Watching the sea of fire completely spread through that space, the Soul Hall Master frowned. However, at this moment, there was nothing he could say. Xiao Heng's strength was indeed terrifying. If he had gone up instead, he would only have lost even faster.
As things stood, Hun Tang was almost certain to lose, while Hun Qianmo should be able to fight the other party to a draw—if neither side fought to the death.
Now, he could only hope that Hun Tang would manage to draw with Xiao Heng. Then, he would be the one to settle everything.
But if that did not work... Hun Miesheng looked at Xiao Yan across from him. Within his chest, a mass of black flame was already eager to stir.
It was only a Child Flame. Where did it get such courage?
All around them, countless spectators held their breath as they watched these two terrifying battles. Even from such a great distance, the pressure radiating from them made everyone below the Dou Sheng level feel as though they wanted to kneel.
Such strength was simply too terrifying.
At this moment, no one dared to speak. The occasional person who could not restrain themselves and opened their mouth would immediately be glared at fiercely by those beside them. The unluckier ones were directly slapped flying by nearby experts.
In battles like these, a single blink could make them miss several exchanges—perhaps dozens, even hundreds. Their eyes did not even have time to blink, so how could they possibly have time to talk, or allow others to disturb them?
Time passed, thoughts surged endlessly through everyone's hearts, and the battles continued. The Old Ancestor of Pill Tower was engaged in an intense fight with Hun Qianmo.
The two were roughly equal in strength, and their