Instantly, everyone's eyes turned towards the direction from which the sound came.

Not far from the arena, a graceful young woman dressed in white stood tall and straight, her steps steady and powerful as she slowly walked towards the arena.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing her hair to sway softly and her clothes to flutter in the wind, creating a faint halo around her, making her look like a fairy who had stepped out of a painting, yet also carrying a unique air of heroism.

The scene erupted instantly, with someone in the crowd shouting, "Is that Bai Ying? Wasn't she not coming?"

“Yeah! Didn’t her family say she wasn’t coming?” another person chimed in, and everyone’s eyes instantly turned to where Bai Yanfeng and Bai Di were.

At this moment, the faces of the Bai family members were filled with shock, their expressions frozen as if they had been frozen in place.

The white eagle's eyes were wide open, as big as copper bells, as if they were about to bulge out of their sockets.

He suddenly stood up and roared at Bai Ying with all his might, "Are you crazy! How dare you come over here!"

Didn't he already lock Bai Ying up? Why is she still here?

Bai Ying's mind went completely blank for a moment, and he didn't have time to think about the reasons. He only felt a surge of anger rush to his head, and he was so angry that he felt like he was going to die of rage at Bai Ying's words.

That idiot! She didn't see how brutal the competition was just now, and she has no idea how bloody it was on the stage!

This is no ordinary family sparring arena. On this stage teeming with masters, death is a constant threat. Even if you voluntarily concede, your opponent will show no mercy; the shadow of death looms over every participant.

That idiot Bai Ying actually dared to show herself? How is that any different from courting death!

Bai Ying's face changed drastically, turning pale and then flushed, with veins bulging on his forehead.

He was filled with remorse. If he had known that Bai Ying would be so reckless, he should have personally dug out her spiritual root and given it to Bai Di after he had drugged her.

Di'er is well-behaved and sensible, but she is naturally lacking in talent. No matter how hard she practices, she can hardly make a significant breakthrough.

But fate is so cruel, bestowing such outstanding talent upon Bai Ying, this arrogant girl who doesn't know her place, allowing her to squander it recklessly, which is truly hateful!

Bai Ying grew increasingly angry, his whole body trembling violently. He suddenly lunged at Bai Ying, his fingers reaching out to grab her and forcibly drag her away from this dangerous place.

However, just as Bai Ying's hand was about to touch Bai Ying, a black shadow flashed by like lightning.

The referee's staff flashed with an eerie light, shooting straight towards the white eagle like a black meteor. Unable to dodge, the white eagle was struck heavily by the staff, flying several meters backward before crashing heavily to the ground.

The referee stood in the center of the ring, his long black robe fluttering in the wind. His eyes were cold and emotionless as he slowly spoke, his voice deep yet penetrating: "No one may interfere with the match." His voice seemed to carry boundless authority, echoing throughout the entire arena.

At this moment, Bai Ying had already stepped onto the arena. Seeing this, the referee swiftly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. In an instant, a transparent barrier, like an invisible protective membrane, slowly rose around the arena. This barrier shimmered with a strange light, completely isolating the arena from the outside world, preventing anyone from interfering with the upcoming match.

The white eagle's eyes were now completely lifeless.

"Idiot! This incredibly arrogant idiot! He deserved to die!"

Bai Ying cursed fiercely, and the eldest elder of the Bai family frowned deeply, clearly displeased with Bai Ying's behavior.

Only Zhou Ying looked anxiously at Bai Ying, who was standing on the stage, and asked the people around her for help: "What should we do? Can anyone help her get down? Please save her."

Even if they are not close to Bai Ying, Bai Ying is still her daughter.

White Eagle shook his head helplessly at her: "It's no use. Once the competition starts, it's too late for her to admit defeat now."

Bai Yanfeng's lips curled into a cold, mocking smile: "She's far too arrogant. So what if she defeated a poisonous dragon comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator released by Hua Mujian? Does she really think she can handle a Nascent Soul cultivator? She seriously underestimates Nascent Soul cultivators. One Nascent Soul cultivator can kill ten poisonous dragons. Now, no one can save her; she's doomed!"

Bai Di comforted Zhou Ying with a concerned expression, "Mother, don't be too sad. Even without Bai Ying, you still have Di'er. Di'er will take good care of you from now on." As she spoke, she gently patted Zhou Ying's shoulder, but a hint of barely perceptible pleasure flashed in her eyes.

Zhou Ying instinctively hugged Bai Di, her heart filled with helplessness and sorrow, which could only turn into a soft sigh.

Bai Di's eyes remained fixed on the arena, and he almost burst out laughing inwardly.

She never expected that Bai Ying, that idiot, would actually come here on her own, determined to die.

Given that, how could she not appreciate the horrific state of her dying moments?

The audience below the stage were all extremely excited, their eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.

Many people admired Bai Ying for actually daring to come, but although she had courage, everyone knew that a girl who was only a teenager couldn't possibly have much ability. Even if she came, she would only be courting death.

Everyone was eagerly anticipating seeing the Nascent Soul stage cultivator kill Bai Ying.

Even the Nascent Soul cultivator himself looked at Bai Ying with a cold smile: "Even if you have commendable courage, I will not show any mercy."

Unexpectedly, Bai Ying said, "I don't know either."

Upon hearing this, the Nascent Soul cultivator almost burst out laughing, finding Bai Ying's words utterly absurd.

Without hesitation, he drew a flying sword, its cold light gleaming and radiating a chilling aura. With a flick of his wrist, the sword shot towards Bai Ying like a black lightning bolt, its speed so great that no one could even blink.

Excitement gleamed in everyone's eyes; they knew the power of the flying sword.

Not long ago, a Nascent Soul cultivator casually tossed the flying sword, and it pierced directly through the body of a Golden Core cultivator. Now, he's unleashing this killing move right away, clearly intending to finish off Bai Ying quickly.

Everyone stared intently as the flying sword pierced Bai Ying's body, as if they could see Bai Ying being pierced through in the next second.

However, just as the flying sword was about to touch Bai Ying, it suddenly stopped as if it had been frozen in place.

"What's going on? Keep going!" The people at the scene whispered among themselves, but before they could finish speaking, the sword seemed to have lost control and was no longer under the command of the Nascent Soul cultivator. Instead, it shot towards the Nascent Soul cultivator at an even faster speed.

The cultivator had no time to react; his eyes widened, his face filled with terror and disbelief. With a muffled "thud," his flying sword pierced straight through his own body!