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The painting showed a beautiful scene. It was not green mountains and rivers, but a river that flowed between the two mountains. The bamboo raft floated on top of the river, and the water was beautiful, but a few jumping fish beasts could attract people's attention at any time.

To those wild beasts that only have instincts, their strength is great and they are creatures of the ninth heaven, commonly known as Wild Beast s. Legend has it that it was because they lost their consciousness during the primitive era, that caused them to lose it. It was passed down from generation to generation, and became the Wild Beast of today.

The few disciples on the raft looked at each other from afar, but at this moment, they were not in the mood to kill. The surrounding Wild Beast gave off a shocking aura, and not just them, but the third type of Wild Beast outside as well.

The floating bamboo rafts gradually appeared unstable, but the disciples on top of them were not standing in the air, it was clear that they were still within the Incarnation Stage.

"Roar!" Suddenly, sharp sawteeth jutted out from the water, splashing out waves several zhang tall. This fish beast was several zhang long, and as everyone saw it, it rushed towards a disciple to bite him.

"Scram." The disciple revealed a flustered expression. His hot palm burned with billowing smoke. This Dao technique contained the power of fire and was almost materialized. There was no need to doubt his cultivation.

However, the reality was cruel. Before he could strike with his palm, the Fish Beast swung its tail first. Under the loud and clear slapping, that disciple was thrown into the water.

Then, a disciple suddenly appeared. He had already lost his qualifications.

"So mystical?" Seeing them disappear from the center and reappear in the middle of the painting, it was as the voice had said, they would not actually die.

This was the first time they had ever heard of the existence of such a mystical formation within the Sect of many disciples, including the third type from the older generation.

Very soon, the first person appeared, followed by the second and third. They were all people on the river, and the strength of the fish beasts had reached a point where they were unable to give an answer.

Following their appearance, the painting began to spin. Yellow sand covered the ground, and the faint outline of the skeleton could be seen. There was a rustling sound on the ground, as if a great danger was coming from underground.

At that place, as some disciples walked, they inexplicably trembled, their feet sank deep into the yellow sand, and before any of them could react, they loudly cried out in pain, and their hands kept on slapping the ground. All sorts of dao techniques flew out, but they were unable to save anything, inch by inch, they sank into the yellow sand, and not even a single trace of blood could be seen.

This person quickly came out, but his face was gloomy. He already had a feeling that such a shameful scene would be seen by the people outside, because the scene was still filled with yellow sand.

After he appeared, the painting continued to move until it seemed to be aimed at a single person.

One could tell from her elegant demeanor that if she wasn't born extraordinary, she was an extraordinary person with extraordinary strength.

In the face of constant danger, he walked slowly, as if he was enjoying the scenery along the way. He paid no heed to those dangers.

Just at this moment, his feet sank into the yellow sand.

"A sand beast?" A slight smile displayed his elegance. Even if he appeared on the stage like this, he was still much stronger than the others.

But to him, he would not give in. The thick Spiritual Energy, together with the sand under his feet, had finally revealed the sand beast that everyone was looking forward to.

It was like a scorpion, but when the claws of the sand beast recombined with its lower jaw, even if it was slightly slower, it would devour it and cut off its claws inch by inch.

However, a giant hand formed from spirit energy suddenly crushed the sand beast, turning it into a pile of yellow sand.

"Yu Ziqi?" On the platform, someone exclaimed.

"Rumor has it that he's the last disciple of the Sect Master?" The other person immediately explained.

As they spoke, the second group and the third group couldn't help but pay more attention to the people in the painting.

In front of the sound transmission stone, the old man smiled and asked, "Kid, is this your disciple?"

"Reporting to Taizu, while I was outside, I took this disciple in by chance. I don't know when he arrived at the Sect, nor do I know that he is actually someone from my Sect." The middle-aged man spoke the truth.

"Looks like this person has some ability." The old man's face darkened. He had lived for hundreds of years, but he seemed to be able to see through many unknown truths.

After Yu Ziqi crushed the sand beast, it suddenly rose into the air, and with the huge palm pressing down on the ground, it continuously dispersed the sand, forming a perfect piece of land.

Yu Ziqi stared blankly, what was he observing?

After an unknown period of time, his hands and ten fingers began to move in a certain rhythm. The final miracle gradually appeared.

"Could this be the three great mystical techniques of Sect?"

"Is it a strange magic that can predict all supernatural things?"

Following their words, Yu Ziqi, who was in the middle of the screen, displayed perfection to those of the same sect members who were paying attention to him.

In front of him, another painting also appeared, which was displayed step by step. The process of the sand beast nurturing and growing up, and in the end, the painting became nothing more than a mirage.

Knowing the growth of an overlord would often allow one to achieve victory by surprise and find a way to deal with it.

Indeed, while rushing, Yu Ziqi avoided the sand beasts perfectly and left behind many marks. As long as a sand beast approached, it would form a palm and destroy the sand beast.

The sand beasts rely on yellow sand to grow, and they belong to the earth. The only way to quickly remove them is to use wood-type dao arts to disintegrate from the inside. Their interior is like a void, and they only rely on special sand at the core to maintain their integrity. Yu Ziqi was full of confidence, he pointed out the sand beast's weakness as he walked, as if he knew that others were paying attention to him.

"Formidable, he is indeed one of the second category experts. It seems like he might be able to advance to the third category." Expectations are high.

"Even so, in terms of power, it doesn't seem very powerful." Some people even pointed out their flaws. That palm strike just now seemed to be extremely powerful, but its power was unable to reach the deep levels of Spirit Transformation Stage.

"Master, this person is very dangerous. Be careful." Lan Yueru couldn't help but remind Yu Ziqi that she seemed to know him.

"That's right, we saw it with our own eyes that day, how he mistreated his servants, completely disregarding them." Qin Bihai said with a trembling voice and a deep fear.

"The heart of a beast with a human's face?" Yun Chen looked deeply at Yu Ziqi, and stopped looking at the painting, and closed his eyes.

Based on the distribution of formations, it would take a long time for them to witness a battle between experts of the second tier. They might not be able to arrive for quite a few days.