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"Although it was difficult, I still won," said the ascetic monk.

Twice victorious.
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The purple-gold Daoist, holding the Holy Halberd, breathlessly bowed to the cultivators on the ground.

Gui Erchun had already witnessed this scene three times not long ago.

Every time it was the same.

"You, you..."

Gui Erchun's hand trembled as he pointed to the sky, suddenly feeling darkness befall him, and like Wang Lang, he collapsed facedown.

"Brother Gui, Brother Gui, what's wrong with you?" The surrounding cultivators immediately cried out in alarm.

As the afternoon arrived, Yi Chen, unlike before, didn't leave after winning but sat high on a cloud platform provided by Great Qin, watching the distant battle.

The figures of two people fiercely battling each other were reflected in his pupils.

By now, Yi Chen could almost be certain that the mysterious expert hidden among the Martial King's subordinates was the Sacred Puppet Sect's Blood Spirit Son.

All cultivators who had come this far were tough, none who had reached this extent could perfectly hide themselves.

Even he was forced to reveal the form of the Pure Yang Holy Seal.

At that moment, a river of blood hung in the sky like a heavenly waterfall, and a gaunt monk surrounded by bursts of golden light was chanting true words to resist the erosion of the blood river.

This person was none other than the Supreme Maha Guru of the Secret Mantra True Word Sect.

Blood river against true words; the two were deadlocked for a moment.

However, Yi Chen knew that compared to the Blood Spirit Son's ease, the Supreme Maha Guru was somewhat strained.

Perhaps sensing Yi Chen's gaze, the Blood Spirit Son glanced toward the cloud platform, his eyes revealing a hint of provocation.

With a cold laugh, the cultivators saw another blood river appear in the sky, and from within it, a headless demon slowly emerged.

"Is that the corpse of a powerful being from the ancient demon royal Molo clan?"

"Has the Sacred Puppet Sect's Blood Spirit Son actually managed to control such a formidable demon?"

At the foot of the mountain, Shen Ji Bai Xiao suddenly exclaimed in shock.

The exclamations spread like a tidal wave in an instant.

The headless demon, bare-chested with a pair of large bronze breastplates covering its chest and a huge gaping wound in its navel, strode forward.

Wielding a blood-red demon saber, it aggressively moved against the stream toward the Supreme Maha Guru in the depth of the blood sea, emitting an aura even stronger than the Purple Crystal Demi-human of Zeyang City.

With a flash, the gaunt monk instantly appeared outside the mountain using some unknown secret technique, the huge wound on his chest oozing continuous torrents of fresh blood.

Dark energy lingered around the wound, hindering the healing of the cut.

Atop the golden palace, a lama with dark purple eyes and dressed in a kasaya glared at Chen Haichao, who dressed like an ordinary farmer.

"Chen Haichao, your Sacred Puppet Sect's subordinate strikes so ruthlessly, could it be he's intent on killing?"

"Isn't he alive? Come complain to me if he dies. Besides, swords and spells are blind; there's no battle without bloodshed. If he dies, that's due to a lack of skill, no one else is to blame," Chen Haichao said with a smile, picking up a cup of tea from the table, blowing away the froth before taking a sip, and then sneering at the large lama.

Since Ling Xudu intended to integrate and lost control of the corpse of a powerful being from the ancient demon royal Molo clan, he decided to gift the body to Blood Spirit Son.

The strong are always strong!

Once Blood Spirit Son claims the title of the Great Qin Legal Assembly, he intends to challenge the throne of the Wuding Divine Sect's demon sect leader.

A true man born between Heaven and Earth should never live beneath others for long!

"The winner of this round of battle is the Sacred Puppet Sect's Blood Spirit Son," announced the law enforcer, as the cultivators below the mountain remained silent for a long time, immersed in the imposing aura of the headless demon corpse.

A royal list unfurled from beneath the golden palace, revealing the Great Qin Legal Assembly's next match-up for the final four.

Lord Tan Lang versus Wuding Divine Sect's War Demon Xiao Tianji.

Blood Spirit Son versus Supreme Daoist Sect's Zuo Wangji.

As the dust settled, Yi Chen turned around expressionlessly, preparing to leave.

Just then, a young man clad in blood-red garments blocked his path.

Their gazes met, and a chill filled with killing intent quickly spread between them.

At that moment, the cultivators who were about to depart froze, turning their attention to the unfolding scene.

Though neither made a rash move to attack, the pressure between them silently rippled like water waves.

Will they fight?

Could it be that Lord Tan Lang and the Sacred Puppet Sect's Blood Spirit Son have a life-and-death feud?

Different speculations surfaced in the minds of the cultivators.

Gui Erchun, struggling to his feet, gazed intently at the distant scene.

"Despicable Lord, truly as your name implies, War Demon Xiao Tianji is no match for you," he said.

"I look forward to our ultimate battle, no grudges in life or death."

"Even though you hide in shadows, I can feel you're stronger than them, and I'm stronger than you. You're worthy for me to remember your name. Be cautious when travelling the world, for I will flay your skin. I promised my junior brother Ling Xudu, I've taken on his vendetta," he stated.

"In fact, if it wasn't for this kind of feud, I quite admired you, Hidden Dragon Daoist. Why do you keep restraining your heart? I can feel that you were born to be one of us in the demonic path," expressed Blood Spirit Son.

Blood Spirit Son moved; he suddenly flashed a smile, placed his hand at his throat, and made a throat-cutting gesture at Yi Chen before turning to leave.

"Blood Spirit Son, halt!"

Yi Chen suddenly shouted sternly, stopping Blood Spirit Son in his tracks.

"What, want to beg for mercy?" Blood Spirit Son turned his head.

"I just wanted to say, you're the real demon here, I recite Daoist scriptures," Yi Chen replied.