Qin Jiu did not want Xiang Shaoyun to monopolize the limelight. He had to perform stunningly if he wanted to become the young guild master. Thus, he had volunteered to fight. Many of the young Gods knew what Qin Jiu had in mind, and they all volunteered to fight as well.
With his halberd raised, Gongsun Sanyang said, "Who dares to fight me?"
A terrifying burning power erupted from his body as a golden crow manifested behind him, showcasing his mighty combat prowess.
"Hmph. I can smell the bloodline power of my golden crow race. You must have extracted the blood essence of someone from my race. I, Wu Yanlie, shall burn you alive as an offering to my dead brethren," said a woman who was emanating a thick flame power.
She was mesmerizing and dressed in a revealing outfit that showcased almost half of her voluptuous figure. She was none other than Wu Yanlie, the golden crow race's princess.
"Since everyone is fighting, count me in," said Ji Feixian.
Mo Du, Shi Gong, and the other young Gods also stepped forth and challenged the aliens.
"Haha, I did not expect to encounter something so interesting so quickly. Let's fight. We'll see just how strong the humans are."
"Um. Let's go. We're here to temper ourselves anyway. These humans might be weak, but they're still good enough to serve as whetstones for our blades."
...
Dozens of young aliens stepped out. All of them were Gods at the fifth stage or above. They each found a human, and an intense battle erupted between the two sides. By this point, the other humans had arrived. They knew very well what this confrontation between the young geniuses meant.
If the humans lost even this confrontation, there would be no hope for humanity. Those from Xiang Shaoyun's group had arrived as well. Even Xiang Yangzhan, Purple Lightning Marquis, Ling Ziruo, and Song Tiandao, who were in seclusion, had arrived. All of them had grown considerably during their seclusion.
"I'm not even 1,000 years old, so I can also be considered a young God. Let me have some fun!" said Xiang Yangzhan as he charged into the battlefield with his lightning spear.
Many had neglected Xiang Yangzhan, but he was only hundreds of years old. He might not be participating in the fight for the young guild master position, but that did not mean that he was older than many of the young Gods.
With the primal chaos spring water and primal chaos lotus seed, he had reached peak eighth-stage God Realm. He hadn't entered the ninth stage, but he had still managed to forge the Primal Chaos Lightning God Physique, which granted him strength comparable to a ninth-stage God.
He became one with his lightning spear and charged a ninth-stage God, a silverhorn beast. Silverhorn beasts were extremely rare species specializing in lightning. Xiang Yangzhan's sole reason for challenging it was simple—he wanted to make the beast his mount.
There was no denying that Xiang Yangzhan was an extremely confident person. The silverhorn beast was also in the top 50 among the many young alien Gods and was no weaker than Niu Meng. With his powerful lightning, silverhorn beast could rarely find an opponent within the same cultivation level.
"Human, for daring to challenge me, I'll cook you alive with my silver lightning!" said the silverhorn beast ferociously. He then threw 1,000 punches out, sending a torrent of silver lightning fists flying toward Xiang Yangzhan.
In his human form, the silverhorn beast attacked fiercely like a dragon. His fist intent was imposing, and his high-tier silver lightning spread over a wide area, wreaking destruction everywhere.
Xiang Yangzhan welcomed the attack with his primal chaos lightning. One lightning spear after another shot forth, colliding against the silver lightning fists. Some even shot toward the silverhorn beast from tricky angles.
The silverhorn beast's next action proved him worthy of being among the strongest of the young alien Gods. Layer upon layer of a scale-like defense formed over his body and blocked the spear strikes.
"You dare call something so weak the primal chaos lightning? Why don't you become my male concubine?" said the silverhorn beast as he stepped forth and sent a massive leg toward Xiang Yangzhan.
Skystamp Lightning!
The stomp contained all the silverhorn beast's strength. It attracted a large amount of silver lightning to form a terrifying leg powerful enough to probably crush over ten stars at the same time.
"Nice!" Xiang Yangzhan's purple hair whipped about, and electrical currents crackled around his lightning spear like lightning snakes. Soon, a massive lightning spear manifested and stabbed at the incoming leg.
Skyraising Strike!
Xiang Yangzhan held nothing back as he used his primal chaos lightning, unleashing a lightning power that was as berserk as the most original of lightning.
The two attacks collided, resulting in an overwhelming level of destruction.
The silverhorn beast had believed that he would be able to suppress Xiang Yangzhan. Thus, having his stomp stopped came as a complete surprise. In fact, the spear had stabbed a big hole through his leg, causing him to bleed profusely.
Before the silverhorn beast had the chance to recover, Xiang Yangzhan branded the primal chaos profundity he had obtained from the lotus seed into his lightning. He then sent the lightning into the silverhorn beast's body to erase the alien's life force.
Roar!
The silverhorn beast was forced to transform into his main form, and he started roaring. His main form resembled a unicorn but looked much more ferocious. He had the head of a wolf, the body of a horse, the paws of a tiger, and the tail of a lion. This was a truly rare and unique beast.
His entire body was enshrouded in lightning as he attempted to devour the primal chaos lightning, but he found that he couldn't do so. He started panicking. Xiang Yangzhan took the chance to attack repeatedly, not giving the silverhorn beast any chance.
"Be my mount or die!" demanded Xiang Yangzhan in a domineering manner.
"Dream on, lowly human!" replied the silverhorn beast indignantly. A fatal attack erupted from the horn on his forehead and shot toward Xiang Yangzhan.
The attack, launched with the essence power unique to the silverhorn beast race, could contend against even a Nine Revolutions Realm expert. Xiang Yangzhan sensed the threat of death and channeled more energy into his spear to take on the attack.
Rumble! Rumble!
He was sent flying away with blood spraying out of his chest. Even his organs were visible from the deep wound. A destructive lightning power was madly devouring his life force. One could say that this battle had ended with both of them suffering.
The silverhorn beast couldn't get rid of the primal chaos profundity, so his only choice was to suppress it for now. He hurriedly fled toward his warship. In his current condition, he needed the help of a Nine Revolutions Realm expert.
"You should be honored to be offered the privilege of becoming my father's mount. Stay," a voice suddenly rang out beside the silverhorn beast's ear.