Clearing the field

The giant crater was shrouded in a misty haze, its edges stained with blood, creating an extremely tense atmosphere. No one had expected that, at the very last moment, one unexpected event after another would occur.

Dissatisfaction was felt by all parties. Some were furious, some were filled with murderous intent, some sighed with regret, some were distraught, and some were on the verge of madness.

Li Qingxu's eyes were bloodshot, and his hand was outstretched. He was just a hair's breadth away from taking the Eight Trigrams Furnace and escaping to become the ultimate winner.

"Who?!" He desperately wanted to kill someone. Three times in a row, he was just a hair's breadth away from succeeding. If he had just touched him once, the contest would have ended immediately.

He knew there probably wouldn't be a fourth chance. The regret of watching Near Immortal Object fly away and missing out would probably break anyone else's spirit.

He was enveloped in purple light, and with a swing of his Purple Bamboo Stick, he smashed a four-meter-tall blue stone to pieces!

At this moment, Tang Xumi's face was filled with murderous intent. The person beside him had betrayed him, suddenly struck him with a palm, and snatched the Eight Trigrams Furnace. This was no less than kicking him off the cloud of glory. The sense of fall was too great, and he felt extremely humiliated.

Fortunately, that Near Immortal Object flew towards him again!

The enraged Tang Xumi was stunned, then overjoyed. What absurd thing was this? It was absurd!

After the Eight Trigrams Furnace changed course, it fell into the hands of an Elite Disciple. He was stunned, not surprised, but frightened.

In the current tense atmosphere, where even a breath of hot air could ignite the atmosphere, this was a "death trap." Holding it for even a moment longer could mean losing one's head, being blown to bits, and turning into a puddle of mush. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and threw it away. Although Li Qingyue appeared, few people noticed her because she was now a Golden Armor Guard wearing a golden mask.

It must be said that Lu Zhen, the young man from the Yin Yang Temple, is truly formidable. He had already retreated, but now he emitted Black and White Light from his hands and charged back to seize the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

In front of Lu Zhen, whether it was the Golden Armor Guard or the Beyond-Mundane Disciples, they were all overturned by him. His Yin Yang Force erupted, and two beams of Heavenly Light, one black and one white, flew out from between his hands, and no one could stop them.

Moreover, his Yin-Yang Black-and-White Light possessed extremely mysterious properties; it could not only kill people but also abduct various Spiritual Objects. Not far away, someone used all their strength to throw Spirit Spear made of Lightning Strike Wood at him. It whistled towards him, but was instantly swept to the ground and shredded by the Black and White Light.

"You dare to come here again!" Tang Xumi was furious. He had already reached out and grabbed the Near Immortal Object, his killing intent surging and his Consciousness Spirit Light boiling.

In an instant, Lu Zhen and Tang Xumi clashed, and the attributes of Yin Yang Light Dark Light disappeared and transformed into a single Extreme Yang, like the fire of the Great Sun, burning fiercely.

Those Beyond-Mundane Disciples who had been overturned were immediately frightened and retreated, not daring to approach. They contracted their Consciousness Spirit Light, fearing that it would be ignited and burned through.

Even someone as powerful as Tang Xumi, faced with this unique and world-renowned Extreme Yang Light, could only immediately suppress his Consciousness Spirit Light and urge the Divine Rosy Radiance in his Yellow Court to surge forward.

A blinding light burst forth between them, sending table-sized rocks flying from the ground. Many were torn apart in mid-air, scattering fragments everywhere.

Many Beyond-Mundane Disciples were shaken. This young man from the Yin Yang Temple was truly terrifying. A peer who had taken the path of mutation was actually able to stand up to the Core Disciple of the Beyond the Mundane!

Although Tang Xumi was injured, he still possessed extraordinary combat power, blocking Lu Zhen and unleashing a spirit blade tempered by Heavenly Light, slashing forward through the air!

