"Dong!..."
Just as Gongshu Nanxing's heart tightened at the sight and she prepared to rush onto the arena, a golden ring formed from magical power suddenly flew out from behind Xu Taiping's head and slammed into the head of the peng bird formed from Netherfrost Sword Qi.
"Boom!"
What surprised everyone even more was that this seemingly small golden ring actually stopped the enormous peng bird formed from Netherfrost Sword Qi.
Like a lone island in a river, the golden ring forcibly divided the surging Netherfrost Sword Qi.
Standing behind the ring, Xu Taiping remained completely unharmed.
"It... it stopped it!"
After a brief, deathly silence, cries of astonishment soon rose around the arena again.
"Buddhism actually has a Divine Ability capable of blocking Netherfrost Sword Qi? Impossible..."
At this sight, Jun Shuyan first looked baffled, then turned to Gongshu Nanxing beside him with a look of realization.
"Brother Du, could you and Brother Song both be Otherworlders?"
Gongshu Nanxing merely glanced at Jun Shuyan, signaling him to stay quiet with an icy look, before fixing her gaze firmly on the arena ahead once more.
Compared to whether Xu Taiping lived or died in the arena right now, having their identities exposed was a trivial matter.
Xuanyuan Xueluo, who was also watching from nearby, likewise realized that Xu Taiping in the arena was not a cultivator from the Mysterious Wasteland Tower, but an Otherworlder.
"If I remember correctly, only an Otherworlder could possess this kind of Buddhist Divine Ability."
Xuanyuan Xueluo murmured with a frown.
What surprised her even more was that whenever she stared at Song Xian's back on the platform, his silhouette would overlap with Rusty Lion's in her mind.
"Could it... really be him?"
In certain matters, a woman's intuition was far sharper than a man's.
Yet