C300 Vermillion Bird Burning

Demon Realm Cultivator thought that Lee Zhuohua was just a clown who wanted to take advantage of this moment to show off, so he looked at Lee Zhuohua with extreme disdain.

In his eyes, people like Lee Zhuohua either felt good about themselves or wanted to let everyone notice his existence at this moment.

There was a type of people in the world. They clearly didn't have any abilities, but they liked to use others to increase their reputation. This was commonly known as freeloading popularity. He didn't care if someone called him names or mocked him, because if someone paid attention to him, his reputation would rise, and that was the purpose of such a person.

The Demon Realm Cultivator thought that Lee Zhuohua was the same kind of person, so he looked at him from the corner of his eyes with disdain.

"You haven't reached the Astral Realm yet, have you? With your strength, you still have the nerve to come up here? Don't you think you are too ignorant?" The Demon Realm Cultivator had already been angry because of what happened to The Mad Demon earlier, and now that he saw Lee Zhuohua, he wanted to use this opportunity to ridicule him.

Lee Zhuohua thought that the Demon Realm Cultivator would say something, but he didn't expect that it was to mock him. This made Lee Zhuohua speechless. He did not know that the other party had already thrown him into the group of people who wanted to take advantage of his popularity.

However, Lee Zhuohua was not angry. He thought that the other party was angry because of the failure of leaving his name on the stone monument. Lee Zhuohua did not say anything to him about this.

But Lee Zhuohua ignored him, which made the Demon Realm Cultivator feel even more uncomfortable in his heart. In the Demon Realm Cultivator's heart, even if Lee Zhuohua was the type of person who would take advantage of others' popularity, he should at least have a respectful attitude towards those who were stronger than him.

He was a Done Gang-level Cultivator, but his opponent wasn't even in the Astral Realm yet, yet he still dared to ignore him.

"Hmph, you are nothing but a clown. If you want to give it a try, I'll let you try. I want to see how strong you are." The Demon Realm Cultivator snorted and stood to the side.

He was sure that Lee Zhuohua was here to take advantage of the heat. It was impossible for him to leave a mark on the stone monument, so he was not in a hurry to humiliate Lee Zhuohua. Instead, he stood to the side and wanted to wait for Lee Zhuohua to fail before mocking him.

When Lee Zhuohua heard the Demon Realm Cultivator's disdainful words, even though he was calm and composed, he still felt a trace of anger, because he felt that it was a little baffling. He didn't even collide with the other party at all, and the other party just came over to mock him. It seemed that the other party wanted to put the humiliation that The Mad Demon had suffered on him.

Thinking of this, Lee Zhuohua laughed in his heart. He felt that this person was really interesting, with a feeling of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

However, Lee Zhuohua did not make a fuss about it. In his eyes, although the opponent had already touched the edge of the three disasters, he still could not win against a casual strike from him.

Therefore, even though Lee Zhuohua was somewhat unhappy with the Demon Realm Cultivator in his heart, he did not pay too much attention to him.

He calmed himself down and focused his attention on the Obsidian Tablet in front of him. He began to recall the scene of The Mad Demon attacking the Obsidian Tablet and calculated in his heart how much strength it would take to leave a mark on the Obsidian Tablet.

When the Demon Realm Cultivator walked to the side and saw Lee Zhuohua standing motionless in front of the stone monument, deep in thought, a cold smile appeared on his face.

"You're just putting on an act." He let out a light snort. He thought that he had thought it right. He thought that Lee Zhuohua was just here to get the heat he wanted. Standing in front of the stone monument and putting on an act was just for everyone to see. In his heart, Lee Zhuohua would definitely not attack the stone monument.

Once Lee Zhuohua made his move, he would definitely fail, so he was definitely just putting on an act.

The Demon Realm Cultivator had the same thought as the people around him who had yet to leave. They had originally planned to leave, but because they felt that they could not leave their names on the stone tablet, they had no interest in staying any longer.

However, the appearance of Lee Zhuohua made them stop in their tracks and choose to watch, not because they wanted to see Lee Zhuohua bombarding the stone monument.

They looked at it from afar. They felt that the strength of Lee Zhuohua's aura was inferior to that of the Demon Realm Cultivator, so they did not believe that Lee Zhuohua would be able to successfully leave a mark on the stone monument. They only stayed behind to watch Lee Zhuohua make a fool of himself.

"Do you think he'll hit the stone?"

"Impossible, right? With his strength, there is no way he could have left a mark on the stone tablet."

"Then why is he still in front of the Obsidian Tablet?"

"What else can he do? He's just trying to show off. When he really makes a move, I'm afraid that he'll make a fool of himself. I bet he won't attack the stone tablet."

The crowd also felt that Lee Zhuohua was just putting on an act, and wouldn't attack the stone monument at all. Some people even bet that Lee Zhuohua wouldn't attack.

On the other side of the crowd, there was another group of people who were staring closely at Lee Zhuohua's back. Their thoughts were completely different from the crowd's. They believed that Lee Zhuohua would definitely leave a mark on the stone monument, because they had seen Lee Zhuohua's strength before.

They were Di Chixing's group.