Suddenly, the ground cracked open, and a ethereal figure approached. After discovering that the young man his Lineage had invited was so fierce and dared to make a second move, Li Qingxu naturally followed suit, hoping to gain a fourth chance to touch the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

He knew that his Lineage had sent many rare items to the Yin Yang Temple to persuade the young man to help, and it was indeed "worth the price."

Li Qingxu slammed his staff into the brightly colored spirit blade, blocking Tang Xumi's fierce attack.

As expected, Lu Zhen's Yin Yang Force flowed freely, and a burst of Black and White Light erupted. He had already broken through and was engaged in close combat with Tang Xumi. With a loud bang, as if a thunderbolt had struck, the two exchanged a palm strike, each losing their footing and retreating backward.

"You're actually pursuing two paths simultaneously, and you're also practicing a special kind of Heavenly Light Force?" The young man from the Yin Yang Temple was genuinely surprised.

Upon hearing this, the Beyond-Mundane Disciples were all stunned, secretly marveling at Tang Xumi's remarkable abilities, possessing such hidden power and straddling two paths.

"He only wanted to hone his Consciousness Spirit Light, not to advance along two paths simultaneously," Li Qingxu said, swinging his bamboo stick and launching another attack.

The three engaged in a fierce battle, their Divine Rosy Radiance surging like waves, crashing in all directions, billowing dust, and creating numerous half-foot-wide cracks in the ground.

A ghost-like figure appeared. Jiang Shengyu, who had already left the battlefield, attacked again, attempting to take advantage of the chaos to seize the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Su Jingzhu also rushed over. Hu Tingwen gritted his teeth, drank a bottle of medicine, and also seized the opportunity to enter the fray to compete for that Near Immortal Object.

A massive brawl erupted here in an instant!

Tang Xumi coughed up blood and threw the Eight Trigrams Furnace on the ground. If he continued to possess it, he would surely be surrounded and killed.

Lu Zhen was injured, blood constantly flowing from his mouth. Because the newly joined Core Disciple were taking special care of him, and everyone was injured, it was impossible to let the young man from Yin Yang Temple remain at his peak condition alone.

At this moment, people saw a female Golden Armor Guard walking unhurriedly towards the battlefield.

Although her entire body was covered in cold metal armor plates, people could still sense that she possessed a certain celestial aura, and was definitely not Outer Saint; her body surface was already flowing with brilliant rain of light.

As she approached the battlefield with light, agile steps, the Core Disciple who were engaged in a chaotic battle all turned their attacks on her alone, unleashing their strongest techniques.

"What's going on?" The people outside the arena were shocked.

Previously, there was an incident where six Core Disciple jointly attacked an Elite Disciple.

Now it's even more outrageous: all the Core Disciple, including the injured young man from the Yin Yang Temple, are attacking a mysterious woman.

With a thud, Jiang Shengyu was sent flying backward, his mouth and nose filled with blood, even his ears were bleeding, and he was thrown more than twenty meters away.

Hu Tingwen was swept by a burst of five-colored light, his body staggered, he almost fell to the ground, and he kept backing away.

With a clang, a short sword wreathed in Divine Rosy Radiance appeared in Li Qingyue's hand, clashing with Li Qingxu's Purple Bamboo Stick. The moment she parried the staff, the sword's blade flashed with brilliant light, drawing blood from Li Qingxu's chest, causing him to stagger backward.

Li Qingyue held a wooden shield slightly larger than a palm in front of her left hand, radiating a crystalline luster. It collided with the right palm of the boy from the Yin Yang Temple, causing sand and stones to fly around like a hurricane, and many boulders were torn apart.

With a series of thuds, Tang Xumi and Su Jingzhu were also sent flying backward, their faces pale and covered in blood. After crashing to the ground, their bodies swayed uncontrollably.

This change left the disciples watching speechless. Who had just appeared? And why was they so powerful!

Li Qingyue spoke up, "I know you've been waiting for me to get close, wanting to try hunting me down again, attacking me as a group. Acting must have been exhausting, right?"

She knew very well that although most people hadn't noticed when she threw the stone, it was impossible to hide it from everyone; a few individuals had seen her. "Actually, I could have watched the situation unfold, delayed my own involvement, and not given you any chance."

