After a thousand exchanges, Ximeng was battered until his body changed shape. Even after revealing his true form, he could do nothing but take a beating—and he was beaten even more savagely.
"Lord Ximeng, you've lost again. If you lose one more match, you'll have to leave the Holy Dragon Starfield within a month. You must not damage its resources, either. You know what will happen if you do." Bi Fan said with a smile.
Ximeng's face turned ashen. Wave after wave of pain left him unable to speak.
"Sect Master Bi Fan, let's continue with the next match," said another Ninth-grade Primordial Supreme from the Starry Sky Mad Rhinoceros Clan.
"Whirlwind, you're up!" Bi Fan sent out their next expert.
Whirlwind stepped forward, making no attempt to hide his strength. His powerful aura was enough to make anyone tremble.
"This is incredible! Another top-tier Ninth-grade Primordial Supreme!"
"The Six Absolutes Divine Sect is too powerful. The Starry Sky Mad Rhinoceros Clan is doomed!"
"Our days are going to be difficult from now on. It'll be hard to keep the Holy Dragon Starfield stable."
The experts from the nine great powers were all stunned. The Six Absolutes Divine Sect's experts were simply too powerful.
When the Starry Sky Mad Rhinoceros Clan's experts saw Whirlwind step forward, despair washed over them.
"Lord Ximeng, they have another top-tier Ninth-grade Primordial Supreme. If any of our clansmen go up against him, they're walking to their deaths."
"No matter what, we have to fight back. It's my fault for not asking the Dark Demon Race for help sooner. If we lose the Holy Dragon Starfield, I'm afraid we won't be able to answer to the Dark Demon Race." Ximeng was deeply aggrieved.
"I'll go. I'll fight with everything I have."
"Very well. Be