In my cultivation journey, I completely crushed a group of chosen ones.

"It's Xie Mingtang. I heard that Xie Mingtang is the youngest son of the Xie family from Youying City in the Asura Realm."

His combat strength was quite good before; he had an undefeated record of 100 matches in the Foundation Establishment stage. Now, however, that's uncertain.

"Even if you die, you can't blame anyone. It's clearly stated here that it's a life-or-death battle. If you dare to step onto the stage, you have to be prepared to die."

"That's what they say. No one dares to make a move under the walls of the capital, but once they leave the capital..."

Even if they make a move, who would know? Quite a few outsiders have died over the years.”

Xie Mingtang, dressed in a royal blue outfit and wearing a jade crown, was a handsome man: "Xie Mingtang."

"Emperor Jinghua".

After saying that, the two acted in perfect unison.

Xie Mingtang's figure flashed like a ghost, instantly transforming into a blood-red shadow.

Blood Shadow Sword Shatters!

The sword in his hand burst forth with intense blood-red light, its momentum as swift as lightning, leaving a blood-red trail in its wake.

Di Jinghua swung his sword, instantly unleashing countless blood-red sword shadows.

The Asura Sword Shadow Breaks!

It struck like a torrential rain.

A loud "boom" resounded on the stage.

Xie Mingtang plunged the sword into the ground, and instantly, a powerful force erupted from the sword.

The Asura Sword explodes!

It formed a huge sword-shaped cluster.

Di Jinghua leaped out of the blast circle.

"boom"

A huge mushroom cloud appeared, and the arena was instantly filled with smoke, with figures appearing and disappearing.

Di Jinghua's Asura Sword emitted a ghostly light.

The Netherworld Sword Slashes? Soul Devourer!

A sword aura, imbued with soul-devouring power, flashed with a dark light, piercing through the entire arena.

Xie Mingtang's expression changed drastically, and he quickly dodged, his sword energy flashing past like lightning.

"boom"

A figure flew off the stage, blood flowing below. Xie Mingtang's pupils were still constricted, his expression one of terror.

"This young lady is going to suffer a loss now. I heard that Xie's youngest son is the most favored, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to come to the Blood Prison Arena."

"He's dead, so he deserves it. Who told him to always have people going easy on him, making him think he was so great and invincible?"

If you encounter someone who doesn't give you face, you'll lose your life. You don't even know your own limitations.

He's just pretending to be ignorant; he doesn't know his own abilities, he's just overconfident, thinking that in the Asura Realm, everyone knows him as the Third Young Master of the Xie family.

"That's right, Xie Mingtang is the best at putting on airs, acting like a refined gentleman."

"Alright, all of you, say less. The Xie family is probably in an uproar now."

Di Jinghua didn't care who it was. Standing on the arena, he was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, its edge fully revealed.

No one else went on stage, so the organizers released a phantom fox.

The fox spirit walked gracefully onto the stage.

The Phantom Fox flashed and instantly transformed into countless illusory shadows.

These shadows moved quickly around, making it impossible to discern their true location.

At the same time, the fox's eyes shimmered with a mysterious light, releasing a powerful allure.

A raging demonic flame erupted from the Emperor Jinghua Sword.

The Demonic Flame Sword explodes, igniting the heavens!

The demonic flames erupted, spreading outwards and forming a sea of ​​fire.

Countless shadows in the air quickly turned to ashes.

The fox squeaked a few times and disappeared into the air, leaving not even ashes behind.

"This Di Jinghua is amazing, he's about to have ten matches."

"Can we have some more advanced arenas?"

"But this is the Foundation Establishment area, and no Golden Core cultivator has ever emerged here."

Backstage at the arena, a man bowed and scraped, saying, "Sir, I know what to do."

On the arena's stage, a Poisonous Mist Spider appeared. The spider looked at Di Jinghua and spewed out a large cloud of dense poisonous mist.

Di Jinghua quickly dodged, and the Poison Mist Spider sprayed out tough spider silk from its abdomen, covering the entire arena with spider silk webs.

Di Jinghua thought to himself, "I've encountered a spider demon."

Di Jinghua brandished a blood-red rune on his sword, which instantly transformed into a massive chain.

Blood Prison Sword Lock? Traps the Enemy!

It instantly trapped the spider inside.

The shadows of Asura swords intertwined to form a dazzling yet dangerous sword curtain.

Asura Sword Dance - Chaotic Blades!

Countless sword blades attacked.

The Poisonous Mist Spider's eyes widened in terror as countless sword shadows pierced its body in the blink of an eye, even the blood that flowed out was green venom.

The Poison Mist Spider was unwilling to accept this, and its eyes dimmed.

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At this moment, a burly man stepped onto the stage, exuding an imposing aura: "So, you're the one who killed Xie Mingtang?"

"Is this a bloody battle on the second floor?"

"It's a bloodbath. He's very powerful in the Golden Core region. Why did he suddenly come here and challenge Di Jinghua?"

"It must have been the Xie family that made the move. You know, the Xie family is a powerful clan."

Even though he couldn't openly commit the crime of murdering his own son, he could still hire someone to help.

The bloody battle unleashed the power of blood flames in the heavens and earth, causing a crimson fire cloud to appear in the sky, which continued to churn.

Blood flames engulf the heavens!

Countless blazing sword shadows descended.

Di Jinghua recognized the man as a Golden Core cultivator, and it wasn't like she hadn't killed him before.

A thought flashed through Di Jinghua's mind, merging with the sword and transforming him into the Asura Sword God.

The Wrath of the Asura God? Destruction of the World!

A devastating sword shadow roared out. As the sword light flashed, Xue Zhan quickly dodged, but the light passed by in an instant, and Xue Zhan's head was severed from his body.

He didn't even know he was going to die, how could he have died so hastily? His eyes were wide open.

"Hiss~ She's dead? Even a Golden Core cultivator is no match for Di Jinghua. I'll bet on her to win when she goes upstairs."

"She's practically a demon; no one will dare to mess with her anymore."

"The women of our Asura Realm are all Rakshasa women, and they are all powerful."

Unlike those women outside, who cry and whine like that, they have no bearing whatsoever of a cultivator.

Di Jinghua stepped off the stage, where Ling Su was already waiting: "Not bad, no one can beat you. If you want to challenge someone higher up, you'll have to go up to the second floor."

The two arrived at the betting hall.

Ling Su stood there awkwardly, leaning against the side: "Shopkeeper, we've come to collect the money."

The shopkeeper glanced at Di Jinghua with some curiosity after seeing the sign number.

They were newcomers, so the payout rate was relatively high. The two of them took the Soul-Eating Stone and left.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Di Jinghua returned the ten thousand Soul-Devouring Stones to Ling Su and then went into his room.

Ling Su stood outside the door, looking at the tightly closed door, and touched her nose. This woman is so heartless, she uses you and then throws you away.

When the first ray of light struggled to pierce through the perpetually gloomy clouds of the Asura Realm.

Di Jinghua got up, opened the window, and occasionally saw a few people walking hurriedly, as if they had something urgent to attend to.

A figure caught Di Jinghua's attention. The figure that had attacked his main body in the void last time looked very similar to this one.

Ye Huaiqing felt someone was watching him, but when he looked around, he saw nothing.

Then he remembered that he was no longer Ye Huaiqing, and no one recognized him.