Preparing to Make a Move

Some people began to retreat, turn around, and eventually transform into Evasion Light, escaping from the Heavenly City suspended in the Cloud Sea.

Even those who have never fought, as long as they have the thought of retreating and admit defeat, the Qi Yun that originally belonged to the Prodigy on their bodies will be silently stripped away and merge into the golden pillar of light that covers the arena.

The murmurs around the arena grew louder and louder, with whispers of "monster" echoing through the crowd.

Chu Wujiu watched this scene with his arms crossed, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Even we consider him an unattainable monster, let alone you who went up to challenge him. It's normal to be scared.

Only...

"I know that the Tribulation of Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages will give birth to Qi Yun, but the aura on his body... is this Qi Yun?" Yan Wujin squatted to the side, scratching his head. At this rate, could he really avenge that punch?

Yun Zexuan stood quietly to the side, and solemnly said, "It's Immortal Bone."

"The Immortal Bone Awakening?" Ji Wuchen turned his head and looked at him, his tone urgent.

If Qin Wangchuan's Immortal Bone were fully awakened, then no matter how hard I tried, I would never be his match.

"No," Zhao Lingyun interrupted in a deep voice, also looking at the arena, "He's still awakening. In my opinion, every time he's injured, his aura becomes more solid. Moreover, the same move is almost ineffective against him the second time."

Chu Wujiu finally moved, summarizing in a gruff voice, "A new ability."

Yan Wujin scratched his head again, then impatiently interjected, "So, the previous moves didn't work on him?"

"It must be a recently awakened ability. The previous techniques are still useful, but we can't use them too often." Yun Zexuan continued his analysis, though he himself seemed somewhat incredulous. "It looks like an ability that makes you stronger when you get injured, but what I see..."

"Even if he wasn't injured, his aura was gradually increasing as he attacked?" Yun Zexuan said, looking around at the group. "Is his Immortal Bone really that domineering?"

A hint of jealousy flashed in Yan Wujin's eyes, and he muttered under his breath, "Damn it... how about I go get a piece of Immortal Bone for transplantation and see?"

The moment those words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent.

The others looked at him with a speechless expression.

Chu Wujiu scoffed, showing no politeness. "Immortal Bone are scarce, and now they're a tempting target for all sorts of old monsters. Who do you think you are?"

Even if you were lucky enough to get a few pieces, transplanting them randomly wouldn't help. We'd have to reverse your innate constitution and put you back in the womb for a complete rebirth.

He glanced at Yan Wujin from head to toe. "What, you think you can crawl back in?"

"What if I crawl back in?" Yan Wujin retorted without any politeness, but this was purely said in anger.

They can't crawl back in.

All eyes were once again focused on the arena.

Qin Wangchuan had just casually sent a challenger flying, and his immortal aura seemed to have become even more profound.

Chu Wujiu straightened up and continued to observe.

"How much of his strength do you think he used in that attack?"

"Fifty percent?" Yun Zexuan guessed.

"I'd say around 40%," Zhao Lingyun estimated conservatively.

At this moment, Wang Xuance slowly walked out from behind, his eyes gleaming with a deep purple light, and his voice was firm. "It's thirty percent."

Thirty percent?!

Chu Wujiu startled upon hearing this, but he did not refute it.

Wang Xuance specializes in [Yellow Springs Water] and [Pupil Technique], and his judgments carry significant weight.

But if this is true, it is too shocking—because Qin Wangchuan just knocked away a powerful expert of the same realm as him!

Even with only 30% of his strength, he could defeat someone of the same realm...

"His Immortal Bone Awakening, making him stronger with each battle, and he learns new moves incredibly quickly. Old moves become useless, and new moves can be easily countered." Chu Wujiu laughed as he spoke, "He's terrifyingly strong now."

"It's time to prepare in advance."

Yun Zexuan immediately chimed in, "If a fight breaks out, that's fine; we can adapt to the situation. But the problem is at the start of the battle—who will he target first, and what tactics will he use?"

Zhao Lingyun pondered, "The opening move will most likely be the Heavenly Sword. Once the Heavenly Sword falls, our formation will definitely break... But it doesn't matter, Ye Lingchuan will make his move."

Ye Lingchuan, who had been sitting behind everyone, opened his mouth upon hearing this, but ultimately said nothing.

He can indeed withstand the Heavenly Sword, although he will suffer considerable injury.

Chu Wujiu nodded. "What we can think of, he can also think of."

"The Taichu God-Burial Sword?" Yun Zexuan suggested another possibility.

"That sword strike is too slow; he doesn't know how to use it," Chu Wujiu denied.

"What about the Supreme Dao Technique?"

"Hiss~ I still don't understand what that thing is. Is it an enhanced attack made by compressing Spiritual Power?"

"That's probably the case. That thing must be quite burdensome, so it's highly unlikely to be used."

"That's the Dao Slash?"

"Possibly."

"Dao Slash..." Zhao Lingyun's expression hardened. "That sword strike was extremely fast and indeed difficult to defend against. There's no other way but to have Ye Lingchuan stand in front."

Hearing his own name called again, Ye Lingchuan finally couldn't help but blurt out, "Zhao Lingyun, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"Why should I be the one to withstand the Heavenly Sword attack, or the one to withstand the Dao Slash? Who's the kind person who would use their trump card as a shield and push it forward like that?!"

Instead of getting angry, Zhao Lingyun wore a "taken-for-granted" expression and casually patted Ye Lingchuan on the shoulder.

"There's no other way; you're the only one who can withstand the Heavenly Sword head-on. It's both the strongest spear and the strongest shield."

"And Zhou Yunyi will help you."

Zhou Yunyi was slacking off further back, was suddenly stunned.

Ah?

Is there anything else I need to do?

After the discussion about the techniques came to a temporary halt, Yun Zexuan steered the conversation to another crucial point. "So, who do you think he'll target first?"

Li Xuan, who had been leaning quietly to one side, holding his sword, slowly opened his eyes:

"It might be me."

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, and all eyes turned to him.

Chu Wujiu raised a thick eyebrow slightly. "How do you know?"

"Intuition." Li Xuan's answer was brief and forceful. He paused, then added, "The intuition of a Sword Cultivator."

"Tch--" Yan Wujin, squatting to the side, let out a disdainful sound without any politeness, "Intuition is intuition, why do you have to add 'Sword Cultivator' to make it seem so cool? According to you, my Golden Yan Wujin Intuition, Lord Golden Crow, will definitely come to me first!"

"Because my son and I are the strongest!"

Li Xuan did not explain, but simply looked up at the figure on the distant arena.

"In the previous battles, I also found him... very unpleasant to look at. He seemed to be holding his own, unable to fully display his abilities."

His tone was calm yet resolute:

"I guess he sees me the same way..."

The moment Li Xuan's gaze fell upon it, he suddenly widened his eyes as if he had seen something incredible, his voice filled with disbelief and astonishment:

"Wait, look!"

"Qin Wangchuan... seems to be dying!"