Chu Yun saw the iron hammer crashing down and unleashed the movement technique he had learned, easily evading the blow before appearing behind Tie Feng.
Tie Feng scoffed and directly blasted out a black fist imprint with his left fist, powerful enough to shatter a house as it struck toward Chu Yun behind him.
He raised his Spirit Hammer high, and black lightning appeared in midair, clinging to the hammer before it smashed fiercely into the ground.
Rumble!!
Several lightning earth dragons surged from the ground, similarly charging toward Chu Yun with savage fury.
Facing the ferocious incoming power, Chu Yun did not retreat. A gleam of spiritual light transformed into scarlet radiance in his palm and surged forward, forming a wall of blood qi.
Tie Feng's attacks were all blocked by that wall of blood qi, unable to advance an inch.
"Hmm?"
A trace of surprise appeared on Tie Feng's face.
A mere early Golden Core Realm cultivator had actually withstood such an assault from him.
It seemed this man truly had some skill.
He swung his Spirit Hammer again, summoning four hammer phantoms. Together with his true body, they closed in from all sides.
Chu Yun dispersed the blood wall. The power of the Heavenly Blood Divine Root Bone had already fused into his bloodline, and that wall was the manifestation of his bloodline power.
"Your techniques are nothing more than this."
"Your power is decent, but your speed is far too slow."
After their previous exchanges, Chu Yun had already figured out everything about Tie Feng's hammer techniques.
Now, it was his turn.
"Heavenly Blood Seal!"
Vast blood qi churned in Chu Yun's palm, condensing into an enormous blood-red seal. The blood qi within seemed capable of devouring everything as he fiercely launched it forward.
Bang!!
The Heavenly Blood Seal collided head-on with the hammer phantoms. The blood qi burst free in an instant, transforming into countless blood shadows that swallowed Tie Feng and the hammer phantoms alike.
"Ah!!!"
Tie Feng was trapped within the blood qi, which corroded his body from all directions and made him let out a miserable, agonized howl.
"This!"
"How is that possible?! Was that Tie Feng's scream?!"
"All of this Xiao Yan's techniques are related to blood. Could he be from the Blood God Sect?!"
"It's very possible! But this is far too shocking!"
"Crossing three minor realms to fight Tie Feng, yet he still holds the upper hand!"
After hearing Tie Feng's screams, the faces of many in the stands were filled with astonishment.
Luo Feng was both shocked and puzzled.
"Where exactly did His Highness learn these techniques?"
Xu Nian, the chief steward of Misty Rain Pavilion, stood atop the control platform at that moment. His expression was rather inscrutable as he narrowed his eyes slightly.
Inside the dueling arena.
Tie Chun wildly swung his great hammer, smashing at the blood qi. His desire to survive drove him to erupt beyond his limits, and he truly managed to hammer out a gap.
Just as his corroded, battered figure escaped—
Chu Yun met him head-on.
"Xiao Yan!!"
"Die for me!!"
Tie Feng's face was filled with madness and hatred. With the power of the Golden Core Realm Peak augmenting him, his Spirit Hammer expanded dozens of times over, like a mountain crushing down from above as it smashed heavily toward Chu Yun.
"Myriad Demon Fist!"
Chu Yun's fist was stained with purple-black spiritual power, as though a Demon God stood behind him to aid him. His fist radiance blasted forward head-on, instantly shattering Tie Feng's great hammer.
Bang!!
"Ah..."
Tie Feng himself was sent flying by the power of that fist radiance. His internal organs and the Golden Core within him were shattered in an instant by its tyrannical force!
His mangled body finally landed on the ground dozens of meters away. Hovering at death's door, he no longer had the strength to rise.
After this scene unfolded, the entire viewing stand fell silent.
The expressions on every face seemed petrified, frozen in that very instant.
Even Xu Nian's expression was filled with extreme shock, with a trace of disbelief in his eyes.
