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

Everyone was delighted by Di Jinghua's arrival and took the opportunity to place bets.

Di Jinghua and Ling Su would each bet all the Soul-Devouring Stones they had on them.

Several figures stood nearby, their expressions greedy.

Emperor Jinghua stepped onto the stage, and immediately another figure slowly walked onto the stage, her light blue robe fluttering in the wind, like a fairy descending to earth.

Di Jinghua stood opposite him like a war god.

A sharp sword aura shot out, heading straight for Xing Yuling.

Xing Yuling waved her hand gently, and a spiritual energy shield instantly appeared in front of her.

The sword energy collided with the shield, producing a loud bang, and the powerful impact caused the entire arena to tremble slightly.

Seeing that his first attack had missed, Di Jinghua unleashed a barrage of sword strikes like a storm.

Xing Yuling formed hand seals and chanted incantations.

The surrounding spiritual energy began to surge wildly, instantly forming a huge vortex of spiritual energy.

A vortex of spiritual energy swept towards Di Jinghua.

"With a swing of the Asura Sword, Emperor Jinghua unleashed a dazzling light from her body."

The powerful sword energy spread outwards like a storm.

Sword shatters the heavens? Asura's strike!

A massive sword shadow appeared instantly, seemingly about to tear the entire Blood Prison Arena apart.

Wherever the sword's shadow passed, space distorted, emanating a chilling aura of destruction.

"boom"

With a loud bang, Xingyuling's spiritual energy shield shattered, and the sword shadow continued forward, striking Xingyuling directly.

Xing Yuling was thrown away by the powerful impact and crashed heavily to the ground.

A flash of light followed, and Xingyuling vanished from her spot in an instant.

Di Jinghua didn't care; it was normal for someone with protective treasures to run away if they couldn't win.

"This Star Spirit has fought many times in the Blood Prison Arena, and this time it was simply driven away?"

"Xing Yuling's combat strength is quite good. I've heard that she's a member of the Spirit Clan, but I don't know if it's true?"

"I've heard that the Elven race is always being hunted, and that they're valuable from head to toe. Is that true?"

"Haha, it's the same principle that humans hunt demons to eat their flesh and demons hunt humans to eat their flesh."

The Spirit Race is a treasure trove, and other races are also treasures in the eyes of other races.

In other worlds, it's normal for people to eat their own kind.

"Yes, in the cultivation world, whether it's a person or an object, as long as it has spiritual energy, it's an excellent treasure for cultivation."

“Even our Asura clan is considered a treasure by outsiders, and many of our clansmen are hunted down when they come out.”

*

Mingye Soul was shrouded in a mysterious black mist, with only a pair of eyes gleaming with an eerie light visible.

He held a black staff in his hand, which shimmered with an eerie light.

Di Jinghua, dressed in black battle armor, held a blood-red Shura sword, her long hair flowing in the wind, exuding a powerful aura.

"It's Ming Yehun, why is he here too?"

"Who is this Ming Yehun?"

"Ming Yehun is from the Ghost Realm. I heard he was banished to the Ghost Realm, but I don't know if it's true or not."

Hearing these comments, Ming Yehun's eyes grew even colder and more indifferent, and a black mist, like a venomous snake, lunged towards Di Jinghua.

Emperor Jinghua swung his Asura Sword, and a sharp sword aura cleaved the mist in two.

Ming Yehun remained calm. He attacked again, and countless ghosts surged out of the black mist, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Di Jinghua.

Di Jinghua and Ming Yehun exchanged blows, neither giving an inch.

Di Jinghua's sword moves were incredibly fierce, each strike containing immense power, as if it could cleave the heavens and earth in two.

Ming Ye Hun's magic is unpredictable and ever-changing, making it difficult to defend against.

幽冥鬼火！

Ming Yehun shouted, and a ball of black flame flew out from the magic weapon, rushing towards Di Jinghua.

Di Jinghua's eyes sharpened; she knew the power of this Netherworld Ghost Fire.

They quickly dodged, trying to avoid the ball of flame.

But the ghostly flames seemed to have a life of their own, relentlessly pursuing her.

The Emperor's Sword emitted a strong light, as if it could penetrate all darkness.

Asura Sword Technique: Heavenly Slash of Reincarnation!

A massive sword aura swept out like a whirlwind, colliding with the Netherworld Ghost Fire with a deafening roar.

Ming Yehun dodged quickly.

In an instant, a chilling sword light shot into the sky from Emperor Jinghua, piercing through the void.

Ming Yehun quickly activated his life-saving magic weapon to escape, and a scream echoed through the air.

The sword light pulverized the void.

"Another one ran away. What's going on? Running away when you can't beat them?"

"It would be foolish not to run if you can't win. Even though he was demoted to the Ghost Realm, he was still the young master of the Ghost Realm before, so he naturally has a lot of things to protect himself."

Di Jinghua ate a Green Wood Spirit Fruit and meditated on the arena.

Surrounded by spirit stones, a quarter of an hour later, Di Jinghua's dantian was full of spiritual energy.

*

On the arena, Dark Soul shrouded himself in a layer of dark aura, and a black sword aura pounced towards Di Jinghua like a venomous snake.

Di Jinghua shattered the black sword energy with a sharp sword aura.

Dark Soul's dark power surged from the sword, transforming into a group of ferocious demons that pounced on Di Jinghua.

These demons came in various shapes and sizes; some had sharp fangs, while others brandished sharp claws, as if they wanted to tear Di Jinghua to pieces.

A layer of chaotic energy appeared around Di Jinghua's body, keeping the demons out.

The demons crashed against the chaotic energy, producing a series of piercing sounds, like the wails of evil spirits.

Di Jinghua's sword moves were incredibly fierce, each strike containing chaotic power, as if it could cleave the heavens and earth in two.

As the sword flashed, the surrounding air was shattered into pieces, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Dark Soul's demonic sword exudes an evil aura, and every move carries the power of the Dark Demon Devouring Heaven Technique, making it impossible to defend against.

As the demonic sword was wielded, black light danced like a ghost, plunging the entire arena into darkness.

Di Jinghua's Asura Sword shone brightly, and a huge chaotic sword aura appeared in the air.

Around the sword energy, chaotic energy surged and churned, resembling the chaotic storm at the beginning of the universe.

Sensing the immense power, Dark Soul immediately unleashed the strongest defense of the Dark Demon Devouring Heaven Technique.

A black shield appeared around his body, shimmering with an eerie light.

The shield resembled a black vortex, seemingly about to devour everything.

"boom"

The chaotic sword energy collided with the black shield, producing a deafening roar.

The audience eagerly widened their eyes, wanting to see who would win.