"No—!"
Elder Ma's eyes nearly burst with rage.
An eighth-level Soul Tool at the peak of its rank—if it were destroyed, even the Sun Moon Empire would feel the sting!
And the Judgment Sword was a Soul Tool of especially high technical complexity.
"Crack... Boom!!!"
Under the onslaught of the Yin-Yang Twin Flames, this peak eighth-level masterpiece, powerful enough to rival a Level 9 Soul Tool, failed to last even a second. With a shriek under the strain, it exploded!
Countless metal fragments mixed with raging energy and shot in every direction.
The entire arena fell silent.
Everyone was so stunned by the sheer dominance of that moment that they couldn't utter a word.
"You brat! You! You actually dared to destroy my team's prized weapon! I'll—"
Elder Ma trembled with fury. He pointed at Ji Jing, hopping mad.
Ji Jing casually brushed the dust from his clothes, as if he'd done nothing more than swat away a speck of dirt.
He shot Elder Ma a cold glance, ignored his furious shouting, and turned to leave.
Only as he descended the steps did his calm voice drift back:
"If you have a problem with it, come find me at Shrek."
"Even if Kong Deming comes, I'll gladly take him on."
With that, he returned to Shrek's rest area, leaving behind only his arrogant silhouette.
Back in the rest area, Ji Jing walked to the unconscious Ma Xiaotao and sent a wisp of gentle golden flame into her brow with his fingertip.
A moment later, he withdrew his hand, his expression calm.
"She's fine."
Under the absolute suppression of the Bingwu Primordial Yang Sacred Fire, the rampaging Evil Fire had been completely subdued. It wouldn't dare stir again.
She only needed to rest for a while to recover.
Only then did