Not long after, they all arrived at the Main Arena.The arena that had already been filled by hundreds of cultivators, now became even more than before.Thousands of cultivators gathered around the arena. Filling every corner. Filling every place where they could stand.The Main Arena that should have been the place of battle between Kael and Chen Haoran, now changed to become the place of battle between Kael and Huang Jianfeng.A battle far more important. A battle concerning the honor of two great sects.Of course, all Nine Grand Elders were present there.Chen Tianwei, Chen Mingxia, Chen Yuhuan, Chen Fuzi, and the five other Grand Elders, all stood in their respective pavilions.In her pavilion, Chen Mingxia stood with arms folded in front of her chest. Her face showed a complex expression. Her eyes looked toward the arena with a gaze full of confusion.In her mind, thoughts kept spinning."Li Xin. Should I support him, or hope he loses?"This was a difficult dilemma. On one side,

In the special guest pavilion, cultivators from the Heaven-Splitting Heavenly Sword Sect stood with reddened faces. Their mouths tightly closed. Their eyes looked toward the arena with bitter expressions.No one dared to say anything. No one dared to move.They felt like clowns in a circus, who had laughed arrogantly earlier, now became objects of laughter.Their arrogance that had been so clear earlier, that said Huang Jianfeng would win easily, that mocked Li Xin as a lowly human from the Lower World, now felt like a hard slap on their own faces.Then, a loud voice echoed from their pavilion."JIANFENG!"Huang Tianlung stood from his chair, his face serious, eyes emitting sharp light."DON'T PLAY AROUND ANYMORE!"His voice full of restrained anger."RELEASE ALL YOUR POWER! NOW!"Huang Jianfeng hearing his master's shout, immediately nodded hard. His face that had been pale, now became red from embarrassment and anger."Yes, Master!"He shouted in a tone full of determination.In his

The moment that golden-yellow pill entered Huang Jianfeng's body—WUSHHHHH!!!An extraordinary aura exploded from his body. Bright golden-yellow light radiated from every pore of his skin, illuminating the entire arena like a small sun."ARGHHHH!!!"Huang Jianfeng shouted loudly. But not a scream of pain, but a scream from feeling extraordinary power flooding his entire body.Veins in his neck and arms bulged. His muscles expanded slightly, becoming bigger, stronger. His eyes shone with intense golden light.And most amazing, the cut wounds covering his body, that had still been bleeding fresh blood, stopped bleeding. The flowing blood dried quickly.In a matter of seconds, all the cut wounds on his body had dried completely. Only leaving scars and traces of dried blood."This—!"Huang Jianfeng looked at his own hands with eyes widened full of admiration."This power—!"He clenched his hand and felt extraordinary energy flowing inside."Amazing!"A wide smile appeared on his face. A s

All eyes stared at the Main Arena with tension.The thick dust fog covered the entire battle area. No one could see anything. No sword flashes. No energy sparks. No sounds of battle.Only silence.A silence so gripping it felt like something was pressing on everyone's chest."What's happening in there?"One disciple whispered in a tone full of anxiety.No one answered. Everyone was too tense to speak.One minute passed.Two minutes passed.And that dust fog finally began clearing, slowly, little by little, like a curtain being opened gradually.And what was visible behind it... made the entire arena fall silent.Huang Jianfeng lay on the arena floor. His body motionless. His magnificent yellow robe now tattered and soaked with blood. And most horrifying, both his hands from the elbow down, severed. Clean and neat cuts, blood pooling on the floor around him.But all that didn't hold attention the longest.Because not far from Huang Jianfeng...Li Xin lay on his back with eyes wide open

The moment that last word left Huang Tianlung's mouth, Chen Wuji moved.No warning. No more verbal threats. Only pure action.WUSHHHHH!!!His body disappeared from where he stood, then reappeared right in front of Huang Tianlung in less than a fraction of a second. Speed surpassing ordinary human eye limits. The speed of a fourth-level Primordial Realm cultivator.His right hand raised, and spiritual energy radiated out with terrifying intensity. Dazzling white light enveloped his entire arm, forming a sword blade made of pure aura. A sword without physical form, yet far sharper than any metal.KRAKK! KRAKK! KRAKK!Each of his steps created large cracks in the Main Arena floor. High-level spirit stones that should have been able to withstand Transcendent Realm cultivator attacks easily, now shattered like glass under Chen Wuji's aura pressure.Huang Tianlung reacted quickly.His hand moved to the sword at his waist, pulling it out in an instant. A long sword with golden blade and intr