"Ti-Tie Feng lost?"
"Am I really seeing this right? This Xiao Yan's power completely crushes Tie Feng's!"
"The power of an early Golden Core Realm cultivator is stronger than that of a Golden Core Realm Peak cultivator? Th-this is still a human?"
"This Xiao Yan... is too terrifying. After tonight's battle, his name will spread throughout the entire Great Xia Dynasty. He has risen to fame in one stroke!"
"He is a monster! An unparalleled monster!"
"I fear all the major powers, even the imperial family, will step in to recruit him—provided he is not from the Blood God Sect..."
Chu Yun ignored the chattering from the stands and walked over to Tie Feng.
For a duelist whose cultivation had been completely crippled, there was hardly any need to think about what awaited him.
Chu Yun might as well be kind to the end, sending Buddha all the way to the west.
Chu Yun struck Tie Feng's head with his palm, granting him release.
He also hoped that in his next life, Tie Feng would no longer become a duelist raised in captivity.
"Xiao Yan wins this duel!"
Xu Nian's voice spread from the control platform.
Chu Yun left the dueling arena through the lifting platform and reunited with Luo Feng and Venerable Wan Lei.
"Your Highness..."
Just as Luo Feng was about to speak, Chu Yun interrupted him. "Whatever it is, we can talk after we return."
Luo Feng immediately closed his mouth and nodded.
"Hahahaha!"
"Congratulations, Young Master Xiao Yan."
"To cross three minor realms and claim victory—Young Master Xiao Yan's talent truly deserves to be called a monster unmatched through the ages!"
"I wonder what kind of sect could cultivate an unparalleled genius like Young Master Xiao Yan. It truly inspires admiration."
Xu Nian approached with two elders of Misty Rain Pavilion, smiling as he praised him.
Chu Yun understood his purpose. He wanted to probe his background.
He merely said, "Steward Xu, you flatter me. I am from the Xiao Family of Wutan City, merely an obscure little lineage."
"My victory today was purely luck."
"The Xiao Family of Wutan City?" Xu Nian had never heard of such a place within the Great Xia Dynasty.
However, he did not question it and immediately smiled. "Young Master Xiao Yan is far too modest. Everyone witnessed your performance today with their own eyes. Why demean yourself?"
Chu Yun smiled faintly. "Steward Xu, may I have my reward now?"
"Of course!"
"From the second-tier prize list of Misty Rain Pavilion, Young Master Xiao Yan may choose any one item," Xu Nian said.
"I have chosen. I want that Evil Infant at the Nirvana Realm Peak," Chu Yun answered.
"The Evil Infant?"
"Young Master Xiao Yan, this Evil Infant at the Nirvana Realm Peak is an extremely dangerous object. If it is carelessly released, even a Venerable Realm expert would need to spend some effort subduing it."
"Are you certain you want this item, Young Master Xiao Yan?" Xu Nian confirmed repeatedly.
Chu Yun answered firmly, "I am certain."
"Very well. I will have someone bring it at once."
Xu Nian did not waste words and directly ordered someone to fetch it.
At this moment, Chu Yun noticed that at least a thousand pairs of eyes around him were watching him from every direction.
Their gazes and expressions varied—shock, admiration, confusion, and some even carried intense hatred. Presumably, they had lost too much in the earlier wagers.
Tie Feng was dead, so Chu Yun was the only one left for them to hate.
Yet Chu Yun did not care. The more people hated him, the better it was for him instead.
Before long, an elder from Misty Rain Pavilion brought over a purple box. Sealed inside was precisely the Evil Infant at the Nirvana Realm Peak.
"Young Master Xiao Yan, here it is."
Xu Nian handed it to him.
After confirming it, Chu Yun accepted it and nodded. "Then I shall take my leave first."
"Take care, Young Master. Misty Rain Pavilion welcomes you to visit again next time," Xu Nian said with a leisurely smile.
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