Hong Li steadied herself and realized that she had landed outside the arena.
Her face was filled with shock and confusion. "Senior Sister, you're not as good as me. Why did I lose?"
Bai Qianjiao said calmly, "I've already told you the reason. You're too eager and impatient. All your moves are overbearing and you don't care about your weaknesses. Normal opponents might not be able to do anything to you, but you'll definitely lose if you meet an opponent who's good at attacking your weaknesses!"
After speaking, Bai Qianjiao walked down from the arena.
At this moment, no one dared to underestimate this female Young Master's strength. She was one of the Six Young Masters from the previous batch, and she had finally defended her honor.
"It seems like cultivation isn't always a good reference."
Everyone below the arena nodded in agreement.
However, Hong Li wasn't convinced. She had always been like this, using her overbearing moves to defeat one opponent after another. She had never lost.
What right did Bai Qianjiao have to teach her a lesson?
She wasn't convinced!
She was just unlucky!
It was a pity that Hong Li wasn't willing to accept Bai Qianjiao's good intentions.
However, not many people paid attention to her as she was a loser.
This was because in this round, the five heavyweights — Hime Myung-kō, Mo Wushang, Qin Bixue, Ling Xiao, and Fire Demon Eminence — had yet to make their moves.
Their strength was unfathomable, and everyone was looking forward to it.
"Mo Wushang versus Fire Demon Eminence!"
Hearing the referee's voice, the spectators burst into cheers in an instant.
Mo Wushang was ranked second among the Six Young Masters of the Sacred Dynasty.
He was invincible when it came to Soul Secret Techniques. Even the Holy Son, Hime Myung-kō, was wary of him.
Up until now, Mo Wushang had maintained his undefeated record. Any opponent who encountered him couldn't escape defeat in one move.
However, after this round, his opponents would be much stronger.
Everyone was looking forward to seeing how long Mo Wushang's undefeated record would last.
As for the Fire Demon Ancestor, he was a dark horse that had emerged from the Sky-Pride Battle.
Before the Battle of Heaven's Favorites, his performance was average. He had a hard time getting into the Battle of Heaven's Favorites.
Many people thought that he was just here to take a walk in the Tianjiao Battle.
However, what he didn't expect was that up until now, he had only lost one match to Ling Xiao. Against other opponents, he hadn't tasted defeat either.
Of course, this also had something to do with the fact that he hadn't encountered any of the top few powerful fellows.
Whether or not he was lucky, or whether or not he was the real deal, would depend on this battle.
One was a disciple of the Heavenly King Sect while the other was a disciple of the Abstruse Fire Sect. They were both disciples of the top sects among the Twelve Sects.
The battle between the two was not only a battle of personal honor, but also a battle of the sect's honor.
Ever since Liu Taiyin and Hong Sanmei lost the battle, the morale of the people of Abstruse Fire Sect had been low. This time, they seemed to have seen some hope.
Everyone's eyes widened, afraid that they would miss the exciting battle.
Mo Wushang looked at the Fire Demon Ancestor and said coldly, "You are not the Fire Demon Ancestor. I don't want to ask who you are, but you will lose today!"
If it weren't for the Holy Son, Hime Myung-kō, Mo Wushang would undoubtedly be the overlord of the younger generation. He was so powerful that no one below the Celestial Realm could be his match. Even if he faced a martial artist who had just entered the Celestial Realm, his terrifying Secret Soul Technique could kill him.
This wasn't an estimate, nor was it a boast. It had been a real case.
"Hehe, then I'll have to give it a try!"
The Fire Demon Ancestor smirked and said, "To tell you the truth, my only opponent in today's Martial Arts Festival is Ling Xiao. He is my target to defeat."
"But you didn't defeat him."
"That's because his luck isn't good enough. I'll wait until his luck is good enough to defeat him and make him sink into oblivion!"
The Fire Demon Ancestor said coldly.
"I don't care what grudges you have with him. He's not as good as me, and you're not as good as me. Cut the crap and make your move. I'll give you a chance. After two moves, I'll take the initiative to attack!"
Mo Wushang said coldly and confidently.
"You're courting death!"
Boom!
The Fire Demon Ancestor's aura suddenly rose. He stood there like a king in a world of death.
With every step he took, countless living beings would wail and wail. Even the ground was trembling slightly.
Violent Death Qi covered the sky, as if the entire world was filled with the concept of 'death'.
Mo Wushang still had an indifferent expression, as if the Fire Demon Ancestor's strength wasn't worth mentioning in front of him.
In the Demonic Eye, blood-red light flickered. Indeed, he had no intention of making his move.
He said that he would let his opponent have two moves, so he would let his opponent have two moves.
Whoosh!
The Fire Demon Ancestor didn't care about that. Since his opponent was courting death, he naturally wouldn't hold back. He waved his hands and a huge white bone hand suddenly appeared, grabbing at Mo Wushang.
"Demonic Eye – Annihilation!"
Mo Wushang said that he wouldn't attack, but he still had to defend. Otherwise, not to mention the Fire Demon Ancestor, even ordinary martial artists could hurt him.
A strange 'annihilation' word appeared in his Demonic Eye. Then, the huge white bone hand was instantly destroyed by the red light, scattering on the ground.
However, the white bone hand didn't disappear. The shattered bone hand reformed and continued to grab at Mo Wushang.
"It's indeed the Dark Flames of Death. This is the true Hellfire. Although it's not as strong as the Hellfire, it can revive the dead. This is the most terrifying part of the Dark Flames of Death.
Each of the twelve Sacred Flames has its own unique characteristics. They're indeed extraordinary. "
Below the stage, Ling Xiao further confirmed the martial art that the Fire Demon Ancestor had used.
It was indeed related to The Flame Deity.
However, it wasn't a doppelganger possession.
It wasn't The Flame Deity himself either.
It was the possession of the Dark Flames of Death!
He didn't expect The Flame Deity to have raised his martial soul to such an extent that he could control the bodies of other martial artists.
"He must be nearby!"
Ling Xiao instantly released his soul power, enveloping the entire competition ground within it.
There really was Empyrean Demonflame in the crowd.
However, The Flame Deity wasn't alone. He was actually with the Palace Master of the Aquamarine Shrine, and they seemed to be very close.
"This is troublesome. With the protection of the Aquamarine Shrine, even the Moon Lady might not be able to kill him."
Ling Xiao was very clear that behind the Jade Water Divine Palace was most likely the oceanic race, the Storm Legion.
The Yin Yang Demon King of the Storm Legion was definitely stronger than the Moon Lady.
"Hmph, if I can't kill you, I'll take your martial soul first!"
Ling Xiao had been looking forward to obtaining the complete Dark Flames of Death for a long time.
Gathering the Nine Primordial Dragon Souls, the Nine Demon King Martial Souls, and the twelve Sacred Flames was one of his wishes.
These things were very useful to him.
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