Invincible starts with predatory terms

Li Changsheng stood in the silent night, a gentle breeze caressing his cheek, as if whispering ominous premonitions.

Li Ling'er's words still echoed in his ears; her advice gradually calmed his heart and strengthened his resolve.

"I can't give them another chance."

He muttered to himself, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes.

He knew that his negligence had almost ruined his master Yang Fan's efforts, filling him with guilt.

Now, he had to regain control of everything, allowing no more mistakes.

However, fate always loved to play tricks.

On his way back to his residence, he keenly sensed that someone was following him.

Li Changsheng's heart tightened, that terrible premonition returning once more.

He secretly adjusted his breathing and quickened his pace. Soon after, he turned into a secluded alley, catching a glimpse of several furtive figures from the corner of his eye.

Li Changsheng judged that these people were not local bandits from Shanhai Town, but perhaps pawns of that mysterious expert.

He suddenly stopped, turning around to unleash a palm strike with thunderous force, repelling the figures.

"Ouch, have mercy! We're just small-time thieves, it has nothing to do with the mysterious expert!"

Before the cry finished, one of the bandits shouted in panic. Li Changsheng chuckled, the heavy weight in his heart slightly lifted.

However, he did not intend to let these reckless individuals who disturbed his peace off so easily.

A cold light flashed in his pupils, and he struck again with lightning speed, knocking each of them back. "You bunch of overestimating fools, daring to challenge the patience of the Son of Destiny."

Li Changsheng said coldly, his words exuding immense pressure.

Upon hearing the four words "Son of Destiny," the robbers showed fear, one of them even muttering Yang Fan's name, his eyes filled with awe and terror.

"Scram if you don't want to die!"

Li Changsheng shouted sharply.

The robbers scattered like frightened birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions, not even daring to look back.

Li Changsheng watched their retreating figures, feeling a slight sense of triumph, but the conspiracy hidden behind Shanhai Town still puzzled him.

He stood there, lost in thought, as if searching for guidance from the night sky.

"If anyone else comes looking for trouble, let them see what true destiny really is."

He murmured to himself, then turned and disappeared into the night.

The night in Shanhai Town was like a deep pool, and Li Changsheng was preparing to carve a clear path through this dense fog.

He knew that this was just the beginning, and his journey had only just begun.

Li Changsheng stepped out of the dark forest, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to brighten immediately.

He slightly raised his chin, took a deep breath of Shanhai Town's fresh air, his eyes revealing unprecedented determination.

"The Towering Pagoda."

He muttered softly, his voice full of anticipation. This stone tower, it was said, led to the heavens, something countless cultivators dreamed of, hoping to comprehend the Great Dao and obtain the opportunity to ascend.

But Li Changsheng knew that his goal was far more than that.

The spirited face of Yang Fan appeared before his eyes; his master's effortless demeanor filled him with admiration and inspired him to face every challenge.

As the Son of Destiny, he bore not only his own achievements but also the mission to help his master Yang Fan realize his grand ambitions.

The night deepened, and Li Changsheng's steps were unhurried, but each one was firm and powerful.

The Towering Pagoda stood tall and majestic, appearing especially mysterious under the starry sky.

"Tang Hao, a remnant of the Xuantian Sect."

He whispered the name, and Yang Fan's expression when mentioning Tang Hao involuntarily appeared in his mind.

"Perhaps, this is a great opportunity for me to hone myself."

Li Changsheng thought of Yang Fan's earnest expectations and secretly made up his mind.

In front of the Towering Pagoda, many cultivators from all directions had gathered, each with different expectations and ambitions.

As Li Changsheng approached, many people began to discuss his identity.

"The Son of Destiny, I've heard that his strength is unmatched in Shanhai Town."

A cultivator nearby said with awe.

"Brother Zhang, Li Changsheng is not just unmatched in Shanhai Town; he's also here this time for the remnants of the Xuantian Sect."

Another cultivator interjected, his tone carrying a hint of admiration.

Li Changsheng walked past the chattering crowd, as if he hadn't heard them.

His calm and determined gaze was focused only on the Towering Pagoda not far away.

He understood in his heart that he was not only here to challenge but also to fulfill that unbearable destiny.

"Tang Hao, just wait for me in this tower. No matter what conspiracies you have, I, Li Changsheng, will defeat you one by one!"

Li Changsheng muttered in his heart. He believed that as long as he faced every trial with courage and wisdom, he would eventually be able to follow the guidance of destiny, overcome all obstacles, and create his own bright path.

And this would be the best answer he could give to Yang Fan. With the night wind, he resolutely raised his foot and walked towards the legendary Towering Pagoda that led straight to the clouds.

Inside the Towering Pagoda, Li Changsheng and Tang Hao faced each other, the air thick with tension.

Fine beads of sweat formed on Tang Hao's forehead. He knew that if this continued, his secrets would be completely exposed.

"Li Changsheng,"

Tang Hao glared, his voice filled with unwillingness,

"Don't think I'll give up so easily!"

Before the words finished, Tang Hao suddenly waved the magical artifact in his hand. In an instant, the surrounding space trembled, and rays of powerful formation light bloomed around him.

The entire tower seemed to have all its light extracted, becoming extremely dim.

Li Changsheng stared intently at the raging energy, a slight movement in his heart.

He hadn't expected Tang Hao to master such a shocking formation.

