"Boom..." "Boom..." "Boom..."
The echoes of battle reverberated throughout the entire starry sky, and now only fifty battles remain before Mountain of Dao Attainment.
Twelve of them were the most dazzling, having already unleashed their full strength, clearly aiming to defeat the easily projected opponents. The remaining thirty-eight were struggling to hold on.
Even discerning cultivators could see that the blue-robed phantom that the thirty-eight people were facing was clearly weaker.
The blue-clad phantom that those twelve people faced was even stronger!
The fluctuations in the battle between the two alone differed by more than ten times!
As time went by, the blue-robed projection's combat power grew stronger and stronger.
In fact, this is a special setting of the Mountain of Dao Attainment arena. In the early stages, the Elder in green robes limited the strength of the projections. The longer those cultivators persisted, the greater the difficulties they faced.
Only when more than half an hour has passed will the blue-robed projection unleash its full power.
At this point, time had lost its meaning. For the remaining cultivators, the only outcome was victory or a draw!
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, half an hour has passed.
Just as the nine elders of Mountain of Dao Attainment had predicted, only the twelve most dazzling individuals remained at this point.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from all twelve arenas, and then the surrounding cultivators saw the aura of the twelve blue-robed projections explode instantly.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
With twelve consecutive sounds, the aura of the twelve blue-robed projections had fully erupted, and beams of light shot into the sky, their terrifying power increasing more than a hundredfold compared to before.
Upon seeing this, the twelve prodigies on the other side all changed their expressions; their opponent had suddenly become much stronger!
So this is his true strength at his peak!
Some cultivators who had just realized what was happening couldn't help but turn their gazes to the blue-robed elder at the top. They simply couldn't believe that he, still only at the Immortal King Realm, had already reached such a terrifying level. Just how extraordinary must his realm be now?
As their power increased, the eyes of those blue-robed projections brightened considerably, and the wisp of divine sense they had just received was instantly infused with a great deal of combat experience.
"Finally, we can go all out." The twelve blue-robed projections smiled faintly at the same time, all showing a smile as they looked at the figure opposite them.
Before he could finish speaking, the blue-robed projection vanished from its spot, and in the next instant, it appeared before the twelve chosen ones.
He threw a punch lightly, as if he hadn't used any special power at all.
In an instant, the entire arena began to shake uncontrollably.
The news spread like wildfire, from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred, and a terrifying tremor reverberated throughout the entire arena. As if sensing something, the outer blue light screen suddenly changed color slightly, completely blocking out the scene inside.
When the power of the projection dissipated, only two of the twelve prodigies remained standing, while the other ten collapsed onto the arena.
Even the last two remaining had pushed their auras to the limit and were subjected to extremely powerful attacks.
Now that ten people have fallen, although each of them was qualified to become Inner Sect Core Disciple, they are by no means at ease at this moment.
Baili Luoxing's face was deathly pale. The attack from the green-robed phantom had broken all the bones in his body, and his divine weapons were shattered all over his body. Even the most important sword was covered with cracks.
The only reason Baili Luoxing is still able to remain conscious is because, at that critical moment, his natal magic weapon helped him withstand 99% of the pressure.
Looking at Murong Liu and Feng Shenlang, who were still standing, Baili Luoxing gave a bitter smile and murmured, "In the end, we still lost..."
"Hey, how are you?" Murong Liu turned his gaze to Baili Luoxing and asked with concern.
The three of them had a fairly good relationship among the Primordial Sequence Disciple, so they naturally offered their concern.
From the other direction, Feng Shenlang also remained silent, only turning his gaze in that direction, his concern evident.
This scene, however, greatly surprised the nine elders in the heavens.
"These three kids actually know each other?"
"These guys seem to get along pretty well!"
The countless cultivators watching shared the same thought: one genius was already so troublesome, let alone three.
The shock they felt at this moment was no less than when they had just witnessed the full-scale eruption of the blue-robed projection.
"Don't worry, I won't die. I've just embarrassed the Palace Master," Baili Luoxing said somewhat unwillingly.
"Hey, you two, pull yourself together!"
"The other side is just a projection. We can't let the three of us all get killed here, or we'll really lose face!" Baili Luoxing continued.
"Do you even need to tell me?" Feng Shenlang finally spoke.
"Don't worry!" Murong Liu also said.
Upon hearing this, the two exchanged a smile. So what if the other party was a genius from the Dao Qi era? In any case, the other party only possessed the power of the Immortal King Realm at the moment.
They absolutely cannot afford to lose this battle!
Thinking of this, Murong Liu's fighting spirit intensified, and golden light shone brightly around him once again, his fighting will actually improved.
On the other hand, the overwhelming black energy completely contracted and merged into Feng Shenlang 'Feng Shenlang body.
All that could be seen was that Feng Shenlang's clothes were moving without any wind, and his aura was constantly rising, clearly indicating that he had not used his full strength in the previous attack.
Now only two battlefields remain, one gold and one black, creating a stark contrast that has completely captured the attention of all the cultivators.
As the battle intensifies, the outermost rings gradually merge into the main arena, increasing its strength and size, and giving them more room to maneuver.
Countless cultivators held their breath and concentrated, and another half hour passed.
Of the arenas that were previously Mountain of Dao Attainment, only two remain; the remaining smaller arenas have been completely merged.
Upon seeing this, the two blue-robed projections spoke simultaneously, their voices almost overlapping. "It's time to end this!"
After saying that, a pale blue light emanated from the blue-robed projection, and it floated towards the sky. At this moment, the blue-robed projection seemed to have turned into a weightless leaf, floating in the sky.
" Origin Technique! Lightning Art!"
Without any warning, endless lightning power fell from the sky, and the lightning palace carried an aura of world destruction, making the surrounding cultivators' scalps tingle, let alone Feng Shenlang and Murong Liu, who were standing in the center of the arena.