Kong Lei was seething with anger. Her whole body was trembling, and she clenched her fists so hard that her knuckles turned white. Her beautiful eyes were burning with anger as she looked around sternly, as if she was looking for the person who spread the rumor.
Her terrifying killing intent scared the contestants standing next to her into silence. They did not even dare to breathe, lest they become her punching bag.
Unfortunately, it was not easy to find the person who spread the rumor in such a large crowd. Kong Lei was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. She stood there with a straight face, like a volcano that was about to erupt. She clenched her teeth and swore to herself that she would find the person who maliciously slandered her. After catching him, she would tear him into pieces to vent her hatred.
Peng Tianjie was probably the one who took pleasure in Kong Lei's misfortune the most. She pursed her lips and snickered in the crowd. She had never seen Kong Lei, who was always high and mighty like a god, lose her composure like this. She wanted to add fuel to the fire and spread the rumor.
Boom!
A terrifying airwave surged, causing people's attention to shift from the gossips to the stage again.
Ding Ning and the blazing sun in the sky resonated with each other. He was like a small sun, emitting a scorching and dazzling light that people could not look at directly.
The Winged Clan's Patriarch's eyes shone with a strange light. He glanced at Peng Tianjie, seemingly unintentionally, and revealed a thoughtful expression. When Jier broke through to the Great Demon Realm, there was also a similar phenomenon. However, it was far less scorching and domineering than Ding Ning's. It was more of a light and holy feeling.
Peng Tianao had a strange expression. He stared at Ding Ning without blinking. Feeling the aura of the breakthrough, he suddenly had an incredible thought. Is this guy breaking through to the Great Demon Realm?
No … this is impossible. I must have sensed it wrong. If he was not even a Great Demon Realm before, how could he defeat a Demon King? There was a gap of two major realms between them.
Fighting beyond one's realm was the right of a genius. The Winged Clan had no lack of geniuses who could do so, but it did not mean that they could fight beyond one's realm without limit. It was quite good to be able to defeat an opponent with a gap of several minor realms. It was basically impossible to defeat an opponent with a gap of one major realm, let alone two major realms.
Therefore, Peng Tianao quickly threw this unreliable idea to the back of his mind and insisted that he must have sensed it wrongly. After all, the aura of Ding Ning's breakthrough was much more majestic than that of a normal breakthrough Great Demon.
Many people had the same idea as him, but the Presidents of the Alliance soon put this idea behind them. They believed that Ding Ning must be a Demon King Realm master who was breaking through a small realm.
Old Crane stared at Ding Ning without blinking, as if the terrifying Refined Sun Fire could not affect him at all. However, his eyes were flashing with a horrified light.
He was the closest to Ding Ning and felt it the clearest. How could he not see that Ding Ning was indeed breaking through to the Great Demon Realm? It was just that Ding Ning's aura was much stronger than that of ordinary Great Demon Realm cultivators. He couldn't believe it and was extremely angry. What was the Wing People Alliance trying to do? Were they trying to stifle a genius?
Such a monstrous peerless unpolished jade was cruelly sent to this arena by these guys to compete with experts whose weakest was at the Eighth Heaven of the Monster King Realm. They even claimed that it was an absolutely fair selection match without any shady deals. 'Damn it, it's impossible for me to believe you. If there's no shady deals, I'll gouge my eyeballs out for you.'
Boom!
Just when He Ming's face darkened and he was about to demand an explanation from the Representatives of the Wing People Alliance, something strange happened again.
Under the bright sun, Ding Ning looked like the Sun God who had descended to the mortal world. The light around him became hotter and hotter, and his aura became stronger and stronger. The terrifying aura covered the sky and the earth, forcing the other contestants to retreat. Their faces were filled with shock. Even a peerless Demon King would retreat when facing such an aura.
For the first time, Kong Lei's frosty face changed. Only now did she start to take Ding Ning seriously. This man who had taken her innocence was definitely not as simple as she thought.
Ding Ning felt warm all over, as if he had ascended to heaven and become an immortal. A bridge was opened between the upper dantian and the middle dantian. His soul and nature merged together to form an illusory spirit, sitting on the Soul Altar in the middle dantian.
The power of the five elements in his internal organs began to spin rapidly around his middle dantian. The five elements interacted with each other, constantly giving birth to wind, rain, thunder, lightning, dark fog, light, ice, and other elements.
As the elemental power continued to pour into his middle dantian, the totem of the five elements gradually appeared, and finally became a solid alchemy furnace. The spirit sat in it, as if it wanted to refine itself into an alchemy pill with its body as the medicine.
The Way of Medicine reached the heavens, and the Way of Heaven first appeared. The five elements were the foundation, the heaven and earth were the furnace, the elements were the fire, and the spirit was the spirit, refining the immortal spirit.
The Nine-holed Stone Statue was slightly hot, and the information it transmitted made Ding Ning understand. His eyes shone with a dazzling light. He calmed down and entered a state of selflessness, watching the refining of the cauldron of spirit medicine.
The spirit was solemn, like an old monk in meditation, without sorrow or joy. No matter how the lightning flashed, the wind, the rain, and the mist fell on its body, the illusory figure gradually began to solidify.
"Roar!"
Waves of soul-destroying and bone-eroding pain made Ding Ning's face contorted, and he couldn't help but let out a shrill roar like a wounded beast. The pain of refining the spirit was far worse than the pain of refining a weapon, and even with his endurance, he couldn't bear it.
