On the arena.
Mo Xie lay on the ground, staring blankly at Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Qingcheng placed her finger between Mo Xie's brows and gently closed her phoenix eyes.
The two stood motionless on the arena, like exquisite sculptures.
The audience below the stage all looked on in bewilderment at this scene.
What's going on?
"Isn't Feng Qingcheng a sure winner? Why hasn't she eliminated Mo Xie yet?"
"They seem to be...competing in a battle of soul power?"
"But Mo Xie is powerless to resist, so wouldn't it be pointless to compete in soul power?"
Who knows!
"What if this is Mo Xie's trump card?"
"He's still holding his trump card; he's doomed to lose, no matter who comes!"
"Sigh, as expected of the number one demonic cultivator, he is indeed formidable!"
"..."
...
Sima Tian asked, "What are they doing?"
Ji Meiling's eyes flickered, and her fists clenched slightly. "It was Feng Qingcheng who launched the soul attack first."
Sima Tian and the other two's expressions changed.
If it were a soul attack launched by Mo Xie, that would be fine;
But if Feng Qingcheng launches a soul attack first... then Mo Xie is in trouble.
Ji Meiling sighed deeply.
All that remained in his ears was the sound of her heartbeat, and all that remained in his eyes was the image of Mo Xie.
"Mo Xie, you have to win! If you can't even beat a weak woman like me in this bet, then I'll look down on you..."
...
Half an incense stick's time has passed.
finally,
Feng Qingcheng opened her beautiful eyes slightly and woke up.
"It seems the outcome is already decided!"
That's what everyone thought.
Clearly, Feng Qingcheng emerged victorious in this match!
...
On the arena.
Feng Qingcheng opened her eyes and slowly stood up.
He felt a splitting headache and staggered.
She looked at Mo Xie, her phoenix eyes cold and sharp, "That damned bastard, he actually caused me to sever a wisp of my soul..."
Once the soul is injured, it is not so easy to repair!
Feng Qingcheng raised her hand, intending to strike Mo Xie.
But when she saw Mo Xie's pale face, she felt a pang of pity and reluctance.
"Damn it! It must be the influence of the dragon and phoenix fusion on me..."
Feng Qingcheng gritted her teeth, wanting to forcefully bring her hand down.
But when his hand landed on Mo Xie's forehead, it seemed to be out of control, and he could no longer strike.
"The Dragon and Phoenix Union Technique is said to be a love spell that can only be used between husband and wife of the Dragon Clan. After using it, they will be devoted to each other and will never change their hearts..."
"Although I severed his soul at the last moment, it probably left some serious aftereffects, which is why... that's why I couldn't bring myself to kill this kid."
Feng Qingcheng's mind was in complete turmoil—her consciousness wanted to eliminate Mo Xie, but her instincts were resisting.
"puff!"
Her soul was already weak, and after this internal struggle, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
What does this mean?
Everyone was completely dumbfounded as they watched Feng Qingcheng stagger backward, coughing up blood.
Moye had already lost the ability to resist, so why were you spitting blood?
Feng Qingcheng clutched her chest and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. "Hmph, I refuse to believe that this feeling will affect me for the rest of my life. Once I've gotten rid of it, I will definitely take my revenge!"
—You know, Mo Xie just committed such a disgusting thing to her... Although it didn't go all the way, it was still an unforgivable sin!
This grudge is far more hateful than any competition or loss!
"I will come back to find you!"
Feng Qingcheng gave Mo Xie a cold look, then turned and flew off the stage.
And flew out of the ring
That would mean the challenge had failed!
"What is Feng Qingcheng doing?!"
What does she mean by that?
"He only spat out a mouthful of blood, why did he admit defeat so easily?!"
"Given Mo Xie's almost crippled state, I'm afraid anyone could eliminate him!"
"..."
As Feng Qingcheng flew away, the entire audience gasped in surprise.
"Feng Qingcheng, what are you doing!"
Zhu Sha, the vice sect leader of the Yin Yang Demon Sect, roared angrily.
Feng Qingcheng didn't even glance at him before flying away into the distance.
"Qingcheng, wait for me!"
"Qingcheng, are you injured?"
"..."
A group of talented disciples from the Yin-Yang Demon Sect immediately followed.
"You bastard!"
Zhu Sha clenched his fist tightly, producing a muffled sonic boom. "Does she think that just because the Yang Sect Master is protecting her, she can disregard our sect?!"
Lin Li immediately complained, "Sect Master, not only that, but she treats our Demon Sect's genius disciples like dogs, ordering them around!"
Zhu Sha's gaze was gloomy as he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, neither she nor Sect Master Yang will be smug for long!"
Lin Li's eyes flashed, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Sect Master, you mean..."
Zhu Sha waved his hand and said indifferently, "Follow me closely, and I'll guarantee you'll become the true senior disciple of my Demonic Sect."
Lin Lixi replied, "Yes!"
"And that brat too..."
Zhu Sha's gaze fell on Mo Xie on the arena, "This will be his last glory before he dies!"
"Let's go!"
Now that the Demon God Temple has won, he naturally won't stay here and embarrass himself any longer.
"yes!"
The Yin-Yang Demon Sect group departed.
...
On the arena.
The referee squatted down next to Mo Xie and assessed the situation: Hmm, there's still a glimmer of hope!
He nodded, stood up, and announced, "The Yin-Yang Demon Sect has failed in its challenge, and the Demon God Temple has successfully defended its title!"
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