*Boom!*
A massive wave of energy erupted, hurling Xiahou Wanyu back dozens of metres by the terrifying force.
“Mo Jiutian is defeated! Who else dares challenge the top spot on the Human Star List?” Lin Xiao’s thunderous shout halted Xiahou Wanyu’s group in their tracks.
At that moment, Gu Juejin, Shura Butcher, Ma Bi, Bull Nose, and Hu Yue unleashed powerful auras.
All five had reached fourth-level Martial King, their momentum rivaling fifth-level strength. Clearly, they were among the elite of their tier, capable of fighting above their level.
The crowd was stunned. How were these top disciples so monstrous? In just two months since entering the Mysterious Domain Battlefield, following the ranking competition, they’d reached such heights?
Xiahou Wanyu’s group sobered. Though they still outnumbered their opponents—thirteen to nine—Mo Jiutian’s defeat left him incapacitated. Lin Xiao, though drained, remained formidable.
With Zi Ling overpowering Xiahou Wanyu, their side lacked anyone to counter Lin Xiao. A real fight might not favor them.
Moreover, Su Jinguang and others were tasked with using the God-Binding Net to counter Lin Xiao’s corpse puppet, further reducing their advantage.
Lin Xiao’s strength exceeded all expectations.
“I leaked the intel, hoping to reap the benefits after you exhausted each other, taking you all down. Shame it didn’t escalate,” a voice rang out.
Figures appeared from all directions, their powerful auras encircling Lin Xiao and Xiahou Wanyu’s groups. Over thirty newcomers, all above fourth-level Martial King: eight at fifth-level, five at sixth-level, three at seventh-level, and one ninth-level youth.
Clearly, the ninth-level youth led them. His face was menacing, his eyes sharp like a fighting cock’s, glinting with cold malice. Dressed in black, he exuded ruthlessness.
Their arrival darkened the expressions of both Lin Xiao’s and Xiahou Wanyu’s groups.
“Ling Gu, the fourth-ranked Earth Demon List disciple! And three other Earth Demon List powerhouses!” Zi Ling’s face showed deep wariness at the sight of the cock-eyed youth and the three seventh-level fighters. Earth Demon List disciples, like Holy City’s Earth Star List, could sweep any Human Star List disciple.
Now, four Earth Demon List disciples from the Nether Sky Demon Palace, including the fourth-ranked, stood before them.
No one in their group could match a ninth-level Earth Demon List powerhouse.
With additional high-ranking Human Demon List disciples, the Holy City side was at a massive disadvantage.
Even Xiahou Wanyu’s group paled in fear. They’d set a trap for Hu Yue and Lin Xiao, unaware someone was scheming to exploit them, aiming to wipe them out.
Lin Xiao’s face fell at Zi Ling’s words. A ninth-level Earth Demon List top-four disciple was beyond his ability to counter.
Seeing Mo Yue, fifteenth on the Human Demon List, among them, he pieced it together. The Nether Sky Demon Palace knew Mo Jiutian was gathering forces to hunt him and leaked the plan to Ma Bi, Shura Butcher, and others, ensuring their timely arrival.
Their plan was to let Lin Xiao’s group and Mo Jiutian’s slaughter each other, then mop up the survivors.
Mo Yue’s earlier attempt to kill him, followed by leaking the ambush, made sense now. No wonder he was so confident Lin Xiao would die here.
“Ling Gu, who tipped you off?” Su Jinguang, holding the Fire Spirit Rabbit and fingering his storage ring, demanded coldly.
“Hmph, who are you to speak to me?” Ling Gu sneered disdainfully, his gaze shifting to the group, a playful smirk forming. “But since you asked, I’ll tell you—the tip came from one of your own.”
Xiahou Wanyu’s group frowned, exchanging angry glances.
“Such a childish ploy to sow discord,” Su Jinguang scoffed, flicking a finger-sized hidden weapon toward Ling Gu.
“Courting death!” Ling Gu’s eyes flashed with contempt at the attempted sneak attack. As the weapon neared, he flicked a finger, unleashing a piercing beam of light, capable of penetrating anything, aimed at the projectile.
If such a slow attack could hit him, his fourth-ranked Earth Demon List status would be a joke.
He dismissed Su Jinguang’s move with disdain.
The Nether Sky Demon Palace disciples smirked, mocking the attempt to ambush Ling Gu, a ninth-level Martial King and fourth-ranked powerhouse. It was suicidal.
Even Lin Xiao’s Holy Origin Academy group looked puzzled.
“Hiss!”
But then, a shocking scene unfolded. As Ling Gu’s beam struck the weapon, it didn’t shatter. Instead, a large net burst forth, its white-glowing ropes swiftly ensnaring Ling Gu.
The Nether Sky Demon Palace disciples were stunned. The weapon, struck by immense force, not only survived but unleashed a net?
Even Ling Gu was caught off-guard. The net was unexpected, but he surged with vital energy, his hands thrusting outward, unleashing overwhelming power.
Did they think a mere net could trap him?
Laughable.
“Hiss!” Yet, as his vast power struck the net, its white glow absorbed and dissipated every ounce of force.
Ling Gu’s expression shifted. This net could neutralize his power?
