The entire arena was completely silent.
Not only were the Human Race stunned, but even the Alien Race were taken aback.
The His Highness Thirty-Four is dead!?
He died so hastily? How could that be!
The pressure exerted by the His Highness Thirty-Four earlier was undeniably strong. Even the second- Tian Shenyue of the Ten Heroes of the Ancient Realm, Tian Shenyue, was utterly helpless against him, and even Ji Linyuan, the leader of the Ten Heroes, suffered a crushing defeat...
So powerful it's breathtaking...
But now... he's dead?
Moreover, his neck was cleanly and decisively severed with a single blow...
"Not an illusion?"
One of the Alien Race blurted out, his voice filled with disbelief and doubt.
But clearly, it wasn't an illusion.
The Alien Race lived up to its reputation for physical strength; its neck was severed, and blood gushed from the cut, resembling a human fountain.
His body crashed to the ground, falling towards Lianxin, but she swept it away with her One Sword, and it fell to the ground.
He died in the exact same way as Jiang Ta.
At this moment, even the Alien Race was shocked!
The His Highness Thirty-Four was no ordinary Alien Race; to be instantly killed by One Sword strike seemed like a dream, yet it actually happened.
The His Highness Twenty-Seven, whose words had been interrupted by Lianxin going on stage, narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl standing on the stage, his eyes flashing with displeasure.
Especially since Thirty-Four died just like that...
Others might not care, but Thirty-Four was of Imperial Blood, and to die so easily in a contest he had instigated, even he would be held accountable.
For some reason, a bad premonition suddenly flashed through the mind of the His Highness Twenty-Seven.
Things gradually spiraled out of his control.
He glanced at the Human Race who had recovered and were cheering, frowned in disgust, and casually pointed to one of the Alien Race on his side.
"You Ji, go!"
The one whose name was called was the only female Alien Race.
She tilted her head and pouted coquettishly.
"My Twenty-Seven Brother Wang really knows how to order people around."
As she spoke, she slowly stood up. Her petite figure appeared exceptionally fragile in the hands of the White Bone Demon General, yet her smile grew even more alluring. Her crimson nails pressed against her heart, and her slender, snake-like tongue gently licked her lips, like a slowly blooming datura flower.
"But that's exactly what I was thinking too."
"Her skin is so beautiful, I want to peel it off and make my eighty-sixth piece of beautiful skin!"
The skeletal demon's enormous figure creaked and groaned as it swung its arms, raising the object to a position parallel to the arena, and sending You Ji onto the stage.
She stepped onto the arena, her gaze towards Su Lianxin growing increasingly audacious, like a beautiful snake eyeing a prized possession, flicking her tongue and pointing at Su Lianxin with haughty arrogance.
I want your skin!
Below the arena, the His Highness Twenty-Seven's eyes were deep and unfathomable.
You Ji was not royalty.
However, she is a rare genius among the God Clan, and her strength is no less than that of the royal family.
If ranked, her strength is comparable to that of a member of the royal family ranked Thirty.
Although she was not royalty, nor did she Imperial Blood, she was extremely powerful, in no way inferior to Imperial Blood, and... she had even awakened the God Clan bones of a god!
Moreover... he is a descendant of that person.
That being, before his fall, was even more terrifying than his father.
If he hadn't fallen, their father wouldn't have been able to sit on the throne.
Thinking of this, Twenty-Seven subtly suppressed the apprehension in his eyes.
Meanwhile, the Human Race, having witnessed Su Lianxin kill the His Highness Thirty-Four with One Sword strike, were momentarily stunned before snapping back to reality and went completely mad.
This is the first time that the Human Race's prodigies have achieved an absolute victory!
And it only took One Sword!
The corpse of the His Highness Thirty-Four is laid out below the arena; this is the strongest proof of her strength.
Such strength is terrifying!
Some cultivators from the Ancient Alliance had strange expressions on their faces, because they remembered that before this, they had actually been foolish enough to argue about who was the number one Lianxin Di Xi...
