Dark purple dragon hair and whiskers, rainbow-colored dragon horns, a body covered in dense dragon scales brimming with explosive power.
At this mont, the terrifying sphere with a diater of fifty ters, burning with the pitch-black flas of Fallen Heaven, was close at hand, its descent seemingly set to crush the pure white earth below along with Yin Long.
The angel leader nad "Son of the Morning Star" fell from the Celestial Kingdom for nine days and nights, from the Vice Monarch of Heaven to Hell, becoming the Demon King.
At this instant, in the ninety-ninth second of Du Qing’s descent, he was about to impact the ground.
Yet Yin Long even had ti to lift his head, his gaze piercing the outer layer of the pitch-black star, eting Du Qing’s eyes filled with almost tangible [Intention], finally showing a sincere smile of admiration.
He spread his arms, covered with purple dragon scales, to the sides.
In an instant, the semi-transparent spherical force field, composed of extrely compressed winds and atmosphere, with edges faintly tinged with purple-golden lightning, expanded once more, instantly enveloping a radius of two hundred ters.
Domain expanded.
[Leaping Abyss].
Yin Long raised his hand.
In that instant, the entire heavens and earth within the domain converged within his grasp!
This ti, a purple hand larger and more solid than before, akin to a dragon claw, abruptly appeared.
Yin Long flipped his wrist and reached towards the sky.
Thus, the giant hand mirrored the action, extending out of the domain, reaching towards the heavens.
The gesture didn’t seem like a forceful catch; it seed more like it was trying to pluck a star from the sky.
Then...
Boom—!!!!
teor shower and dragon claw collided mid-air.
This was the first stalemate in the match for Yin Long.
The stalemate lasted for two seconds.
Then, dazzling brilliance and profound darkness spread in the purple giant hand.
In an instant, the large screen showed nothing.
The spectators seed to suffocate, chaotic cries rising and falling in the audience seats.
What was the outco of the collision?
Despite having no hope initially, could Du Qing also exert such a powerful strike with all his might?
The strike was terrifying to the extre, yet Yin Long still chose to et it head-on.
Does this an—
Dozens of seconds later, the aftermath slowly subsided.
Only to see a terrifying crater over a kiloter in diater in the center of the pure white earth, with black and white energies intertwining, occasionally bursting.
Only the two hundred-ter circular area in the center, where Yin Long expanded his domain, remained undamaged and intact.
Yin Long dismissed the Spirit Beast Possession form, returning to his sunny and handso appearance.
He was still in the pristine white attire.
Only he showed a sincere expression of admiration, then lowered his head, looking at the palm of his right hand—a blood mark appeared there.
This ant that Yin Long indeed had his defenses broken.
For the first ti in this match.
But...
It was rely a broken defense.
In the close-up on the large screen, the audience could only see...
The small blood mark closed and disappeared.
——The regeneration ability of an Ancient Martial Spirit Master may not be weaker than a Spirit Beast of the sa tier, especially not Yin Long’s?
Du Qing, of course, had already transported away from the field.
Otherwise, exhausted as he was, he couldn’t possibly survive the aftermath of such an explosion.
True Man Xuanjing’s voice echoed throughout: "Yin Long wins!"
The entire field fell silent.
In the end, a miracle did not occur.
"..."
Lin Guang couldn’t compete.
Experintal School had no one left to fight.
And Yin Long’s supporters were unable to suppress their cheering.
A few unexpected changes occurred, but ultimately the finals didn’t deviate from their predetermined course, and finally reached an end.
The state championship... seed to have concluded.
However.
Just as True Man Xuanjing was about to announce the results.
At this critical mont.
The Seven-Star True Masters on the Floating Immortal Island first sensed sothing, their gaze like lightning, simultaneously looking towards the rest area of the Experintal Middle School on the Floating Island.
Imdiately after, the Six-Star True Masters also sensed sothing, showing incredulous expressions.
In the next mont, an abrupt change happened!
It was as if the collision between Du Qing and Yin Long had awakened sothing.
Above the Floating Island where the Experintal Middle School players were, sothing soared skyward, beginning to resonate through the clouds.
It was the sound of a heartbeat.
Thump thump...
Thump thump...
Next, a dark golden light, like a tower, surged skyward, reaching up and through earth and heaven.
This light was so conspicuous that it could be clearly seen throughout the Secret Realm.
Not even the large screen was needed; all the spectators in the stadium only needed to slightly look up to see it.
Even Yin Long standing in the center of the pure white earth raised his head, looking towards the dark golden light.
He showed a surprised expression on his face.
Then, a growing smile.
In the light that resembled a tower was an extraordinarily strong will, an incredibly strong sense of reality.
——Co, we should build a tower here.
The tower must store knowledge, lest we repeat our mistakes.
The top of the tower should touch the sky, lest we scatter and separate.
"This is True Intent!"
A True Master exclaid, filled with disbelief: "And this Spiritual Power!"
"What’s happening, the intensity alone is about several tis my Five-Star Peak period, the volu even more—"
A True Master’s expression changed dramatically, thinking of a terrifying possibility: "Such vast Spiritual Power... Could it be that the Otherworld Cataclysm within Lin Guang has completely swallowed him, now fully descending?"
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