"At such a young age and already a Spirit Elder, you must be heavily nurtured within Spirit Hall. When I take your badges and gain my freedom, I'd love to see the expressions on those old men's faces."
The man burst into laughter. His Gray Wolf Martial Soul bristled, fangs bared.
"You two little geniuses picked the wrong person. For the sake of your ignorance, surrender now. I might grant you a quick death."
Chang Kong stepped forward with his staff. "You haven't even fought us. How do you know what we're capable of?"
"Brother Wu, use that move."
With a loud shout, flames once again wrapped around the Coiling Dragon Staff.
This time, however, he did not charge forward. Instead, he began spinning the staff in place.
Wu Qi hovered in midair as his purple Spirit Ring shone brightly beneath him.
"Third Spirit Skill, Storm Surge!"
The Azure Luan Martial Soul beat its wings, stirring powerful gusts of wind.
Multiple streams of wind merged together, sweeping up the undying flames from the Coiling Dragon Staff.
The flames released by Chang Kong were relatively weak on their own, but under the amplification of the raging wind, they began to spread like wildfire.
The gusts ignited into a blazing vortex, their destructive power rising exponentially.
"How is this possible!" The man's expression changed drastically, no longer as composed as before.
The Coiling Dragon Staff contained a sealed ancient Spirit Beast, and the flames on the Martial Soul originated from it.
The flaming tornado roared as it tore apart everything caught within it.
The coordination between their Spirit Skills had been practiced countless times. Now, when unleashed, it was at its peak.
"It looks impressive, but it's just for show!"
The man roared in anger. The single purple Spirit Ring beneath his feet flashed brilliantly.
His aura surged to a higher level as he charged directly into the flaming tornado.
Wind-type Spirit Skills focused mainly on control and were not inherently powerful.
But that was enough. What he did not know was that after releasing his Spirit Skill, Wu Qi did not need to remain stationary to continue channeling Spirit Power.
While the man was restrained within the flaming tornado, Wu Qi swiftly circled behind him and activated his first Spirit Skill.
Over the past five years of training, he had not been idle. His first Spirit Skill, Wind Blade Control, no longer required direct reliance on the Spirit Ring to be released.
Under his control, feather blades condensed into a massive blade and slashed toward the man.
Although Wu Qi's Spirit Power rank was not high, the flaming tornado he created was visually overwhelming.
Even from a great distance, it could be seen clearly.
Criminals wandering outside the city began moving toward the scene.
With such a huge disturbance, once the battle ended, both sides would surely be exhausted.
These were not kind people. Each of them hoped to arrive at the battlefield to seize some advantage.
The combined assault of the flaming tornado and Wu Qi's front-and-back attack shattered the man's fourth Spirit Skill state. Immediately afterward, Chang Kong charged in from the side and plunged a dagger coated with poison into the man's body.
Poisoned and completely cut off from retreat, the man ultimately fell in hatred.
When the battle ended, Wu Qi wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a breath of relief.
With the advantage of the environment and the coordination of their Spirit Skills, they had ultimately relied on poison to defeat him.
Wu Qi could not help but suspect that this man was most likely not just a low-level Spirit Ancestor.
Chang Kong laughed. "Good thing the little deer helped us detect that poison. Otherwise, killing this guy would've taken much more effort."
Earlier, when they discovered the poison in the wilderness, Wu Qi had decided to make use of it. He had Chang Kong grind it up and coat it on the dagger. Unexpectedly, it proved crucial at a critical moment.
With the purple badge in hand, Chang Kong's mission was finally complete.
Suddenly, the two realized something was wrong.
"We never asked how to withdraw…"
If they simply flew out of Death Canyon, they might be mistaken for escapees by the Spirit Hall guards stationed outside and shot down on the spot. Before they could think further, the sounds of fighting erupted nearby.
The criminals roaming the wilderness were not good people. In their rush to reach Wu Qi's battlefield and scavenge for gains, they ran into one another and began fighting.
Unintentionally, this resolved a crisis for the two of them.
Wu Qi frowned. "Let's head back to where we entered. Maybe someone is there to receive us."
To avoid encountering those criminals, Wu Qi grabbed Chang Kong's arm, and the two withdrew through the air.
It did not take them long. Following the path they had taken upon arrival to the end of the canyon, they found Fifteen Ton Douluo waiting there.
"Grandfather, we've completed the mission."
Chang Kong rushed forward excitedly and took out the purple badge.
Fifteen Ton Douluo nodded. "Well done. Your Death Canyon mission is successfully completed."
On the way back to Spirit Hall, Fifteen Ton Douluo could not help but ask, "Do you know what it means to complete the Death Canyon trial?"
Chang Kong looked confused.
Wu Qi, however, seemed to recall something.
In the original timeline, Hu Liena and the other two were able to enter Spirit Hall's Golden Generation precisely because of their performance in the Death Canyon trial.
Wu Qi did not know what mission they had received, but his own survival mission was clearly the least demanding among all the tasks.
Seeing his expression, Fifteen Ton Douluo smiled helplessly. "You don't need to belittle yourself."
"I saw the battle just now. Killing a Level 44 Spirit Ancestor across ranks, you were the main force. Chang Kong only assisted from the side."
The Golden Generation could only be nominated by the Pope's Hall. However, Wu Qi and Chang Kong had contributed almost nothing to Spirit Hall so far. Completing just one trial mission was still far from enough.
"Third Brother has said that next you two should enter Spirit City Academy. Being closer to us old fellows will make it easier to guide your future cultivation."
Spirit Hall Academy was the dream of countless people, and Chang Kong was no exception.
Wu Qi, on the other hand, seemed somewhat reluctant.
Fifteen Ton Douluo noticed but said nothing.
Upon returning to the Worship Hall, the two had safely completed a month of trial. The several worship elders could not help but praise them.
Strictly speaking, the dangers they encountered during this trial had not been fatal, which gave Chang Kong some unwarranted confidence.
"Grandfathers, are you sure the Death Canyon trial is that difficult?"
The moment he said it, Wu Qi hurriedly covered his mouth.
It was not that the trial was easy, but that Wu Qi's ability to fly had helped them avoid deadly danger. Moreover, for a long time afterward, they had stayed in the outskirts, avoiding many unnecessary conflicts.
If their assigned mission had required them to operate within the inner city, it would have been a near-certain death situation.
Qian Daoliu did not respond, but Fifteen Ton Douluo stepped forward and kicked him. "Brat, this is not the place for your reckless talk! You completed the mission so quickly—don't you understand why?"
Seeing the expressions of the worship elders and Wu Qi, Chang Kong lowered his head silently.
Qian Daoliu raised a hand. "Sixth Brother, young people being rash is understandable."
"Third Brother, take them down for now. Make the subsequent arrangements according to your plan."
After leaving the Worship Hall, Chang Kong felt as if he had been pardoned.
"That scared me to death. If Grandfather Qian had gotten angry, my grandfather would've hung me up and beaten me again."
Among the worship elders, Glowing Feather Douluo was the easiest to talk to, followed by Azure Luan Douluo.
Azure Luan Douluo smiled faintly. "The reason Sixth Brother was angry is because you lack a sense of reverence."
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