Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

Talismans have existed since ancient times; they were created by our ancestors based on the rules of heaven and earth.

In the spirit realm, the most powerful are the ninth-level spirit talismans, whose power is second only to immortal talismans.

However, in the current spirit world, a level nine spirit talisman is like a legend; no one has ever seen it, let alone been able to refine it.

The most outstanding talisman maker in the spirit world is also present. Although he is at the Tribulation Transcending level, he can only refine talismans of around level eight.

Moreover, the success rate was less than 10%, which already made him the most recognized top talisman maker in the spirit world.

But Hu Yizhi, standing before them, immediately unleashed an eighth-level spirit talisman—a truly impressive display that stunned everyone present.

However, it's not surprising that there's only one or two pieces; everyone has one or two treasures.

However, Hu Yizhi immediately played three cards in a row, forcing his opponent to almost reach the edge of the arena.

"You, Hu Yizhi, you've gone too far! Take this...!"

The middle-aged cultivator fighting Hu Yizhi was also enraged. This was a battle of wits! Nobody could afford to lose; they were all cultivators undergoing tribulation, and nobody was penniless!

Hu Yizhi's opponent was also a renowned Tribulation Transcending cultivator who had been famous for many years. Although his cultivation level was similar to Hu Yizhi's, he had advanced to the Tribulation Transcending stage nearly a thousand years earlier than Hu Yizhi.

This extra thousand years means a thousand years of experience and a thousand years of wealth.

Here, unless they're pushed to the limit, no one will bring out their truly best stuff.

It's likely that Hu Yizhi was too eager to secure a spot for ascension. His alliance with Chen Yunhao was merely a backup plan, and he probably didn't truly value it.

Therefore, Hu Yizhi's methods angered his opponent, who turned the tide with just one move.

The middle-aged cultivator from Yanyang Prefecture stomped his right foot on the ground, causing the entire arena to shake.

A huge, illusory figure appeared behind him, both real and unreal, like a bluebird, impossible to see clearly.

"Impressive technique! He actually managed to integrate the bloodline of a true spirit into his body...!"

While Chen Yunhao was still speculating, he overheard the whispers of others around him.

At first, he thought it was also a being of the Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth, but he never expected it to be a higher level being.

It was a kind of supernatural power that he had heard of but never seen.

It is said that there are limitations, and not everyone can be successful.

The key is that the cultivator who integrates the bloodline of the True Spirit must have the bloodline of the True Spirit within their body, regardless of the amount, they can succeed.

The degree of fusion in the future is determined by the amount of bloodline.

Looking at the illusory image before me, it always seems to be missing something.

However, it was enough to deal with Hu Yizhi; the middle-aged cultivator's cultivation level was at the second stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

However, the aura of true spirit behind him had already reached the late stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, no less than the seventh level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

With such a huge gap, even if Hu Yizhi used all his methods, he wouldn't be able to hold out for long against absolute power.

Behind the cultivator, a blue bird extended a blue claw from afar, making a light touch.

Hu Yizhi had no choice but to flee far away; with his strength at the seventh or eighth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, he was no match for him.

This time, Hu Yizhi became like a fleeing mouse, leaping and bounding around the arena, no longer displaying his previous composure.

But he persevered through gritted teeth, believing that such supernatural powers could not last.

However, it is indeed not sustainable in reality, but since it is something ingrained in one's blood, it lasts longer than ordinary spells.

So Hu Yizhi underestimated the duration of this, and in any case, he was the one who ended up exhausted.

Finally, he had no choice but to surrender two hours later and leave the arena.

It's true that I'm a little unwilling to accept the loss, but the fact is that I'm not as good as them.

Next up was Chen Yunhao's turn. In the previous few matches, Han Hai Zong had only won one.

Chen Yunhao was at the bottom, and some people didn't think highly of him. After all, he was a newly promoted cultivator, and his skills and experience were probably still lacking.

Chen Yunhao also knew where his shortcomings lay. Without any suitable weapons at his disposal, he had to use his advantages to finish the battle quickly.

"Please, fellow Daoist!!"

After all, it's a competition, not a life-or-death battle, so there should still be some necessary opening remarks.

"I think this guy should just admit defeat sooner rather than later...!"

Chen Yunhao's opponent was a cultivator at the second level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm; he had underestimated him.

"Fellow Daoist, why make sarcastic remarks? Let's fight first!"

Chen Yunhao chuckled and said, "What a joke! It's not certain who will win or lose."

"Come, let me show you the Fiery Divine Skill of Yanyang Prefecture...!"

That cultivator did have reason to be arrogant; as soon as he finished speaking, the entire arena seemed to transform into a fiery hell.

This is a yellowish-blue flame, even more powerful than the Nanming Li Fire.

The moment the flames rose, Chen Yunhao's figure disappeared.

No one noticed his figure; it was as if he had truly vanished and disappeared into the void.

The flames in the sky paused for a moment, as if searching for Chen Yunhao.

But the next moment, a cold light appeared without warning, right next to the cultivator's forehead.

The cold light was that of an axe, which seemed to have cleaved through the void and appeared abruptly.

To onlookers, it seemed as if the cultivator had automatically run into that cold light.

Ding……

With a crisp sound, a phantom appeared in front of the cultivator, like a shadow of himself, blocking the axe blow for him.

Chen Yunhao certainly wouldn't kill him, but it was right to make him suffer a little.

Of course, he also considered that every cultivator has their own means of protecting their life.

Chen Yunhao didn't have time to think about what methods he used to block that calamity, as his figure disappeared into the void again.

"What profound spatial techniques! You've at least reached a minor level of mastery. Impressive!"

Below the arena, people were discussing among themselves. They were all cultivators who had undergone tribulation and were knowledgeable, so they could see through Chen Yunhao's methods at a glance.

The cultivator who was fighting Chen Yunhao immediately turned gloomy.

Everyone knows that mastering the Way of Space puts one in an invincible position, unless the opponent is more powerful than one who has mastered it.

With a thought, the flames in the sky became even hotter, and the surrounding space began to tremble and ripple.

This is also a way to prevent the surrounding space from becoming unstable, and it can also effectively prevent the use of spatial supernatural powers.

"I don't believe you still have any ways to save your life...!"

Chen Yunhao's soft voice came from all directions, making it impossible to pinpoint its exact location.

Suddenly, two more streaks of cold light appeared, one near and one far, both moving with lightning speed, almost touching face to face.

"You lost...!"

Chen Yunhao's figure was still nowhere to be seen, but his words echoed on the stage.

Two beams of cold light, one real and one fake, one illusory and one real, almost grazed his scalp, shaving off a few strands of hair.

As he watched a few strands of hair gradually fall, the cultivator from Yanyang Prefecture gave a bitter smile.

"I lost...!"