Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

Ye Liuli snorted coldly in her heart.

"Even if it's comparable to the late stage of the Sea Opening Realm, so what?"

"Before my Void Realm, you are still just ants that I can crush with a flick of my wrist."

Right now, all she wants is to get on the field as soon as possible.

We will crush these arrogant and ignorant fools with absolute strength.

I want to prove to my sister that only I am qualified to stand by her side.

The competition continues.

Wu Tu did not make it to the next round.

He stood in the center of the blood arena, like an invincible demon god.

They won one battle after another.

He tore three challengers to pieces in succession using extremely cruel methods.

Unrivaled in popularity.

They were extremely arrogant.

"Who else?!"

Wu Tu, bathed in blood, laughed wildly to the sky.

"That spot is mine, Wu Tu's!"

"Who dares to come and die?!"

The audience was silent.

Those disciples at the Bone Realm who had still held onto a sliver of hope all lowered their heads, not daring to look Wu Tu in the eye.

The difference in their levels of understanding is too great.

Just then.

The array's light flashed once more.

The match list appeared on a light screen in mid-air.

Wu Tu, in battle, Ye Liuli.

The bustling arena came to a brief halt at that moment.

Countless gazes converged on the high platform.

That is the throne of the saint.

Ye Liuli stood to the side and slightly behind Fan Yin.

She stared at the name on the screen, her dark red eyes remaining completely still.

calm.

restraint.

It was like a stagnant pool.

She turned her head slightly to look at the Brahma, who was sitting on the throne.

"elder sister."

Ye Liuli's voice was extremely low, only the two of them could hear it.

"I'm going."

The chanting did not turn back.

Her eyes, hidden beneath the veil, remained fixed on the blood-soaked arena below.

She simply nodded calmly.

"Go."

His voice was cool and clear, yet it conveyed trust.

Ye Liuli bowed slightly.

Then.

She took a long stride forward.

His figure transformed into a dark red streak of light, gently descending from the high platform.

There was no earth-shattering burst of energy.

There was no shrieking sound that tore through the air.

She landed lightly in the center of the blood arena, like a falling leaf.

He stood opposite Wu Tu.

As she left the arena, a suppressed murmur rippled through the stands.

No one dared to make a sound.

The disciples of the Demonic Sect are used to walking on the edge of life and death; their emotions are always suppressed.

But even so.

The discussions continued, like an undercurrent.

"It's Night Ruri".

An inner disciple narrowed his eyes, his tone grave.

"The Saintess's personal bodyguard, an anomaly of the Shadow Asura Clan."

"This woman is very strong."

A deacon beside her nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on Ye Liuli's slender yet powerful figure.

"Ten thousand years ago, she was already at the mid-stage of the Sea Opening Realm."

"I've been by the Saintess's side all these years, enjoying top-tier resources."

"By now, he's probably already broken through to the late stage of the Sea Opening Realm, right?"

"affim."

Another person chimed in, their voice low.

"The origins of the Shadow Asura Clan are known for their killing and stealth."

"Once you reach the late stage of the Sea Opening Realm, you will have almost no rivals among those of the same level."

The group analyzed the situation.

His gaze swept back and forth between Ye Liuli and Wu Tu.

"Now, Wu Tu is in danger."

"Although he has just broken through to the mid-stage of the Sea Opening Realm and has also cultivated the Blood Sea Divine Kingdom, he is at the height of his fame."

"But against Ye Liuli, who is in the late stage of the Sea Opening Realm, there is a high probability that he will lose."

"Are we going to lose?"

A senior inner sect elder sneered and shook his head.

"You overestimate Wu Tu."

"I feel that Wu Tu won't last more than twenty moves against Ye Liuli."

"Look closely at that woman's aura."

All eyes turned to Ye Liuli once again.

It's too quiet.

Ye Liuli stood there, with no fluctuations of law emanating from her body.

but.

Any cultivator whose cultivation level has reached the Extreme Bone Realm or above can vaguely sense it.

Around the Night Glass, the light seemed to be subtly distorted.

That feeling was like facing a bottomless black hole.

All senses that try to reach out will be silently swallowed up.

"The momentum is too strong."

"Extremely restrained."

"Wu Tu has no chance of winning."

This is the judgment of most inner disciples.

At this time.

The highest floating grandstand in the Blood Arena.

Several core elders of the Boundless Realm were sitting upright in grand chairs.

They looked down at the night glass.

A barely concealed shock flashed in his eyes.

An elder with white hair picked up his teacup, and his voice, transmitted through divine sense, gently resounded in the minds of the other elders.

"The laws of the Sea Opening Realm have completely collapsed."

"This is not the late stage of the Sea Opening Realm."

Another elder put down the jade slip in his hand, his gaze deep.

"It is Guixu."

"That girl has broken through to the Returning to Nothingness Realm."

The elders exchanged glances.

They all saw the fear in each other's eyes.

Return to the Ruins.

Even if placed within the inner circle, they would be more than capable of serving as powerful stewards in their respective areas.

"Your Holiness has gone to great lengths for this guard."

"Forcibly using the Primordial Geng Metal Law to help her stabilize her collapsing Qi Sea, this level of expertise is truly admirable."

"There's no suspense left in this competition."

The white-haired elder took a sip of tea and gave his final conclusion.

"The only problem now is..."

"Wu Tu, how many more breaths can you hold out?"

It wasn't just a few moves.

It was a few breaths.

Guixu versus Pihai is a dimensional reduction attack on the level of life.

In the center of the bloody arena.

A dark red array of light slowly rose.

The Nightfall Glasses and Wu Tu were completely sealed within the duel space.

Wu Tu stood still.

He looked at Ye Liuli across from him.

The arrogance and swagger on his face subsided somewhat.

Instead, there was a chilling, venomous coldness.

He could feel the oppressive aura emanating from Ye Liuli.

But he doesn't think he will lose.

The Blood Sea Divine Kingdom, where life continues endlessly.

As long as a single drop of blood remains, he can instantly reshape his true self.

This is his greatest source of confidence.

"Senior Sister Liuli."

Wu Tu spoke.

His voice was hoarse, with a sticky malice about it.

"I have long admired your name."

He looked Ye Liuli up and down, admiring her stunning figure encased in black soft armor.

A restrained greed flashed deep in his eyes.

"I have long admired my senior sister."

"If Senior Sister loses today's battle..."

Wu Tu's lips curled into a wicked smile.

"How about we become my cultivation partners?"

"I promise you, I'll show you what true ecstasy feels like."

Verbal provocation.

Winning hearts and minds is the best strategy.

Wu Tu was trying to provoke Ye Liuli in this way.

As long as the opponent reveals a weakness, his Blood Sea Divine Kingdom can take advantage of the situation.

however.

Ye Liuli stood still.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

She looked at Wutu.

It's like looking at a corpse that has been rotting for countless years.

There was no anger.

No emotions.

Only utter indifference.

"The contest begins!"

In mid-air, the referee elder's cold voice crashed down.

hum.

The formation was completely closed.

Just a fraction of a second after the referee's voice fell.