Back in Youyun Heaven.
Because Zhang Moyan had voluntarily conceded the previous match, many cultivators believed Xu Taiping had an undeserved reputation and little actual strength.
But after watching this match, those cultivators all chose to shut their mouths.
After all, the fearsome reputations of the Mutual Harm Spell Body and Mad Ghost Blood spoke for themselves. Not just anyone could endure the pain inflicted by the Mutual Harm Spell Body and break through Mad Ghost Blood's Blood Prison.
"Elder Brother, I really never expected Ye Feiyu to be stopped in this round."
In the pavilion stands occupied by the Guangling Pavilion disciples, Mu Yuchen's eyes were still filled with disbelief as she watched the blood-covered Xu Taiping walk down from the Golden Scale Platform, step by step.
"Yes. Before coming here, the Taihao Sect swore that Ye Feiyu had what it took to place in at least the top ten."
A hint of schadenfreude appeared on Mu Yun's face as well.
Outwardly, Guangling Pavilion and the Taihao Sect had a reasonably good relationship, but behind the scenes, their overt and covert struggles were no fewer than those between other sects.
"Still, I think the Taihao Sect must have kept something in reserve."
Mu Yuchen turned to Mu Yun.
"If they really have, we should be able to tell this round. Take Dongfang Yuejian and Zhu Qiongmo of Chenglong Heaven. They originally hid their abilities so well, but two disciples from Mysterious Wasteland Heaven still forced them to show their tails in the last round."
Mu Yun stroked his chin as he spoke.
"If I remember correctly, Dongfang Yuejian seems to be fighting another disciple from Mysterious Wasteland Heaven in this coming round."
Something suddenly occurred to Mu Yuchen. She quickly took out her Spirit Mirror and checked it, then