If he wasn't a reincarnated immortal, how could he do this?
Between the husband and wife, it was fine if one of them was heaven-defying.
However, both of them were freakish monsters.
How were the others supposed to live?
Looking at Hua Xiangrong on the arena, Wang Shiyu didn't know what to feel.
When facing a horrifying opponent like Shen Chu, Xiao Chen did not choose to admit defeat. Instead, he chose to use the pressure to practice casting cauldrons. The meaning of using pressure was very simple. However, only those who truly understood the strength of a high-level quasi-Emperor would understand the danger involved.
A Heavenly Venerate fighting a high-level quasi-Emperor and borrowing the power of a quasi-Emperor to forge a cauldron — this was crazy.
Hua Xiangrong had never been a person who took risks.
She was not crazy at all.
But why did she do it?
As a woman, Wang Shiyu might be able to better understand Hua Xiangrong's mentality.
It could only be said that Li Mu was very lucky to meet such a woman who loved him so much.
Sometimes, Hua Xiangrong's mind was so simple that Wang Shiyu could not bear the slightest hostility in her heart. She clearly knew that this woman was robbing her man.
The people of the Holy Zhi Palace, the Green Bull Taoist, Shi Baixuan, and Zhi Qiance all looked shocked and intoxicated.
They had heard of the Nine Dragons Purple Qi Cauldron Forging Heaven Slaying Technique.
He knew that there was such a mystical art in the Dao Palace.
However, this cultivation technique had too high a requirement for the cultivator's innate physique.
Even the Dao Palace Master had tried to cultivate it, but he had failed.
They didn't expect to witness the cultivation process of this mystical technique with their own eyes.
Even more so, he did not expect the power of this mystical art to reach such a terrifying level.
It far surpassed any of the techniques in the Holy Zhi Palace.
Even the number one legendary martial art of the Holy Zhi Palace, the Innate Purple Qi, paled in comparison to the Nine Dragons Purple Qi Forging Cauldron Heaven Slaying Technique.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the number one divine art in the Primal Chaos World.
They were intoxicated and amazed.
This was what the few people who understood this cultivation method thought.
As for those experts from various clans who did not know about the Nine Dragons Purple Qi Forging Cauldron Heaven Technique, they looked at Hua Xiangrong with greed and heat after the initial shock.
If they could also obtain such a mystical technique, could they also become so strong?
Even stronger than Hua Xiangrong?
But it was too late.
Hua Xiangrong was about to break through and become a butterfly.
Once her nine cauldrons were forged, who would be a match for her?
Not to mention that her husband was Li Mu, the number one devil in the Land of Immortal Ascension.
A crazy demon king, unscrupulous.
To provoke Li Mu was to court death.
Thinking of this, the heat in the hearts of many experts began to subside.
Rationality triumphed over greed.
At this time, Hua Xiangrong's fans who used to be Hua Xiangrong's fans had completely fallen.
She was beautiful and strong.
Did such a woman really exist?
The battle on the stage was like a dream.
The most perfect martial arts fairy tale in the world was nothing more than this.
Boom boom boom!
Shen Chu, who had already been reduced to a stepping stone in the background, was still making his final struggle. The Heavenly Feather Blade slashed wildly, and the violent power caused cracks to appear on the ground of arena number one. Green runes also flashed wildly on the surrounding wind walls.
Feathers filled the sky.
But Hua Xiangrong, who had eight cauldrons floating around her, already had the invincible power.
Shen Chu was no match for Hua Xiangrong at all.
He couldn't even pose any threat to her.
It was just that Hua Xiangrong was still concentrating on forging the cauldrons, so she didn't use her full strength, which gave Shen Chu a chance to breathe.
The ninth cauldron was also being forged.
The dragon had nine sons, and the ninth son was named Chi Wen, which was shaped like a four-legged snake with its tail cut off. It looked like a dragon, but not a dragon, and liked to devour.
In the secular world, Chi Wen was often the ridge of a palace.
Wisps of purple Qi flowed out of Hua Xiangrong's body and methodically forged the last cauldron, which was rectangular and oval, like the ridge of a palace. The illusion of the dragon's nine sons, Chi Wen, stood on it with their mouths wide open, as if to devour everything.
Shen Chu was already in a state of madness.
Of course, he knew what would happen to him once Hua Xiangrong really forged the nine cauldrons.
He attacked crazily at all costs.
The power of a high-level Quasi-emperor, even filtered and blocked by the wind walls of the arena, still made most of the experts in the entire Land of Immortal Ascension feel their hearts palpitate and tremble. It was a kind of suppression and deterrence that seemed to come from a fierce creature at the top of the food chain.
It could be imagined what kind of attack Hua Xiangrong faced inside the wind walls.
But even such an attack could not pose any threat to her.
Hua Xiangrong's strength had far exceeded the imagination of most of the top experts in the Land of Immortal Ascension.
Such a battle changed the color of the wind and clouds.
It also made the experts of the Feather Clan feel desperate.
Their strongest Quasi-emperor, which should have been the most suspenseful competition, was about to end in such a humiliating way.
In the shocked and expectant eyes of countless experts and the desperate eyes of the Feather Clan, Hua Xiangrong's ninth cauldron was finally cast.
The last wisp of purple Qi disappeared into Chi Wen's eyes.
