How can simply creating a sect make you invincible?

Xiao Ningyun returned to the jade table, eating spirit fruit while saying, "Too weak, not fun at all."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yiyi and Uncle Wang were speechless.

"Master Ning, you drew number 30, right? It's time for your turn to go on stage," Liu Yiyi said with a smile.

"That's right, I did draw number 30."

"Brother, you have to keep going!"

"Don't worry, Yun'er, your brother won't lose. Among my peers, no one here can defeat me." After saying that, Ning Tian turned and walked towards the arena.

Liu Yiyi and Uncle Wang exchanged a glance, both shocked by Ning Tian's words: "Are all disciples taught by the Great Emperor this confident?"

The fervor at the Heavenly Capital Arena never subsided, with hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the audience constantly exclaiming in surprise. The duel on the stage remained exciting, with everyone exchanging blows.

Only a few exceptional talents who have reached the Saint Realm can end a battle quickly.

The referee gave the whistle: "Duel number 30! Ning Tian VS Mo Feng!"

The voice resounded through the sky, and from the other side of the arena, a figure clad in a black robe and surrounded by a dark and malevolent aura suddenly stepped out.

Mo Feng, a 27-year-old peak Heavenly King Realm expert, specializes in Yin Sha Deception Path. His movement techniques are unpredictable, and his sneak attack skills are unparalleled among his peers. He once killed more than 30 geniuses of the same level in a secret realm. His methods are ruthless, and he has a notorious reputation. He is a ruthless character feared by countless people.

He looked up at Ning Tian, ​​who stood calmly, and saw that he was only fourteen or fifteen years old and seemed unremarkable. He immediately curled up a sinister smile, his eyes full of mockery and contempt.

"Where did this brat come from, daring to step onto the stage and join the fun? Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, I'll cripple your cultivation and let you know the cruelty of the battlefield of geniuses!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Feng's figure suddenly became ethereal, enveloped in a sky full of Yin Sha black mist. A pitch-black evil blade condensed at his fingertips, carrying a sharp wind that could tear bones apart, and stabbed straight at Ning Tian's chest. His move was a killing move, extremely ruthless!

The cultivators below the stage felt a chill run down their spines, and many whispered in alarm, sensing that Ning Tian was about to encounter danger.

Faced with this fatal blow, Ning Tian remained standing still, his posture unwavering, his cold eyes calm and undisturbed, showing no intention whatsoever to dodge.

Only when the demonic blade was an inch away from him did he slowly raise his right hand, his five fingers clenched tightly, his bones and muscles throbbing, and the boundless sovereign power of heaven and earth frantically gathered on his fist!

Boom!!!

The formless and intangible sovereign rules exploded with a deafening roar, golden supreme Dao patterns crawled all over his fists and arms, and an overbearing divine might that suppressed all ages and ruled over all living beings instantly crushed the entire scene!

Ning Tian directly used the Dominator Fist!

No complicated moves, no drawn-out power build-up, just a simple punch that blasts out!

Wherever the fist passed, the Yin energy in the sky instantly dissolved into nothingness, the eerie black mist crumbled inch by inch, and the heavens and earth trembled violently!

Mo Feng's sinister smile froze instantly, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and an extreme fear from the depths of his soul swept over his entire body. He was horrified to discover that his spiritual power, movement techniques, and evil skills were utterly useless in the face of this punch, like ants trying to shake the sky!

Before he could even muster the slightest thought of resistance, the overwhelming and domineering power of the Sovereign's fist had already crashed down upon him!

Snap! Plop!

A sharp crack and the sound of blood splattering rang out simultaneously!

Mo Feng's protective aura, which he had gathered from all his cultivation, shattered instantly. All his bones and tendons broke, and his spiritual energy in his dantian was shattered by a single punch!

As if struck by an ancient divine mountain, his body suddenly withered, and blood rained down from his mouth. Before he could even let out a scream, he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, and he completely lost consciousness!

The referee shouted loudly: "Ning Tiansheng!"

Ning Tian ignored the commotion and walked gracefully off the stage.

The cultivators in the audience were shocked again. Their hearts, which had just calmed down, started pounding wildly again. They stared in horror at the figure of the young man, feeling a sense of suffocation overwhelming them!

"Holy crap, one move after another, what kind of monsters are these?"

"One is named Ning Yun, and the other is named Ning Tian. Could they be siblings?"

"That's quite possible; they do look alike."

"I remember now! I remember who he is!"

"Who is he? Which sect or faction does he belong to? Tell me quickly!"

"He is the young supreme being who killed a mid-stage Saint in Water Margin City twenty days ago when he was at the peak of the Saint Realm."

"What? A Saint Realm cultivator kills a Saint? How is that possible? The Saint Realm and the Saint Realm are only one realm apart, but there's an insurmountable gap between them."

"It's true, I witnessed it all firsthand in Water Marsh City when he killed the Saint."

"That's right. Back then, news did spread that a young supreme being in Shuize City had killed a saint. Everyone in Shuize City witnessed it. It can't be fake."

Meanwhile, above the sea of ​​clouds, everyone stood up once again and excitedly said, "Our Huangfu family wants this child! Brother Xuanyuan, you keep the girl! This child absolutely cannot be contested again!"

"Brother Huangfu, my Xuanyuan family hasn't decided which one we want yet. Let's discuss it after the arena battle!"

"The Xuanyuan family has the right of first choice, so I won't say anything more. How did that young man end up in your Huangfu family's hands?" The Supreme Elder of the Yaoguang Holy Land sneered.

