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On the stage, Hui Yue stood alone with his blade resting against the throat of the opposing team’s leader, his piercing gaze flashing past the other man’s eyes. It was a world painted crimson, where beasts and humans alike lay dead, their corpses forming a macabre mountain beneath the feet of an enormous beast.
This beast was nothing more than a shadow, its entire body dripping with blood, eyes glowing a misty red.
The images flickered in Hui Yue’s eyes for a re mont, but their allure was so intense that he inadvertently pressed the blade slightly deeper into the hostage’s throat.
Regaining control over himself, Hui Yue was deeply shaken, but he refused to let it show. With a smooth motion, he retracted the black blood blade into his storage stone and flung the hostage off the stage, forcing the entire opposing team to retreat from the platform, leaving only Hui Yue and his comrades behind in silence.
Although much information had been gleaned from this battle, only three mbers had truly participated, and among those three, only one truly understood the events.
Wang Julong’s flowers did most of the work for her. Despite her vines’ stage attacks being sothing she couldn’t use more than once, they ensured no one uncovered her true strength. People speculated she aligned with Wood due to her tenacious flora, but could she harbor other affinities as well?
Deng Wu had prepared his inscriptions, yet none were activated, leaving everyone puzzled about this enigmatic man.
Xie Lan, on the other hand, did nothing; she rely stood at the back, strategizing how to best confront her opponents.
Sha Yun, however, displayed her power. Everyone had co to understand that she was either a hybrid of a Demon Beast and a human or an actual Demon Beast.
Although Sha Yun didn’t utilize any form of spiritual energy, her sheer movent alone was enough to overwhelm any master-level cultivator, proving she was at least a master, or perhaps even stronger.
Then there was Hui Yue. The leader of this mysterious group was a young man whose killing intent shook every onlooker, leaving them to wonder who hid beneath that cloak.
In truth, this young man had only harnessed his inner energy for his martial arts attacks. Even spiritual arts couldn’t discern his true level. While so clues about this enigmatic group could be pieced together, far more remained unknown, sparking further questions.
Hui Yue ignored everyone else entirely, lifting his hidden head slightly to glance at the referee, who hastily pulled himself together. With a shaless smile, Hui Yue spoke in a calm voice as he stepped onto the stage. "The victors are Group 117—the Mysterious Ones!"
"We will now begin the second battle. Group 117 will not be participating again today. If you wish to see more of their fights, be sure to buy tickets for tomorrow!"
Hearing that they wouldn’t fight again, the audience imdiately left the stage, departing from the arena rather than staying for the remaining matches. Hui Yue had already calculated the challenges they faced in resolving their issues. Now, his only focus was discussing with Lan Feng how to control his killing intent and decipher the visions he had seen.
"Well done!" As Hui Yue led the group back to their courtyard, he heard a voice he instantly recognized as Xu Biao’s. The rcenary Guild’s Guild Master stood patiently in the courtyard, awaiting Hui Yue and his companions’ return.
Although he hadn’t witnessed the battle firsthand, Xu Biao always stayed fully inford about every victory and defeat, and the mont Hui Yue’s win was announced, he rushed to their courtyard to congratulate them.
Hui Yue gave Xu Biao a polite nod, but instead of stopping, he muttered briefly, "I apologize, Guild Master, but I’ve experienced enlightennt, so I must enter seclusion until the next battle."
With that, Hui Yue ignored everyone around him. He entered his quarters and sat down within his own room.
Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Hui Yue closed his eyes and allowed his consciousness to enter the Dantian Cave where Lan Feng resided.
It had been a long ti since Hui Yue last visited the Phoenix, and upon seeing that Lan Feng no longer bore the form of a ten-year-old child but rather of a mature young man, Hui Yue was instantly stunned. Lan Feng’s eyes were closed as his soul quietly ditated, golden energy swirling around him, imbuing his azure feathers with a luminous golden sheen.
Sitting beside Lan Feng, Hui Yue also began cultivating, allowing the tranquil clouds within the Dantian Cave to expand and envelop his entire being. This clarity of thought brought imnse comfort, and a soothing sensation spread through his body. The residual killing intent dissipated entirely, drowned out by the serenity that overwheld Hui Yue’s senses.
Within the Dantian Cave, as the tranquil mist washed over his body, Hui Yue sank deeper into contemplation. His body slowly started lding with the earth and tal around him. This natural phenonon occurred as Hui Yue’s physique instinctively sought to beco one with his surroundings’ energy, though lantably, he had yet to fully achieve this.
Small specks of golden light appeared in the air surrounding Hui Yue. With every deep breath he took, the golden particles entered his system and flowed toward the Qi Cave, as Lan Feng absorbed each spectrum of light.
Imrsed in ditation, Hui Yue remained oblivious to the changes happening around him. Unlike Hui Yue, the Phoenix’s sharp senses caught every detail. As the light flecks fused with his essence, Lan Feng opened his eyes, looking toward Hui Yue with a blend of astonishnt and admiration. A faint smile graced his face as he approached Hui Yue, gently striking the ditating boy on the head.
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