Venerable Tuyue struggled desperately, kicking wildly at Blood Tiger and Qing Chen in an attempt to escape his predicament, but it was all in vain.
At last, Venerable Tuyue could no longer withstand the succession of powerful attacks. His body swayed a few times before he collapsed heavily to the ground.
Blood Tiger, too, could hold on no longer after enduring Venerable Tuyue's crushing staff strike and repeated kicks.
The blood aura surrounding its body rapidly broke apart, turning into a mass of qi and blood and magic power that dissipated into the air.
The instant Blood Tiger was dispersed, the strand of Qing Chen's spiritual sense attached to it was also obliterated.
Pain shot through Qing Chen's mind. He had also lost a considerable amount of magic power, and his face turned somewhat pale.
Still, he knew that once he reached the next trial, everything would be restored.
This little pain was nothing but a bit of wind and frost.
The moment Venerable Tuyue's figure disintegrated and vanished, even the surrounding air seemed to freeze for an instant.
Immediately afterward, the enormous stone stele standing directly in front of the Martial Arts Stage suddenly blazed with light.
A dazzling beam of golden light shot toward Qing Chen once more.
The golden light was astonishingly fast, arriving in a flash. Qing Chen's thoughts raced, and he knew that with its uncanny speed, he had no way to dodge.
He steeled himself. Since I can't dodge it, I might as well not try. I'll get into position and take it calmly!
Thus, he stopped making any futile attempts to resist and simply stood firmly where he was, allowing the golden light to envelop him.
In an instant, a strange sensation welled up within Qing Chen.
"Oh, that feels good!"
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