As the Restriction Light Barrier over the main arena of the Dragon Abyss Conference grew so thin it was almost invisible.
Just as it was about to vanish in another instant.
A scream rang out from the center of the arena, and a figure flew sideways, spraying blood.
Yun Wuhen's white robes were now stained crimson, and his eyes were shrouded in profound terror.
He had clearly restored his Dantian, undergone a complete transformation, and vastly increased his strength, intending to slay his enemy with his own hands.
Yet that man's strength had once again exceeded his expectations, plunging him into mortal peril.
If their opponent had only narrowly won a hard-fought victory in their previous battle.
Then this battle was an utter crushing.
In their brief exchange, Yun Wuhen had already suffered grievous injuries and could barely fight any longer.
As he flew sideways, he suddenly looked up and saw the formation's light barrier on the verge of disappearing.
An intense desire to live instantly flared in his eyes. He frantically circulated his energy, accelerating toward the edge of the arena.
He even reached one hand forward, passing it through a crack in the light barrier and touching the space outside the arena.
"Pfft...!"
Yun Wuhen's body jolted violently.
A point of silver light flashed from his abdomen, accompanied by blood gushing out like a spring.
Yun Wuhen froze in place and turned his head in disbelief.
His gaze met that of the black-clad figure who had abruptly appeared behind him like a ghost.
Beneath that black mask were eyes as cold and indifferent as ice, like a stare from hell.
Yun Wuhen's gaze trembled before finally dimming rapidly.
"I... I still lost to you!"
"You are extremely clever and extraordinarily gifted. Unfortunately, you chose the wrong opponent, and