Watching Lai Te walk toward the arena, the other powerhouses of the Chaos Ancient Clan all heaved a sigh of relief.
Unlike them, Lai Te had taken the path of extreme body cultivation. His physical body was simply terrifying.
But the flaw was equally obvious—his Primordial Spirit was far too fragile.
Though it was a Third Heaven Quasi-Saint Realm Primordial Spirit, in the eyes of powerhouses at their level, that was a weakness.
They had been afraid that Lai Te's opponent would be someone exceptionally skilled in Primordial Spirit attacks.
If that were the case, they would be handing over a point outright.
But now...
This was in the bag.
From what they knew, the opponent was the Saintess of the Mystic Phoenix Clan, who cultivated the Great Dao of Blazing Fire.
The Great Dao of Blazing Fire—this was in the bag.
"Damn it, it's him?"
"Fuck, anyone but him! Why did it have to be him? Damn it all!"
"Damned bastard, how is this possible? How could it be such a coincidence?"
"Fuck."
The faces of the cheering powerhouses instantly changed when they saw Liu Yan's opponent—that bald giant.
Those who had been brimming with confidence moments ago now looked utterly dreadful.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, I'm afraid you have no chance now."
"That guy is the body cultivator I told you about before."
"Liu Yan originally had a great chance of winning, but against this guy, her chances are slim."
Yan Ting spoke up to explain it to Ye Lin.
Ye Lin, meanwhile, raised his head and looked toward the bald man in the distance.
By his senses, this bald man was indeed powerful.
Not merely powerful—exceptionally so.
"Liu Yan cultivates the Great Dao of Blazing Fire, and her attacks are exceedingly fierce. That fellow's body, meanwhile, is