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The disciples of the Xuan Lei Sect had yet to fully comprehend what was happening, with many still pondering what the ten spots actually referred to, when the competition had already been decided by the leaders of the three sects.
The Xuan Lei Sect would face off against Aohumen and Crimson Thunder Hall, with the stakes for both sides being ten spots and ten Dragon-Tiger Pills, along with a Third-Grade Monster Beast, the Crimson Blood Flying Python.
At this moment, the disciples of the Xuan Lei Sect had mostly recovered, with the inner and outer sects clearly divided on either side, though both were facing Aohumen and Crimson Thunder Hall. The gap between the inner and outer sects was not visible to outsiders.
Among the Outer Sect team, Sun Zhe, Zhao Ang, and Shen Yan stood at the forefront. Unlike the confusion of other Outer Sect disciples, Sun Zhe was already aware of the significance of those ten spots. It was precisely because of this that he placed great importance on this competition; barring any accidents, one of those ten spots would surely be his.
"Hehe, that Dragon-Tiger Pill is a great item! Last time, a core disciple from Aohumen was nearly beaten to death by enemies. When he returned to the sect, he was barely hanging on but was saved by this Dragon-Tiger Pill and came back full of life... If I had dozens of Dragon-Tiger Pills, I wouldn't even fear fighting against Thunder Master Level experts!"
"And that Crimson Blood Flying Python is not bad either. When Crimson Thunder Hall tamed it back then, it was only a Second-Stage Monster Beast. After countless efforts in training, it evolved to Third Grade. Just think about how much True Essence of Spirit Medicine they spent! With its current ferocity, even against an average Five Stars Thunder Sovereign, it wouldn't fall behind. If I could get one as my own beast, who would I have to fear in the future..."
Zhao Ang showed no signs of the frustration he felt earlier when being suppressed; it seemed that his relationship with Sun Zhe had eased considerably. He couldn't stop boasting to Sun Zhe as if they were very close friends.
Glancing at the excited Zhao Ang, Sun Zhe rolled his eyes in exasperation. He had never realized before how talkative Zhao Ang from the Zhao Family could be—he could rival those women who loved to chatter.
"The competition has begun!" Shen Yan suddenly reminded them. Sun Zhe and Zhao Ang paused for a moment before turning their attention to the center of the square.
At that moment, the Blind Man who had been standing motionless behind Aohumen slowly stepped forward and made his way to the center of the square under everyone's astonished gazes.
"Yan Ji, come out!" A cold voice escaped his lips as he extended his right hand, revealing a black bone claw that shimmered with strands of purple light. At the same time, a violent aura suddenly erupted from his body.
Seven Star Peak Thunder Master! Sun Zhe's gaze sharpened as he recognized the Blind Man's cultivation level.
Yan Ji!
As soon as this name was called out, everyone from Xuan Lei Sect exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of who it referred to. Even Sun Zhe and his companions were somewhat confused about which Yan Ji the Blind Man was calling.
"Who is Yan Ji?"
"Who exactly is Yan Ji?"
"It seems we don't have anyone by that name in Xuan Lei Sect..."
Murmurs arose among the crowd. However, upon hearing this name, a few Inner Sect members from Xuan Lei Sect simultaneously turned their gazes toward one person—the indifferent man holding two swords.
"Yan Ji, you go!" Fang Yuan said without turning back, his tone calm.
Hearing Fang Yuan's command, the indifferent man slowly raised his head, staring at the Blind Man for a moment. His expression remained unchanged, still exuding an ancient indifference.
"You are not my opponent!"
Just like when facing Sun Zhe, his words were brief yet decisive, filled with certainty.
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed off the ground with his right foot and shot forward like a phantom. The onlookers could only see countless shadows flash before their eyes, and by the time they looked again, Yan Ji had already dashed several meters away, making it impossible to discern his movements. As he moved, a faint gray light suddenly radiated from his right hand, emanating a strong Death Qi.
"The technique he cultivates is too strange; it must possess some special attributes. That gray Death Qi can corrode our Thunder Spirit Power. I was overwhelmed by him before because his spiritual power is so peculiar. I definitely won't engage with this weirdo again," Zhao Ang said nervously from the side. He truly did not want to fight Yan Ji.
Even from nearly ten meters away, Sun Zhe could still feel a faint Death Qi in the air, confirming Zhao Ang's words were indeed true.
While Sun Zhe observed, Yan Ji had already reached the Blind Man's front. The gray light in his right hand intensified as he slashed through the air like waves on the sea, striking towards the Blind Man's chest.
In that instant, the Blind Man seemed to sense danger and instantly flew backward.
As he retreated, he quickly formed a seal with his right hand and murmured a few incantations. The spiritual power within him surged forth with the movement of the seal. Suddenly, a black portal appeared above him in the Void, releasing an eerie aura. Then, a loud roar echoed from within the black hole.
"It’s a summoning space… He actually has a beast of destiny!"
In an instant, a massive Black Bone Beast burst forth from the black hole. It was several meters long, composed entirely of black skeletal structures. Its eyes glowed with a strange red light, and it emitted an even denser Death Qi than that emanating from Yan Ji's palm.
Before anyone could react, it roared and charged directly at Yan Ji without paying any attention to Yan Ji's gray hand, opening its massive jaws to bite down.
"Yan Ji, with this peak-tier Bone Wolf, how much effect can your Death Seal have? Today you are destined to be defeated by me, Tong Yuan."
With a cold laugh, Tong Yuan, the Blind Man, boasted proudly. The reason he was sent to deal with Yan Ji was precisely because of this peak-tier Bone Wolf. With such a beast of destiny at his side, he was confident in defeating the well-known Yan Ji.
"Boom..."
Yan Ji's right hand collided fiercely with the Bone Wolf's claw. He was instantly knocked backward and glanced at Tong Yuan's smug face with increasing disdain in his eyes.
"Foolish one!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed upward with his right hand, and a long sword suddenly unsheathed from behind him.
With a sharp whistle, Yan Ji gripped the long sword in his right hand and charged forward once more. The sword sliced through the air like a long rainbow, and gray Cyclones instantly enveloped it, transforming the entire sword into a gray arc that emanated an unimaginable Death Qi.
As the gray sword swept through, it tore a black fissure in the white sky, leaving a thick ink mark on the white paper. It was strikingly vivid.
Head severed, body dead!
The Bone Wolf's body collapsed instantly, its head and tail separated, without any chance to evade or struggle.
"Poof..." A mouthful of crimson blood spewed from Tong Yuan's mouth, his face turning as pale as snow. He fell to the ground immediately; with his beast companion dead, he suffered severe injuries as well!
The long sword pointed downward at an angle, and strands of gray Death Qi surged from the Bone Wolf's body toward the sword, which absorbed it in an instant. The gray light on the sword flickered slightly, and the Death Qi became even denser.
The long sword was sheathed again. Yan Ji showed no signs of sadness or joy, as if he had merely accomplished something trivial. He turned and walked toward the crowd of Xuan Lei Sect members, who parted ways for him as he passed.
"Next time, do not provoke me again; otherwise, it will be you who dies!"
His cold voice echoed across the square, yet no one questioned its authenticity! Zhao Ang, who had previously fought him, instinctively shrank back, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.
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