Reversing the Milky Way

Zhu Mingxuan frowned.

Have they completely lost themselves?

Immediately afterward, he waved his hand, and a palm print formed entirely of spiritual energy fell from the sky, passing through the Spirit-Trapping Array and heading straight for Zhao Bo, who was standing on the arena. The three slashes turned into red light and dissipated the moment they touched the palm print, which then slammed into the spot where the demonized Zhao Bo was standing.

Zhao Bo's eyes widened in terror as he braced himself against the sky, attempting to block the attack. In an instant, a powerful tremor reverberated within a 500-meter radius of the martial arts arena in the center of Wuling Town.

Dust filled the arena, and countless stones flew off, but they were all blocked by the spirit-trapping array surrounding the arena. Bai Cheng hid behind the rock barrier and was not affected.

After everyone came to their senses, they saw a handprint about thirty meters in size on the arena. The depth of the handprint was more than one meter, and cracks spread around the handprint all the way to the edge of the arena.

Then look at Zhao Bo. He now lies motionless, quietly in the palm print crater in the arena. His body is slightly flattened, surrounded by bursting purple blood. Bai Cheng watched this scene with a sense of dread, like swatting a cockroach, and his heart remained unsettled for a long time.

At this moment, Zhu Mingxuan slowly flew into the arena and landed beside the palm pit to observe Zhao Bo inside. Just then, a noisy sound came from the edge of the arena.

"Bo'er, my Bo'er!"

This was Zhao Haiming, weeping uncontrollably, slumped beside the arena. Zhu Mingxuan glanced at him, then turned to the audience and said, "Please forgive my rudeness. Although Zhao Bo is a disciple of my Crimson Soul Sect, as you have all seen, he has cultivated an unknown demonic cultivation technique. This is what led him astray. To prevent him from harming others, I, as an elder, had no choice but to personally intervene."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan cursed inwardly. 'That old scoundrel is even more shameless than me!'

The audience members below the stage were all discussing among themselves, and no one questioned the Crimson Soul Sect. There was only one person, Zhao Haiming, who had just finished crying his heart out.

He pointed a finger at Zhu Mingxuan on the arena and shouted, "You...you...you're talking nonsense! My son is only at the Body Refinement Realm, how could he cultivate demonic arts? You're clearly spouting lies!"

In fact, what Zhao Haiming bought was not the Crimson Soul Pill. The other party told him it was the Blood Spirit Pill, but the Blood Spirit Pill was actually an alias for the Crimson Soul Pill. Zhao Haiming just didn't know this when he bought it from the underworld.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Mingxuan frowned slightly. Immediately afterward, a strange fluctuation of spiritual energy emanated from his body, heading straight for Zhao Haiming below the stage. However, he remained motionless, merely feigning deep thought.

Immediately afterward, Zhao Haiming felt an inexplicable pressure gripping his throat, rendering him unable to speak. The pressure from the surroundings intensified, like an invisible hand tightly constricting him, rendering even this martial artist at the peak of the Body Refinement Realm completely immobile.

Soon, under everyone's watchful eyes, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Upon seeing this, everyone quickly stepped back.

Crowd #1: "My God, he was fine just now? How did he suddenly start vomiting blood?"

Crowd #2: "Ah, I don't know! Could it be because the guy in the ring named Zhao Bo is his son?"

Subsequently, various discussions spread among the crowd.

On the arena, Zhu Mingxuan said, "It seems this man is the father of that demon. Judging from his appearance, he must be heartbroken and driven to despair. But you must know that this child has lost his humanity. If I don't eliminate him, he will inevitably harm innocent people sooner or later. My Crimson Soul Sect will never allow such a thing to happen!"

After saying this, the pressure around Zhao Haiming dissipated, and he collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, Liu Yuntian in the VIP seats was also indignant, but at this moment he could only turn his head to the side, because he realized that this Zhu Mingxuan was obviously more difficult to deal with than Mo Yan. He looked peaceful, but in reality he was ruthless.

Then Zhu Mingxuan turned around and slowly walked to Bai Cheng's side, saying, "Your name is Bai Cheng, right? Would you be willing to join my Crimson Soul Sect after the competition?"

These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the crowd.

