Above the Heavenly Arena, Ming Yue the Immortal coldly watched Li Xiuzhu at his side.
After Li Xiuzhu had been defeated on the platform, his 'corpse' also disappeared, under the effect of the Heavenly Arena, he became an unseen spectator to others.
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable under Ming Yue's gaze, Li Xiuzhu turned his head and awkwardly smiled, "Is there something you need?"
Ming Yue spoke indifferently, "Li Xiuzhu, you really had us fooled. What exactly are the rules of your Heavenly Arena? And what is your true purpose?"
Li Xiuzhu naturally could not answer, and instead turned back to continue watching the battle on the stage.
Seeing Li Xiuzhu's action, Ming Yue coldly said, "Zhou Bai can't possibly win. The Daoization degree of the Ghost-Slaying God is about to break through 140%, with Luotian Teleportation at his disposal, the gap between man and Immortal is as vast as the difference between the clouds and the mud."
