However, such an outcome was something that many were looking forward to. After the five from Qianye City were eliminated, Yan Tong of Flaming Prison City and Zhuo Xu of the Black Flame clan would have fought for the right to break out.
The victor would have been able to step onto the Rising Dragon Platform and take to the skies.
After Pang Xiao was eliminated, roughly one-third of the crowd lost everything they had, but more than half of the crowd placed their bets on Yan Tong and Zhuo Xu.
Regardless of which side emerged victorious, there would have been many who would have been able to make a killing.
As such, both sides were looking forward to it.
At present, all they had to do was get the five from Qianye City eliminated first.
"Do it," Yan Tong said. Yan Tong said. He stepped forward as soon as he finished. His huge body of flames was filled with overbearing might. Terrifying flashes of flames shot from his eyes. The space where Yu Sheng and the others were in was shrouded in scorching will of the great path of flames.
It was as if the space had turned into a world of purgatory.
At the same time, those around Yan Tong charged at Yu Sheng and the others from both sides. They were all incredibly fast, bursting with frightening might.
The crowd saw Yu Sheng make no move to dodge, instead taking a step forward and charging at the group that was coming at him.
Yan Tong grabbed at the air, and the flames of purgatory in that space turned into magma, which then gradually solidified, sealing Yu Sheng's body within the purgatory flames. Common pinnacle sages would have been burned to ashes by such a spell.
"Close." Someone in the air grabbed at the air. Golden diagrams appeared and closed around Yu Sheng's body, intending to seal him within the purgatory.
Another one who was versed in the great path of space froze the space where Yu Sheng was at.
Yu Sheng's steps seemed to have been halted at that very moment, as he was completely sealed.
The people around him made their moves at the same time. One of them wielded a golden spear and pierced the air, heading straight for Yu Sheng.
Another lashed out with a punch of the great path, piercing through the air and heading for Yu Sheng.
The crowd heard rumbling sounds, and the space around them seemed to have frozen. Everyone burst with attacks, intending to completely destroy Yu Sheng with a single blow.
Zhuo Xu chose to continue attacking Ye Wuchen instead. Boundless eerie dark flames appeared around him, imbuing with terrifying might. They were like wisps of death currents, blocking out the sky and shrouding the place as they headed for Ye Wuchen and the others.
Ye Wuchen took a step forward, and the center of his brow shone brightly. Boundless sword will circled around him. Suddenly, thousands of Sword Will currents appeared in the sky, and each of them contained the Way of Shredding.
The will of the great path melded into every wisp of sword will, and there were actually rules flowing within them. It was as if they had grown eyes, and they charged towards the dark flames that blotted out the sky, constantly destroying and destroying them.
However, the black flames were extremely domineering. They could actually incinerate the sword intents and continuously destroy each other.
A few people rushed over from the side. Qin Zhuang moved on his sword, and a small sword formation appeared behind him. The sword will on Xu Que's body flowed wildly into his body, lending his sword to Qin Zhuang. After all, his cultivation time was not as long as Qin Zhuang's.
Qin Zhuang had already touched the Way and was not far from becoming a Saint.
When one of them came at him, Qin Zhuang waved his hand, and the small sword formation shot out, slicing through the air.
At the same time, Huang Jiuge's Renhuang Bow Life Spirit appeared, bursting with dazzling light. There was a faint trace of imperial aura. Even though he was still lacking in comprehension and was unable to comprehend the will of the great path, but with his Renhuang bloodline, the might that burst from his body was no less than that of Qin Zhuang, who had comprehended the will of the great path.
Nine arrows shot out in a row, piercing through the air like rainbows piercing through the sun, blocking those who came at them.
The few of them were more on the defensive.
At that moment, a frightening destructive aura burst. Zhuo Xu was seen, and a dark figure appeared behind him. It was tall and imposing, shrouded in dark flames.
Zhuo Xu was a descendant of the Black Flame Emperor. He had trained to the level of Renhuang, and he was able to pass his teachings to his descendants, infusing them into their Life Spirits.
As such, it was easier for geniuses to comprehend the will of the great path.
Ye Futian, for example, had an easier time comprehending the will of the great path compared to others, and many of the wills of the great path were interconnected.
Zhuo Xu grabbed at Ye Wuchen, who was in front of him. The pitch-black handprint blocked out the sky, like a black hole of destruction. It was forged from boundless black flames, and when Ye Wuchen's sword will came into contact with the black handprint, it was burned and destroyed right away.
Ye Wuchen's expression was solemn. The sword shot out from his brow, ringing, imbued with the will of the great path.
In an instant, the sword will in their surroundings flowed in a frenzy.
The tens of thousands of swords were condensed and reduced. The tens of thousands of swords turned into thousands, then hundreds … The number of swords became fewer and fewer. Sword light shrouded Ye Wuchen's body, and his swordsmanship became one, infusing into the sword before him. However, the destructive sword will was everywhere.
"Go," Ye Wuchen spat out a command.
The sword came out in an instant.
The sword and the pitch-black handprint clashed, and the black-hole-like handprint was shattered right away. However, the terrifying sword might imbued within the sword was weakened as well, and it flew back to Ye Wuchen.