Bai Cheng had also recovered from what had just happened; the power of the fragments within him had somehow dissipated. Upon hearing Zhu Mingxuan's question, his mind immediately began to work.

'If I agree, my fate might be like Zhao Bo's—a grotesque, inhuman mess. But if I don't agree, I might still end up like Zhao Bo, smashed into a pulp with a single slap. Hmm? I've got it!'

Then, Bai Cheng spoke passionately, "Thank you for your kind words, Elder Zhu, but my greatest dream since childhood has been to serve my country and my motherland. A true man should fight on all fronts. How could I, Bai Cheng, be qualified to set foot in a secluded place like the Crimson Soul Sect?"

Bai Cheng's impassioned words, delivered with heartfelt passion, immediately resonated with the thousands of people in the audience.

Zhu Mingxuan turned his head indifferently and said, "Is that so? That's a real pity..."

Having said that, he took a step forward, transforming into a streak of light. In an instant, he returned to his seat in the VIP section.

Then, turning to Xue Qianfu, who was standing on the floating platform, he said, "Mayor Xue, please continue."

Xue Qianfu immediately ordered his men to carry Zhao Bo's body off the stage. Bai Cheng also stepped down from the arena. At this moment, he felt a chill run down his spine because of Zhu Mingxuan's indifferent expression earlier.

'No wonder no one dared to speak out even with those two sect elders present. That casual strike killed Zhao Bo, whom I'd been fighting for so long. This truly is a world where strength speaks.'

Just as Xue Qianfu was about to announce the next match, he looked at the ravaged arena and was at a loss. This Qinggang stone arena was originally prepared for the contestants, and Zhao Bo had already damaged it beyond recognition. Now, Zhu Mingxuan had struck, creating a 30-meter-long handprint on the arena, nearly a third of its area. Repairing it would likely take a considerable amount of time.

At this moment, Mo Yan, who was in the VIP seats, suddenly stood up. Looking at the devastated arena, he said to Zhu Mingxuan beside him, "Hey Zhu, you left such a mess for them, aren't you going to clean it up?"

After speaking, he extended his right hand, two fingers together in front of him. Then, he made continuous gestures with one hand in front of him, and a small array appeared on his two fingers. Mo Yan flicked it forcefully, and the array slowly expanded before floating into the air above the arena.

Then, the patterns within the unknown array in the sky began to glow. Under Mo Yan's continuous urging, the patterns within the circular array began to rotate, and then, the circular array in the sky emitted a beam of light, enveloping the entire arena.

Countless fragments of oak stone scattered around the arena began to float slowly, even the sand moved without wind. Then, they flew back to the oak stone arena in their original form, and after repeated reassemblies, the arena returned to its original state.

Afterwards, Mo Yan stopped manipulating the magic array, and the magic array above the platform slowly disappeared. The whole set of movements was smooth and fluid, which amazed everyone present.

Crowd #1: "My God! Is this what a cultivator at the Meridian Opening Realm looks like?"

Crowd Number Two: "Such methods have truly opened our eyes."

Bai Cheng, watching from below the arena, couldn't help but exclaim after seeing Mo Yan's actions: "Was that an array? What's the principle behind it? It's truly unbelievable."

Immediately afterwards, Xue Qianfu, who was standing on the floating platform, also cupped his hands and said to Mo Yan, "Elder Mo, please take action."

Mo Yan waved his hand and said, "No need for thanks. After all, I am not like some people. Our Cangxuan Sect is the number one sect in Huoyun Kingdom. Our sect is honest and upright, and we are charitable. We are a model for the world and worthy of respect. My behavior is just my duty. There is no need to take it to heart."

Upon hearing this, everyone present wore professional smiles and showered Mo Yan with flattery. Although they smiled, they were inwardly cursing Mo Yan's entire family. In the Fire Cloud Kingdom, everyone knew that the Cangxuan Sect disciples were domineering and unreasonable, and even the Fire Cloud Kingdom's royal family had a headache dealing with them.

When Bai Cheng heard Mo Yan say such things, he realized what kind of person he was. Previously, Mo Yan had used his power to attack everyone present, and now he was praising their sect's high moral character. This made Bai Cheng determined to stay away from this sect called Cangxuan Sect.

