Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The hearts of the spectators tightened. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.    

Two furious roars echoed in their ears!    

"The Upper Jade Descends to the Yellow Springs, the destruction melts with each other, the Azure Falling Ruins!"    

"The Sage is the Dao, the Evil Punishes and Eliminates Evil!"    

As two shouts of battle sounded out, a pair of enormous palms slapped down in everyone's field of vision, and then a dazzling bolt of lightning shot into the sky.    

In an instant, they collided in midair.    

Rumble!    

A thunder-like explosive sound spread out. Immediately, a dazzling strong light wantonly spread out. The strength of the light overshadowed the scorching sun in the sky, causing the spectators to close their eyes one after another, not daring to open them.    

Even Qing Chen and the others, who were confident in their own strength, narrowed their eyes and looked at the bright light in front of them.    

However, looking at his tightly knitted brows, it seemed like he couldn't see the collision of the strong light and the situation inside.    

If one were to say that only the experts on the battle platform could see the scene clearly, such strong light did not seem to have much effect on them.    

But at this moment, they also slightly frowned.    

On the battle platform where everyone was focused on, the wanton storms here were extremely terrifying. Ripples of pressure spread out.    

Everyone could feel the aura of nirvanic extermination from within. In the face of such a violent and tyrannical power, even space seemed to be unable to withstand it. Faintly, they could see tiny spatial cracks.    

This scene was too surprising.    

The spatial zone in Desolate Domain was different from the secret realm Ao Lingchen and the others had. In the secret realm, they could create spatial cracks with their strength close to the Half Step Martial King.    

However, this was the Desolate Domain. Even a Half Step Martial King wouldn't be able to tear the spatial zone apart here. The only thing they could do was to be a king.    

At this moment, the collision between Ao Lingchen and Murong Feng had caused a shocking force to erupt, but it forcefully ripped open tiny cracks in the sturdy spatial zone of Desolate Domain.    

Although the number of cracks was small and the cracks were small, they still created spatial cracks in the spatial zone. This showed how terrifying the force they unleashed at this moment was.    

The violent energy raged wildly. No one knew how much time had passed. Perhaps it was a quarter of an hour or even a quarter of an hour. Finally, everyone could feel that the movement on the fighting stage had weakened, and the dazzling light was fading away.    

Seizing the opportunity, everyone looked towards the fighting stage. What was surprising was that they could not even see the afterimages in the storm. In fact, in their perception, there wasn't even a single person's breath on the fighting stage. It was as if there was nothing on the stage.    

The strange perception and the situation that they couldn't see clearly made them very anxious. Everyone was guessing.    

"Is it over?"    

"Who won this battle?"    

"[Is someone dead?]"    

Everyone's emotions became incomparably complicated, all of them begging for this answer.    

Everyone was waiting, waiting for an outcome.    

When the silhouette disappeared and everything returned to normal, Ao Lingchen and Murong Feng stood quietly on the fighting stage. Their faces were incomparably pale, but their bodies were still standing straight.    

At this time, the small pagoda in Ao Lingchen's hand no longer had any lightning, and Murong Feng's body was no longer enveloped by the Great Confucian Sage's shadow.    

"What's going on? Who won?"    

Doubt emerged in everyone's hearts. Everyone focused their attention on the two motionless people on the fighting stage.    

The power that erupted from the collision just now was beyond imagination. The storm from the collision seemed to want to destroy the fighting stage.    

There was no movement from the two people on the fighting stage. The entire square suddenly became extremely silent. Not a single sound could be heard. Even the person who had created the subtle sound earlier no longer appeared.    

Suddenly, a poof was heard.    

An extremely weak sound was heard. Ao Lingchen's arm had a bloody wound, and scarlet blood spurted out from it.    

The sound was very soft, but it was still caught by the crowd.    

When this sound was heard, it was followed by a puff! Puff! Puff!    

Without any warning, a series of cracking sounds could be heard. Blood kept appearing on Ao Lingchen and Murong Feng's bodies, and a large amount of blood gushed out from their bodies.    

What was surprising was that Murong Feng's injuries seemed to be even more serious, as he seemed to have the protection of the phantom of a sage.    

A large amount of blood splashed out, and soon, there was a large amount of blood under their feet.    

"You lost. You were able to endure the impact of the storm just now. You've already used up all of your energy. " Ao Lingchen stared at Murong Feng, who was standing in front of him, and spoke in a calm voice. It was as if the injuries on his body had no effect on him at all. Furthermore... His cold voice also affected the hearts of everyone present.    

This battle was really won by Ao Lingchen.    

After defeating Xia Yuhee, he relied on his exhausted body to defeat Murong Feng once again!    

Who would have thought that the result would be like this!    

However, before Murong Feng admitted defeat on the fighting stage, everyone knew that it was not over yet.    

Hearing Ao Lingchen's cold words, a gloomy look emerged in Murong Feng's eyes. He spoke in a cold voice, "I wasn't defeated by you, I was defeated by this tower in your hands."    

Upon hearing this, the corner of Ao Lingchen's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a brilliant smile. Those white teeth were extremely dazzling. He spoke slowly, "Divine weapons are equivalent to my hands and feet. They are a part of my strength. Also, your Confucianism inheritance seems to be the same. "    

The scene just now was exactly like what Murong Feng had said. The reason why he won was because of the pagoda in his hand.    

The instant the Jadefall Returning Ruins collided with the huge palm of the phantom, a terrifying force erupted from it. The power of this force had exceeded their expectations.    

Under the impact of the violent force, the spatial zone cracked open, revealing shocking spatial cracks.    

It was enough to tear open the solid spatial zone of the Desolate Domain. It could be seen how terrifying the force of the collision between the two of them was.    

In front of this chaotic force, Ao Lingchen felt the threat of death. This feeling was real.    

At this moment, something stood out.    

At this critical moment, Ao Lingchen made a decision. He would enter the first level of the Nine-floored Tower and use the pagoda to withstand the violent impact of this storm.    

The toughness of the Nine-floored Tower could be imagined when it was destroyed by the turbulent spatial current.    

The result was just as Ao Lingchen had expected. Under the impact of such a violent storm, the Nine-floored Tower was able to withstand it. It was as stable as Mount Tai.    

As for his opponent, Murong Feng was indeed very strong. He relied on the image of a great scholar and a sage to make it through in the end. The only difference was that he consumed a lot of energy.    

Murong Feng put on an unwilling expression and stared at Ao Lingchen. He bit the corner of his mouth and said, "Humph, I admit defeat!"    

As soon as these words came out, the entire square was filled with people, drinking tea non-stop.    

Everyone's mood was ignited at this moment. They were all cheering Ao Lingchen's name.    

This result was out of everyone's expectations. Who would have thought that this dark horse, Ao Lingchen, would go all the way to the end!    

The competition had finally come to an end at this moment!    

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Murong Feng turned around and was just about to walk down the stage.    

"Wait!" Suddenly, Ao Lingchen said in a cold and stern voice. His eyes stared sharply at Murong Feng.    

At the same time, the pagoda in his hand exploded with violent lightning.    

This scene caused the cheering crowd to furrow their brows, as if they didn't understand what Ao Lingchen was trying to do.    

Could it be that there was a life and death struggle between love rivals?    

If that was the case, wouldn't Ao Lingchen go too far?    

Ignoring the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Ao Lingchen said coldly:    

"Besides the competition for the championship, there is another thing that we need to settle. What do you think? Evil Spirits!"