On the dais, the Ceremony Elder's expression changed, and immortal power surged through his body.
In Yun Qingqu's eyes, the cold smile of a successful scheme had already slithered up to his brows like a venomous snake.
Yet,
Just before Yun Li's blood-red bone claws pierced Yun Qingqu's chest-
"Clang!"
An Ancient Spear of dark yellow and mysterious black tore through the air from the head seat of the Twelve Young Masters!
Though launched later, the spear arrived first, barring the space between the bone claws and the heart with flawless precision and instantly knocking the two apart!
At the same time, a black-clad figure slipped in like a phantom, appearing soundlessly beside Yun Li.
A slender, steady hand, seemingly capable of holding up mountains, rested gently on his violently trembling shoulder.
Turning sideways, Yun Qing slowly emerged from behind Yun Li, his handsome, composed face bearing an unquestionable air of authority.
"Enough."
That single word, spoken calmly, was like the divine needle that steadied the seas, abruptly suppressing all the seething chaos in the arena.
Yun Qing... had intervened!
He had forcibly halted this life-and-death struggle just before blood was spilled!
The entire arena fell deathly silent.
With his blood-red claws blocked, Yun Li whipped his crimson eyes toward Yun Qing, only to abruptly regain his senses the instant they met those deep, fathomless double pupils.
The delight on Yun Qingqu's face froze in an instant, turning to horror.
"Yun Li!" A furious shout exploded through the air as an elder from Yun Qingqu's branch finally reacted. Their branch's Peerless Immortal Seedling had nearly been ruined by this little bastard!
Shocked and enraged, he barked, "How dare you maim a fellow clansman before everyone's eyes?! Guards! Seize this brute at-"
Before he could finish,
Yun Qing gently removed his