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The scene in the arena was still changing, but it was no longer a battle.
It was inundation.
It was devouring.
Bursting through the earth!-An enormous jadeite vine thicker than an adult's thigh crushed the bluestone slabs, like an enraged dragon turning over after millions of years buried deep beneath the earth, and stabbed ferociously toward the heavens.
Bursting through the earth!-Another wave of vines erupted furiously from the cracks! They were not simply growing; it was more as though they were manifesting simultaneously through fractures in space. Every vine flowed with an almost tangible azure-green radiance, its bark rough as dragon scales, its thorns as cold and menacing as refined steel fangs.
Bursting through the earth!-Without pause, without end! Wherever the eye could reach, to the very limits of vision, there were only vines!
The vast circular arena, two hundred and fifty meters in diameter-
Was gone!
It had vanished completely beneath an azure-green ocean that surged with furious, frenzied growth, blotting out the sky and sun.
The stage that had once symbolized glorious clashes between Soul Masters had now become a seething inferno of vines, twisting together and grinding everything beneath them.
In the centuries of history recorded since the Gaoying Tournament began, there had never been a sight like this-one person, single-handedly, transforming heaven and earth in an instant!
"Heavens..." Someone in the distant stands gaped, but all that emerged was a hoarse rasp of air scraping through their throat.
A chill-no, a bone-deep cold-exploded from the depths of every spectator's spine!
This was no longer clever use of a soul skill or suppression through strength. It was... absolute engulfment and erasure, as though the mighty forces of nature had descended.
How could