In the center of the Ninth Pass, mountain ranges rose and fell, a continuous sea of peaks.

Amidst the lofty mountains and precipitous ridges, however, there was a flat, expansive piece of land. On all sides, ten towering peaks stood, encircling it like a protective embrace.

On the central plain, which was the final destination of this Ninth Pass, figures now stood. Their auras were formidable as they stared each other down, every pair of eyes filled with hostility.

At the same time, their eyes were also fixed on the bases of the ten mountain peaks, where ten long corridors led straight into the mountains’ bellies.

These ten corridors were the passages leading to the Battle Platform. Once they crossed through, they would reach the final Battle Platform.

Before one of the corridors, the figure of Wudao stood quietly. His black robes fluttered, his expression cold, giving off an air of indifference to all living things.

Wudao. True to his name, he killed without principle, cold-blooded and merciless.

He had now reached the Spiritual Spring Sixth Layer, his Combat Power was unfathomable, and he struck fear into the hearts of others. He stood there, and no one dared to come within nine meters of him, unable to withstand his terrifying might.

Countless fearful gazes only served to highlight how powerful and extraordinary his figure was. He stood alone, staring at a figure on the opposite side.

White hair cascaded like a waterfall, and his eyes were a brilliant blue. He wore a snow-white long robe, making every inch of him appear white.

Although the aura around his body was restrained, it still gave off an imperceptible, suffocating pressure. The primordial beast lurking within his Dantian was enough to make one’s heart tremble in fear.

He was none other than the Illusion Spirit King, Beize Yunzhuo!

Beize Yunzhuo’s blue eyes were also fixed on Wudao, his Battle Intent surging. He was itching to fight right then and there to see who was superior.

But in the end, they both held back. After all, nothing would be more satisfying than defeating their opponent on the Battle Platform!

RUMBLE!

As noon approached, shadows fell over one of the mountain peaks. Pairs of wings could be seen unfurling as they flew through the air.

Each pair of wings was several dozen feet long, soaring through the sky with an air of looking down on the world.

And at the very front was a pair of golden wings over a hundred feet long. They gleamed with a metallic luster under the sunlight, and the killing intent they concealed was laid bare.

Compared to those behind, it was like a bright moon among a field of stars—utterly distinct.

"Yuh Huatian!"

"Yuh Huatian, the one who defeated Yuh Yuzhen in a single move and seized the title of the Feather Race’s number one genius!"

Gazing at the figures in the sky, the crowd cried out in alarm. The aura of the young man with the golden wings was so similar to that of Wudao and Beize Yunzhuo.

Indeed, Yuh Huatian was also a master at the Spiritual Spring Sixth Layer!

His arrival blotted out the sky and covered the sun as he descended from the void.

"You. Get lost, now. We’re taking the spot you’re standing on."

From the sky, a domineering and forceful voice boomed like rolling Thunder Sound, deafening all who heard it. Strand after strand of Divine Sense locked onto a position on the northern peak.

A group of youths stood there—they were the Nan Family’s contingent.

Hearing the cold shout from the sky, a person from the Nan Family’s group stepped forward and said angrily, "You of the Feather Race, aren’t you taking things too far? We were standing here first. On what grounds do you demand we leave?"

This person was none other than Nan Rong.

"On what grounds? Here, strength is everything. You’re not strong enough, so when I tell you to get lost, you get lost."

A young man from the Feather Race at the Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer, who had just landed, rebuked him coldly.

As he spoke, a longbow appeared in his hand. He immediately unleashed a terrifying streak of light that pierced the void, shooting rapidly toward Nan Rong without holding anything back.

Nan Rong instantly felt as if he were being targeted by a venomous snake. A cold shiver ran down his spine, and his body froze in place, as if he could neither block nor dodge this arrow.

"You’ve gone too far!"

At the head of the Nan Family contingent, Nan Shan’s expression darkened as he blasted a Palm Seal forward.

RUMBLE!

