(Third Update!)
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The city was huge. Jian Wushuang's soul power could only cover a small area and did not detect any aura of an Ultimate God expert.
"Strange Old Feng's actions are very strange. I've just asked around and he seems to be in the arena," said Yun Zhen.
"Arena?" Jian Wushuang nodded slightly. "Please wait here for a while, Sect Master Yun. I'll go and see him first. If he's willing to exchange the Purple Shimmer with me, it'll save me a lot of trouble. If he's not willing to hand it over … I'll ask Sect Master Yun to join forces with me and force him to hand it over with absolute strength."
"No problem," Yun Zhen agreed without hesitation.
Getting the second drop of Purple Shimmer for Jian Wushuang was within the scope of their agreement. Yun Zhen had to do his part.
Jian Wushuang immediately went to the city in front of him and soon came to a huge Gladiator Arena in the center of the city.
The arena was vast and could accommodate up to a million people at the same time. In the middle of the arena, there were two Chaotic Divine Demons fighting each other crazily.
The fights in the Luogu Territory's Gladiator Arena were endless and crazy. One of the practitioners had to die before the fight would end.
It was because of this that the Battle Arena attracted so many cultivators.
Just like now, there were countless cultivators sitting around the arena, shouting and roaring crazily.
Among them, there was one person who shouted the loudest.
It was a sloppy old man in a tattered black robe. His hair was messy and his body was dirty like a beggar.
"Haha, my disciple, do your best and kill him!!"
"Don't tangle with him, just twist his head off!"
"Suppress him, suppress him, don't embarrass me!"
The sloppy old man's voice was the loudest and most ear-piercing. Many cultivators around him looked at him.
Jian Wushuang appeared in the arena and looked at the sloppy old man.
"He is Strange Old Feng?"
Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the sloppy old man did not look like an expert based on his appearance and behavior, Jian Wushuang could clearly sense that the sloppy old man was the only one among the many cultivators in the Gladiator Arena. He was obviously a genuine Ultimate God expert.
As for the two people fighting on the training field, one of them was a burly man who seemed to be Strange Old Feng's disciple.
"Sending his disciple to this arena to fight to the death, isn't he afraid that his disciple will be killed?" Jian Wushuang muttered to himself.
He could see that Strange Old Feng's disciple was only a Second-Class Divine Demon with average battle strength. His opponent was also a Second-Class Divine Demon. If they continued to fight like this, it was hard to say who would survive in the end.
However, luck seemed to be on Strange Old Feng's disciple's side. In the end, he won by a narrow margin.
His opponent's head exploded, but his shoulder was also pierced by three fingers, leaving three bloody holes. His face was extremely pale.
"Haha, I won! I won again!" Strange Old Feng was ecstatic and looked extremely crazy.
In a corner of the Gladiator Arena, a fat and greasy middle-aged man's face turned gloomy.
"Supervisor, this person has won three rounds in a row and all of them were Divine Demons from our Gladiator Arena. The crazy old man who shouted the loudest should be this person's master. He bet a lot of Ancient God Divine Power on his disciple in each round. We've lost quite a lot after three rounds," said a black-clothed attendant respectfully.
"How much did we lose?" asked the fat middle-aged man coldly.
"That crazy old man bet 1,000 drops of Ancient God Divine Power in the first round. After winning, he bet 2,000 drops in the second round and 4,000 drops in the third round. After winning all three rounds, we've lost 7,000 drops of Ancient God Divine Power just from that crazy old man alone. That's not including the bets from others," said the black-clothed attendant.
"7,000 drops of Ancient God Divine Power. Isn't that equivalent to the entire fortune of a slightly weaker Peak Divine Demon?" The fat middle-aged man looked terrible. "Keep an eye on the two of them. After they leave the Gladiator Arena, kill them and take back all the Ancient God Divine Power they lost and their Interspatial Rings."
"Yes." The black-clothed attendant immediately went to make the arrangements.
Opening a huge Gladiator Arena in the Luogu Territory's Nine Cities would bring in a shockingly high net profit every year.
However, the reason for such high profits was not only because of the benefits on the surface, but also because of some special means in the dark.
For example, 7,000 drops of Ancient God Divine Power was enough for the Gladiator Arena to secretly use some means.
Soon, Strange Old Feng left the Gladiator Arena with his disciple.
Not long after they left the Gladiator Arena, they were on the streets.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Whoosh!
More than 20 figures surrounded Strange Old Feng and his disciple.
"Master."
The burly man's expression changed. He was only a Second-Class Divine Demon, but those who appeared in front of him were all Divine Demon Realm experts. There were a total of six Second-Class Divine Demons and one First-Class Divine Demon.
"Old man, hand over the Ancient God Divine Power you won from the Gladiator Arena and your Interspatial Ring. If you do, we can spare your life," shouted the First-Class Divine Demon coldly.
"Haha, there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. However, you guys are really stupid to try to take advantage of me." Strange Old Feng sneered.
Swoosh!
His figure suddenly moved, and a black figure flashed across the street.
He returned to his original spot after a while.
The burly man looked around blankly and realized that the 20 people who surrounded him, including the six Second-Class Divine Demons and the First-Class Divine Demon, had all fallen to the ground.
Blood flowed all over the ground.
The burly man was shocked at first, but it was soon followed by ecstasy.
He knew that he had followed the right master. His master was definitely an earth-shattering super expert who was most likely a Peak Divine Demon. No, perhaps even stronger!
"Disciple, let's go," said Strange Old Feng.
The burly man immediately nodded and walked forward.
However, after only two steps, Strange Old Feng's footsteps stopped again.
"Hmm?" Strange Old Feng raised his head and saw a young man carrying a long sword on his back slowly walking towards him with his arms crossed.
"There's someone else?"
Strange Old Feng was a little surprised.
He had just scanned the surroundings with his soul power but did not find that person's presence.
Although the person in front of him looked extremely young, he gave Strange Old Feng an unfathomable feeling.
That made Strange Old Feng even more surprised.
Finally, the young man with the sword walked in front of Strange Old Feng.
"Hello, Senior Feng."
Jian Wushuang shouted with a hint of humility on his face.
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