terrifying divine power had drained too much of its vitality, leaving it debilitated. It turned and fled.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
The little one leaped up, riding on the Nine-Headed Lion, and began to smash it with his fists, his power overwhelming.
The onlookers were dumbfounded. The Golden Lion was defeated, its blood energy depleted and its strength weakening. It was almost pinned to the ground by the little one.
The Nine-Headed Lion roared in anger, its body glowing with golden light. It shook its head and tail, unleashing its treasure art to try to throw the little one off. However, the little one also shone, with lightning intertwining to suppress it.
From a distance, he appeared like a young celestial deity riding a divine beast, descending from the heavens.
The crowd was stunned. This was the formidable Nine-Headed Lion, once considered nearly invincible, and now reduced to a mere mount.
“You’ve made me hesitate. It would be such a waste to eat a golden lion like this right away. How about I eat a few of your heads and find you some healing treasures so you can regrow them? What do you think?” he said, his tone suggesting negotiation.
The human geniuses like the Fire Kingdom Princess were left speechless. Other non-human beings were horrified, finding this too brutal.
“Roar”
The Nine-Headed Lion roared, its golden light exploding and inundating the grassland.
“Don’t be angry, or I’ll eat you right away,” the little one threatened, feeling conflicted. He wanted to roast this ancient beast immediately but also considered keeping it as a mount.
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