Elder Tong Xuan

"Look! That black finger actually held back Xiao Ling's halo!"

The first to cry out was an elderly man from a reclusive sect in the Central Plains, seated in the front row of the stands. His withered finger pointed rigidly at the two clashing energies in midair, his voice trembling with disbelief.

His cry was like a stone dropped into boiling water, instantly igniting a commotion throughout the arena. Thousands of eyes locked onto the sky as gasps rose one after another.

"It... it really stopped it! The Gu Clan's Great Nirvana Finger truly lives up to its reputation!" Someone clenched the corner of their robes, their tone filled with shock. Xiao Ling's effortless suppression of Gu Yao was still fresh in their minds, yet now Gu Yao had turned the situation around with a Heavenly Tier Dou Technique, leaving them breathing rapidly.

Some disciples from factions close to the Gu Clan could not help raising their voices, with a hint of smugness in their tones. "That's what I said! How could the Gu Clan's ultimate arts, passed down for ten thousand years, be compared to just any Dou Technique? It was already surprising that Xiao Ling could produce a Heavenly Tier Dou Technique, but when it comes to foundations, he still cannot compare to Gu Yao!"

The discussions spread through the plaza like a rising tide. As many watched the enormous hundred-zhang black finger steadily suppressing the black halo, looks of realization gradually appeared on their faces.

Someone shook their head softly and sighed, "It seems this duel is about to be decided... Xiao Ling may be strong, but he was careless. The Great Nirvana Technique is, after all, the Gu Clan's trump card. Trying to take it head-on was still far too overconfident."

Unlike the surrounding voices declaring