The dark black aura was like a snake as it continuously spread towards the surrounding area. In a short period of time, the dark black aura had already covered the entire stage.
Looking over, the spectators below the stage could no longer clearly see the situation on the stage. All they could see was the extremely dark black aura that even seemed to be able to isolate their senses.
However, this did not prevent them from knowing exactly how terrifying this dark black aura was.
Almost everyone knew that this was a powerful Spiritual Art that was well-known in Divine City, the Blood Moon Spiritual World.
Zhao Ling's father was quite a famous figure in Divine City and this Blood Moon Spiritual World was the Spiritual Art that he was famous for.
It was said that when he unleashed this Blood Moon Spiritual World, it was enough to cover a small city. As long as the blood moon appeared, no matter who was trapped within the Spiritual World, they would only end up dead.
Hence, how could the crowd not be shocked when Zhao Ling unleashed the Blood Moon Spiritual World? It was not hard to imagine that even if his cultivation was not comparable to his father's, the might of this Spiritual Art would definitely be extremely terrifying.
As he felt the surrounding dark aura enveloping him, a solemn expression appeared on Yan Chutian's face.
Even if he had never heard of this Spiritual Art before, he could feel that this Spiritual Art was extraordinary from the changes in his surroundings.
Soon after, he saw a crescent moon flickering with blood light slowly rising in the darkness. He also felt an incomparably dense murderous aura madly surging over from all directions.
The blood moon slowly squirmed like a pool of blood. However, the squirming blood did not disappear. Instead, it continued to gather in the darkness. A moment later, it agglomerated into a sharp blade that was overflowing with a bloody aura.
The blood blade gently trembled as a terrifying pressure that was enough to tear apart space spread out. That astonishing aura would cause even a ninth level Elixir cultivator to feel fear in his heart.
Yan Chutian did not doubt in the slightest that if this blood blade were to strike down, if he was really just an ordinary eighth level Primal Core cultivator, even his corpse would not be preserved. Under that blood blade, he would be turned into a pool of blood.
Even some cultivators who had grasped the power of the five directions would not have a good ending.
However, he was not an ordinary eighth level Elixir cultivator. He was Yan Chutian!
Hence, he naturally had his own means to deal with such a situation. Furthermore, this environment that was similar to a Spiritual World allowed him to unleash his means without any worries.
Yan Chutian's eyes were slightly closed. But as he closed his eyes, he wasn't calm. Instead, an extremely vast and majestic aura gradually spread out.
This aura was none other than Xuanyang Qi. Since his opponent had condensed a Spiritual World, he used Xuanyang Xuanyang Spiritual World.
Yan Chutian, he wanted to see if the blood blade would be able to break through his Xuanyang Spiritual World.
At the same time, the Profound Yang qi around Yan Chutian spread and naturally could not escape Zhao Ling's perception.
However, he only smiled coldly in the dark and did not have any intention to stop it.
This was because he was too confident in the Blood Moon Spiritual World, not to mention that this spiritual art was extremely powerful. In the past, although Zhao Ling had used it many times against his enemies, it was able to turn the situation around almost every time.
Hence, from his point of view, even if his opponent was a little abnormal, there would still be no luck in his Blood Moon Spiritual World.
Everything would end when he slashed down the blood blade condensed from the Blood Moon.
Since he had already made up his mind, Zhao Ling naturally did not hesitate. He once again formed a seal and the blood blade that was ready to be unleashed brought along a biting cold blood light as it slashed towards Yan Chutian's head.
As the blood blade slashed down, a ferocious smile gradually appeared at the corner of Zhao Ling's mouth in the dark.
He seemed to have foreseen the scene of his opponent dying tragically under his blood blade.
However, when the blood blade truly slashed down, the cold smile at the corner of Zhao Ling's mouth was just like the crowd from before. It gradually solidified.
It was clearly visible that the surging blood fiendish light was unable to descend any further when it was half a zhang above Yan Chutian's head. Within that blood light, there was a sharp blood blade that blocked Yan Chutian's Profound Yang Realm.
