A light drizzle began to fall without anyone noticing, soaking the people in the square. Yet no one seemed aware of it; all their attention was fixed on the battle atop the arena.
"One move?!"
Everyone swallowed hard, staring at the arena in utter shock.
On the arena stood a purple-haired man with his hands clasped behind his back. His cold face was filled with arrogance, as though an invincible Demon God stood tall at the center of the arena.
Beneath his foot lay a handsome man covered in blood, his face deathly pale and his body severely wounded. Blood mixed with fragments of organs continuously spilled from his mouth, making for a miserable sight.
"Douglas defeated Yu Tianheng in a single move... How is that possible?!"
The entire venue was shocked!
From the contestants to the spectators, everyone was utterly stunned.
"So strong! Their strength isn't even on the same level..."
Fang Xuan stared gravely at the purple-haired man who stood on the arena like a Demon God. Around the latter's tall, powerful body floated—
Yellow, yellow, purple... purple!
Four soul rings hovered silently, their dazzling radiance illuminating the gloomy square!
Especially the fourth purple ring, which bloomed with an eerie blackish-purple glow. The terrifying aura it emitted made it hard to breathe—it was actually a five-thousand-year soul ring!
"A Soul Sect Master! A Four-Ring Soul Sect Master! Douglas has actually reached the Soul Sect Master realm..."
Many people couldn't help crying out when they saw Douglas's fourth soul ring.
A dark horse!
A dark horse had truly emerged in the finals!
Who could have imagined that Douglas, who had always kept such a low profile, would suddenly reveal such overwhelming strength? With just one move, he had defeated Yu Tianheng, a favorite for the championship, stunning the entire