The Palm Seal expanded as it flew, blocking the man’s arrow and disintegrating it before continuing to blast toward the young man.

Seeing this, the golden-winged youth in the void narrowed his eyes, his gaze turning exceptionally sharp. An aura erupted from him, like a primordial beast bursting into the world.

Below, both Wudao and Beize Yunzhuo looked up, their expressions a mixture of gravity and curiosity.

’Just how strong is this Yuh Huatian?’

"You must be the strongest one here. If you can take one move from me, I’ll let all of you go."

Yuh Huatian spoke faintly, his tone filled with disregard. The number one genius of the Nan Family had to take one of his moves just for the Nan Family to be spared.

Hearing this, Nan Shan’s expression turned ugly. This was a clear show of contempt and disdain for him!

RUMBLE!

Yuh Huatian drew a golden longbow that was densely covered with golden Inscriptions. It shone with a dazzling golden light, and the sharpness and killing aura it emitted sent a chill through people’s hearts.

SWOOSH!

He drew the bowstring, and a sheet of golden light showered down, blasting toward Nan Shan like rays of sunlight piercing through clouds.

Nan Shan formed a Sealing Technique with both hands. A great white tiger roared into existence, shattering the void as it swept toward the sheet of golden light.

RUMBLE!

The endless golden light wore down the great white tiger, continuously eating away at it until it faded and disappeared. Only then did the golden light resume its charge downward.

"Get back!"

Nan Shan’s face changed drastically as he shouted.

RUMBLE!

The ground trembled violently. Nan Shan’s body was sent flying by the terrifying aftershock, and he smashed headfirst into a block of greenstone, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Witnessing this, everyone turned pale with horror. Many of them were familiar with Nan Shan. The number one genius of the Nan Family had been defeated, just like that.

Yuh Huatian was just as terrifying as the legends claimed!

"Brother Nan Shan!"

Seeing this, Nan Rong and the others’ expressions changed drastically. They rushed toward Nan Shan and helped him up.

Nan Shan stared at Yuh Huatian and said coldly, "Yuh Huatian truly lives up to his name as the Feather Race’s number one genius!"

As he finished speaking, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"Now, are you going to get lost or not?"

Yuh Huatian’s expression didn’t change as he stared at Nan Shan.

"Let’s go." Seeing this, Nan Shan, his face a mask of humiliation, led the Nan Family contingent away from the northern area. ’He was the number one genius of the Nan Family, yet he couldn’t even block a single strike from Yuh Huatian. How pathetic!’

RUMBLE!

Finally, Yuh Huatian and the other members of the Feather Race landed on the spot where Nan Shan and his people had been standing.

On the other side, Ye Wushuang, who was walking over, chuckled when he saw this. "What a character, that Yuh Huatian."

Qianling asked in confusion, "Junior Brother, what is it?"

Yangg Qing’er, Ye Rou, Meng Fanx, and the others all turned to look, their faces filled with confusion.

"Yuh Huatian is doing this to build up his own prestige!"

"Before this, he was completely unknown. It wasn’t until the Barbarian God Battle Platform began that he seized the title of number one genius from Yuh Yuzhen in one fell swoop, finally making a name for himself."

"But just defeating Yuh Yuzhen isn’t enough to make people see him in a new light. Some might even think the Feather Race deliberately threw the match. Therefore, he needs to prove himself again, and the way to do that is to find another powerful person and defeat them!"

Ye Wushuang said, his eyes fixed on Yuh Huatian the entire time.

"So from the looks of it, Yuh Huatian used both Yuh Yuzhen and Nan Shan as stepping stones."

Qianling frowned, then reminded him, "Junior Brother, you need to be careful. Yuh Huatian has openly declared that he’s going to kill you."

"He wants to kill me, I know."

Ye Wushuang also gave a cold smile. From the moment the Feather Race’s Clan Leader had moved against him, he knew that the conflict between him and the Feather Race would only end in death.