Five vs. Five: Victory

"The first!" Veiled Moon, the Soul Sage, shouted coldly. The hazy moon blade in her hand blazed brightly as her fifth soul skill activated. A massive crescent-shaped blade of light swept out!

The injured Soul Emperor barely gathered Soul Power to defend himself, but weakened by the Thorn Prison, his defensive barrier was frail. With a ripping sound, the moon blade tore through it, carving another bone-deep wound across his chest. Blood sprayed wildly as he was sent flying, only to be caught directly by the referee, who declared him unable to continue fighting.

Less than thirty breaths into the match, the Golden Saber Sect had already lost one member!

The stands erupted in an uproar. The Golden Saber Sect's supporters felt their hearts sink, while even more spectators were stunned by Flower-Washing Valley's exquisite, ruthless coordination and control.

"Mu Qinglin still hasn't made a move." Li Xuansheng's gaze settled on the woman in green. She merely stood quietly beside Su Qingshuang, occasionally raising a hand to point. The wildly growing dark-silver thorns then seemed to surge toward specific targets with even greater precision.

With one member down, a flaw appeared in the Golden Saber Sect's formation. Flower-Washing Valley pressed its advantage without mercy. The Cold Moon Sword and Veiled Moon, the Soul Sage, coordinated ever more seamlessly. With Liu Qingyan's vines supporting them and Su Qingshuang's Thorn Prison controlling the field, they began concentrating their attacks on another level-sixty-eight assault-type Soul Emperor.

Jin Feng was furious beyond measure and finally stopped holding back. The seventh soul ring beneath his feet—that profound black soul ring—suddenly erupted with heaven-shaking brilliance. "Seventh soul skill—Mountain-Breaking Golden Saber Avatar!"

Boom! Vast Soul Power surged into the sky as Jin Feng's body fused with the phantom of the Mountain-Breaking Golden Saber, transforming into a colossal