Everyone looked over when they heard the roar, and they saw that Peng Tianning's body, which was emitting multicolored light, had dimmed, and traces of blood mist filled the air. His skin began to crack, as if a layer of skin was peeling off, and lightning and flames were faintly flashing in the cracks, which made people's hearts palpitate.
"Not good, his physical body isn't strong enough, and if he forcefully breaks through, he will suffer a disaster. We must stop him."
Peng Tianao suddenly stood up and said nervously.
The Patriarch of the Winged Clan frowned, and he subconsciously straightened his body. He said in a deep voice, "Let's wait and see!"
The rest of the people were worried, nervous, concerned, gloating, and sneering.
Bai Xun Er, Mystery, and Peng Tianjie were deeply concerned, and they quietly clenched their fists. If it wasn't for Ding Ning telling them not to worry, they might have already rushed up to the stage.
Kong Lei looked at Ding Ning without blinking her beautiful eyes, and she subconsciously clenched her fists. Because she used too much force, her knuckles turned slightly pale, and her emotions were unprecedentedly complicated.
Logically speaking, she should be the happiest person if Ding Ning died in front of everyone when he forcefully broke through, but when the time came, she found that she couldn't be happy, and she even faintly felt sad and disappointed.
This shocked her. Did I fall in love with him after I lost my chastity? Otherwise, why would I care so much about his life?
No, impossible, how could I fall in love with this despicable and treacherous person who takes advantage of others? The reason why I don't want him to die here is because he hasn't been defeated by me in front of Ah Jie, and I haven't had the time to trample on his dignity to vent for me and Ah Jie. That's why I don't want him to die. Yes, it must be like this, it must be like this.
Kong Lei found a reason for herself, and kept giving herself psychological hints. In the end, even she herself believed it, and began to worry for Ding Ning with a clear conscience.
The vast Martial Arts Practice Field was completely silent, filled with an oppressive atmosphere, causing everyone's hearts to feel heavy and their chests to feel stuffy. Even those who were secretly gloating in their hearts had expressions of compassion and concern on their faces.
Because all of them noticed that the Winged Clan's Ancestor who had a tranquil expression and seemed to remain unmoved was like a volcano that was about to erupt, and he was enshrouded in a formidable and terrifying energy. Once he was released, it would be a terrifying calamity that could destroy the heavens and the earth.
Peng Tianning was destined to die, and it was not worthwhile for them to gloat at this moment. If they provoked this explosive barrel, they would die a terrible death.
In the crowd, You Wuji's eyes were filled with resentment as he muttered in his heart, "You have to hold on. I've bet all my assets on you. If you're done for, I'll go bankrupt too. Why the hell did I believe Bai Xiao Lou's bullsh * t and bet on you? He's really a scammer."
Bai Xiaolou was also helpless. His intuition told him that Ding Ning would be the final victor. Who would have thought that something like this would happen? He really felt like he had seen a ghost. He wailed in his heart, "Wuji, I'm sorry. Now that we're both going bankrupt, let's go begging together in the future."
"Damn it, it hurts, it hurts a hundred times more than refining weapons!"
Ding Ning muttered in his heart as he endured the piercing pain. Beads of sweat fell from his forehead like raindrops and mixed in the cracks of his body. When the sweat stung him, there was no need to mention how good it felt.
However, this kind of pain was not even worth mentioning compared to the pain of refining his soul. The pain that came from the depths of his soul was so painful that he could not even faint. He was in so much pain that he wanted to die. He could only rely on his strong willpower to hold on. The muscles on his face were in so much pain that they kept trembling. He bit his lips unconsciously until they bled.
He, who had used all his concentration to resist the inhuman pain from the depths of his soul, did not notice that as the refining of his soul progressed, the tightly shut Door of Willpower was slowly opening up a gap …
"Damn it, I don't believe that you can really kill me from the pain."
Ding Ning's face, which had turned hideous because of the pain, revealed a ruthless expression. His firm lips were tightly pursed as he swore to himself.
Rumble!
A thunderous sound came from his body. The thunderbolts derived from the power of the five elements, like a storm that could destroy everything, blasted the condensed spirit.
Ding Ning let out a cry and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. He had a terrible headache and his mind was muddled. There was a touch of horror in his eyes. The cracks on his body were insignificant to him, and he could repair them in minutes. But his spirit was shattered, and this was killing him.
"Isn't it just upgrading to the God Martial Arts Realm? Why is it so difficult? "
Ding Ning could not figure it out, but he had no time to think about it. He had to save himself and see if he could glue the shattered spirit back together. Otherwise, he would really die here.
But the thunderstorm had no intention of letting him go. Violent thunderbolts constantly bombarded his Divine Soul, and every blow made him struggle on the verge of death. Blood spurted out of his mouth like it was free, and in the blink of an eye, he was covered in blood.
Ding Ning did not expect that his shattered spirit would change at this moment. It turned into five smaller spirit phantoms and continued to suffer the pain of refining his soul.
"Ancestor!"
Peng Tianao stood up anxiously and looked at the Ancestor of the Wing Clan for help.
The Ancestor of the Wing Clan looked gloomy. He moved his lips and shook his head apologetically. "His body is strange and special. I can't do anything about it. He can only rely on himself."
Peng Tianao sat down dejectedly and pulled his hair in pain. To the Wing Clan, Ding Ning's appearance was the key to whether they could firmly grasp the right to speak in the Wing Clan Alliance. The Wing Clan had placed too much hope on him. But now, with Ding Ning's death, everything would turn into a bubble. This was a pain that he could not bear, and his mood was extremely dispirited.
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