"Die!"
A loud shout suddenly exploded on the arena.
The His Highness Thirty's aura exploded with terrifying force.
He was like a tiger descending from the mountain to hunt, his six open eyes filled with bloodshot veins that seemed to devour anyone he could, and the wind from his punches seemed to carry the smell of blood.
He alone occupied almost half the arena, making the entire stage appear exceptionally small.
When he threw that punch, it was as if space itself distorted, with crimson pollution overflowing everywhere. In the void, it seemed as if countless ferocious horizontal pupils exploded, and an eerie aura spread out.
This scene, which evokes a deep sense of unease, sent chills down the spines of many.
But the dense barrage of punches had already covered the ring, distorting even the air itself.
Enveloped by it, Su Lianxin seemed to have nowhere to retreat.
Seeing this, the His Highness Twenty-Seven couldn't help but sneer.
The His Highness Thirty, who shares the same father and mother, is someone the His Highness Twenty-Seven knows all too well about.
This being is far beyond the reach of these Human Race!
On this arena, every punch carried a power capable of corrupting a cultivator's consciousness, and seemed to conceal some extremely eerie aura.
Anyone struck even once would be dragged into a swamp of filth and shadow. Even if this Human Race female swordsman was incredibly powerful, how could she possibly Wushang?
However, if she is even slightly injured, the ultimate winner of this life-or-death battle will only be the His Highness Thirty.
Some powerful Human Race also saw through the trick, and their expressions turned extremely ugly.
"This His Highness Thirty... is actually a natural counter to cultivators like us!"
"How are we supposed to fight this?! Damn it... how can there be such Secret Technique?!"
In particular, he used Secret Method when he stepped onto the stage, combining various Divine Ability abilities. Even a powerful expert at the Emperor Realm would find it extremely difficult to win this battle.
Cultivators cultivate their minds; if their minds and spirits are damaged, it will be a major problem for life.
Unfortunately, this His Highness Thirty is no different from a reincarnated inner demon.
"This is troublesome. How is Lianxin going to escape this situation...?"
"There's no way to avoid it. Even a sect leader would suffer greatly if caught in its shadow!"
Among the Human Race powerhouses, some were worried, some were desperate, and a sense of confusion spread. Countless people frowned deeply, unable to think of any way for Lianxin to break the deadlock.
What was supposed to be a miraculous escape turned into a dead end, with an atmosphere of despair permeating almost the entire area below the arena.
They faced only one problem: how could Lianxin break this deadlock?
But soon, the Sword-Ray that burst forth from the dense array of fist shadows answered their doubts.
hide?
Does she need to hide?
It was still... an extremely domineering One Sword, unleashed with a sudden, powerful slash!
The Sword Qi was like a beam of light shooting through the sky; even the dense force of the fists could not conceal its radiant brilliance.
The surging, rampant Sword Qi spread out, and nothing on the arena could stop it.
Whether tangible or intangible, all were subdued by the Sword Qi, and the scattered Sword-Ray continued to spread without any sign of stopping, fiercely piercing towards the blood-red eyes in the void.
In an instant, the His Highness Thirty let out a scream. He painfully withdrew his hand, covered his face, and two streams of blood trickled down between his fingers.
That One Sword strike not only shattered his Divine Ability, but also blinded him!
Both the blood-red eyes and the fist shadows vanished, turning into faint bloody light and shadows, which were dispelled by the remaining sword light.
On the arena, Su Lianxin looked over calmly, her eyes showing little emotion, only tranquility.
"Use whatever other tricks you have up your sleeve, or you'll miss your chance."
She calmly stated a fact, which greatly angered the His Highness Thirty.
"You forced me to do this!"
Anger surged within the His Highness Thirty; he was filled with a mixture of shock and rage.
He hadn't expected Su Lianxin to be so powerful.
He gritted his teeth, his sharp claws plunging deep into his own eyes. With a single, forceful thrust, he gouged out his two bloody eyeballs, which fell to the ground.
His pupils were pierced by Su Lianxin, Sword Qi swirled within them, rendering his powerful regenerative abilities completely ineffective.
Therefore, the His Highness Thirty went all out and gouged out his own eyes!
