Although cultivators at the Saint Realm are no match for the major sects, they are still quite suitable as a warm-up arena competition.
After all, those who can stand on the Primordial Arena now are at least at the Peak of the Saint Realm, and their various techniques and spells are still worth learning from and observing.
Fighting against opponents of higher levels is commonplace for many of them. Therefore, although it is said to be a battle at the Saint level, the cultivators involved in the battle actually possess at least the combat capabilities of Saint King.
Some beings can even enhance their strength to the peak of the Peak of the Late-stage Saint King through cultivation techniques, which is truly terrifying.
Before we knew it, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed.
The number of battles has been reduced by half, and defeated cultivators will be directly teleported back to their original positions by the Primordial Rankings.
Among the spectators, whenever someone was defeated, others would follow suit.
Lin Yu glanced at it but didn't pay any more attention.
The intentions of many who left were self-evident; they simply saw the martial arts techniques or rare treasures they desired during the recent arena competition and wanted to possess them.
Even if they are defeated, how bad could the cultivators who can stand on the Primordial Arena be in terms of talent, ability, and survival skills?
Those cultivators who want to seize their rare treasures may not be their match.
Moreover, some people left with admiration in their eyes, clearly wanting to be recruited into the sect or taken in as personal disciples to become core members.
In this situation, Lin Yu naturally wouldn't get too involved.
After all, these cultivators are already powerful, and given time, it's only a matter of time before they join the major sects.
In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the observing cultivators could already discern many issues.
What I just mentioned were only the defeated cultivators; there are still many cultivators continuing to fight on the arena.
During this period, some skilled individuals have already been able to discern which players are the top contenders.
East.
A young man in white robes, surrounded by golden light, was facing a black bat of similar strength.
The black bat was also at the peak of the Peak Late-Stage Saint. Its arms could stretch for tens of thousands of miles, and its bloodline was not simple either, as if it possessed a trace of ancient blood.
"Roar!"
The black bat roared and charged towards the white-robed youth, attempting to use its own power to forcefully suppress him.
"Hmph!" The white-robed youth sneered, a golden halo shimmering around him. As the black bat approached, the halo suddenly doubled in size.
"Aaaaaahh...
The moment the black bat's wings touched the halo, it let out a series of shrill screams.
His wing had a large hole torn in it, with wisps of smoke rising from it, making him look utterly miserable.
Before the young man had even made a move, the black bat was already injured, which nearly enraged him.
"Roar!" Just as the black bat was about to regroup and charge forward again, it discovered that the white-clad youth who had been right in front of it had vanished!
"Roar!" the black bat roared and flew upwards.
The space is so small, and there's nowhere to hide, yet the young man in white has vanished. Could he be using an invisibility spell?
Just then, a soft chuckle sounded from behind the black bat, "What, are you looking for me?"
The black bat turned around and saw that the white-clad youth had somehow landed on its back.
As he turned around, his eyes met those of the young man in white.
Danger!
The black bat's biological instincts gave it a signal; almost instinctively, it wanted to flee.
However, it was all too late. The young man in white raised his hand and grabbed the black bat's wing.
"Click... click..."
Terrifying sounds emanated from inside the black bat's body, and at the same time, the black bat's screams traveled out in the form of sound waves.
However, due to the invisible barrier, the black bat's voice was ultimately not heard, but rather compressed into a certain range.
"Buzz..."
The sound waves caused ripples to spread across the barrier.
"Aww/Ah/Ah/Ah..."
With a final scream, the young man in white actually twisted off the bat's wing.
The opponent possessed ancient bloodlines and was a Demon Race, with extraordinary physical strength. However, in front of the white-robed youth, he was as fragile as paper.
"Boom!"
The young man in white showed no mercy and threw another punch. With a "bang," the black bat fell to the ground and fell silent.
The young man in white stepped on the black bat-shaped fabric, his eyes filled with a condescending disdain.
Then, without seeing how the white-clad youth moved, a soft popping sound was heard, and the black bat had already turned into a pile of blood mist.
"Huh, interesting?" Lin Yu naturally noticed the white-clad youth with extraordinary physical strength as well.
However, his monstrous strength was less a matter of physical power and more a result of some extremely special technique. Lin Yu actually sensed a trace of mastery over it.
It's hard to believe that this kid is only at the Saint level of cultivation.
To achieve such accomplishments at the Saint level is already quite astonishing.
"The stronger the opponent, the stronger you become; not bad, not bad." Lin Yu looked at the fighting spirit burning in the white-robed youth's eyes and couldn't help but smile and nod.
After watching the battle on this side, Lin Yu turned his head to the other side.
To Lin Yu's surprise, this time the opponent was a familiar figure.
It was the same race Lin Yu had seen in the Xuanxuan Plane before, called the Heaven-Surging Toad.
This Heaven-Surging Toad is an extremely unique race even within the entire Southern Heaven Great Domain. Based on the power of its bloodline, it can undergo multiple transformations, gaining different abilities with each transformation.
The transformation that the Heaven-Surging Toad in front of Lin Yu had undergone was extremely beneficial to its combat.
He can ignore any magical attack and directly deflect it. With a wide-open mouth, he can even absorb the opponent's attack and use it to increase his own spiritual power concentration.
A long tongue also possesses considerable offensive power.
As for the creature opposite the Heaven-Surging Toad, it was rather unlucky. Although its strength was also at the Peak Late-Stage Saint, it was disturbed by the rebounding spell.
Before anyone could react, the creature opposite them was swept away by the toad's tongue and swallowed whole, its life force vanishing completely.