Round Begins

"I really don't understand whether you've misjudged the situation, are arrogant, or...?"

"Confidence?"

On the Battle Stage, which was ten thousand feet in diameter, nearly two hundred figures stood scattered about. Among them, Bing Jingyu and Xiao Han stood facing each other. The latter's choice left Bing Jingyu, who usually prided himself on being cautious and having everything under control, somewhat at a loss.

The huge gap in combat power gave him strong confidence, but Xiao Han's unusual behavior made Bing Jingyu feel a sense of unease.

In response to Bing Jingyu's question, Xiao Han gave a gentle smile.

"The Ice Spirit Race has devoted such terrifying energy to targeting just one clan. If I were to not participate, wouldn't that be disrespectful to you all?"

"So you're unwilling to give up?" Bing Jingyu's expression was heavy, and he lowered his head with a pained look. "I still wanted to give you a way out."

A gentle expression could not conceal the murderous intent hidden beneath.

"Let's get started."

Bing Jingyu waved his hand, and the presiding Elder, having received the prompt, immediately announced the start of the battle.

In that instant, five blue arrows, trailing icy tails, shot out toward their common target with chilling killing intent.

"That's really true..."

Xiao Han glanced casually at the killing move that was almost equivalent to the full power of five Earthly Supreme, and shook his head regretfully in his heart. With such an obvious gap, why did he still have to test them?

"It'll teach you a lesson."

For Earthly Supreme, a mere ten thousand feet is an instant's distance. The sharp arrow pierced through the figure in the spot in a flash, and the remaining afterimage slowly dissipated.

"What?"

Where are they?

A commotion immediately broke out among the more than one hundred people on the Battle Stage. Their opponent, whom they had been keeping a close eye on, had simply vanished without a sound.

Compared to this group of people, the only five powerful individuals on the field who had reached the Great Perfection Earthly Supreme couldn't help but raise their eyebrows and look curiously at a certain spot. They naturally noticed Xiao Han's terrifying speed and ability to conceal himself.

However, despite noticing it, no one had the thought of speaking up to warn them.

The reason is simple: no one takes this battle, which they are certain to win, seriously.

For them, Xiao Han's A Beast at Bay would provide an excellent viewing experience, as his opponent would soon be exposed on this Battle Stage that was neither too big nor too small.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

What made them pale was that three breaths later, four collision sounds rang out on the Battle Stage one after the other. After the collisions, the four Lower Earthly Supreme who participated in the encirclement lay helplessly on the ground, their bodies twitching from time to time, clearly having lost their fighting ability.

"What happened?"

His lazy, nonchalant gaze suddenly sharpened; at the edge of his vision, two seemingly identical figures simultaneously made the motion of holstering their guns.

"Two people?"

"Are they all physical entities?"

Bing Jingyu reacted the fastest, quickly made countless deductions in his mind, pondering similar supernatural abilities in the Great Thousand World. Soon, his expression froze.

"This is... One Qi Transforming into Three Purities? No, that's not right!"

The ability to One Qi Transforming into Three Purities is not a secret among the powerful beings in the Great Thousand World; the number of three clones does not match the number on the field at all.

Furthermore, to make him believe that someone who has only been in the Great Thousand World for a few years can obtain one of the legendary Thirty-Six Peerless Divine Arts, One Qi Transforming into Three Purities, is wishful thinking!

"Does the Lower Plane also have such amazing supernatural powers?" Looking at the two white-clad figures dodging and weaving amidst the crowd's attack, Bing Jingyu's eyes gradually changed from the usual wariness to burning desire and greed.

Although it's not as powerful as the One Qi Transforming into Three Purities, who would want to fight one-on-one when they can gang up on someone?

At this moment, Xiao Han was unaware that many people had their eyes on his Frost Mirror Image, and he had no time to care.

Even though he and his clone were of equal strength, shared the same mind, and cooperated seamlessly, facing hundreds of experts of the same level, and even dozens of experts whose cultivation was above the first tier, was still a great test for him.

Even though he had tried his best to adjust his position and use many opponents as shields, facing more than a dozen people at the same time was not an easy task.

The spear sliced through the invisible gale, easily deflecting one person's weapon, while another figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"Bang!"

Arriving quickly and flying even faster, the figure was instantly sent flying backward, even taking two unlucky souls with it along the way who couldn't dodge in time.

"Well done!" Xiao Han mentally gave a thumbs-up to the clone that had taken the bullet for him. Then, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his aura suddenly changed. The Spiritual Power that had been flowing like a thin stream in his meridians surged violently, and it felt as if the tides were rising and falling within Xiao Han's body.

"The Spear Lock, Mountainless!"

It was still that seemingly slender spear, but in this instant, it appeared as a mountain to everyone. The white figure, like a piece of plain white silk, moved through the crowd, weaving a picture of death.

"Boom!"

"..."

"The tenth one!"

Xiao Han stopped, his spear tracing a semi-circle at his side before hanging down behind him.

"No..." Xiao Han shook his head again, refuting his conclusion.

"It should be..."

"The fifteenth!"

With a violent impact and a loud crash as his body slammed into the Battle Stage, another Like a Shadow appeared behind Xiao Han like a shadow, the tip of his spear still dripping with blood that had not yet dried.

Time seemed to freeze on the field, and endless horror lingered in the minds of those involved in the encirclement. The fierce look in their eyes at that moment made them feel as if they had fallen into an abyss.

However, it was only for a brief moment. The hot-tempered Bing Lingkun finally couldn't stand it any longer, and his voice boomed like thunder.

"A bunch of idiots, where is the Supreme Dharma Body?"

"Where are your supernatural powers?"

"If you can't catch them, just bombard them with supernatural powers!"

The words fell.

"Hmm?" Xiao Han frowned, this was a problem. Xiao Han could use the crowd to restrict the others' ability to use their supernatural attacks, but if the opponent cleared the Battle Stage, then there would be no point in playing.

In contrast, the others, who had been stuck in a dead end, suddenly had their eyes gleaming with brilliance, when a tall figure appeared out of thin air.

"The Cold Moon Dharma Body!"

"Nine Nether Dharma Body!"

"..."

"Frost Wind Fury!" "Frost Rain Arrow Fall!" "Cold Shadow Tide!"

"Boom!"

Without thinking twice, everyone unleashed all the supernatural powers they possessed toward Xiao Han.

As the smoke cleared, everyone craned their necks to look into the mist, seemingly trying to make out the figure that was most likely to be mangled beyond recognition.

"Buzz!"

The unusual noise startled everyone. Then, a dazzling golden light burst forth from the center. As the light dimmed, their eyes, now adjusted, looked toward the source and gasped in unison.

An unfathomable black hole appeared in everyone's view. However, at the center of the hole, a stone pillar several meters in diameter stood proudly, surrounded by a faint golden light. Xiao Han, who was enveloped in the golden light, did not even have a wrinkle on the hem of his clothes.

As if sensing the horrified gazes of the crowd, a cold glint flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, and a gentle yet indifferent smile appeared eerily.

"Now..."

"Round begins!"