Spirit Art Hall

Yang Hong fell to the ground unconscious. The avatar formed by using spiritual energy to activate the Ancient Tiger Dragon essence could no longer be maintained. The giant beast vanished, leaving only a pale-faced youth in green lying in the deep crater he had created.

Over the past month, aside from completely refining the Spirit Soul Pill and advancing to the late Spirit Soul Realm, Mu Chen had spent all his remaining cultivation time comprehending the reward given by the white-clothed man with exceptionally bright eyes in that unknown space after clearing the thirteenth floor of the Trial Tower.

The Soul Suppressing Art truly deserved its rating as a top-tier God Art. With Nine Nether's power bolstering it, Mu Chen's soul-targeting attack directly knocked Yang Hong unconscious.

Then, using the divine ability "Time Zero" he had obtained from Di Er Meng, he moved onto the stone platform where the flag stood and pulled it out.

Neither action took much time. They were completed almost instantly.

Mu Kui and Bing Qing stared blankly at the fallen Yang Hong, looking as though they had seen a ghost.

What exactly had Mu Chen done?

Yang Hong, whose cultivation had already reached the middle Rongtian Realm and who had refined such a powerful spirit beast essence, had actually been defeated without a sound?

They knew that if they themselves faced Yang Hong, they would not have much confidence in winning.

The way they looked at Mu Chen was now filled with wariness.

Especially since they could not understand the method he had used. The unknown was always the most frightening.

Standing high in the air and looking down below, Elder Zhutian, dressed in white robes with white hair and the face of a youth, smiled.

"That move just now was some kind of soul