Stepping Through the Nine Gates (Part Two)

"What—what—what, is this really a thunder technique?!"

"What—what—what, is this really the Golden Core Stage?!"

"What—what—what, is this really a person?!"

The spectators recovered from their shock, then erupted again.

Good grief, why were you so impressive? When other people summoned thunder, it was like tossing a firecracker. When you summoned thunder, you blew the roof right off! That was absurd!

Though the guardian had prepared in advance, even a glancing hit had burned his umbrella to ashes. He couldn't sit still any longer. He scrambled off the stage and bowed to Zheng Zetian.

"I am Tian Zifu of the Lou Guan Dao. It's an honor to meet you, fellow Daoist! How many lifetimes have you gone through by now? Why are you still competing in the arena? Please don't make fun of me!"

Zheng Zetian laughed when he heard that. Ink Bamboo Mountain really was full of hidden talents. This guardian, Daoist Tian, had actually seen through what was going on.

That was right. He didn't dislike swords, nor had he reincarnated to cultivate thunder techniques because he liked them. This was actually a classic shortcut developed by the old members of the Mystic Sect: reincarnate, then take the easy road.

After all, most of those old members of the Xuanmen who had no choice but to reincarnate were stuck at the Transformation Stage, unable to comprehend the Dao and unable to withstand the sixth or seventh tribulation thunder. But, conversely, throughout those long years of cultivation at the Transformation Stage, they spent most of their time studying how to deal with heavenly tribulation thunder—how to pass it, dodge it, and withstand it. So naturally, whether they wanted to or not, they all became proficient in thunder techniques and gained some insight.

So after these old Xuanmen cultivators disassembled