In the vast space, the golden light was dazzling. At this moment, there were terrifying Spiritual Energy shock waves sweeping out from the huge Golden Battle Stage.
Figures flickered on the Golden Battle Stages. Every single clash would cause an astonishing shock wave to erupt.
The eight teams were all engaged in intense battles.
At this moment, only by going all-out would they be able to stand out amongst the eight powerful teams.
Amongst the battles of the eight teams, the one that attracted the most attention was the battle between the eight Captains. That's because everyone knew that in this seven-point battle, as long as the Captains were defeated, victory would be far from them.
The success or failure of the Captains was the most crucial point for a team.
Therefore, the four Golden Battle Stages at the centre attracted countless blazing gazes. It was so much so that even the Deans of the various Spiritual Academies were slightly nodding their heads at the sight.
Violent Spiritual Energy constantly surged on the four Battle Stages of the eight Captains. Aside from the battle between Mu Chen and Liu Qingyun, the battle between Ji Xuan and Wen Busheng, as well as the battle between Wu Ling and River Of Blood, were also extremely eye-catching.
As for the battle between Wen Qingxuan and Fang Yun, it could be said to be the easiest. After all, Fang Yun might be the weakest amongst the eight Captains. However, he still possessed a Low Rank Divine Artifact, which allowed his fighting strength to soar. But it was a pity that he was facing Wen Qingxuan, whose strength wasn't any weaker than Luo Li's.
Therefore, even if Fang Yun possessed the Dragon-Tiger Cauldron, he was still completely suppressed by Wen Qingxuan. Wielding a golden spear, the silhouette was like a goddess of war. Her terrifying attacks were like tidal waves that swept out. At the same time, the Dragon-Tiger Cauldron was constantly being pushed back.
According to this situation, it was only a matter of time before Wen Qingxuan found an opening in Fang Yun's defense.
And then defeat it.
Compared to the situation where Wen Qingxuan's side quickly gained the upper hand, the other two battlefields seemed to be in a stalemate, especially the one where Wu Ling and River Of Blood were on.
The two of them had unleashed their strength without holding back. Judging from the Spiritual Energy fluctuations, they had clearly passed through the Third Grade Spirit Disaster and were only a step away from the Sovereign Realm.
Blood-red Spiritual Energy whistled out from the River Of Blood as it pierced through space like a river of blood.
They bombarded Wu Ling violently, covering the sky and covering the earth.
Wu Ling, on the other hand, wielded a black staff.
His body emitted a faint black light.
His originally delicate and handsome face looked as if it was forged from steel. Clearly, his physical body had been cultivated to a rather powerful level.
Therefore …
Facing the whistling river of blood, he would only swing his war rod. Space would distort and a terrifying force would shatter the river of blood. Blood-red specks of light drifted down from the sky.
The battle between the two seemed to be the most violent. They attacked each other crazily and didn't have the slightest thought of defending. That soul-stirring battle made everyone on the fighting platform feel excited.
Exclamations rose and fell one after another.
But overall, their battle was in a stalemate.
The last one that caught everyone's attention was the duel between Ji Xuan and Wen Busheng.
This was a battle where fame did not match. Ji Xuan's name.
Practically everyone in the various Spiritual Academies knew of him, while Wen Busheng was unknown. It was so much so that even the Undefeated Spiritual Academy, which had a domineering name, wasn't famous at all. Many people had never heard of it.
Therefore, when they initially thought that Wen Busheng would be swiftly defeated by Ji Xuan, the reality made them a little dumbfounded. Under Ji Xuan's attacks, Wen Busheng had actually managed to persevere.
Furthermore, he had completely relied on his palms to receive the sharp spear light from Ji Xuan.
This scene caused quite a few people to exclaim in admiration as they finally understood why this team from the Undefeated Spiritual Academy was able to enter the Best 8.
This seemingly ordinary youth wasn't ordinary at all. From the looks of it, no matter how small a Spiritual Academy was, there would always be a time when a genius would appear.
However, although Wen Busheng wasn't at a disadvantage under Ji Xuan's attacks, only the Deans of the various Spiritual Academies could sense that Wen Busheng's attacks were gradually being suppressed by Ji Xuan.
Whoosh!
On the stage, a spear light pierced through space. On the tip of the spear, there seemed to be a blazing sun that appeared. The violent Spiritual Energy looked as if it wanted to shatter space.
That spear light headed straight for Wen Busheng.
Facing Ji Xuan's increasingly sharp attacks, Wen Busheng's face turned a lot more solemn. His right palm emitted a white light as if it was made of jade as he abruptly patted it out.
Ding!
As the spear and palm clashed, a metallic sound rang out. A huge shock wave that could be seen with the naked eye wreaked havoc as it shattered the ground beneath the two of them.
Ji Xuan's body abruptly trembled, while Wen Busheng took a few steps back. Every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground.
Rustle!
The spear in Ji Xuan's hand trembled as he looked at Wen Busheng and said in an indifferent tone, "If this is all you've got, then this is the end for you."
When he finished his words, Ji Xuan's gaze abruptly turned sharp. He stabbed the spear in his hand into the ground and placed his palms together. A dazzling divine light spread out from his body, forming into a huge sacred sun behind him.
