What's Going On? A Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator Is This Formidable?

"Hahahaha, he really is at the Nascent Soul Stage. Is the Seventh Prince joking?"

"Don't laugh. Maybe he's concealing his cultivation?"

"How could that be? If he concealed his cultivation down to the Nascent Soul Stage, wouldn't everyone else be able to tell?"

"If Su Chen's true cultivation were even above the Late Void Refinement Stage, do you think the First Prince would have let Wei Zhou challenge him?"

"A Nascent Soul Stage cultivator like Su Chen has truly dragged down the standards of the Battle for Succession. Does he even deserve to participate in a battle like this?"

Mocking voices rang out without end. They all found it utterly absurd that the only Nascent Soul Stage cultivator had appeared in the Battle for Succession.

This was too ridiculous.

Who knew what the Seventh Prince was thinking, stuffing a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator in here? If this was not a joke, then what was?

Or had the Seventh Prince truly reached the end of the road?

On the arena platform.

Wei Zhou's lips curled up slightly as well. His face was full of ridicule, and he clearly looked down on Su Chen.

Ignoring everyone's sneers, Su Chen calmly took out a longsword.

This longsword was nothing special, merely a low-grade Earth Rank treasure sword.

Gao Eunuch glanced at the Jinghong King beside him. If nothing unexpected happened, the Seventh Prince would soon be eliminated, so naturally he had to seek his master's instructions.

The Jinghong King nodded indifferently.

To him, as long as nothing too outrageous happened during the process, he would not interfere.

Gao Eunuch immediately declared, "Begin."

As his sharp voice rang out, a bloody light suddenly erupted from the center of the arena platform.

Su Chen had vanished from where he stood at some point, while Wei Zhou had been cleaved in two from head to toe. The scene was bloody beyond compare.

Su Chen muttered, "I still failed to control my strength properly. Suppressing it to the Nascent Soul Stage isn't enough—I need to suppress the Primordial Immortal Body too."

The perfected Primordial Immortal Body was simply too powerful; its boost to speed was far too great.

Even though he had held back just now, he had still instantly killed Wei Zhou.

And as Wei Zhou died, the entire Martial Arena fell into dead silence.

Even the Jinghong King wore a stunned expression, clearly not expecting things to develop this way.

Only after quite some time did everyone recover from their shock, their eyes filled with disbelief.

What had happened?

Wei Zhou had been instantly killed!?

Wasn't he at the Nascent Soul Stage? How could he instantly kill Wei Zhou, who was at the Late Void Refinement Stage?

"My heavens, is this what the Seventh Prince is capable of?"

"I see it now. We shouldn't underestimate any prince. Su Chen has obviously suppressed his cultivation."

"To instantly kill someone at the Late Void Refinement Stage, he must at least be at Void Refinement Perfection, right?"

Expressions of horror surfaced in everyone's eyes, and they were unable to recover for a long while.

Clearly, Su Chen's strength had thoroughly shocked them.

At the preparation platform, the First Prince's face was livid, and terrifying killing intent burst from his eyes.

Su Chen had concealed his cultivation, yet he had failed to see through it. This was difficult for him to accept.

Looking at it this way, there were only two possibilities for Su Chen.

Either he possessed a treasure capable of concealing his cultivation, or Su Chen was an unparalleled expert, most likely a mighty figure at the Half-step Integration Stage or above.

Lin Mu's eyes were filled with coldness. He did not believe Su Chen was a cultivator of the Body Integration Realm.

The strongest person in the Su Family of Bright Moon City was only at the Mid Void Refinement Stage. As one of the younger generation of the Su Family, Su Chen reaching the Nascent Soul Stage would already be the limit.

He turned to look at Lin Jin, his expression incomparably gloomy.

He had not expected Lin Jin to be hiding such a tactic—taking advantage of his carelessness, then using some special treasure, like Gongsun Ming had, to kill someone. This was Lin Jin's scheme.

Clearly, in Lin Mu's eyes, Su Chen himself did not possess the ability to kill Wei Zhou at all.

Lin Jin must have given Su Chen some treasure, allowing him to instantly kill Wei Zhou.

Lin Mu took a deep breath and cupped his hands toward the middle-aged man behind him.

"Mr. Ban Xing, you should take the field this time."

This man was the strongest person under his command. He had already lost two people in succession while dealing with Lin Jin; he absolutely could not keep losing people this time, or his prestige would fall into the dust.

Ban Xing's expression turned solemn. He nodded, then vanished from where he stood.

On the arena platform.

When everyone saw Ban Xing, confusion flashed through their eyes. Clearly, they had never seen this person before.

Could he be someone outside the Jinghong Empire?

Though they did not recognize him, Ban Xing's aura still made countless people's hearts tremble in fear.

Void Refinement Perfection!

A powerhouse like this needed only one more step to become a mighty cultivator of the Body Integration Realm.

"Even someone at Void Refinement Perfection has stepped forward. Even if Su Chen truly has some trump card, he cannot possibly defeat such a powerhouse, can he? After all, he's only at the Nascent Soul Stage."

Someone spoke with a grave expression.

Yet the Seventh Prince's people had already created two impossibilities in a row, making many people lose confidence in their judgments.

Thus, they temporarily withheld their opinions and waited until the matter truly ended before commenting.

Quite a few people wore excited expressions. If every prince had this many methods up their sleeves, then today's Battle for Succession would truly be worth watching.

Beside the arena platform.

Lin Yimeng's eyes were full of anticipation. Unknowingly, her palms had already become drenched in sweat.

"Su Chen... you must win!"

Ban Xing looked at Su Chen and said coldly, "You were lucky to kill Wei Zhou, but everything ends here. Today, you can never defeat me."

"I'll make you understand just how vast the gap between the Nascent Soul Stage and the Void Refinement Stage truly is."

The previous two had relied on their own methods, but he was different. He also carried other treasures given to him by Lin Mu.

For Su Chen to kill him was nothing short of a fantasy in the sky.

Su Chen remained calm, merely watching Ban Xing without saying a word, a faintly mocking smile on his lips.

A moment later, Gao Eunuch's voice spread throughout the Martial Arena.

"Begin!"

In an instant, the two figures collided. Incomparably sharp Sword Intent crisscrossed the air, filling the entire Martial Arena.

What!

Seeing this, disbelief flashed through Lin Mu's eyes. Su Chen could actually keep up with Ban Xing's speed. Could he also be a cultivator at Void Refinement Perfection?

More importantly, if he truly was at Void Refinement Perfection, why was Lin Mu unable to see through his cultivation?

On the arena platform.

Su Chen looked serene and unruffled, a longsword in hand, his figure moving like a ghost.

On the surface, the two seemed evenly matched, but that was not the case at all. Nearly every one of Su Chen's attacks left a wound on Ban Xing.

Meanwhile, Ban Xing was utterly incapable of harming Su Chen.

That was the gap.

Damn it!

Ban Xing's eyes were full of solemnity. He knew Su Chen was definitely not as simple as he appeared; Su Chen had certainly hidden his cultivation.

Could he be at the Half-step Integration Stage?

Just as he was thinking, a streak of sword light suddenly slashed toward him. Unable to evade in time, Ban Xing's chest was immediately carved open with an incomparably vicious wound.

This scene made the hearts of everyone in the Martial Arena clench tight.

What was going on here!

Was a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator really this formidable?