"These people are really blind, but this is good as well. Through this Obsidian Tablet, we can let the people of the other two realms know that I also have The New Hegemon in my Ancient Sun Realm." Di Chixing heard the discussions of the surrounding spectators and thought to himself.

Di Chixing and the others had seen the power of Lee Zhuohua's attack before, so in terms of strength, they would not question Lee Zhuohua. On the contrary, what they were thinking about was what rank Lee Zhuohua would be able to reach on the Obsidian Tablet. After all, Lee Zhuohua was their Gu Yang's New Hegemon.

On some level, they hoped that Lee Zhuohua would be stronger than The Mad Demon just now, but after witnessing The Mad Demon's strength, they were a little uncertain as to whether Lee Zhuohua was stronger than The Mad Demon or not. Everything depended on what rank Lee Zhuohua could be ranked on the Obsidian Tablet.

The appearance of Lee Zhuohua immediately attracted the attention of everyone here. Everyone was guessing whether Lee Zhuohua really wanted to bomb the Obsidian Tablet or was just putting on an act.

Meanwhile, Lee Zhuohua's attention was completely on the Obsidian Tablet, so he did not pay attention to the discussions of the surrounding people.

He was recalling the scene of The Mad Demon bombarding the Obsidian Tablet.

"The Mad Demon's Qi and blood can only be ranked number two. What if the Mad Demon uses its full strength? Perhaps it can surpass that Shen Lang's ranking. "Lee Zhuohua guessed.

The Mad Demon had also guessed this before she left, but he did not think that Shen Lang had used all his strength when he left his name on the stone tablet. If he lost, then he lost. The Mad Demon had her own pride, so she would not find an excuse for herself.

However, Lee Zhuohua was different. He did not care about the ranking on the Obsidian Tablet, what he cared about was where the highest point of the Obsidian Tablet's access to the Depository of Scriptures was.

"If the Mad Demon can obtain the first two levels by being second place, does that mean that the first place can obtain the third level?" Lee Zhuohua was calculating the reward mechanism of the Obsidian Tablet in his heart, but no matter how he guessed, without trying, he would never know what kind of reward the first place would receive.

"We still have to preserve some of our strength. If we reveal some of our methods here, it will be troublesome for us to meet The Mad Demon and the others in the future." Although Lee Zhuohua wanted to attack with all his strength, he had still considered his future plans, so he restrained his impulse. The reward was indeed important, but he was not alone now. The people from Yan Lai City were still waiting for him.

Thinking about this, Lee Zhuohua stopped hesitating. He put away his thoughts, and had already decided how much strength he would use to attack the Obsidian Tablet.

"Let's do it like this." Lee Zhuohua muttered.

A red inscription began to move from the depths of his dantian. Suddenly, a hot force was transmitted from the inscription.

It was the Vermilion Bird's keepsake.

Lee Zhuohua didn't plan to use the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, nor did he plan to use the Dao Fruit Of Life. He had also given up on the Extreme Death Aura. The actions of The Mad Demon and the Demon Realm Cultivator just now had touched him. He planned to use the power of the martial arts to borrow the power of the Vermillion Bird to attack the stone monument.

Lee Zhuohua moved the Vermilion Bird Inscription in his body and a layer of red light immediately appeared on the surface of his body.

The surrounding people originally thought that Lee Zhuohua was putting on an act, but when they saw Lee Zhuohua's actions, they were a little surprised.

"Humph." The Demon Realm Cultivator, who was still waiting to watch a good show with Lee Zhuohua, also let out a cold snort when he saw that Lee Zhuohua was actually planning to attack the Obsidian Tablet. He looked at everything with a cold gaze.

Under everyone's gaze, the scarlet light on Lee Zhuohua's body became more and more intense. There was no fluctuation of aura at all, but there was a scorching heat wave that swept out from his body.

Lee Zhuohua formed a seal with his hands and the red light on his body began to slowly roll. In a moment, a completely red image of a vermilion bird condensed above his head.

"Boom!"

The snake neck, the back of the turtle, and the wings that hung down like the morning sky. His entire body was burning with raging flames, and the power of the vermilion bird burned the horizon. From afar, it looked extremely shocking.

When the people around them saw this scene, they were all stunned, because it was different from what they imagined. They didn't understand what was going on.

When the Demon Realm Cultivator saw the vermilion bird above Lee Zhuohua's head, his heart was greatly shaken, as if he could feel a level of suppression spreading out from the level of his soul.

"This... This is? " The Demon Realms Cultivator's eyes opened wide as he looked at the vermilion bird above Lee Zhuohua's head. He did not know how to use the power of martial arts. He thought that Lee Zhuohua was like him and had also touched the edge of the three disasters, causing him to be extremely shocked in his heart.

Now, when he saw the unusual phenomenon on Lee Zhuohua's head, he thought that Lee Zhuohua was also someone from the Demon Realm, because the level suppression he felt came from the Sky Wolf bloodline in his body.

Because of the strange phenomenon on Lee Zhuohua's body, no one around him or the Demon Realm Cultivator dared to look down on Lee Zhuohua anymore. Their eyes were fixed on Lee Zhuohua, wanting to see what he would do next.