"Tang Hao, you are stronger than I imagined."

Li Changsheng's expression remained unchanged, his tone carrying a hint of admiration.

However, this admiration felt more like humiliation to Tang Hao.

"Humph, don't be too proud, I will make you regret this!"

Tang Hao shouted, the magical power in his hands suddenly increasing, his whole being seemingly transforming into a bolt of lightning, heading straight for Li Changsheng.

"It seems, I must calm you down a bit."

Li Changsheng murmured, a glint of sharpness flashing in his deep eyes.

Suddenly, Li Changsheng's hands moved slightly, the Xuan Qi within his body surging like a torrent, instantly transforming into countless Xuan Heaven Sword shadows.

These sword shadows crisscrossed, forming an insurmountable barrier, forcibly withstanding Tang Hao's fierce attack.

"This is the Xuan Heaven Sect's secret technique? Combined with Li Changsheng's strength, it's actually so powerful..."

Tang Hao was shocked, he had never imagined that he would be forced into such a situation in such a short time.

After a brief silence, Li Changsheng chuckled, his expression calm: "Let me take you away from this meaningless battle."

Immediately, the sword energy in his hand burst out, pointing directly at Tang Hao.

The sword energy was like thunder, splitting through the darkness, instantly forcing Tang Hao to retreat repeatedly.

His figure was unsteady, and in the end, he suffered a heavy blow, fresh blood slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

On the other side of the tower, a heated dialogue between Li Ling'er and Zhang Feng was also taking place.

"Li Ling'er, sometimes, you are too naive."

Zhang Feng sneered, his words full of contempt for strength, "Your title as the Chosen Daughter of Heaven is nothing more than that."

"Zhang Feng, do your actions befit the teachings of the Xuan Heaven Sect?"

Li Ling'er asked angrily, her eyes flashing with stubbornness, "You abandoned my fellow disciples outside, simply because of your own selfish desires."

"This is a world where the strong prey on the weak, you need to adapt."

Zhang Feng said nonchalantly, never expecting Li Ling'er's persistence to be so firm.

"This stubbornness is meaningless in the face of power."

Zhang Feng turned away dismissively, saying no more.

At the same time, Yang Fan in the shadows took in everything.

A hint of pride flashed in his heart, the growth of his disciples making him very gratified.

With this experience, the information flow from the Heavenly Fate Plunder System came, and new abilities were gradually being added.

"It seems, there is still a need to work hard."

Yang Fan whispered to himself, a faint smile rising at the corner of his mouth.

He had already begun to calculate how to better utilize the system and lead his disciples to continue climbing to higher peaks.

At this time, the Tongtian Tower was shrouded in brilliant starlight, reflecting the different expressions and destinies of these young cultivators.

Before the Xuan Heaven Sect's outer sect competition was about to begin, everywhere was filled with a tense and fiery atmosphere.

Li Changsheng stood beside arena number 4, looking around, silently reciting his master Yang Fan's teachings to him.

He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination.

This competition was not only to show his strength, but also to prove his master's vision in accepting him as a disciple, to prove that he would not fail Yang Fan's expectations.

"Changsheng!"

A familiar voice came, Li Ling'er running from afar, her figure particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

"Remember to be careful, don't underestimate your enemy."

She said with concern.

Even though they were assigned to different arenas, they still supported each other.

Li Changsheng nodded, revealing a confident smile:

"I will, and so will you."

With the sound of a bell, the competition officially began.

Li Changsheng quickly ushered in his first match in arena number 4.

His opponent was a young man with a cultivation base reaching the first level of the Acquired Realm, with a confident expression, but faintly revealing a trace of unease.

"You are Li Changsheng?"

The young man asked, the magic weapon in his hand already glowing.

Li Changsheng smiled faintly: "Indeed, but let me see your strength first."

Before the words were finished, he had already flashed out, his footsteps as light as a swallow, his sword momentum like a rainbow.

Li Changsheng's speed made the audience in the arena hold their breath.

In an instant, his sword went straight for his opponent's vitals.

The young man responded hastily, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes, wanting to parry, but always a step slower.

Li Changsheng's attack was completed in one go, forcing his opponent to retreat repeatedly.

"Is this Junior Brother's power?"

The surrounding audience couldn't help but gasp, many people showing admiration in their eyes.

The continuous attacks quickly defeated the young man, and he finally raised his hand helplessly, announcing his surrender.

Li Changsheng put away his sword intent and nodded slightly.

Winning so easily made him feel a little surprised, but more importantly, he saw Yang Fan smiling in the shadows, and felt that all this effort was worth it.

At the same time, Li Ling'er also began her duel in arena number 7.

Her opponent was skilled in scheming, repeatedly using illusions in battle to try to interfere with her.

Li Ling'er's eyes were like torches, calmly analyzing the opponent's tricks, and finally broke through the illusion with fierce sword skills, winning with one strike.

Yang Fan looked at his two disciples from afar, and a sense of relief and expectation surged in his heart.

The inspiration and abilities brought by the Heavenly Fate Plunder System were gradually emerging.

He believed that this was not only a trial for his disciples, but also an opportunity for him to move towards a higher realm step by step.

His eyes became more and more firm: "The road ahead is still long."

As dusk fell, the arena was covered with orange afterglow, and the crowd below gradually dispersed.