An extremely astonishing Spiritual Energy erupted from his body like a volcano. The degree of his Spiritual Energy had practically reached the pinnacle of Third Grade Spirit Disaster.
Compared to when he fought with Mu Chen, the current him seemed to have become even stronger.
Wen Busheng had also sensed the dangerous feeling that was being emitted from Ji Xuan's body. He knew that Ji Xuan no longer had any intentions of tangling with him. Immediately, he deeply inhaled a mouthful of air as he slowly stretched his right hand out.
His right hand was exceptionally slender and fair. It was sparkling and translucent, as if it was carved out of jade. At this moment, there seemed to be dark-golden runes that were slowly spreading out on his palm.
Those golden runes flowed on his palm as if they were blood. In a short instant, his right hand had turned into a dark-golden lustre as a special pressure spread out.
That special pressure caused Ji Xuan's eyes to abruptly narrow as he fixed his gaze on Wen Busheng's right palm with a smear of shock flashing in his eyes.
"This fluctuation …"
Up in the sky, the Deans of the various Spiritual Academies also looked over in astonishment. Shortly after, their gazes flickered as astonishment filled their faces.
"That little fellow from the Undefeated Spiritual Academy actually managed to transplant the hand bone of a Sovereign expert?
No wonder his right hand is so powerful! "
A massive green light array hovered in the sky.
Hovering in the sky, an incomparably huge green light figure appeared above the light formation. It was like a god that had traveled through time and space, looking down at the land from above.
An indescribable pressure spread out between the heavens and earth.
Countless gazes looked at the green light figure in astonishment. The appearance of that light figure wasn't clear, but the powerful pressure coming from it made everyone know how powerful it was.
"What's that?"
"Based on what Liu Qingyun had said, that should be the Wind Ancestor of their Wind Spirit Clan!"
"The Wind Ancestor?
The peerless expert that founded the Wind Spirit Clan in the legends?
Could it be that he still hasn't fallen? "
"That's naturally not the real body of the Wind Ancestor.
It should be the secret technique of the Wind Spirit Clan used by Liu Qingyun.
Combined with the bloodline of the Wind Spirit Clan, he managed to summon a spiritual figure.
But even so, the might of it is extremely terrifying. "
"Looks like Liu Qingyun isn't going to hold back anymore. He even brought out such a trump card!"
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Whispers rang out amongst the countless students of the Spiritual Academies.
Many people's voices were a little shaken. Clearly, they were intimidated by Liu Qingyun's move. That massive green light figure was something that even an expert that had passed through Third Grade Spirit Disaster would find hard to resist.
Since Liu Qingyun was able to come this far and not show any fear when facing Mu Chen, who had obtained the Numero Uno in the elimination round, he truly had a trump card.
In the Hokuang Reiwon region, many students had a smear of worry in their eyes.
"This Liu Qingyun is truly formidable." Ye Qingling sighed. A strong team that could enter the top 8.
Indeed, there wasn't anyone that was easy to deal with. To them, the elimination round was probably just a warm-up. Now, it was time for them to reveal their trump cards.
"Can Big Brother Mu Chen handle it?" Yu Xi asked nervously as she clenched her fists.
Ye Qingling bitterly smiled.
She clearly couldn't give any opinion on this level of confrontation. Right now, she could only see if Mu Chen had a trump card as well.
"Although the Wind Ancestor summoned by Liu Qingyun isn't weak, Mu Chen isn't that easy to deal with."
Ling Xi lightly smiled as she pacified their worries. The Wind Spirit Clan might be strong, but Ling Xi didn't think that they could be stronger than the mysterious clan that Aunt Jing was from. A clan that even someone as powerful as Aunt Jing would be fearful of. The Wind Spirit Clan might not even be comparable to them.
Seeing Ling Xi's smile, Ye Qingling and the rest quietly felt relieved. However, they still stared at the massive Golden Battle Stage without blinking.
On the Battle Stage, Mu Chen's black pupils were also staring at the massive azure light figure.
"Mu Chen, if you can take this move, I will admit defeat!"
Liu Qingyun coldly looked at Mu Chen as his hand seals changed. The azure light figure stepped out from the light array and sent a palm down towards Mu Chen.
Under that palm, the Spiritual Energy between the heavens and earth was scattered. Before the palm could land, a huge print had already appeared on the Battle Stage.
Mu Chen's clothes were tightly stuck to his body from the pressure. Looking at the terrifying azure light figure, he deeply inhaled a mouthful of air. His face turned solemn as he abruptly formed seals with his hands.
Rustle.
Along with the change of his hand seals, the torrential black and white Spiritual Energy behind him suddenly whistled and condensed together at an astonishing speed.
As the black and white Spiritual Energy gathered together, everyone could see a massive black pagoda that was roughly a hundred feet in size slowly being formed.
The black pagoda stood in the sky. On the ancient pagoda, there seemed to be a golden dragon image entrenched on it. Vaguely, an ancient and boundless dragon roar resounded.
When the black pagoda appeared, the corner of Dean Tai Cang's eyes uncontrollably twitched. That's because he clearly remembered that when Mu Chen's mother appeared, she had relied on a black pagoda to instantly refine the Yellow Dragon Sovereign.
And right now, Mu Chen was actually able to execute such a terrifying move?
However, could this black pagoda really withstand the Wind Ancestor's spiritual image summoned by Liu Qingyun?