Yi Tian was always interested in any abnormal situation, and this Demigod Stage cultivator named Blood Thunderbolt didn't look like someone to be trifled with. The fact that he was able to give such a low payout showed that he was indeed a real expert.
However, Yi Tian turned around and pointed at Xue Thunderbolt's name, asking, "Does Daoist Yan know this person?"
Yan Tong glanced at him and understood. He smiled and said, "Daoist Yi, you may not know this, but this Xue Thunderbolt is the disciple of the Demon Dragon Sect's Supreme Lord. They all cultivate the Blood Dao, so their names have the word 'Blood' in them."
"Blood dao cultivation method?" Yi Tian's expression didn't change, but he couldn't help but be shocked. Blood dao cultivation methods weren't widely spread in the Demon Realm.
However, he knew that Jiu Tuoluo once said that his sect was full of cultivators who cultivated this type of cultivation method. Now, he had taken two out of the four spirit seeds. As for the other two, there was no trace of them.
If two of the four disciples of Evil Buddha of Chaos had not appeared, then the High Lord behind the Demon Dragon Path was most likely one of them.
Although he couldn't provoke a Body Integration cultivator for the time being, he could start with Xue Thunderbolt to see what was so special about him.
If Jiu Tuoluo didn't lie to him, then his junior brothers should have already exhausted their lifespans. Unless they could reach the Grand Ascension Stage to extend their lifespans to more than ten thousand years, or they could use a blood dao cultivation method to preserve their Yuanying and survive through possession.
In that case, the identity of the Demon Dragon Dao Lord was quite suspicious. If he was Xue Thunderbolt's master, then he was most likely one of Jiu Tuoluo's junior brothers.
However, although he had doubts, he hadn't seen Xue Thunderbolt in action. The best way was to observe him up close.
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Open the window and let me watch the battle on the arena." The maid slowly walked over and gently opened the window in front of her. Yi Tian extended his divine sense and saw the situation on the stage. At this moment, he saw two Spirit Severing cultivators on the stage, using their best spells to greet each other.
After three breaths of time, Yi Tian lost interest. He lowered his head and looked at the order of the matches on the roster. He saw that Blood Thunderbolt's match was arranged at the back. There were probably still seven or eight matches before it would be his turn.
Yan Tong thought that he was worried about the bet and wanted to personally check on the situation. Immediately, he looked a little doubtful. He lowered his head and asked telepathically, "Brother Yi, do you have any doubts about your bet? Do you need to keep an eye on the competition?"
Upon hearing his voice transmission, Yi Tian was taken aback. He knew that there was a hidden meaning in his words. It was obvious that he had made a lot of bets under his influence. That was why he asked such a question.
But now, his mind was no longer on this. Winning or losing was a small matter. The key was to find out more about the Blood Thunderbolt.
After thinking about it, he comforted Yan Tong. Hearing this, Yan Tong's expression calmed down. Then, Yi Tian changed the topic and asked, "How much does Fellow Yan know about the Demon Dragon Path's Lord?"
Yan Tong stared at him for a moment before asking, "Why is Brother Yi suddenly interested in the Demon Dragon Path? However, they have never been taken seriously by the Demon Realm's Seven Great Demon Clans."
"Why does Fellow Yan say that?" Yi Tian was puzzled. "Although the Demon Dragon Path is attached to the Heavenly Demon Clan, they accept talents. They also have Body Integration cultivators. In terms of strength, they are not inferior to the other Demon Clans."
"That is true. However, what they lack the most is a territory to develop. Additionally, in recent years, the Seven Great Demon Clans have begun roping in the ascended cultivators and promising them great rewards. Thus, the Demon Dragon Dao is no longer able to capture all the ascended elites in one fell swoop like they did thousands of years ago," Yan Tong explained.
So it was like that. The Demon Realm's Seven Great Demon Clans were aware of the Demon Dragon Path's strategy and adjusted their policies accordingly to suppress their rapidly expanding power.
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly sensed through his spiritual sense that another match had ended. The next match was the one he had placed a large bet on. The contestants from both sides had already entered the arena. As soon as the referee gave the order, the battle began.
Yan Tong's expression didn't change, but his eyes revealed a trace of nervousness. The amount of Devil's Crystal Stones he had bet this time was a rare large sum. Overall, he had made a small profit from the previous matches. However, all of the bets were on Devil's Crystal Stones. If he lost, he wouldn't suffer any serious losses, but he would be short on money for a short period of time.
Yi Tian's expression was indifferent. He was only gambling for fun. If he could win, it would be best, but if he lost, it didn't matter. He turned his head to meet Yan Tong's gaze and calmly said, "Fellow Yan, don't be impatient. The outcome of this match will soon be decided."
Just as they were talking, a beam of red light shot out from the arena and swallowed up Supreme Yun's body in the blink of an eye. Three breaths later, when the flames faded away, Di Yun was clad in a red armor that protected his entire body. The Flame Dragon Armor had blocked all of the Abhijina Spells that his opponent had cast.
After several explosive sounds were heard, sparks flew in all directions. Even the protective shield on the stage shook violently, as if it was about to reach its limit.
Ten breaths later, the smoke on the arena had yet to disperse. Flames flickered a few times within the black smoke before suddenly flying out. A fully-armored cultivator flew out and slashed through the air with the Flame Dragon Halberd in his hand, striking his opponent with his weapon.
The cultivators below the arena cried out in alarm. They saw the Flame Dragon Halberd cut through the opponent's shield like tofu and left a deep wound on the opponent's body.
If Di Yun hadn't stopped in time, his opponent would've been dismembered. At this point, the outcome of the battle was clear. There was no need to kill the opponent.
At this moment, Yan Tong seemed to be relieved. He turned to look at Yi Tian. His expression was calm, as if his mood wasn't affected by the outcome of the match.
After quietly taking out the Jade Slip, he carefully checked the results of the small bets of this match. After three breaths of time, Yan Tong's eyelids twitched as he smiled and said, "Fellow Yi is indeed amazing. With just one move, you have practically won all the small bets of this match. I am ashamed of my inferiority."
"Fellow Yan, you flatter me." Yi Tian frowned and said, "I'm afraid this matter won't end well. I reckon there will be trouble later. When the time comes, I'll have to ask Fellow Yan to be on the side."
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