A phantom slowly emerged behind them; it was the true form of their Fighting Saint Ape lineage.

"The Art of Fighting..."

"broken..."

His figure darted about once more, and the aura of the Xuanxian realm on his body reached its peak in an instant.

Both its speed and spiritual power have far surpassed what they were before.

The sheer power of that attack startled everyone around.

"Is this the Great Sage's power? This is terrifying!"

"Wasn't this just a test to see what Chen Mo's strength was? Now it seems we underestimated the power of the Fighting Saint Ape's bloodline. Even a Spirit Immortal might not be able to launch such an attack."

"Damn! It's a pity that those who bet on Chen Mo are really stupid. They don't understand what true strength is. The Great Sage's strength swept across the entire Southern Region. In the last battle, he even managed to subdue a fifth-level Spirit Immortal in just three moves!"

"What the hell are you barking about? You think everyone's like you? If I'd known this Great Sage was this powerful, would I have even tried to suppress Chen Mo? Is it too late to back out now...?"

"......"

Chen Mo, standing in the arena, was unaffected by those around him, his gaze fixed intently on the Great Sage.

The speed was extremely fast, which made his physical body even more excited. He could feel that this Great Sage was the strongest he had ever encountered in a long time.

It even far surpasses others, making it a unique entity.

The black spiritual energy around his body surged again, and his aura also spread out. Facing this attack, he did not hold back at all and directly raised his power to the limit.

The aura of darkness, like a law, enveloped him.

In the blink of an eye, it vanished from the spot.

Faced with that terrifying true form of battle.

He immediately threw a punch at her.

The dark spirits behind them were also constantly emerging.

A dark, phantom emerged from behind, transforming into something resembling a demon god.

The roar echoed throughout the entire arena.

'Boom—!'

In the instant of impact, the dark spirit landed directly on the Great Sage.

His blood and qi surged within him, but were now being mercilessly devoured, causing his expression to change drastically.

I can't believe this is a skill that only a fourth-level Xuanxian cultivator could achieve.

What terrified him most was the demonic shadow behind him.

With just a pair of dark eyes, a single glance from him shattered the fighting avatar behind him, and the bloodline power within his body trembled incessantly.

"This...this is impossible..."

"Who exactly are you to be able to suppress me with such a disparity in skill...?"

At this moment, the Great Sage was truly afraid.

He never imagined that after dominating for so long, he would ultimately suffer a crushing defeat in the arena of power.

"Help me..."

Before the shouts could fully rise, the Great Sage's enormous body exploded directly on the arena.

Turned into a pile of flesh and blood, the rich stench of blood once again filled the air.

The sight of such a horrific scene caused everyone around to tremble.

How could they have imagined that the Fighting Saint Ape, with its strength, would die so easily at Chen Mo's hands?

They had absolutely no ability to resist.

"Am I seeing things? This person, who can kill a Great Saint above the Spirit Immortal Realm, was actually killed instantly by Chen Mo?"

"This kind of prodigy can even kill opponents of a higher level; this is simply terrifying!"

"Damn it! I thought this Fighting Saint Ape was something special, but I didn't expect him to be such a piece of trash! I bet all my savings on it, and this is how I ended up. He deserved to die!"

"......"

Before everyone could react, several auras emerged from the arena.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure descended upon everyone.

The leader was Yun Bozhi, whose expression was icy and whose gaze toward Chen Mo was full of murderous intent.

"You even dared to kill my men, you really aren't afraid of death..."

"Old Chen..."

Hearing this cold voice, Chen Mo's face turned grim. The old man, who was called Elder Chen, was still some distance away.

However, the aura of a Celestial Emperor was present on his body without any reservation, and it landed directly on him.

He was forced to kneel down, but he gritted his teeth and held on.

"This is how you treat my people in my arena of power and glory."

"Isn't this a bit unreasonable?"

Nanhe's soft, charming voice rang out.

Only then did Chen Mo realize that the oppressive aura on his body had disappeared, and he was panting heavily.

He looked coldly at Yun Bozhi, who had spoken earlier.

Upon seeing Nan He's appearance, Yun Bozhi's gaze was unreserved, instead filled with admiration as he looked her over.

"I have long heard of the Wind Spirit Fox Clan, which is famous throughout the Divine Spirit Continent for its beauty. Today, I can confirm that the Sword Master's reputation is well-deserved."

"Of course, my men died in your Wind and Cloud Arena today. Senior Nan, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Yun Bozhi's expression was full of amusement.

This made Nan He feel a burning anger in her heart, and her face became gloomy and somewhat frightening. However, thinking that Yun Bozhi was backed by the Yun Tian Imperial Palace, she still suppressed her emotions.

"The rules of the Wind and Cloud Arena were explained before we went on stage: there is no guarantee of life or death."

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