Meanwhile, in Vermilion Bird Square outside the secret realm, everyone clicked their tongues in amazement at the sight.
Some praised it, some envied it, and others cursed in jealousy... opinions were divided.
"Damn it, they really fought to a draw..."
"I lost everything! Those two bastards-how could they just stop fighting like that?"
While some were still dwelling on the outcome of Shen Luo and Seven Kills' battle, the betting stalls were already calling for more wagers. Fighting had begun elsewhere in the secret realm...
Near the martial platform, Chen Shiyuan also wore a puzzled expression.
How long had it been since he gave Shen Luo the Pure Yang Burning Sword technique? How had he mastered it so quickly? And the power he displayed was actually quite impressive.
Shen Luo's Pure Yang Sword Embryo was clearly still in the sword-nurturing stage. He should not even have begun tempering it yet, so how could he fight a Mahayana Late Stage cultivator on equal footing?
The more he thought about it, the more questions he found.
On the elevated platform, the Immortal Race woman with a gauze veil over her face watched Shen Luo and could not help praising him:
"This young friend of the Human Race is quite clever. Knowing others were approaching, he pretended to draw Spirit Spring Water while actually hiding the Moon-Reflecting Spirit Laurel Mirror deeper underground, beyond the reach of their divine sense. Then he doubled back to retrieve the treasure. Very good, very good."
"Fairy Fuyao, your Heavenly Palace has certainly been generous this time, offering even a magic treasure like the Moon-Reflecting Spirit Laurel Mirror as a reward," Cheng Yaojin said with a smile upon hearing her.
The representatives of the Demon Race and Demon Clan said nothing. Each simply watched the disciples of their