Following this, Xue Qianfu continued, "Next up is the second match of the semifinals, but there are still five contestants remaining. We will still use a draw to decide. One lucky winner will directly enter the final." He then waved his hand, and five names appeared in the air above the arena, scrolling rapidly.

Soon, the match groups were quickly determined. Bai Cheng was overjoyed when he saw them. This lucky winner who had made it to the finals was none other than himself. In his battle with Zhao Bo, Bai Cheng had used up a large portion of his stored spiritual energy, leaving him with less than 20%. He had been worried about how to deal with his next opponent, but unexpectedly, he had directly entered the finals. Luck was certainly a factor, but skill was also a factor.

Immediately afterwards, the second round of the semifinals began. The first match was between Lei Che and Qin Ming.

As both players entered the arena, the atmosphere became tense. When the starting signal sounded, Lei Che launched the first attack. Qin Ming immediately summoned golden spiritual energy, enveloping his entire body.

The battle was about to begin when Lei Che, his body crackling with lightning, appeared before Qin Ming in the blink of an eye.

Qin Ming was startled: "His speed is indeed very troublesome!" Immediately afterward, he used two fingers to condense a golden lightsaber, which he extended and swiftly slashed towards Lei Che in front of him.

Lei Che easily dodged the attack with a swift movement.

Lei Che: "Too slow!" Immediately afterward, Lei Che moved with incredible speed, circling behind Xue Qin and unleashing a powerful attack. Lightning flashed around Xue Qin, sending him flying into the air. However, he then performed an aerial somersault and landed smoothly on the ground, seemingly unharmed.

Xue Qin: "As expected of someone with a lightning attribute cultivation physique, their attacks are indeed incredibly domineering."

Lei Che narrowed his eyes slightly: "The Qin family is indeed a family of cultivators. You are only at the mid-stage of the Body Refinement Realm, yet you were able to block this attack with your spiritual power."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming pointed a golden light sword formed from his finger at Lei Che and said, "Lei Che, after the competition, would you be willing to join my Qin family?"

These words caused an uproar among the audience.

Upon hearing this, Bai Cheng couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "This Qin Ming is truly courageous! He actually dared to snatch someone right in front of Elder Mo Yan. Is this the treatment for those with a lightning attribute cultivation physique?"

However, when Bai Cheng looked at Mo Yan in the VIP seats, what surprised him even more was that Elder Mo Yan did not say a word. He just looked at the arena with an extremely serious expression, which left Bai Cheng somewhat bewildered.

"Didn't he previously boast that anyone who dared to compete with him for the Thunderclap would be an enemy of the Cangxuan Sect? That can only mean one thing: Qin Ming's identity is not simple."

After hearing this, Lei Che was first taken aback, then he seriously considered something, and then his expression suddenly changed. He said, "I'm really sorry, but I am a free spirit who yearns for freedom."

After he finished speaking, the people present began to whisper among themselves. Mo Yan, who was in the VIP seats, couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

Qin Ming: "Is that so? That's a real pity. But Brother Lei Che, if you change your mind, my Qin family will welcome you anytime."

Raiche: "I appreciate your kindness!"

Having said that, Lei Che took a step forward, his body crackling with lightning once more. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Qin Ming, and then a barrage of punches and kicks, accompanied by flashes of lightning, struck Qin Ming's body. Instantly, the spiritual energy on the arena fluctuated, accompanied by incessant flashes of lightning. In fact, before anyone could even see how Lei Che threw his punches, the crowd hadn't even seen it.

Qin Ming was unable to cope with such rapid attacks. He could only circulate all his spiritual energy to cover his body, but even so, each of Lei Che's attacks still caused him considerable impact when it hit Qin Ming's spiritual energy shield. Even his feet sank deeply into the Qinggang stone arena due to the impact.

Immediately afterward, Qin Ming's eyes turned fierce, and he shouted loudly, "Sword Control Technique!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Che was startled and quickly dodged backward. Then he saw Xue Qin gather golden spiritual energy in front of him with both hands, then swiftly flick his hands to the sides. Immediately afterwards, two golden spiritual swords formed from spiritual energy floated beside him.

Upon seeing this, Sun Jianxin, who was sitting in the VIP seats, immediately stood up excitedly and shouted, "Genius! Genius!" Apart from him, the other cultivators sitting in the VIP seats were also clearly shocked by Qin Ming's actions.