With a light tap of her fingertip, Bai Ying caused the lotus-shaped Kongtong Seal to rise into the air, growing to a size of a hundred feet.

The ancient patterns on the seal lit up one by one, each pattern containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. With a thought, the black, extremely yin flames on the seal instantly ignited, transforming into nine fire dragons that swooped down and enveloped Chu Wuchen.

"ah!--"

Chu Wuchen let out a shrill scream.

The black flames were unlike any he had ever seen; they not only scorched his flesh but also burned his soul. His hair turned to ash in an instant, his skin charred and cracked at a visible speed, and even his bones made cracking sounds as they were subjected to the unbearable pressure.

"What...what kind of fire is this?!"

He roared hysterically, desperately channeling his spiritual power to try and extinguish the flames. But the black flames clung to him like maggots, burning ever brighter the more he struggled.

In the stands, everyone held their breath. Some cultivators with lower levels of cultivation didn't even dare to look directly at the black flames; just catching a glimpse of them out of the corner of their eye caused a stinging pain to their souls.

With a ferocious expression, Chu Wuchen pulled out a crimson pearl from his robes—the "Fire Pearl," the most precious treasure he had ever obtained. This pearl could absorb all the fires in the world and was his last resort for survival.

"You wretch! I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold one day!" He gritted his teeth, urging the precious pearl to its power, his eyes filled with venom. "I will crush you under my feet, I will crush your skull!"

However, to Chu Wuchen's complete surprise, the surface of the Fire Pearl was covered with cracks the moment it came into contact with the black flames.

In the blink of an eye, this priceless treasure turned to dust in his hands.

"How could this be..." Chu Wuchen finally revealed a look of horror.

He frantically patted the flames off his body, even resorting to forbidden techniques from the demonic sect, but the black flames continued to burn fiercely.

How could there be such a flame?

Chu Wuchen looked at Bai Ying in disbelief.

Only the Extreme Yin Flame in this world can do this. Could it be that... the girl in front of me not only possesses a treasure like the Lotus Seal, but also the Extreme Yin Flame?

Who exactly is she?

However, just as he was in despair, the lotus seal in the sky changed once more. The seal swelled in the wind, instantly obscuring half the sky. Golden light shone brightly, landing directly on Chu Wuchen's head. An exceptionally terrifying pressure descended upon him.

"No! You can't—" Chu Wuchen's roar came to an abrupt halt.

The lotus seal crashed down with an aura that suppressed eternity. The instant it made contact, Chu Wuchen's physical body shattered like glass, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the world. Even his primordial spirit, which had attempted to escape, was completely incinerated by the entangling black flames.

The entire arena fell silent. Everyone was so stunned by this devastating blow that they were speechless.

Those cultivators who had previously looked down on Bai Ying were now pale-faced, their backs soaked with cold sweat.

Bai Ying gently waved her hand, and the lotus seal shrank back to the size of a palm, obediently settling into her hand. The black flames on the seal gradually extinguished, as if the earth-shattering attack just now was merely an illusion.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared in stunned silence at the scene. The once arrogant Chu Wuchen had vanished without a trace.

Bai Ying lightly waved her hand, and the lotus seal transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into her sleeve. She turned to look at the judges' stand, her eyes as calm as still water: "The results can be announced now."

This seemingly casual remark sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

The vast training ground was completely silent; even breathing could be heard clearly.

"Xuan...Xuan Tian Sect, Xia...Xia Qingdai wins..." The referee's trembling voice rang out as he stammered out this unbelievable result.

Dead silence.

Absolute silence enveloped the entire training ground.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the slender figure in the center of the arena.

From the moment this seemingly frail girl appeared to the moment she swiftly and decisively killed Chu Wuchen, only a few breaths passed. Yet, in that brief moment, she completely overturned everyone's understanding.

Who is Chu Wuchen? He is an unparalleled genius at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage! Just now, he had beaten Xiao Yunlan, the most outstanding disciple of the Xuantian Sect, into a state of utter helplessness.

Many of the elders from various sects present asked themselves honestly, and none of them were his match.

Yet this once-powerful and influential figure was easily crushed like an ant in front of this young girl!

"Is...is this even human?"

"How old is she? Seventeen? Eighteen?"

"Even if appearances can be deceiving, the aura she exudes doesn't lie! She can't possibly be more than twenty years old! But how could this be? Even if she started cultivating from the womb, it's impossible..."

Whispers spread through the crowd, and everyone saw the same shock and fear in each other's eyes.

The cultivators seated at the Xuan Tian Sect were all stunned. The elders exchanged bewildered glances, their faces filled with disbelief. The traitor Chu Wuchen, whom they hated to the core yet were powerless to stop, had been so easily killed? And by a seemingly frail young girl?

The Grand Elder's hands trembled uncontrollably as he gripped Wei Ji's sleeve tightly, his voice trembling: "Elder Wei! Where did you find such a person? It's truly... truly..."

He was "truly" stunned for a long time, but couldn't find the right words to describe the shock he felt at that moment.

Wei Ji himself was completely bewildered. He looked down at the Xuan Tian Seal he had regained, its heavy weight reminding him that it was all real. Yet, even so, he still felt as if he were in a dream.

"I...I just..." Wei Ji stammered, unable to finish his sentence.

He recalled the scene when he first sought out Bai Ying. At that time, he was merely grasping at straws in his desperation; seeing that she already possessed the cultivation of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he casually invited her out. Who could have imagined that this seemingly ordinary girl would possess such extraordinary abilities!

"Elder Wei is truly a man of great talent!"

"No wonder you were so confident before..."

"This time, my Xuantian Sect has finally stood tall and proud!"

The elders around him showered him with compliments, but Wei Ji felt incredibly embarrassed.

Among the mortals, the Third Prince stood frozen in place, his lips trembling slightly, yet he could not utter a sound.

The imperial advisor, who rushed to his side, was equally shocked, his aged face etched with disbelief in every wrinkle.

"Your Highness..." The Imperial Advisor's voice trembled, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his cloudy eyes, "To have such a person assist you is truly your great fortune!"

The fourth prince slumped in his seat, his magnificent brocade robe already soaked with cold sweat.

He recalled his previous mockery of Bai Ying, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Such a person, if she held a grudge...

"It's over..." he muttered to himself, his face ashen.

He thought of how he had mocked Bai Ying before, and felt a wave of despair wash over him.

Of all these people, the Xia family was the most shocked.