Yun Qingxue stood in the distance, staring fixedly at that black figure as a complicated emotion surged within her.
She had acted just now only because of Cloudsky Immortal Island's rules—if a guest was humiliated, they had to intervene.
But she had never expected that this person she had regarded as someone "in need of protection" was hiding such terrifying power.
Ye Qingtian lay on the ground, looking at that figure, his eyes filled with unwillingness and complex emotions.
"So... you never used your full strength..." he murmured.
At the center of the Sword Debate Platform, the battle had already reached a fever pitch.
The Third Councilor grew more alarmed with every exchange—Lu Chen's power not only showed no signs of weakening, it was growing stronger and stronger!
With every strike of that tri-colored light, it gnawed away at his bloodlight and depleted his true essence!
He had lived for over a thousand years, yet he had never seen such bizarre power.
"Can't drag this out any longer." He gritted his teeth.
He suddenly withdrew his blade and retreated, forming seals with both hands.
The bloodlight around him surged wildly, gathering behind him into a colossal phantom—it was humanoid, yet a hundred zhang tall, blood-red from head to toe, its features savage as it exuded terrifying pressure.
"Blood Demon True Form!" Sword Fanatic cried out. "Has he gone mad?! This move will drain eighty percent of his blood essence!"
The Third Councilor ignored him, merely staring at Lu Chen with madness filling his eyes.
"To force me to use the Blood Demon True Form, your death will have been worth it!"
As his words fell, the blood demon phantom behind him abruptly opened its eyes, raised its enormous palm, and slammed it down at Lu Chen!
This palm blotted out