The dark, hollow cavity looked particularly terrifying, especially since tiny buds of flesh were constantly wriggling and frantically growing flesh and blood within it.
His face was covered in blood, but he seemed oblivious. His spine was bent as if he were under immense pressure, and even broken groans escaped from his throat.
Behind him, two small bulges were surging wildly.
In the blink of an eye, sharp bone spurs pierced his spine, transforming into bone wings. The flesh and blood on them seemed to come alive, rapidly climbing and covering him.
Black feathers grew out, along with High Antiquity runes that stung the eyes with just a glance. They were all buried under his skin, transforming into black wings. Once fully formed, the His Highness Thirty, whose bones were gradually twisting, slowly rose into the air, looking down at Su Lianxin on the arena.
At this moment, a terrifying aura blotted out the sky, and the heavens seemed to darken.
With just a single breath, the His Highness Thirty in the air had already become completely distorted.
A ferocious beast with black wings on its back and its body shrouded in black clouds replaced the His Highness Thirty, floating in the air in his original position.
An aura of ancient desolation spread in an instant.
"What... what the hell is this?!"
"There's another Secret Method? Damn it!"
The shock and disbelief felt by the Human Race were beyond words.
The thing in mid-air was neither human, nor demon, nor ghost, but its terrifying aura made people tremble so much that they could hardly keep their balance.
That was... a terror emanating from the blood!
Even some powerful individuals felt a physiological aversion and discomfort when they sensed that aura; their bloodline clamored, venting their desire to kill their natural enemy.
But this feeling made them look at each other in disbelief.
Human Race... do they actually have natural enemies?
How could that be!
Upon witnessing this scene, the His Highness Twenty-Seven could barely contain his astonishment and joy.
These royals were all sons of Alien Race "kings," totaling sixty-seven people, and almost every one of them had a different mother.
Among them, he and Thirty's mother are the same person, but His Highness Thirty inherited the High Antiquity beast blood from his mother's side, while he himself awakened the Imperial Blood of Alien Race king.
Although the His Highness Thirty only awakened a trace of beast blood, it was enough for him to be ranked among the Thirty.
This is because the source of that High Antiquity beast blood is named Qiongqi!
Now that he has used his Secret Technique and revealed his true form, all the Divine Ability Law Technique of the Human Race would be like a mud ox sinking into the sea if they were to strike him.
Even the current His Highness Thirty, a powerhouse at the Emperor Realm, can be killed!
Not to mention mere Human Race!
Wu Liang, standing below the arena, also recognized the His Highness Thirty's background and raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't expect that..."
"It resembles a tiger, has wings, and is a man-eater... The High Antiquity ferocious beast bloodline he awakened is that of the Qiongqi, the natural enemy of the Human Race, which especially loves to devour Human Race."
The true Qiongqi could occupy half of the Profound Domain. In High Antiquity times, it wreaked havoc on the region, and almost no one could subdue it. Many powerful Human Race perished in its jaws.
The His Highness Thirty today possessed very little bloodline, but it was enough to evoke the High Antiquity tremors and fears within the Human Race cultivators present.
The adult Qiongqi can swallow the sky, devour the moon, and consume an entire small world.
Let alone Divine Ability, even a group of the Thearch Realm attacking it wouldn't be able to harm it.
but...
"Just a mixed-race person, nothing to worry about," Wu Liang commented casually.
But it was nothing to fear for him; for the others, it sent shivers down their spines!
This is the first time that a Alien Race has been able to forcibly alter the celestial phenomena!
With a desolate roar, the giant beast with crimson eyes opened its countless blood-red eyes and instantly appeared in front of Su Lianxin, swallowing her whole!
Su Lianxin slightly raised her eyes and looked at the ferocious beast's mouth, but she neither dodged nor avoided it, and did not even change her position. She simply raised her sword casually.
"Not bad, but I'm about to unleash my second strike."
Beneath the seemingly endless darkness of the beast's maw, a Sword-Ray suddenly shone!
It started faintly, then grew brighter and brighter.
Until the very end, it was as if a hole had been torn open in the darkness!
The light stretched as far as the eye could see, filling everyone's field of vision.
As the light faded and the darkness receded, all that remained in their sight was a corpse...
And then there was the girl in the snow-white dress standing next to the corpses that almost filled the entire arena.