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As he gradually calmed down, he understood why the Peacock Demon King had brought Pretty Girl to participate in the Ancestral Court Elite Tournament. Their purpose was somewhat similar to his own reason for having the Lion Tiger Sword Saint compete. This was clearly preparation for Pretty Girl\'s future inheritance of the throne.

If Pretty Girl could display her remarkable abilities in the competition, and perhaps even achieve a very high ranking in the end, the Peacock Demon King would naturally be able to announce her as his successor and even directly pass on the throne to her in the near future. Therefore, it was imperative to help her defeat her opponents. The individual competition might not be easy to control, but the team competition would be much easier with him by her side.

Today, he had defeated a God level strong, and Tang San still had confidence in the Elite Tournament. Of course, he did not rule out the possibility that descendants of powerful races could also possess the strength to challenge God Rank, but he deeply believed that, with his own determination and the stimulation from Pretty Girl, he would surely be able to overcome powerful enemies. This was also a good opportunity to see just how strong the opponents below the peak of the Demon Monster Land could be.

Of course, some of the abilities he had used in the battle with the patriarch of the Ice Maiden Clan, Huang Bingbing, such as the time-space marker, were not allowed in the competition.

Once he returned from the Ancestral Court, the first thing Tang San had to do was to begin the preliminary refinement of the time-space marker to make it usable for him. Although with his current Cultivation base he could not truly unleash the full might of the time-space marker, as long as he was able to tap into a minuscule part of it, that would already be comparable to the existence of a divine tool.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and a subtle divine light shone on Tang San\'s countenance. At this moment, he was truly full of confidence! This was the power of love!

Tang San informed Zhang Haoxuan that he would also be participating in the competition, and he assured him that he would be very cautious. With a little over two days left before the start of the competition, he did not intend to spend these days just staying in the hotel. He wanted to take advantage of this time to visit two places he had always wanted to go to, thus saving time. After the Elite Tournament was over, he would be able to leave the Ancestral Court and return to Jiali City immediately.

Since Pretty Girl was coming to participate in the competition this time, she should not continue her seclusion after returning. Moreover, it is very likely that she would start the transition of power in Jiali City. In such a critical period, she would definitely need him. Thus, he must seize every moment.

After having lunch, Tang San called for a carriage and quietly left the White Tiger Grand Hotel. The White Tiger Grand Hotel was incredibly lively now, with many of the strong competitors staying there, and the number of visitors was endlessly streaming in, many times busier than usual.

Sitting in the carriage, Tang San announced his destination, and the carriage smoothly moved along the streets of the Ancestral Court. Tang San closed his eyes and silently adjusted his state to be in optimal condition.

Half an hour later, the carriage slowed to a stop, and the coachman respectfully said, "My lord, we have arrived."

"Mhm, just wait for me here," said Tang San as he alighted from the carriage and looked up at his destination.

Majestic mountains presented in reddish hues, not because of their natural color, but due to countless red flowers covering them. These flowers varied in size and species, but all bore a similar shade of red. From afar, it seemed as though the mountain was an ever-burning peak, a sight to behold.

Indeed, this Holy Mountain belonged to the one known as the Tianyang Spirit King, the strongest of the Spirit Monster race in the Rihchen Empire, owning the title of one of the four Heavenly Spirit Emperors.

At the pinnacle of the towering mountain, a fiery red palace stood proudly, as if it were situated in the most intense part of the flames.

From the title of Heavenly Spirit Emperor, Tang San knew that although this emperor belonged to the plant category, the power he possessed must be the most yang and the most rigid existence.

It was the result of numerous cultivations, a powerful bloodline that had mutated and couldn\'t even be passed down. The Tianyang Flower that appeared at the Ancestral Court auction before was likely birthed from his very essence. So what about the flowers on this Holy Mountain? The descendants of the Tianyang Flower? Or were they formed by the influence of its aura?

While pondering, Tang San had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The path that extended up from the base of the mountain was a straight trail. There weren\'t many climbers on the mountain path, of course, there were still a few more than at the Crystal Great Demon Emperor\'s side—at least within the range of Tang San\'s vision, there were about a dozen or so. And that was it. It was far fewer than the thousands often seen at Sword Saint Mountain.

Considering the scarcity of climbers on this revered mountain, the emperor should be quite wealthy and probably indifferent to such matters. It was just unknown whether they would be poorer in comparison.

After paying ten Elemental Coins, Tang San arrived at the foot of Mount Tianyang.

The temperature in the air seemed to have risen somewhat, becoming a little warmer, but it wasn\'t as scorching as he had imagined.

The faint scent of flowers wafted in the air, the fiery red color invisibly lifting one\'s mood.

Just warmth? Tang San maintained a skeptical attitude. He adjusted his state and then stepped forward, entering the staircase to climb Mount Tianyang.

The moment he set foot on the first step, suddenly, everything around him changed.

The flowers and grass that were in sight disappeared, a thunderous rumble reached his ears, and the temperature abruptly became scorching. He saw a stream of fiery hot magma flowing down right in front of him, heading straight for his feet.

The stairs were still there, but the entire Holy Mountain seemed to have completely turned into an active volcano, and moreover, one that was erupting. There was no volcanic ash in the air, but on the ground and the mountain body, magma was flowing everywhere. The fervent temperature felt as if it could evaporate him in an instant.

Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Tang San dodged the flowing magma under his feet, trying to continue climbing upwards. But as he stepped onto the second level of steps, the amount of magma in front of him suddenly increased drastically, covering over two-thirds of the step\'s surface, and numerous spatters of magma flew towards his body to cover him.

Tang San no longer dodged; he wanted to test what changes this fiery magma could bring. The Lion Tiger Golden Gang burst forth, turning into a platinum-colored flame on the surface of his body, blocking the magma\'s assault.

The magma fell on the Lion Tiger Golden Gang and made a series of "sizzling" sounds. To Tang San\'s surprise, the Lion Tiger Golden Gang, despite its strength, was rapidly dissolving. Tang San had only tried using its devouring feature for an instant before immediately stopping. It could devour, but the searing energy that it absorbed was almost too much for his body to bear. The temperature was too high; if he absorbed it all, he was afraid he would literally be playing with fire and burn himself.

Couldn\'t withstand it directly? Then what was he supposed to do?

As the Lion Tiger Golden Gang rapidly depleted, Tang San\'s brows furrowed. His Lion Tiger Golden Gang, with its state, combined with the compressed bloodline power of his own, was comparable to a level 9 strong person of the First level Bloodline. Could it be that a level 9 strong person with a First level Bloodline couldn\'t climb the first few steps of Mount Tianyang? Then the challenge here would be too great. But from what he observed at the base of the mountain before, there were still climbers who could reach halfway up the mountain. It shouldn\'t be this difficult.