Looking back now, they're all so embarrassed they want to slap themselves.
It's laughable that they were so sincere, only to find out now. Lianxin probably doesn't step forward because she thinks it's too childish and is too lazy to explain.
If it were them, being compared to ants, they wouldn't personally come forward to explain that they are stronger than ants.
Although Di Xi was not an ant, they were practically... practically...
However, after a brief period of strangeness, they became excited again.
There are no members of the Ancient Alliance Profound Alliance left now. The battle has reached this point, and everyone here is a cultivator from the Profound Domain. Lianxin's strength is formidable, which is a good thing, an incredibly good thing!
With such a prodigy among Human Race, perhaps...
We can win!
A spark of hope suddenly ignited in the eyes of many.
Su Lianxin coldly stared at the arrogant Alien Race woman who dared to say she wanted to take her skin, not even bothering to respond.
As Human Race, she had long harbored murderous intent towards these individuals who dared to trample on the dignity of Human Race!
You Ji is indeed very strong, and the White Bone Demon General is also under her control. Her weapon is silver thread, which is even finer than spider silk and extremely tough. It is as easy for her to use as her own arm.
Even before she stepped onto the stage, silver threads had already spread out, reaching Su Lianxin's feet.
Like a spider web, it is about to begin its hunt, devouring every tiny insect that wanders into it.
but...
A chilling sword light flashed, devouring everything and severing everything in its path.
Including the silver threads that are said to be impervious to water and fire, the enormous white bone demon general, and...
The female Alien Race who made her appearance was very alluring.
Su Lianxin didn't waste any words; she had already noticed the silver threads crawling to her feet.
With a swift, deft swing of her One Sword, without taking a single step back, the sword light unleashed a myriad of gusts of wind, severing the troublesome silver threads as easily as cutting grass, along with the Alien Race's neck, which was completely unable to react.
" You Ji!!"
The serene expression on the His Highness Twenty-Seven's face vanished completely.
He straightened up abruptly, staring at the ring in disbelief.
He was well aware of You Ji's strength; she was far stronger than Thirty-Four, and by a significant margin!
How could she have been killed by One Sword strike like Thirty-Four?
Thirty-Four used Secret Technique, and his vital energy was dissipating, but You Ji was different. She was not injured at all and was in her absolute peak condition!
But she actually died?
They died too quickly...
They only saw a flash of cold light on the stage, and then You Ji's body fell to the ground. They didn't even see how Su Lianxin made her move!
Su Lianxin coldly stared at the corpse of the female Alien Race, then stepped forward, gripped her sword in reverse, and as her Spiritual Power surged, lightning flashed at the tip of the sword.
Below the arena, some people were stunned, while others were puzzled.
"She... wasn't that female demon dead? What is she trying to do?"
But some people seemed to be laughing and crying at the same time, as if they had suddenly realized something.
Layers of thunderclouds gathered in the sky. Su Lianxin stood beside You Ji, her sword tip crackling with lightning, and instantly, thunderbolts rolled down from the heavens!
She entered the Dao through the sword, comprehending several paths of the Great Dao, with Thunder Method being just one of them.
Now, she gathers spiritual energy and summons lightning, landing on the arena, using the power of thunder and fire to destroy You Ji's corpse...
Destroy it completely, burn it to ashes!
This is the second one.
Only then did Su Lianxin slowly speak, her cold voice sounding like the tolling of a death knell for Alien Race.
The cheers and jubilation among the Human Race gradually faded, and they fell into an unusual silence. Even as they saw the flames of victory, there was no elation; their faces bore an undisguised heaviness.
Amidst the crowd, Taishu Ru slowly tugged at the corners of his mouth. Despite the extreme pain in his body, the difficulty in healing his injuries, and the high likelihood that they would hinder his future cultivation, he still laughed heartily.
Jing Ting...
You see, humanity is not alone...