Tian Xin withdrew the mist. Lu Yuan and the others, who had been watching them, could now see what was happening in the arena. When they saw the form of Tian Xin's Innate Spiritual Power, everyone except Hu Yao, who had known about it all along, gaped in astonishment. Lian Yue was especially envious; her dark, gemlike eyes were filled with longing, and she kept mumbling something. Anyone standing close enough would have heard her say, "Big Sister Tian Xin is so beautiful! I wish I had wings like hers," and so on.
As for Lu Yuan and the others, after their initial shock, they quickly recovered. But when they saw the cultivation levels the two fighters had revealed, they were astonished all over again—though this time, they were more excited than anything.
"Tsk, tsk. Brother Ling Tian is incredible. He actually managed to defeat Tian Xin, even though they were at the same level." Zun Jiu had even forgotten to drink. He was already at the Great Perfection Integrated Body Stage, so he could tell that Tian Xin had revealed the strength of the Great Perfection Spirit Division Stage. "To force the number one of the Demon Race's younger generation to raise her cultivation, even losing would be something Brother Ling Tian could be proud of."
"Pfft, that's probably just your opinion. You have no ambition." Lu Yuan clicked his tongue. His eyes gleamed with excitement. "Brother Ling Tian wants to defeat Fairy Tian Xin."
"Indeed. Our pavilion master is proud enough to reach the clouds. He won't be satisfied with just this." Xuan Ning stroked his beard, looking quite stirred. "The Buddha Image Phantom he's revealed is still rather faint. I doubt he's shown all his strength yet."
"Maybe he really can force Tian Xin to use the