The Chancellor's gaze happened to sweep over Zhu Zhuyun, who stood quietly beside him.
Seeing her gazing into the distance, seemingly murmuring something, he grew curious and asked softly.
"Your Majesty, who are you looking at?"
Zhu Zhuyun did not answer immediately. Her gaze never shifted, as though everything else in the world had lost its color.
Following the barely discernible direction of her gaze, the Chancellor slowly looked down.
There, Chen Jue and a young woman were chatting and laughing, their gestures revealing an indescribable intimacy and warmth.
At the sight, an amused smile curled the Chancellor's lips, and he mused to himself.
So she's jealous!
Now that this lad is here, there'll be quite a show to watch.
His gaze shifted again, finally settling on the two men in the arena.
In the arena.
Xiao Tianhong stood tall and straight, like a war god descending to earth.
His fifth soul ring suddenly blazed with deep black light.
Then he leaped lightly into the sky, his effortless grace leaving onlookers awestruck.
"Fifth Soul Skill-Dragon Roar Cleaves the Sky!"
He uttered the words in a low voice, and the Battle Dragon Sword in his hand rapidly expanded into a colossal blade that towered before him.
Its tip pointed straight at the heavens, its keen edge fully exposed. A faint dragon's roar echoed around it, shaking hearts and souls.
With a light flick of his fingers, the gigantic Battle Dragon Sword became an enraged dragon breaking free of its reins.
With a roar that tore through the air, it slashed down at Long Fan on the ground.
Wherever its sword light passed, space itself seemed to split in two.
Facing this sudden, lethal strike, Long Fan's gaze instantly grew grave, without the slightest fear or hesitation.
He gripped the Blood