Di Qingluan's target is Jun Liuyue.

How could a useless person with no cultivation be her opponent?

Today, she's going to tear that face apart! Stomp it to pieces!

Snap!

A crisp slap.

Everyone stared wide-eyed as Liu Yue grabbed Di Qingluan's arm and raised her right hand, delivering a swift and decisive slap.

The air fell into an eerie silence.

"What? Still haven't realized it?"

By grabbing Di Qingluan's arm, the latter's profound energy was completely suppressed, and she watched as Jun Liuyue raised her hand and delivered a slap without any resistance.

The first slap left a red mark on Di Qingluan's face; the second slap on the same spot deepened the five finger marks...

"ah!"

Di Qingluan screamed, "That bitch hit me!"

She channeled her inner energy and struck Jun Liuyue's chest with her palm. At that distance... it was enough to shatter this bitch's heart meridian!

However, the next second

Liuyue held her waist.

A hard stomp!

He easily trampled Di Qingluan under his feet, looking down at her condescendingly: "So weak? You dare to act wildly in front of this old lady?"

"How is this possible!" Di Qingluan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Clap clap clap!

One slap after another landed on Di Qingluan's face.

Di Qingluan's face was swollen like a bun.

"Princess!"

At this moment, Xu Yang and the others arrived and happened to witness this scene.

Liu Yue released her grip. "Let's go."

Qin Si and the others immediately followed.

Di Qingluan, lying on the ground, was stunned by the beating; her face was so swollen that even her parents wouldn't recognize her.

Only after Xu Yang helped her up did Di Qingluan belatedly realize what had happened.

But the group of ghosts left in a flash, leaving not a trace.

"Ah!! That bitch! My face, my face!"

Di Qingluan covered her face.

Why is it that this bitch clearly took the drug?

How could it suppress her profound energy? That's impossible! It must be that bitch Zhou Yun didn't do as she said!

Xu Yang was also startled by Di Qingluan's appearance. In his memory, Di Qingluan was elegant and poised, but now... she was a completely different person from the Di Qingluan he remembered, no different from a shrew from the marketplace...

Xu Yang involuntarily released Di Qingluan.

Luo Xiwen: "Stop going crazy, Jun Liuyue has already run far away."

Luo Xiwen was also exhausted; she had risked her life to obtain forty-eight flags.

She was still bruised and battered. She looked at Di Qingluan and Xu Yang and asked, "How many flags do you have?"

Xu Yang's face was also bruised, and one of his teeth was loosened; he was filled with rage.

But upon hearing Luo Xiwen's question, a hint of pride appeared in his eyes: "One hundred and eighty!"

Upon hearing this, both Di Qingluan and Luo Xiwen stared at Xu Yang in shock.

As a result, her impression of Xu Yang improved a bit.

Xu Yang took out his Qiankun bag: "All one hundred and eighty flags are here."

"Hmm." Di Qingluan nodded in satisfaction. She had originally intended to beat Jun Liuyue until she knelt down and begged for mercy, so that Jun Liuyue would hand over the flag in her hand.

But unexpectedly... the crash was a complete disaster.

However, with Xu Yang's 180 flags, the Divine Realm's reputation wasn't too bad.

After all, this is just the beginning! There are still six days and seven nights to go!

But when Xu Yang used his profound energy to open the Qiankun bag, he was dumbfounded.

Where's the flag?!

He panicked.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Xiwen frowned unhappily; this person was easily startled and not at all composed.

"No, it's nothing."

Xu Yang broke out in a cold sweat. This shouldn't be happening!

He recalled clearly that he had seen that brat Jun Ning'an throw all the flags into this Qiankun bag.

He wouldn't have worked so hard if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Luo Xiwen sensed something was wrong, snatched the Qiankun bag, and opened it to take a look.

It was completely empty inside...

There wasn't even a single hair, let alone a flag.

"Where's the flag you mentioned!?"

"We've been tricked."

Remembering that the Ghost Clan hadn't appeared during the great battle, Xu Yang belatedly realized what was happening and felt a chill run down his spine.

This tingling sensation spread from head to toe, permeating every part of my body.

"Why don't you just die of stupidity!"

Luo Xiwen gritted her teeth in frustration.

Suddenly remembering something, he looked behind Xu Yang and asked, "Where are your four disciples who were on the same team?"

Each team in each field has a total of twelve disciples, so when they split into three groups, she, Xu Yang, and Di Qingluan each led four.

However, Xu Yang was injured, and he was the only one who returned.

Luo Xiwen suddenly had a bad feeling, but soon, this bad feeling turned into reality. Xu Yang, that idiot, actually fought to the death for the sake of the flag... and how could those four disciples withstand the combined attack of several domains?

Xu Yang escaped in the chaos, but the four disciples weren't so lucky.

When Luo Xiwen and the others found them, all four disciples were seriously injured. The one in the best condition could still be kept alive with pills, but the other three... were already dead.

"idiot!"

Luo Xiwen gritted his teeth in frustration, having twelve disciples in each field.

Their divine realm suffered three deaths and one serious injury right from the start, significantly weakening their combat power.

As things get later on... Luo Xiwen dared not imagine.

How could anyone cause such a huge disaster!

"It was Jun Ning'an, she plotted against me!"

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