Chapter 243: Thunder and Thunder Are Still Different

The foreign strongman, who had been very confident, suddenly felt pressure.

"Jin Bin, Mountain God, are you confident you can obtain the National Jade Seal?"

A strongman from Bangzi Nation asked.

The person he asked was a strongman regarded as a Mountain God in Bangzi Nation.

He has lived for over a thousand years, and today is his first step onto Long Guo's soil.

Jin Bin said proudly, "I am a Mountain God; these people are mortals, naturally not my opponents. This time I will certainly obtain the National Jade Seal and the Jiuzhou Ding."

"The Mountain God truly is mighty; we await your good news."

The strongman from Bangzi Nation said excitedly.

"Perhaps I need not act; after all, you are a Well God. If you act, you might sweep through Long Guo. Gods and mortals are still different."

Well God drew his neck back, feeling a bit embarrassed and not daring to speak.

He is a vicious ghost over two thousand years old; he was drowned in a well long ago, his resentment never dissipated, turning him into a vengeful spirit, and over two millennia he cultivated to his current strength.

However, compared with the Mountain God, he is far weaker, let alone the strongmen of Long Guo.

At this moment, he cannot lose his confidence.

"I will do my best."

Well God said proudly.

"Excellent. If anyone from Long Guo happens to defeat you, I will step in then and let them know what divine wrath is."

Jin Bin said coldly.

"Great Mountain God, your divine might is invincible."

Well God said excitedly.

Many cultivators of Long Guo cast their gazes over and then showed a mocking expression.

With such strength, they dare to claim divine mandate and are unafraid of shortening their lives.

These so‑called gods, like some mountain spirit beasts or wandering ghosts in Long Guo, occupy a temple and dare to call themselves gods.

In reality, they are ordinary spirits; true strong cultivators would eliminate them with ease.

The nine arenas were stained with blood, but the arenas seemed to have a self‑cleansing function; the blood that fell vanished.

Qin Yang looked thoughtful and glanced at Ying Feng.

He thought something was off; it wasn't a self‑cleansing function at all, but the arena absorbing the blood.

In other words, the winner was using this chance to absorb the cultivators' blood.

What are they doing?

Of course, this is merely passive collection; the blood spilled from the fights would have to be cleared even if not gathered.

And the winner's action, in Qin Yang's view, is just waste utilization, nothing noteworthy.

Therefore, he saw no need to expose others.

Ying Feng smiled, feeling a bit embarrassed and worried.

"Don't worry, no one will think that deeply."

Qin Yang's voice reached Ying Feng's ears.

Ying Feng instantly let out a sigh of relief.

The battle continued; in half a day, all personal grudges were settled.

Dozens of cultivators died.

That number was somewhat shocking.

Those present fell silent.

Even the victors of the fight could not speak at this moment.

Cultivation seeks longevity, yet now they sacrifice life over personal grudges.

The shock of life fading serves as a huge stimulus for many cultivators.

Next, they will contest for the National Jade Seal and the Jiuzhou Ding.

Who will step onto the stage first?

The crowd exchanged glances; there are no rules here—whoever endures to the end claims the final reward.

But once on the stage, even the strongest will not face a rotating battle.

Thus, no one steps up now.

Unless one has absolute confidence in one's own strength.

At that moment, Qin Yang prepared to step onto the stage.

Because he has a reason that compels him to obtain the National Jade Seal.

Before Qin Yang moved, others acted.

The Well God of Bangzi Nation charged forward, stood on the arena, faced the crowd's gaze, and said proudly, "I claim this round's cultivator summit reward. Anyone who disagrees may step up and duel me."

The entire arena fell silent.

No one expected that the first to ascend would be a "god" from Bangzi Nation.

Well God.

All cultivators of Long Guo were stunned.

A vicious ghost with strength equivalent to a Golden Core, just shy of Nascent Soul level—where does this guy's confidence and courage come from?

Sure enough, the cosmic Bangzi Nation is just different.

A Nascent Soul‑level cultivator stepped up, acted immediately, and slapped the Well God to death.

He then, with an apologetic face, said to the crowd, "Esteemed seniors, I did not come for the reward; I simply cannot stand this arrogant Bangzi. If I have done anything wrong, please do not mind too much, esteemed seniors."

That Nascent Soul stage cultivator said, he came from a large sect, the Nurturing God Sect.

Although it is not a top-tier sect, in the cultivation world its name can already be shouted out.

"You dare kill the Well God, you deserve to die."

At this moment, the Mountain God called Jin Bin was already angry.

He directly charged onto the fighting platform.

In front of him, having killed his companion, he will definitely avenge his companion.

Seeing Jin Bin enter the fighting platform, that Nascent Soul stage cultivator's expression turned solemn, saying: "Equivalent to a Spirit Transformation expert, though I don't know his methods, we can have a fight Shìshì."

He is very confident, actually wanting to fight Jin Bin,

The opponent's strength is equivalent to just entering the Spirit Transformation level, while this cultivator himself has late Nascent Soul strength.

Otherwise, he would not say he wants to fight the opponent Shìshì.

Jin Bin directly Dòngshǒu, he unleashed Thunder Summoning Technique, bolts of lightning fell upon the late Nascent Soul cultivator.

That late Nascent Soul cultivator, originally somewhat nervous, but after feeling the might of the lightning, immediately let out a sigh of relief.

His true essence surged throughout his body, he summoned a nine-layer treasure pagoda, which emitted a soft divine light, actually blocking those lightning bolts.

The seemingly powerful lightning merely caused the nine-layer treasure pagoda to sway slightly.

"Is that all? If you only have this much strength, today I, Gu Fan, will first take a double kill."

Gu Fan laughed lightly and said.

The opponent's strength is not weak, but the way he uses his energy is truly too lowly.

That Thunder Summoning Technique just now had some power, but for a Spirit Transformation stage expert to unleash such power is truly insufficient; his combat strength is far below his cultivation level.

"Arrogant."

Having said that, Jin Bin flashed his figure and directly rushed over.

His speed is extremely fast, actually intending to engage in melee combat.

The next moment, he punched a hole through Gu Fan's body.

Jin Bin showed joy, but soon his expression turned solemn.

That was not Gu Fan's true body at all.

Gu Fan exploded, turning into a talisman that burned up.

"Substitute Talisman."

Gu Fan appeared in another direction, then he formed seals with both hands and began to summon thunder.

Jin Bin discovered Gu Fan, and immediately wanted to rush over to kill him.

The next moment, his expression changed slightly, sensing a familiar power.

A bolt of lightning fell, directly shooting toward him.

Jin Bin sneered, "Just a mere bolt of lightning; he can withstand it, for he himself is an expert in summoning thunder."

At the very moment the lightning struck his body, Jin Bin Hòuhuǐ, finally understanding that lightning and lightning are also different.