"That's right, we of the Taiqing Holy Land agree with what Elder Yaoguang said."

"You...you all."

"Stop arguing. He's the same young prodigy from Water Margin City. Just look at the techniques they use; you can tell they have a master. Are you really that confident in getting them to join your faction?" Guiyuan Sword Master said with a smile to the crowd.

"Hmph... The power behind them is not simple. But compared to our imperial clans, they are still far inferior! Do you think they would dare not hand them over? It would be a waste to let them nurture such a prodigy. Besides, being able to join our imperial clan is a blessing they have earned in their entire lives."

"That's right, they should be secretly thrilled to be able to join our imperial clan!"

Ning Tian had just returned to the jade table when he heard Kun Kun showering him with flattery.

"Senior Brother is awesome! I think the first place in this Heavenly Pride Arena Battle is definitely yours."

Ning Tian smiled and said, "These prodigies are still a bit weak. If we want to unleash our full power, we'll have to rely on the prodigies from the nine Emperor-level forces!"

"So what if they are geniuses from Emperor-level forces? We can still defeat them in an instant."

Liu Yiyi and Uncle Wang were already a little numb from hearing the conversation between the two.

"Senior Sister Qingcheng, it's almost your turn to go on stage. Remember to be careful," the monk said with a smile.

"Don't worry, junior brother! I don't even consider these prodigies a threat yet."

"Island No. 9, Match No. 68! Mu Qingcheng VS Lin Hao!"

The referee announced it loudly.

"Sister Qingcheng, it's your turn! Hurry up and go up!"

"Okay, I'll be back soon. Be a good girl and wait for me here, Junior Sister!" After saying that, Mu Qingcheng turned and left.

Mu Qingcheng wore a moon-white long dress, her figure was slender and graceful, her skin was as white as jade, and her eyes were deep as if they had witnessed countless cycles of reincarnation. Her eyes held endless vicissitudes of life and death. Although she was young, she had the air of looking down on the mortal world and having seen through countless cycles of reincarnation.

The competition begins now.

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Lin Hao stepped forward with a broadsword in hand. His spiritual power at the early stage of Sainthood erupted, and his sword energy stretched for ten feet, displaying a fierce and powerful aura. His sword skills were so refined and masterful that he overwhelmed countless cultivators of his generation.

Upon seeing Mu Qingcheng's delicate figure and seemingly powerless appearance, his eyes instantly blazed with intense greed and contempt. He burst into laughter: "Such a stunning beauty at the Heavenly Pride Ceremony! It's a pity you only have a pretty face and no strength! Surrender obediently, and I might spare you this time. Otherwise, swords have no eyes, and it would be too much of a waste to harm your delicate skin!"

Lin Hao spoke frivolously and arrogantly. He raised his hand and swung his sword, unleashing a hundred-foot-long blade of light. The fierce and sharp sword aura sealed off the entire arena, intending to force Mu Qingcheng to surrender in one move!

Many male cultivators in the audience shook their heads in regret, feeling that such a beautiful woman was likely to suffer a crushing defeat.

On the viewing platform in the sea of ​​clouds, a young man in brocade robes suddenly locked his gaze on the white-clad figure on the arena, his eyes widening in amazement. This person was none other than Xuan Yuanqing!

As the imperial son of the Xuanyuan family, a royal clan in the Central Continent, Xuanyuan Qing had seen countless talented women, but he had never seen a woman with such extraordinary temperament and unparalleled character.

In particular, Mu Qingcheng's ethereal Daoist aura of reincarnation, her aloof and untainted demeanor, instantly struck Xuan Yuanqing's heart, igniting a surge of fervor within him.

Xuan Yuanqing's eyes burned as he stared intently at Mu Qingcheng, his possessiveness surging wildly within him. He had already made up his mind with an unwavering determination: "Such a peerless beauty, with both exceptional talent and stunning looks, must be mine! No matter the cost, I, Xuan Yuanqing, am determined to have Mu Qingcheng, I will definitely get my hands on her!"

On the arena, facing the hundred-foot-long, chilling blade of light, Mu Qingcheng's cold eyes remained calm and undisturbed, showing no fear whatsoever. She simply raised her hand and slowly clenched her slender, white hand into a fist.

In an instant, the world changed color, and the power of black and white reincarnation converged wildly!

Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!

One move shakes heaven and earth, one punch turns the cycle of reincarnation!

Mu Qingcheng lightly swung her jade fist, without any earth-shattering power, but it carried a profound Dao power that could overturn life and death and reverse the universe!

A seemingly gentle punch pierced through the sky full of blade light and landed precisely on the blade of the broadsword!

Om-!

A piercing sound of metal shattering suddenly rang out!

Lin Hao's prized Hundred Battles Broadsword was instantly covered with fine cracks and shattered inch by inch!

His protective spiritual energy shield collapsed instantly, and his meridians were instantly imprisoned and stagnated by the power of reincarnation. His immense cultivation was suppressed and disintegrated!

"What?" Lin Hao was shocked and incredulous. He tried his best to activate his spiritual power to resist, but found that his cultivation was completely locked, leaving him as powerless as an ordinary person!

The next instant, a gentle yet domineering force of reincarnation swept over his entire body!

puff!

Lin Hao's body trembled violently, his blood and qi surged like a river, and he was directly blasted away from the arena by the power of this punch. After landing, his body was stiff, his spiritual power was completely dissipated, and he was utterly defeated!