In an instant, a soft yet irresistible white light flared, wrapped around Ji Li's battered body, and teleported him out of the Arena.
Several Healer Cultivators who had been waiting nearby immediately gathered around him. Spiritual light flickered as they began stabilizing his injuries.
After all, he was a prodigy of the Dao Academy, and several deans were overseeing the match in person. Even if that Golden Eye Illusion-Breaker had struck his eyes, a protective restriction would have triggered an instant before it caused irreversible harm. They would never have let him die or suffer a lasting injury.
As for the Arena...
Chu Bai was hardly in better shape.
He was drenched in blood, his clothes torn to shreds. Tiny cuts covered every inch of exposed skin, carved there by the geomagnetic storm.
Kneeling on one knee with a hand braced against the ground, he gasped for breath. Each inhalation sent searing pain through his chest and lungs.
The power of that Two Poles Skyfall had been terrifying—a killing move capable of crushing even an elite aberrant.
Ji Li had not used it even when besieged by several opponents earlier. Perhaps he had been saving it for the decisive moment.
Even with his Perfected Level Origin Guard Shield protecting him and his body strengthened by Killing Intent, Chu Bai had struggled to withstand that all-pervasive tearing force.
His organs were shaken and his meridians damaged. He was badly hurt.
But...
Chu Bai slowly raised his head. Looking at the empty space across the Arena, he managed a strained smile.
With his opponent eliminated, the outcome was decided.
He drew a deep breath, endured the pain wracking his body, and slowly rose on trembling legs.
He looked battered, and his footing was unsteady, but he stood. His back remained straight.
He