With a tremendous crash, the entire sub-arena shook!
After steadying themselves outside the protective barrier, the spectators could see nothing but blazing firelight. Dense light blades slashed through the air, while cries of pain and wails echoed from the Soul Fighting Stage.
Just as the audience wondered what had happened, the flames gradually dispersed, revealing the scene on the Soul Fighting Stage once more.
The Flame Feather Vermilion Bird, clad in red, rose from a massive crater on the stage. Luo Gu, dressed in black, stood in midair, untouched by the flames.
Nan Li and Luo Gu looked at the Skeleton Team, none of whom could even crawl to their feet. As though accustomed to bloodshed and slaughter, both wore indifferent expressions.
The Skeleton Team's members lay scattered across the Soul Fighting Stage. The spectators, who had seen the Skeleton Team's vicious side many times, found the sight utterly chilling.
Even Director Ao stood frozen in place, speechless for a long while.
Nan Li raised her head and met Luo Gu's downward gaze. Their eyes held the exact same coldness and sharp edge.
The lingering flames divided the red-clad Soul Master surrounded by white from the black-clad Soul Master standing in midair, like light and night facing each other from afar. Though clearly distinct, they gave off a strange sense of harmony.
They were the same kind of people: clear in purpose and decisive in killing. Even if storms battered them from every side, they would carve out a bloody path toward their goals!
Nan Li waved a hand, signaling Luo Gu to return to the ground.
Director Ao finally came back to his senses and hurriedly ordered the staff to carry the Skeleton Team away for treatment.
According to her agreement with the Third Elder, Nan Li had naturally