The Swordmaster of Lihen lent his sword to Ye Wuchen so that he understood that swordsmanship was about addition and subtraction.
One sword gave birth to two, three, and ten thousand swords. That was the way of the sword.
Ten thousand swords turned into one, and that was also the way of the sword.
Many mighty ones attacked Yu Sheng's body at the same time in another battlefield, intending to destroy the body that was sealed within.
However, they saw that the dark golden light flowing on the surface of the body grew brighter and brighter. The terrifying Hell magma fire could not melt his flesh and blood, and the powerful attacks of everyone could not shatter his body.
"Such a powerful physical body?" Countless spectators on the castles were astonished. The attacks of Yan Tong and the others were definitely close to Saint-level attacks.
Yet, they were unable to destroy his body?
What kind of physical body is that?
Ye Futian, on the other hand, looked nonchalant. When the Medicine Saint descended to the Holy Zhi Palace all those years ago, he had many people undergo medicinal baths. Yu Sheng experienced a comprehensive medicinal bath.
Furthermore, Yu Sheng was a natural-born warrior with a physical body, and his physique was even stronger than his own. Yu Sheng, who was born with the power of the great path, had a physical body that was infinitely close to that of a Saint.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, the solidified magma fire and the dazzling golden pattern collapsed. Yu Sheng's body bloomed with a dark golden light. Wisps of terrifying dark golden demonic light swept through the sky and earth. A terrible demonic storm blew on everyone, making them all feel a domineering and peerless pressure.
Yu Sheng's body floated in the air. Dark demonic might flowed wildly with his body at the center, shrouding the space and spreading throughout the entire Rising Dragon Platform.
Many looked to their left and right. Dark demonic might swept past them, sending chills down their spines.
At that moment, Yu Sheng's eyes glowed with dark demonic light, looking extremely overbearing. One look was enough to make one feel as if they were about to fall into boundless darkness, wanting to kneel at his feet.
Terrifying demonic aura flowed madly towards his body, making it grow larger and larger. It was as if he was forging a battle form.
A demon battle form soon appeared, standing tall in the air.
"Kill." One of them waved his hand, and a terrifying golden spear lashed out, colliding with Yu Sheng's demon battle form and shattering it.
Yu Sheng extended his hand, and suddenly, dark currents flowed in his palm, coalescing into a pitch-black demon battle axe.
"Boom!" He stepped into the void, and the space around him trembled. Everyone felt a suppressive might of the Great Path. As his footsteps landed, Yu Sheng's body crossed the void with one step and descended in front of a person. The demonic battle-ax in his hand chopped down, and the sky seemed to be split open.
That person looked horrified. He lashed out with his palms with earth-shattering force, and countless golden patterns tried to seal off the space.
However, when the battle axe chopped down, a sizzling sound was heard, and the golden patterns were shattered right away. The cultivator who had attacked Yu Sheng first was cut down right away, and his blood splattered everywhere.
The noisy castle once again quietened down. That axe seemed to have struck their hearts.
What level of power was this?
At that moment, a powerful will of the Great Path of Space descended upon Yu Sheng. He turned around and stared at one person.
He stepped forward, and the will of the Great Path of Space seemed to be collapsing.
There were strong and weak Paths.
"Boom!" Yu Sheng took another step forward, and his opponent's body seemed to be unable to move, and he was suppressed there. Yu Sheng raised his hand, and the battle axe chopped down again. His opponent roared, and his body broke free from the suppressive power, retreating madly. A flash of the axe chopped down from the sky, and a sharp sizzling sound was heard. A wound appeared on that person's body, and blood splattered. He shouted, "I forfeit."
There was no such thing as forfeiting in the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon. If Yu Sheng wanted to, he could still cut down his opponent.
However, Yu Sheng only glanced at him plainly, and then looked at the others. Those who were at the pinnacle of the Sage Plane from the major cities all felt faint fear from Yu Sheng's gaze.
Those pitch-black eyes were deep and boundless. It was as if they could see a peerless demon god overlooking everything in the world.
They were all top-notch figures, and they were all very confident in their own abilities. Otherwise, they would not have participated in the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon.
But for some reason, at that moment, their strong confidence seemed to have collapsed.
It was as if some people were born to be invincible.
The person before them was such an existence.
Boom. Yu Sheng stepped forward, and their hearts trembled.
"I forfeit."
"I forfeit." One figure after another retreated and left the battlefield.
All of them actually retreated without fighting.
They did not want to face that axe. While participating in the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon was very dangerous, and there was a high chance of losing their lives, but no one really wanted to die. They all came to fight for a chance.
But now, since they could not win, what was the point of struggling?
As for what they promised Flaming Prison City, compared to their lives, it was not that important.
Let Yan Tong fight with this guy.
The hearts of everyone in the castle trembled. One man, two axes, and so many top-notch figures retreated without fighting.
Yan Tong and Zhuo Xu really had victory in their hands? Would one of them be able to rise from the Sleeping Dragon?
There were always people who could break everyone's expectations in the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon. It had happened many times in the past.
It happened again on that day, and it came in such a shocking manner!
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