After saying this, Li Qingyue looked at everyone and said, "If that's the case, you might be Qi Ingestion afterward. I'm giving you a chance now. You're all injured, right? Then come at me all together! And those who haven't made a move yet can also join in!"

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat; she was about to clear the area!

The disciples watching all knew who had arrived: Li Qingyue, the biggest favorite in this competition for the Near Immortal Object, had reappeared! "Wasn't Junior Sister Li surrounded and severely injured? She's completely unharmed!"

"This... is really beyond my expectations!"

Li Qingyue removed her golden mask, revealing her true face. Like a fairy in armor, she exuded a powerful aura amidst her ethereal beauty.

The people outside were shocked, then erupted into chaos.

In the arena, the Core Disciple all looked serious. They were in poor condition, and even if they joined forces, they probably wouldn't be able to suppress Li Qingyue.

Because they clearly sensed that Li Qingyue had become stronger, seemingly having reached a new level.

Tang Xumi smiled wryly and said, "Junior Sister Li, you really didn't need to show up so early. We surrounded you first, and no matter how you appeared in the end, no one would complain. It seems that's fate. We were wary of you and wanted to eliminate you first, but in the end, you came to clear the field and came back."

Li Qingyue said, "I'm giving everyone an explanation. This is your final battle, so go all out!"

Li Qingxu's expression changed slightly, and the other Core Disciple also had complicated expressions. They guessed that Li Qingyue's final return to the battle was to establish her prestige and win over the hearts of the other disciples, which was a preparation for the future.

"This is a competition among Beyond-Mundane Disciples. You should leave, or I will focus on dealing with you first." Li Qingyue looked at Lu Zhen. The young man from the Yin Yang Temple was very strong, but he had angered Tang Xumi, who dragged him into a head-on fight. Since others were wary of him, they naturally resorted to Black Hand, and he was now seriously injured.

"I did my best." Lu Zhen nodded to Li Qingxu, then turned and left without lingering.

The next moment, all the Core Disciple attacked again. It wasn't the final moment yet, and they were truly unwilling to give up. Even if so many of them were injured, if they all endured the pain and unleashed a few of their ultimate techniques, surely they could break through Li Qingyue's protective aura?

A chaotic battle breaks out!

Just then, a tall figure entered the arena like lightning, moving with incredible speed. Wielding a spirit spear, he thrust it toward Li Qingyue's back.

With a clang, as if she had anticipated this, Li Qingyue blocked the Spirit Spear with her small, crystalline wooden shield.

At the same time, she suddenly turned around and exchanged a palm strike with the newcomer. Endless rosy light bloomed, as if a colorful storm had appeared and swept in all directions.

The newly arrived figure kept retreating, her pale hands convulsing, her Consciousness Spirit Light fluctuating and dimming, and she kept coughing up blood.

"Qing Yue, you've not just taken a small step forward, but a giant leap!" Wang Caiwei sighed. After watching for so long, she had hidden her strength until the very end, yet she was still defeated. It couldn't change anything!

This scene alarmed the other Core Disciple. Although fresh blood had arrived, they were far from happy. With one lurking figure after another emerging, who could feel at ease?

Wang Caiwei made her move again. She was extremely powerful and fought Li Qingyue several more times. Her beautiful face turned deathly pale, and all color drained from her.

Others joined the attack, and with the Near Immortal Object right before their eyes, they were truly unwilling to give up. Bang bang bang...

Several Core Disciple were severely injured!

The Eight Trigrams Furnace flew out during the battle, but none of the other Beyond-Mundane Disciples dared to pick it up. Many knew that it practically belonged to Li Qingyue.

Qin Ming climbed up the giant pit and saw the Near Immortal Object at the edge. Fearing it would fall in, he lifted it up.

"Give it to me!" Wang Caiwei rushed out of the battlefield, covered in blood, and charged towards this side. A brilliant stream of light appeared beneath her feet as she crossed over.

Li Qingyue glanced at it but did not pursue.