However, rather than saying that Yan Chutian's Profound Yang Realm was the Profound Yang Realm, it was more like a shield. Pure Mysterious Yang Qi continuously converged towards the blood blade's point of impact.
And it was the Profound Yang Qi that blocked the ferocious blood blade.
However, this scene caused Zhao Ling to be in disbelief. That was because the power of his Blood Blade in the Blood Moon Spiritual World was clearly invincible. No matter what kind of power blocked its path, the only result would be being torn apart.
But now, Blood Blade was stopped by an unknown force. How was this possible?!
However, Yan Chutian did not care whether he was shocked or not. The current situation was the perfect time. With his opponent's Spirit World blocking him, no one would know how he defeated him here.
This was obviously the best way to prevent himself from being exposed.
Therefore, the moment the blood blade was blocked, Yan Chutian used the Profound Shadow Movement Technique and suddenly appeared beside Zhao Ling when he was caught off guard.
Even though Zhao Ling's senses were much sharper in the Blood Moon Spiritual World than outside, this did not change the fact that he was hit by Yan Chutian's palm.
And even though it was just a palm, Yan Chutian was enough to defeat him. The Five Direction Force was only external. The real key was in the depths of the Five Direction Force, the hidden Xuanyang Force.
After being hit by the palm, Zhao Ling was forced to retreat several zhang. However, before he could think of anything, the hidden force that had entered his body suddenly exploded, causing him to be injured both internally and externally. A large mouthful of blood spurted out.
However, this was such an excellent opportunity.
How could Yan Chutian let go of this opportunity? He immediately used the Profound Shadow Movement Technique again. His simple movements made his body appear like a ghost, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.
"Four Elements … Fragmentary Star Mark!"
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Outside the arena, even though the crowd could not see the situation on the arena, they could still hear the intense commotion that had erupted within the arena.
This was enough for them to guess that the level eight elixir practitioner was probably being attacked by Zhao Ling until he was begging for death.
However, this was also his bad luck. Who asked him to be so unlucky as to meet Zhao Ling?
At this moment, another earth-shattering sound rang out. The crowd did not need to think too much to know that this should be the result of the battle.
Indeed, in the next moment, a figure was thrown out from the darkness of the arena like a dead dog. He fell off the arena and smashed onto the ground.
The crowd did not need to take a second look to know that this sorry figure was the unlucky level eight elixir practitioner.
Therefore, some of the people who wanted to flatter him directly congratulated Young Master Zhao Ling.
However, in the next moment, the black gas on the arena rapidly dissipated. When the figure that was still left on the arena appeared, the surrounding crowd's expression changed greatly. Those fellows who had congratulated him were like roosters that had their throats pinched, unable to say anything else.
After a long while, the sky was covered with earth-shattering sounds of disbelief that sounded like waves continuously rang out.
"How … how could it be him?!"
"How is this possible? Could it be that the person who was thrown out just now was Zhao Ling?"
"Impossible! He … he defeated Zhao Ling?! "
"… …"
At this moment, not to mention the crowd, even Long Hong and the other geniuses' expressions changed abruptly. Evidently, they did not expect that Zhao Ling would actually be defeated by this level eight elixir practitioner.
Especially Long Hong. Although he did not like Zhao Ling's arrogance, he acknowledged that the latter's strength was enough to threaten him.
However, he was actually defeated by a level eight elixir practitioner. Could it be that the level eight elixir practitioner's strength had reached a level that was enough to threaten him?!
Seeing the results, a thick smile immediately appeared on the purple-clothed lady's face that was covered by her veil.
However, immediately after, she became extremely tense. This was because she could clearly feel that her father, who was beside her, seemed to have cast his gaze over because of this scene.
If even her father's attention was drawn, one could imagine what kind of reaction the other upper echelons of the Divine City would have.
Yan Chutian was naturally able to clearly sense the huge commotion that had occurred in the surroundings. This caused him to feel extremely helpless.
There was no other way. After all, Zhao Ling was a rather famous person in the Divine City. As long as he was defeated, even if the crowd did not know the details, it would inevitably cause a commotion.
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