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Xu Biao was not the only one whose core was shaken and who stared agape. The entire arena was so silent that the sound of a pin dropping would have been deafening. No one doubted that Yan Xiaobao was a Master-level expert. Even now, if soone looked at him, they could feel the aura of a Master-level expert emanating from him; yet the golden energy, Wu Wei-like, appeared vast and endless as it surged out of his small body.
His palm expanded, growing continuously above Yan Xiaobao’s head. Finally, after a mont, the giant realized retreat was no longer an option. Wu Wei gushed forth from his body, forming the shape of a halberd. Unlike the previous two tis, this halberd was smaller. But in case it wasn’t powerful enough to pierce through the palm, so of the martial power donned protective layers of a cultivator’s defense around the halberd.
Ti seed to stop. Everyone in the audience was silent, not daring to breathe. The patriarch of the Demon Dance Family’s eyes were bloodshot, his heart gnawed by anxiety, just like his son’s fate hanging precariously.
anwhile, Deng Wu, Sha Yun, and Wang Julong wore smiles on their faces. Their excited expressions showed their unwavering trust in their friend and absolute confidence in his success.
They weren’t the only ones displaying such excitent. Both Xu Biao and even Xie Lan were filled with astonishnt and thrill as they watched the battle unfold. Regardless of who won, this was an event that would be talked about for months, resounding through the entire Dantian Cave and potentially even beyond. A Master-level expert who had mastered Wu Wei was an unprecedented sight.
The palm slowly descended from the air. At that mont, crackling sounds could be heard, and in an instant, as Wu Wei still flowed into it, Yan Xiaobao’s entire body turned golden.
The sudden burst of sound marked his sudden ascent. Within his Dantian Cave, a small fissure cracked and collapsed, releasing two golden wings that instantly sprouted on Yan Xiaobao’s back. These wings began absorbing Wu Wei, and as they drank in the abundant energy, they grew significantly larger in size.
Monts later, the palm hovered lower than Yan Xiaobao. Trusting his instincts, his speed increased rapidly as he prepared to collide with the halberd.
The mont the two forces collided, a golden explosion erupted. The clashing energy surged violently in all directions. Even the audience was nearly overwheld by the raw power emanating everywhere.
Yan Xiaobao halted the continuous flow of Wu Wei. Slowly, the newfound wings on his back decreased in size, allowing the young figure to descend to the utterly shattered stage below. The entire platform, ravaged by this young man’s raw power, stood as a testant to his might. And yet, what lingered most powerfully in their minds was an indelible image—a beautiful white-haired angel descending from the heavens.
When Yan Xiaobao landed on the stage once more, he enveloped his body with spiritual energy and activated the Qi Guard. As the final dust settled, they stood still, revealing whether he had decisively defeated his opponent or if he still needed to draw upon Lan Feng’s painstakingly cultivated powers.
Gradually, everything faded into stillness. Holding his breath, Yan Xiaobao stared ahead, only to find broken stones before him. His opponent left nothing behind. Even as the Demon Dance Family ascended the stage to search for the giant’s remains, they could locate nothing. Begrudgingly, they gnashed their teeth and admitted defeat.
The entire city was in an uproar upon hearing the outco of the match. And when news spread that the victor had fought a King-level expert from the Demon Dance Family, shock rippled even deeper through the populace.
At first, everyone speculated that the King-level expert had intentionally thrown the match. However, as recordings of the battle spread across the entire city, everyone was shaken to their core by the image of a Master-level cultivator wielding Wu Wei with such mastery.
A rumor quickly began to circulate that Yan Xiaobao wasn’t actually a Master-level cultivator at all, but in truth, a King—perhaps even an Emperor—training in secrecy and concealing his true cultivation base.
While rumors flew around outside, Yan Xiaobao secluded himself within the rcenary Association, refusing to et with anyone from the city and only seeing his close friends. Though Yan Xiaobao had wielded Lan Feng’s Wu Wei, his body suffered greatly, having endured the complete remolding and strengthening of every cell by the energy.
When a person unlocks their upper Dantian, their body undergoes a thorough purification, leaving nothing as it once was.
The vast amount of Wu Wei within his body forced Yan Xiaobao through such an intensive purification. However, his body had not yet been adequately prepared for this, resulting in a violent backlash that confined the young man to bed.
The mont Yan Xiaobao left the arena, he was only faintly conscious. But upon arriving at the rcenary Guild, he quickly collapsed and fell into a deep sleep for the next five days.
On the fifth day, when he awoke, it was still dark outside, but the young man couldn’t help but chuckle as he noticed Deng Wu sleeping on the floor before him, Sha Yun curled up beside him, and Wang Ju fast asleep on a chair nearby.
He slowly attempted to extricate himself from Sha Yun’s tail. When his eyes landed on the defenseless expression on Wang Julong’s face, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but laugh even harder. It took a great deal of self-restraint to resist stroking her soft cheek. After a while, Yan Xiaobao finally made his way to the bathroom.
Looking down, he noticed his body was covered in filth from impurities expelled by Wu Wei. Yet beneath this gri, his body felt more powerful than ever before. He began to see how his body had benefited greatly from Wu Wei’s purifying energy.
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