Battle of Mortal Transformation

"I am Bai Yufeng, a subordinate general under the Great General of the Nation!"

The general cupped his hands and shouted, his voice echoing throughout the venue, drawing everyone's attention to him. Clad in silver armor and wearing a silver helmet adorned with two upward-pointing quills, his handsome and upright features were striking.

What a magnificent silver-armored general!

Qin Jun praised him inwardly. He had no memory of Bai Yufeng from his previous life; Bai Yufeng was certainly not just a subordinate general.

Most importantly, Bai Yufeng possessed cultivation at the Mortal Transformation Realm. He hadn't expected the Gan Yue Kingdom to be so deeply hidden.

The commoners and cultivators surrounding the Vermilion Bird Stage were whispering amongst themselves, wondering who this Bai Yufeng truly was.

At this moment, from the Cang Lan Kingdom's seating area, Song Lang flickered and appeared on the Vermilion Bird Stage, cupping his hands and stating, "Song Lang, from the Cang Lan Kingdom."

He appeared quite ordinary standing before Bai Yufeng, losing significantly in both appearance and aura, which caused the commoners and cultivators below to burst into laughter.

"General Bai, fight hard! Defeat him!"

"You must bring glory to the Gan Yue Kingdom!"

"Why haven't we heard of General Bai before?"

"He's merely a subordinate general."

"Forget it, with that presence, he could be a main general!"

Qin Jun listened, feeling a surge of nervousness. Damn, if Bai Yufeng won, Nan Meng would surely win too. Would he even have a chance to compete then?

He instinctively asked Guan Yu, "Who do you think will win?"

"Song Lang," Guan Yu replied tersely, then closed his eyes, clearly uninterested in the duel on stage.

Qin Jun immediately felt relieved.

Daji, beside him, rolled her eyes. "You're a Prince, why would you want your own country to lose?"

"Heh heh, with you all here, how could we possibly lose?"

Qin Jun chuckled shamelessly. Daji didn't reply, but the slight upturn of her lips indicated her pleasant mood.

"Activate the array!"

Shen Yan suddenly shouted loudly. As soon as his voice fell, a faint purple light curtain rose from the edges of the Vermilion Bird Stage, instantly shooting into the clouds.

A magic array!

Qin Jun's eyes lit up. Magic arrays were similar to mechanisms but far more profound. Based on spiritual energy, they could not only defend against enemies but also be used for cultivation. Previously, when he was comprehending divine abilities at the Xuanling Sect, he had relied on the sect's magic arrays to help him resist.

He hadn't expected the Vermilion Bird Stage to have a magic array, but then he thought about it and felt it was understandable. After all, the Vermilion Bird Stage was surrounded by commoners, and if cultivators used their abilities, it could easily cause widespread accidental injuries.

"Your country's Purple Light Prison Array is said to be an Earth Grade magic array. Is this true?"

Zhu Yishi asked one of the Gan Yue Kingdom princes closest to him with great interest. Magic arrays and magic tools were divided into Yellow, Profound, Earth, and Heaven Grades, with each grade further split into lower, middle, and upper tiers.

The grading was very similar to cultivation techniques and spells. However, for cultivation techniques and spells, the first two grades were Mortal and Spirit Grades, with each grade further divided into levels.

Within a kingdom, whether it was cultivation techniques, spells, magic arrays, or magic tools, those reaching Earth Grade or above were extremely rare. Their appearance always caused bloodshed. Of course, the Purple Light Prison Array belonged to the royal family, so no one dared to try and seize it.

"Of course! The Purple Light Prison Array is our country's most powerful magic array!"

The prince Zhu Yishi had asked was extremely obese. Without a second thought, he replied proudly.

"Second Brother, shut up!"

Qin Yu, not far away, said coldly. The obese prince flinched.

Second Prince Qin Lie, among the many princes, was at the bottom in all aspects. No, Qin Jun used to hold that position.

"Fifth Prince, why the anger? After all, the Second Prince is also your brother," Zhu Yishi said with a smile, causing Qin Lie to nod.

That's right!

I'm your second brother. You told me to shut up in front of everyone, where does that leave my face?

Thinking this, Qin Lie became displeased, his gaze towards Qin Yu filled with anger.

"Qin Yu, you..."

"Silence!"

A stern voice interrupted Qin Lie. Just as he was about to retort, the words caught in his throat, and he looked at the Dry Emperor on the dragon throne in front of him with a face full of panic.

The Dry Emperor glanced at Zhu Yishi and said, "You are quite good, much better than these useless sons of mine."

"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty," Zhu Yishi replied with a cupped-hand smile. Meanwhile, the princes felt unbalanced, their gazes towards him filled with hostility.

With a single sentence, the dispute stirred up by Zhu Yishi was resolved, and the princes were united against him.

Truly an emperor!

Zhu Yishi sighed inwardly. His own father had once said that although the Dry Emperor was not as good as the previous generation, his methods were something even his father couldn't match. Unfortunately, the Dry Emperor was too eager for quick success, which had caused the Gan Yue Kingdom's national strength to continuously decline.

As the Great General, Nan Meng had been campaigning for years. In the past five years, his cultivation had barely progressed because he was always leading troops into battle and had no time to cultivate.

As for practical combat experience, he had long reached a bottleneck.

"Stop at a reasonable point. The first match officially begins!"

Shen Yan shouted loudly on the Vermilion Bird Stage. After speaking, he quickly retreated to the side. The battle between two Mortal Transformation Realm experts was not something he, a peak Golden Core Realm cultivator, could intervene in.

"Please guide me!"

Bai Yufeng shouted in a deep voice. As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and a Red Tassel Silver Spear appeared out of thin air in his hand, clearly from a Storage Ring.

Song Lang raised his hand, signaling Bai Yufeng to attack first.

Such a contemptuous attitude deeply provoked Bai Yufeng. He immediately thrust his spear forward, stomping his foot. It was as if a silver light flashed by. Song Lang's speed was also incredibly fast. With a leap, he easily dodged the attack.

With a boom!

Bai Yufeng bent his legs and sprang up, leaping like a cannonball and chasing directly after Song Lang.

The two of them moved so fast that Qin Jun's eyes couldn't track them at all, let alone the common people and most cultivators. They all watched with bated breath, no one daring to even gasp.

The generals sitting in the pavilion were equally tense.

"I hope Bai Yufeng doesn't disappoint me."

Qin Yu murmured as he looked at Bai Yufeng, his hands gripping the armrests of his chair tightly, his palms covered in cold sweat.

Although Bai Yufeng was Nan Meng's man, he had a connection with Qin Yu. Therefore, if Bai Yufeng won, Qin Yu would naturally be happy. He could even use Bai Yufeng's victory to undermine Nan Meng's military power.

Although the Dry Emperor's expression was calm, he didn't dare to blink.

Under his leadership, the Gan Yue Kingdom had already lost one duel between the two nations. He did not want to lose a second time.

Unfortunately, although Bai Yufeng's initial offensive was fierce, it was quickly suppressed.

Song Lang only dodged for three rounds before counterattacking. With a wave of his right hand, spiritual energy condensed into a giant blue hand, which directly slammed Bai Yufeng to the ground.

Seeing him fall from dozens of meters high made Qin Jun feel the pain.

The white jade rock of the Vermilion Bird Stage was even smashed with a shallow pit, showing how great his strength was. Even if Qin Jun attacked with all his might, it would be difficult to damage the Vermilion Bird Stage.

Bai Yufeng sprang up with a flip, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He brandished his spear with one hand, and in an instant, a white dragon formed from spiritual energy coiled around him, looking extremely magnificent. Faint dragon roars echoed.