Space Black Hole
In reality, the principle was very simple. By mastering the core of the space black hole, he had torn open a space above it, tossed that fireball right in, and smoothly resolved the crisis.
Of course, Bi Fan knew he could not have pulled that off relying solely on his own strength.
Yet he possessed the dragon scale given to him by Xiao Lian, which should be an item of equal importance to the Seven-Colored Purple Crystal Phoenix's natal feather.
It contained a portion of Xiao Lian's own power, and by borrowing it, Bi Fan had accomplished the feat without a sound.
Naturally, the aura captured by the Flame Griffon was also the remnant of Xiao Lian's lingering on the dragon scale.
He might arouse a bit of suspicion at most, but considering his strength level, these people would naturally rule him out.
Zheng Shi'an and Little Purple, who had narrowly escaped death, also offered each other bitter smiles; that sensation of nearing death was definitely not a pleasant thing. Yet having survived the disaster, they were still overjoyed.
He let out a light breath, then looked toward Duan Yuanhang and smiled, "May I ask the adjudicator, am I allowed to leave?"
He also snapped out of his astonishment, smiling and nodding as he said, "Of course you may."
Bai Shan, however, barked coldly, "Adjudicator, I have a question I'd like to raise."
Duan Yuanhang furrowed his brow slightly, but still nodded. "Please speak."
"Your Excellency must have sensed that aura earlier, right? It's clear that someone else was interfering with this battle. Doesn't this lack fairness?"
He sighed softly and nodded. "Yes, I did sense something, and I don't mind telling you that I cannot determine whose aura that was either. If you know, please enlighten