On the arena stage, Ye Lin merely flicked a finger lightly.
That seemingly terrifying Sword Qi instantly shattered into fragments.
A blood hole, neither large nor small, appeared between Meng Zhang's brows.
The Sword Qi Ye Lin had casually formed not only shattered the Sword Qi Meng Zhang had been so proud of, but also pierced through his brain.
However, the Sword Qi did not harm his Primordial Spirit, so his life was not in danger.
"Next."
Ye Lin's voice was icy.
"He's got some skill."
Ji Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.
From the instant Ye Lin made his move, he had known that Ye Lin was no ordinary Daluo Golden Immortal.
With such strength, it was no wonder he had defeated the three clans in succession.
But...
Strong?
No problem. They had numbers.
The five factions combined had more than two hundred Daluo Golden Immortals.
More than two hundred Daluo Golden Immortals—taking turns one by one, surely they could wear down his stamina.
Besides, the formation they had painstakingly set up was meant for precisely this moment.
"Keep going up. Don't give him a chance to catch his breath."
Ji Yang waved a hand lightly, and the cannon-fodder disciples below stepped onto the arena one after another.
Yet Ye Lin slaughtered them as though killing chickens, sending out streak after streak of Sword Qi.
Apart from those at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, disciples of every other cultivation level were instantly defeated in a single move.
Even disciples at the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm could not withstand a second move.
Such strength stunned the entire audience.
The leaders of the other four major factions secretly rejoiced inwardly as well.
Fortunately, they had listened to Ji Yang, that old schemer.
Otherwise, their factions too