Chapter 1149: Face Off Again

It seemed that Chu Jingzhe was about to be tortured to death.

A dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the edge of the martial arts arena, and the formation barrier fell like broken glass.

When the soul-devouring flame at Yanlie's fingertips was only three inches away from Chu Jingzhe's forehead, a fist wrapped in chaotic energy smashed into the space barrier!

"boom!"

The air wave created by the Nine Sky Cloud Dragon Steps blew the cultivators of the Eight Gods Sect back a hundred meters. Nine purple-gold dragon shadows surrounded Ye Tianming, and he pinched Yan Lie's wrist with one hand.

The moment the Soul-Devouring Flame touched his skin, it was completely devoured by the overbearing spiritual energy.

"you......"

Yan Lie's pupils shrank as small as needles. He clearly saw the strange phenomenon of the stars turning upside down in Ye Tianming's eyes.

This is a vision that only the strong ones in Tianshu Realm can experience!

"I, the Jinguang Palace, will remember this grudge."

Ye Tianming's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was as cold as ten thousand years of black ice.

In an instant, violent spiritual energy flowed into the flaming meridians through the palm of his hand.

Spider-web-like cracks suddenly appeared on Yan Lie's entire right arm, and the sound of bones cracking was like frying beans.

It was obviously a response to the torture he had just inflicted on Chu Jingzhe.

"Bone Crushing Hands"!

Yan Lie screamed in horror, and then he could no longer utter complete words.

Just as the Beast King Sect disciple was about to launch a sneak attack, Ye Tianming suddenly shook his left sleeve and a force of thunder roared out.

This force was even more violent than the blazing Soul-Devouring Flame, and it instantly chopped his long scarlet tongue into ashes.

The seal that the monk from the Eight Gods Sect was about to form got stuck. He was horrified to find that the inner demon he suppressed was being assaulted by the invisible power of the soul and began to retaliate madly!

"Get off the stage within three breaths."

Ye Tianming stuffed a Taichu Xuanhuang Pill into Chu Jingzhe's mouth and issued an ultimatum.

His voice was icy cold and contained a strong murderous intent, "Otherwise I don't mind just wiping you out!"

It all happened so fast that the three major sects were unable to react in time.

Especially the coldness from Ye Tianming, which made them feel a clear sense of awareness in their hearts.

If they were a little slower, they would probably be killed on the spot by Ye Tianming.

"Ye Tianming, don't be so arrogant! This is only the first round. You won't be so lucky in the next round!"

Yan Lie threw down some harsh words, then flew off the stage and returned to the sect’s ranks.

Ye Tianming glanced around, and the three major sects immediately felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Yue Shanhe and others, who were the leaders of a sect, had even more hatred on their faces.

Ye Tianming embarrassed them again!

This account will be settled soon!

Ye Tianming helped the blood-soaked Chu Jingzhe jump off the stage. The spiritual energy behind him condensed into a shadow of Kunpeng that blocked out the sun and sky. "Then we'll settle all the old and new accounts together!"

The last half of his sentence was drowned out by the sudden sound of a horn.

Above the void, Lan Wenxin and Xiao Wuhen stood side by side, their clothes fluttering, like banished immortals descending to the world.

"The first round of promotion competition is over!"

Their eyes swept over the monks lying in disarray on the martial arts stage. Some were dying, while others had already died, and their blood had dyed the entire ground red.

However, the eyes of the two were like a thousand-year-old cold pond, without a single ripple.

"The path of cultivation is to go against the will of heaven. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God." Lan Wenxin spoke calmly, his voice as cold as ice, "Since you have chosen this path, you must be prepared to die!"

After she finished speaking, she casually pointed her finger, and the thirty-two tokens floating in the void, the tokens of the eliminated sects, dissipated and turned into nothing.

The sixty-four sects were divided into two groups for competition, but in less than half a day, only thirty-two sects were left.

Xiao Wuhen nodded slightly, his gaze passed over the thirty-two sects and finally fell on Ye Tianming.

There was a gleam of inquiry in his eyes.

They also saw clearly what Ye Tianming did just now, and the speed made them feel extremely frightened.

He even had a vague feeling that the terrifying body movements were not inferior to those in the academy.

He couldn't help but whisper to Lan Wenxin, "The Nine Heavens Cloud Dragon Steps that this boy just performed seem to be somewhat similar to the legendary 'Chaos Dragon Shadow'."

Lan Wenxin's eyes flickered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "It's just some superficial evidence. The real Chaos Dragon Shadow has been lost for thousands of years. How could a small Golden Light Palace possibly have it?"

Xiao Wuhen's expression slightly restrained, and he was also convinced.

Lan Wenxin withdrew her gaze, raised her jade hand slightly, and a bright blue light bloomed from her palm and turned into stars in the sky.

As the stars moved, the bloodstains and debris on the martial arts stage were completely wiped away, as if they had never existed.

"The second round of competition begins."

Lan Wenxin's voice resounded through the sky, and thirty-two bronze command arrows rose into the air again, arranging and rotating in the void.

The serial numbers on the command arrows began to change rapidly, and no one could be sure what kind of opponent they would face next!

The Guixu Realm competition is over, and next will be the competition between the disciples of the Wangyue Realm.

If the disciples of Guixu Realm are the backbone of a force, then the competition among the disciples of Wangyue Realm is a competition of the foundation of the force.

As soon as Lan Wenxin finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire martial arts arena suddenly became solemn.

Thirty-two bronze arrows spun rapidly in the air, making a low humming sound, as if foreshadowing that the next competition would be even more brutal.

"The competition among Moon-gazing Realm disciples is the moment that truly tests the sect's foundation."

Lan Wenxin's voice was cold and majestic, "I hope you will carefully select your disciples and not let down the sect's years of cultivation."

Her gaze swept across the major sects below the stage, lingering for a moment in particular on the Golden Light Palace, the Red Flame Sect and several other sects that had just experienced fierce conflicts.

Ye Tianming felt that gaze, his expression remained calm, but a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The monks watching outside could no longer contain themselves and started talking.

"The Guixu Realm competition just now was already intense enough, but I didn't expect that the Wangyue Realm competition would be the highlight!"

"That's right. Although the disciples in Guixu Realm are powerful, they are only the backbone of the sects. The disciples in Wangyue Realm are the real foundation of the major sects."

"I heard that these Moon-gazing Realm disciples are the focus of cultivation of the sect! But they are the future of all major forces!"

"Who do you think will make it into the top sixteen this time? I think there will be a fierce battle between the Red Flame Sect and the Golden Light Palace!"

"That may not be the case. I heard that the Eight Gods Sect has recently cultivated a disciple who is born with Buddha bones. At a young age, he has already reached the Great Perfection of the Moon-gazing Realm..."

Just as everyone was discussing, the thirty-two bronze arrows in the air suddenly stopped spinning and flew to their respective sects. The number "sixteen" was clearly displayed on the arrows of the Golden Light Palace, and their opponent was the Xuanyun Sect, which was on good terms with the Chiyan Sect!

"hiss……"

There was a gasp of air in the whole place.

No one expected that the two major sects that had just formed a mortal feud in the Guixu Realm competition would actually face off again in the Wangyue Realm competition!

Yue Shanhe's face darkened instantly. He turned his head and looked at Ye Tianming with murderous intent in his eyes: "Ye Tianming, I wonder how long you can be so arrogant this time!"