Before the monks had finished their discussion, the grand elder of the Lingsheng Sect returned.

With a beaming face, he announced the official start of the second half of the Foundation Establishment Realm competition.

The cultivation level of cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage is higher than that of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, and their practical experience is much richer.

They attacked steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly, and their moves were complex and unpredictable. They also used more spiritual weapons, and each move was very exciting, dazzling and shocking.

The cultivators watching from the audience nodded frequently. Most of them were in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages, so they were all enjoying the show and exclaimed in amazement from time to time.

In the Foundation Establishment Realm competition, the winner is often decided in just a few moves, so the competition speed is much faster than the first half.

In just half an hour, more than a dozen competitions were held. In the end, only two people were left on the field, and the competition entered its final stage.

Among the two people, there was a man with average looks, dark complexion, hooked nose, triangular eyes with a lot of white and small pupils.

However, he had extremely quick reactions and powerful moves, and he was in the late Foundation Establishment Stage, with a very high level of cultivation. In the final battle, he had a clear advantage.

Su Wanti had noticed this man since the Foundation Establishment Realm competition began. She always felt that he looked familiar, and whenever she saw him, her lower abdomen would ache slightly.

In the previous few competitions, the man was floating around and Su Wanti couldn't see his face clearly.

It was not until the last match that Su Wanti got close enough to finally see the man's face.

Upon seeing this, Su Wanti suddenly remembered that this man was none other than the ferocious man who had stabbed the magic knife into her abdomen nine years ago, gouged out her spiritual roots, crushed her dantian, and severed her spiritual veins!

After falling into Ghost Valley and being rescued by her master, she spent a full three years rebuilding her Dantian, regenerating her spiritual roots, and repairing her spiritual veins. Needless to say, the difficulties and hardships involved...

Memories flooded Su Wanti like a tide, and she never forgot the pain of the past.

She suffered such a great disaster just after crossing over, and her body endured pain that was unbearable for a human being. She remembers this debt and she will pay it back.

I didn't expect this man to come to Youfeng Town...

Su Wanti narrowed her eyes slightly, hiding the hatred that suddenly burst out.

She had to find an opportunity to let this man taste the pain she had once suffered.

At this moment, the ring was filled with murderous aura, and it was the final moment to decide the outcome.

The black-faced man had sinister and murderous eyes and used a ruthless move directly towards his opponent's vitals.

The opponent's cultivation and skills were not as good as his, and the spiritual weapon in his hand was not as good as his. After several rounds, he had exhausted his physical strength. After struggling to stand up, he felt dizzy and had no ability to fight back.

The black-faced man's last move was a fatal one. If someone was hit, at best their spiritual roots and veins would be severed, and at worst they would lose their life.

Some spectators were frightened and closed their eyes in fear.

At this critical moment, a ray of hot red light hit the black-faced man's hand directly. He lost his breath and his moves suddenly stopped.

The tragedy did not happen and the spectators all breathed a sigh of relief.

The black-faced man was filled with indignation. As he watched his opponent fall down and be carried away, he suddenly felt murderous.

He hadn't even had enough fun fighting when someone ruined his plans!

The black-faced man stroked his wrist, looking for the source of the red light.

When he raised his eyes, he met the cold gaze of the Grand Elder of Lingsheng Sect.

"It's just a competition. Why do you have to be so cruel as to take someone's life and ruin their future?" The Great Elder stared at him, without moving his lips, and used his spiritual power to convey a message to him.

The black-faced man grinned after hearing the words of the great elder, and the smile was actually a bit chilling.

It turned out that it was the Grand Elder of Lingsheng Sect who tried to stop him. However, this Grand Elder was at the Nascent Soul stage, and he was no match for him.

The dark-faced man gritted his teeth and said nothing. He walked to the center of the ring, raised his hand, and said, "I won this fight, right?"

His face was completely exposed to everyone, and soon a monk recognized him.

"Black Rakshasa Pimo!" someone exclaimed.

Someone else said, "Black Rakshasa Pi Mo is a master in the late Foundation Establishment Realm. He has never lost in a competition."

Someone else sighed, "He's very capable, but his character is hard to say... He'll take any job as long as you pay him."

"Pi Mo is very good at taking advantage of loopholes. He has done all kinds of bad things, but if you look at it seriously, none of his deeds are enough to warrant imprisonment, so the Eastern Spirit Continent Monks Alliance can't do anything to him..."

"He's a tyrannical person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. He also enjoys killing weak animals. If the Spirit Rabbit falls into his hands, I'm afraid there will be no good outcome..."

"No way! Spiritual beasts are very rare in our Eastern Spirit Continent. Even though the spiritual power of that rabbit isn't strong, it's still a second-grade spirit beast. He won't kill it, will he? Besides, the Cultivator Alliance won't allow him to slaughter spirit beasts!"

An old man at the Foundation Establishment stage said, "Young man, you don't know this. This spirit rabbit is much weaker than a cultivator. Moreover, it cannot speak or write, so it can't express its pain... If it is not treated well, it can only endure it."

"Pi Mo is well-versed in the laws of the monks. He wouldn't kill a rabbit directly. But if he frequently starves the rabbit, scares it in horrible environments, or locks it in a hot room for days, will the rabbit still survive?"

"However, after this operation, Pi Mo can only be regarded as a poor caregiver, and he cannot be punished."

There were sighs everywhere.

The spirit rabbit on the stage seemed to have sensed the breath of danger as well. It half-stood uneasily, its two ears erect, and its three-petal mouth kept moving.

Shen Xingjian frowned slightly. He had cultivated to the Golden Core Realm and had extremely strong senses.

Even though he was standing on the outskirts of the crowd, he could still see the frightened eyes of the little rabbit in the cage.

He could still feel the evil spirit from the black Rakshasa Pi Mo.

He had heard about what Pi Mo had done before, and he was afraid that it was really as everyone said. If this little rabbit fell into Pi Mo's hands, it would lose its life miserably and turn into a piece of rabbit skin.

Deep Star Sword clenched and unclenched his hands behind his back.

Don't be fooled by his cold and indifferent appearance. In fact, he is particularly fond of furry animals. It's just...

Shen Xingjian lowered his eyes. His heart ached at the thought of this white, soft little rabbit being abused.

Unfortunately, the prize of this competition was this little rabbit. Since Pi Mo won the competition, the rabbit had to fall into his hands.

I have already entered the Golden Core Realm, so I can't go up to Thunder and compete with that Pi Mo...

Is there nothing we can do?

Shen Xingjian thought for a moment, pinched his mustard seed bag, and thought to himself.

Perhaps, I can find this Black Rakshasa Pi Mo later and use some spirit stones to buy the little spirit rabbit.