It was like a finishing touch.
Chi Wen was alive.
So was the Chi Wen Cauldron.
A roar like that of an ancient dragon came from the Chi Wen Cauldron, and there was an irresistible traction force, like the eye of the sea, spreading out.
The illusion of Chi Wen opened its mouth and greedily devoured all the power around it.
Wisps of pale golden mist flowed out of Shen Chu's body and were drawn to Chi Wen, who swallowed them in big mouthfuls.
"Not good."
Shen Chu was so terrified that his soul almost flew out of his body.
He felt that his power was constantly being drawn out of his body and swallowed by the Chi Wen Cauldron.
Chi Wen, the ninth son of the dragon, was good at swallowing.
The power of the Chi Wen Cauldron was to swallow the opponent's power.
In a battle, it could weaken the enemy, which was simply fatal.
Even with Shen Chu's strength, it was difficult for him to lock his power to avoid it.
In normal times, such a degree of power loss was like losing a drop of water in the sea. But at this time, facing an enemy like Hua Xiangrong, such a reduction of power was simply fatal.
One side lost, the other side gained.
Boom!
The Domineering Cauldron blasted out.
Shen Chu used his wings to protect himself, but he was hit, and feathers splashed, wing bones cracked, and golden blood sprayed.
"Ah …"
He roared in grief and panic.
Hua Xiangrong floated in the air, accompanied by the nine cauldrons of the dragon.
As if there were satellites around the planet.
As if there were stars around the moon.
Noble, beautiful, and powerful.
The nine cauldrons had just been formed, and many of their power could not be fully exerted. Hua Xiangrong had not fully understood their profound meaning, and there was still a long way to go before she could use them skillfully.
But even so, it was enough to defeat Shen Chu.
Because Hua Xiangrong's momentum at this time was really at the level of the Great Emperor of Martial Arts.
The Land of Immortal Ascension had the pressure of the Immortal Way. Even if a Great Emperor of Martial Arts came in person, he would be suppressed to the realm of Quasi-emperor.
But strangely, Hua Xiangrong seemed to be unaffected.
In this state, she was basically invincible.
When the nine cauldrons were combined, she would be a Great Emperor.
The situation became overwhelming.
Boom!
Shen Chu was blown away again. The wings on his back were almost broken, and his bones were broken. But his power was still flowing.
"You should admit defeat."
Hua Xiangrong said.
This was the first time she spoke since she got on the arena.
It was also one of the few times she spoke in the sacred war of the hundred clans.
Her voice was like the sound of nature, like a perfect note that did not exist in this world.
Some women's beauty was like this.
Even if you could not see her face, just hearing her voice would make you fall for her.
Shen Chu was stunned.
"Admit defeat?
"She asked me to admit defeat?
"I don't want to kill people."
Hua Xiangrong spoke for the second time.
What she said was true.
She fought to become stronger, and to become stronger to protect Li Mu.
Not to kill people.
The victory or defeat in the arena was really meaningless to her.
Looking at the woman in front of him, Shen Chu did not know what to say. A feeling of absurdity arose in his heart.
This feeling surged and completely drowned him.
So for a moment, Shen Chu suddenly wanted to ask himself, "Why am I on this arena?"
"For glory?"
"Or for cultivation?"
"Then why did I only want to kill this girl from the beginning?"
Cold sweat suddenly flowed down his back uncontrollably.
His clothes were soaked in sweat.
Shen Chu remembered that he had perfect control over his own body ever since he grew his second pair of wings. He wouldn't sweat, his wounds would heal, his body heat would be locked, and his energy would be locked … which was why he hadn't sweated in thousands of years.
The girl in front of him was as pure as a crystal, which made Shen Chu's soul tremble.
Even the most brilliant words in the world could not compare to a word from her.
"I …" Shen Chu's throat was blocked. When he spoke, he even trembled a little.
Hua Xiangrong looked calm and honest. "Is it difficult to admit defeat? Then I will admit defeat. "
Then she really admitted defeat.
The nine Purple Qi Dragon Cauldrons turned into purple light and disappeared into Hua Xiangrong's body.
The powerful emperor's aura disappeared in an instant.
She directly called Shen Yu's divine card in her heart and chose to admit defeat.
Li Mu had opposed her to fight on the arena before.
The only reason why Hua Xiangrong fought on the arena was to become stronger, to be qualified to stay with Li Mu, and not to be a burden.
So she disobeyed Li Mu for the first time.
And now, this goal was achieved.
So, why did she still want to win?
After this battle, even if it was the whole holy war, Hua Xiangrong had made up her mind to give up.
Fighting and killing were not her interests.
If possible, the happiest thing was to stay with Li Mu every minute and every second.
As for the glory of the human clan … Little Hua never had such a high consciousness.
A faint and soft white light appeared on Hua Xiangrong's body.
This was the precursor of Shen Yu's divine card being transmitted away.
Many people under the arena were still immersed in the shock of the victory of the martial arts competition and did not react.
But Li Mu had already stretched out his hands, ready to embrace Hua Xiangrong.
No one expected that at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Hua Xiangrong, who was about to be teleported away, suddenly trembled, as if she had sensed something. Before her powerful aura could react, her whole body went limp, and she fell to the ground of the fighting ring.
She suddenly fainted.
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