"Defeated... Xu Ziqian was defeated in the end."
"What a pity... He was ultimately only at the Great Cang Realm Peak. Otherwise, the outcome of this battle would still be unknown."
"Glorious even in defeat. With Great Cang Realm Peak cultivation, he clashed head-on with Man Shan for so many moves, and in the end even forced Man Shan to go all out. That combat power, that will—sufficient to win everyone's respect."
"He already did everything he could. He consecutively reversed the odds and cut down two great Half-Step Heavenly Lords, fought his way into the top one hundred sixty-two, and today battled to this extent... Xu Ziqian deserves the words heavenly prodigy."
"Sigh, in the end... he still lost to realm. If they had been at the same realm..."
Countless gazes focused on the figure lying fallen in the blood pool, filled with complicated emotions.
There was regret, admiration for his unyielding fighting spirit, and also sighs over cruel reality.
A miracle, in the end, did not happen again. That dazzling and tragic blood-colored axe radiance became Xu Ziqian's final scene in this Myriad Sect Grand Competition.
At the Dan Chen Sect's station, silence reigned.
Tears streamed down Liu Ruxu's face, and the instant the verdict rang out, she had already charged toward the entrance of the Training Ground without regard for anything.
A sect elder's figure flashed, entering the arena one step ahead and beginning to treat Xu Ziqian. Chen Fei watched silently, while Feng Butong's eyes drooped, no one knowing what he was thinking.
Xu Ziqian's fall was like a basin of ice water, dousing the final shred of fantasy in many hearts toward a Great Cang Realm reversing the odds.
That tragic final blow, while winning countless admiration and regret, also clearly proclaimed a cruel reality: