Boom!
Bai Feifei’s pale palm struck Ling Xiao, unleashing a deafening roar.
His body shattered into pieces, scattering across the ground.
“A fake?”
Bai Feifei stared in shock at the fragments beneath her feet, then turned her gaze to Ling Xiao, who had reappeared on the other side of the arena.
She sneered mockingly, “Interesting. I didn’t expect you to conjure a sword soul clone. But do you really think such petty tricks make you my match?”
“Don’t worry, this is just the beginning. Soon enough, you’ll see how terrifying this world can be. Killing a few beasts doesn’t teach you that!”
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, ignoring Bai Feifei’s verbal jabs. He had already gauged her level.
Her strength was truly formidable!
A half-step Tianzun’s attack power was not something he could withstand head-on. Even with his Earth Spirit Body, he’d surely be injured.
But her combat experience was abysmal—she couldn’t even see through his sword soul clone. That gave him confidence.
While she was still clueless about his tactics, he’d strike first, probe her weaknesses, and find her flaws.
With that thought, he swiftly drew his Ice Dragon Sword.
Powerful true essence gathered upon it.
Bai Feifei didn’t rush to attack. She noticed Ling Xiao had no intention of surrendering or begging for mercy, so there was no need to hold back.
She was curious—what gave Ling Xiao the confidence to face her?
Twelve Golden Lotus Art, Rain Phenomenon!
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a torrential downpour engulfed the arena.
Strangely, the rain fell only within the arena’s boundaries, not a single drop touching the surroundings.
The rain completely obscured Bai Feifei’s view. Only Heavenly Realm experts could vaguely make out two figures in the deluge.
Bai Feifei frowned.
She hadn’t anticipated Ling Xiao’s move.
But after a moment of surprise, she dismissed it.
Confident in her strength, she scoffed at Ling Xiao’s underhanded tactics. Even if the rain blinded her, she could react to any move he made.
She released her true essence, trying to sense Ling Xiao’s presence.
But in that instant, she felt something wrong with her body.
“Not good—this isn’t ordinary rain!”
Bai Feifei’s inexperience showed. Did she think Ling Xiao went to all this trouble just to hide himself?
As the rain fell on her, she felt a jolt of unease, as if her true essence was rapidly dissolving.
In a panic, she roared, “Despicable thief, these tricks won’t work on me!”
A sword appeared in her hand, and she thrust it forward.
Terrifying true essence surged, repelling the rain around her as if it hit an invisible barrier.
Even so, Bai Feifei didn’t let her guard down. She’d solved the rain problem, but Ling Xiao was still nowhere to be seen.
Gritting her teeth, she stabbed her sword repeatedly.
Her power was undeniable.
The Wind Phenomenon was shattered, the rain stopped, and the arena returned to normal—except Ling Xiao was still missing.
“Where’s Ling Xiao?”
“How did he vanish?”
“There’s nothing else on the arena. How did he disappear right under our noses?”
Not only was Bai Feifei shocked and flustered, but even the high-ranking spectators were stunned.
“Don’t panic!”
Bai Feifei forced herself to stay calm.
She believed her strength would let her detect Ling Xiao, even if he turned into a mosquito and flew past her.
What was there to fear?
She carefully scanned the arena.
The smooth stone floor showed no trace of even a crawling insect, yet Ling Xiao, a living person, had vanished without a trace.
Was it an array?
Bai Feifei grew nervous.
Arrays and formations were too mysterious. She knew nothing about them but understood their power. She didn’t dare move an inch.
“Pfft!”
Someone in the crowd laughed.
“A mighty half-step Tianzun, boasting she’d kill Ling Xiao in one move, is now too scared to even budge.”
It was Leng Hao.
The lad had some guts, daring to mock Bai Feifei.
As one of Yuehua Sect’s prized geniuses, backed by Jin Guang Tianzun, he feared little.
And he spoke the truth.
The Supreme Leader’s smooth face seemed to stiffen, wrinkles appearing.
She hadn’t expected Ling Xiao to wield arrays with such mastery, surpassing even the Array Hall Master.
Stung by Leng Hao’s words, Bai Feifei’s anger flared.
She gritted her teeth and finally stepped forward. But in that moment, she sensed an almost imperceptible killing intent rushing toward her.
She didn’t panic—instead, she smiled.
Ling Xiao couldn’t hold back after all.
She walked toward the killing intent, appearing defenseless but hyper-focused.
No one?
When she reached the spot, nothing was amiss. Ling Xiao was still nowhere to be seen, and the killing intent had vanished.
“Not good!”
Suddenly, she felt faint true essence fluctuations above her.
In that moment, she realised her mistake—she’d been so focused on her surroundings that she hadn’t looked up.
Sensing the subtle fluctuations, she knew it was too late to look. So, she thrust her sword upward, unleashing powerful true essence, determined to make Ling Xiao pay for his sneak attack.
She hoped one strike would kill him to quell her rage.
Swoosh!
Boom!
Her sword qi slammed into the arena’s protective barrier, making a dull thud, but no one screamed.
Puzzled, she looked up.
No one was there. Her strike had cost her significant true essence, but it was just her jumping at shadows.
The faint fluctuations came from the arena’s array.
Ling Xiao was playing tricks!
“Is he trying to wear me down?”
Bai Feifei considered a grim possibility.
If so, she’d lose in the most humiliating way.
“What’s Senior Sister Bai doing, fighting the air?”
Someone below asked, confused.
No wonder—Ling Xiao was invisible, yet Bai Feifei kept wasting true essence striking empty spots. Anyone would find that odd.
