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Clang!

Another deafening crash echoed through the air.

Champion Marquis and the Eldest Prince clashed in midair before both retreated, distancing themselves by three thousand meters. They faced each other from afar, neither making another move immediately.

Both were well aware of the other’s immense strength.

In a short amount of time, neither could defeat the other.

“Ji Hong, do you truly intend to stop me?”

Champion Marquis stood atop his golden divine chariot, his entire body enveloped in radiant golden light. Every strand of his hair shimmered, making him resemble a golden deity descending from the celestial heights to the mortal world.

As he spoke, he cast a glance toward another battlefield.

Over there, Li Xun had already gained the upper hand, while Fa Zhao was continuously retreating under his relentless assault, roaring in frustration. It seemed only a matter of time before he met his end.

Others might not have known, but Champion Marquis was fully aware—Fa Zhao was not just a mere bait; he was actually one of his external avatars!

That body was of utmost importance to him. After all, Fa Zhao had once been the Buddha’s Son of the Great Bright Monastery, a position that came with unimaginable potential.

Barring any accidents, he was destined to become a saint in the future!

A Saint Realm external avatar was incomparably valuable to him. No matter what, he could not afford to lose it today.

“As long as I am here, you will not pass this trial.” Ji Hong responded calmly.

The more anxious his opponent was, the more determined he was to prevent him from interfering in the other battle.

Fa Zhao was clearly not an ordinary existence, and seeing Champion Marquis so desperate only deepened Ji Hong’s suspicions. However, he could not yet be certain.

“Kill!”

A thunderous roar erupted. Fa Zhao’s eyes blazed with savage fury, like a raging beast unleashed. As an external avatar, he shared a telepathic connection with Champion Marquis.

He already knew—no help was coming.

If he wanted to escape this dire situation, he could only rely on himself.

Boom!

Compared to Fa Zhao, Li Xun’s strikes were even more domineering. Wielding his massive halberd, he swung it with an unstoppable force, black light surging like a storm. The strike landed with the power of rolling thunder, overwhelming and obliterating everything in its path.

“Ahhh!”

Fa Zhao let out a miserable scream, his body sent flying at an angle as streams of blood spurted from his mouth.

The gap in strength was simply too vast. That single strike from Li Xun had nearly shattered all of Fa Zhao’s internal organs, leaving him gravely injured beyond imagination.

Li Xun did not pause. He moved with lightning speed, swiftly closing the distance. At the same time, he raised his fingers into a sword-like shape and aimed a decisive strike at Fa Zhao’s forehead.

In the final moment—

Everyone thought Fa Zhao would fight to his last breath.

But to their surprise, he did the opposite—he completely let down his defenses.

A faint smile appeared at the corners of his lips. With great difficulty, he pressed his hands together in a Buddhist gesture and softly chanted a sacred verse.

“Many thanks, kind benefactor.”

His voice was ethereal and faint, barely audible unless one listened closely.

“It was but a small favor.”

Li Xun replied, his finger striking Fa Zhao’s forehead. Divine light flickered, instantly erasing Fa Zhao’s soul into nothingness.

Then, without hesitation, he threw a punch.

The sheer destructive force of his fist reduced Fa Zhao’s entire body into a mist of blood.

It seemed ruthless, but there was no other choice. Fa Zhao’s body had already become an external avatar of Champion Marquis.

Merely destroying his soul was not enough—Li Xun could not be certain whether Champion Marquis had a way to reclaim control over that body.

To ensure absolute finality…

He had to take this approach.

Under the moonlit night, the vast battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

Many people stood frozen.

Watching the blood mist slowly descend from the sky, they could hardly believe what they had just witnessed.

Fa Zhao was dead.

This marks the complete downfall of the once-glorious Great Bright Monastery.

“Fa Zhao was the Buddha’s Son of the Great Bright Monastery, yet he met his end here…”

“From this moment on, the Great Bright Monastery has become history. A legacy that once produced a saint still could not endure the passage of time. Truly lamentable.”

“Aren’t you all more alarmed by Li Xun of the Profound Sun Sect? He slew Fa Zhao in a mere quarter of an hour with absolute dominance. Keep in mind, Fa Zhao was no ordinary figure—he was renowned for years. Even if something was off about his state, not just anyone could have taken him down so easily.”

“If we put it that way, Li Xun seems even more terrifying than Champion Marquis.”

“Champion Marquis possesses the Ketu Divine Physique, an unparalleled potential. To rival him, one must have either a Divine Physique or a Sacred Physique.”

“Li Xun has never revealed what kind of physique he possesses. Are you so sure he isn’t of a special lineage?”

As Fa Zhao perished, all eyes turned toward the lone figure standing in the sky. His robes fluttered in the wind, and his hair scattered in all directions.

He stood there like an exiled celestial being.

Even after an intense battle, his aura remained steady, as if he had barely exerted any effort. This left the onlookers in awe.

At this moment—

Though Li Xun emitted no divine radiance, his presence alone was overwhelming. Compared to him, all others seemed to fade into insignificance.

“You’re courting death!”

Suddenly, a voice colder than ice rang out.

It carried the weight of a demonic god speaking from the depths of the underworld. Everyone who heard it felt as if they’d fallen into a frozen abyss, their limbs turning stiff from the sheer chill.

“Li Xun might be in serious trouble now. Champion Marquis seems to care deeply about Fa Zhao, yet Li Xun killed him. Another battle is about to break out!”

“Why panic? The Eldest Prince is here. If Champion Marquis wants to deal with Li Xun, he’ll have to get past the Eldest Prince first. And now that Li Xun has no opponent, it’s likely he’ll be attacking from another front as well.”

“Now that you mention it, that does make sense. It seems today’s situation is quite unfavorable for Champion Marquis.”

“Champion Marquis once killed the Second Prince of the Great Zhou Empire. Today, he might have to repay that debt with interest. If Great Chu loses their Champion Marquis, they will feel the pain for a long time.”

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, slowly retreating another ten miles.

Everyone understood that Fa Zhao’s death was not the end.

On the contrary—

It was only the beginning.

“Yang Pan, your opponent is me!”

The Eldest Prince blocked Champion Marquis’ path, his demeanor calm and unshaken.

“Ji Hong, do you really think you can stop me?”

Yang Pan stepped down from his golden divine chariot, walking forward one step at a time. His tall figure, draped in flowing black hair that reached his waist, radiated an aura of dominance.

His eyes gleamed with wild ambition.

As he strode forward, he exuded an unparalleled, sovereign presence—bold, tyrannical, and overlooking all.

“Hmm?”

“Something… feels off.”

Ji Hong frowned, an inexplicable sense of unease creeping into his heart as he gazed at Champion Marquis.

“You’re only realizing it now? Don’t you think it’s a little too late?”

Champion Marquis’ voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling certainty.

As his words fell—

Crack!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

It illuminated the land for hundreds of miles, turning everything as bright as day. Even Ji Hong’s face, for the first time, revealed a look of shock.

“You’re about to undergo the Life and Death Tribulation!” Ji Hong exclaimed.

No wonder Champion Marquis had just said that he couldn’t stop him.

Now that he was undergoing a tribulation, Ji Hong truly had no way to interfere.

If he made a move, the tribulation would immediately sense his aura.

At that moment—

The heavenly lightning would envelop him as well, and its destructive power would multiply several times over!