At that moment, Bei Si's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a savage scent of blood wrapped around her.
"What is that?"
"Bei Si's third Primordial Force."
"It is the Primordial Blood."
"This Force stores power by absorbing blood aura. No wonder she went to kill the other competitors first. She was building up blood aura."
"Mo Ran and Liu Yue are in danger."
A faint smile crept onto the lips of the Purple Lightning Demon God. This was one of Bei Si's trump cards, the Primordial Blood. She had even passed down a set of secret fist arts tailored to that Path.
Her battle strength would shock them.
Under the Demon God's expectant gaze, pain flickered across Bei Si's eyes. Her fists turned blood red at once.
Demon Battle Fist, the secret art personally taught by the Purple Lightning Demon God. Every punch in this art was stronger than the last. Coupled with her Primordial Blood, a single blow at the end could tear mountains apart and split seas.
She had made her choice.
This time she would strike at the stronger Liu Yue.
If Mo Ran joined them, they would gain a force they could never match. The two of them would have to be eliminated first. Then she would fight to the end.
Her own technique would only grow stronger the longer the fight lasted.
Mo Ran?
He did not have such a technique.
In the end, only one outcome would remain, and that was his death and her victory.
Kill Liu Yue first. Then kill Mo Ran.
This was the script she had prepared for this tournament.
She caught a flaw in Yun Jin and rushed toward her.
"My Master Ji is doing well now. How many Seniors do I actually have? Oh, that seems like quite a few. Let me count them."
Yun Jin was chatting casually. Then she suddenly saw Bei Si sprinting straight at her.
Yun Jin frowned. She was in the middle of a pleasant conversation.
Bei Si really had no sense.
In the next instant, Tai'a cut through the air.
Falling Stars in the Night, First Form.
Bei Si stopped dead. She did not stop because she wanted to. Her body felt as if it had been chained by the stars above, unable to move at all.
"Fall," Yun Jin said.
The Tai'a Sword came down.
Bei Si struggled with everything she had, but the massive stellar weight crashed down upon her. She was blasted away. A giant crater appeared on the ground.
Under the falling star, Bei Si turned to a smear of blood and then to nothing.
"Bei Si is dead. Liu Yue gains five hundred thousand points."
The arena fell silent.
Then the seats erupted.
"Liu Yue is invincible. Liu Yue is invincible."
"The first genius of the Demon Race. Liu Yue."
The Demon Race screamed until their voices broke, and no one else could even form a reply. The so called peerless genius Bei Si had been defeated by Liu Yue in a single round. No one could claim she had been careless.
They saw clearly that Bei Si had prepared fully and had struck suddenly. Yet she still died by a single sword. After a moment, the crowd recovered.
If Bei Si was not Liu Yue's equal, then what about Mo Ran, who had been fighting Yun Jin for so long?
His strength definitely was not simple.
"Mo Ran. Mo Ran."
The demons from the Abyss Demon Domain began cheering wildly.
The Purple Lightning Demon God's expression darkened. She had finally obtained a talent like Bei Si, and she thought this time would be a guaranteed win.
Who could have guessed that geniuses like Mo Ran and Liu Yue would appear after her?
Bei Si became the first eliminated among the three.
How humiliating.
The Demon God looked at the huge crater and felt disgust rise in her chest. She had trained the girl for a hundred years and had produced such embarrassment.
On the twentieth day, the poison miasma spread even further. The battlefield itself became thick with venom.
Yun Jin and Wan Dao retreated while fighting, moving onto the lake.
"You mean the Demon Race in the Vast Azure World has been wiped out?" Wan Dao sounded delighted.
"That is right. These demons were born from a corrupted life tree. When I discovered it, I did what I could." Yun Jin spoke leisurely, and since she had time, she told the story in detail.
She did add a little artistic polish.
In her version of the tale,
she, Yun Jin,
was humble, kind, and always acted without expecting reward.
She said she had inherited Wan Dao Saint's spirit completely and was his most reliable successor.
Wan Dao listened and nodded again and again in his heart. He had never expected Tian Po's sword would actually find him a successor. Even more, one who carried his legacy so perfectly.
He felt warmth fill him.
Yun Jin continued, "I gained the Heaven Devouring Soul Codex from the remnant soul of that Devouring Demon God. After breaking it, I transformed myself and infiltrated the Polar Night Demon World."
Wan Dao understood the main story, though she did not describe how she had reached that place.
But it did not matter. The important part was that he now fully confirmed Yun Jin's identity. He also received news about the Vast Azure World.
Wushuang Sect had been rebuilt, Ji Wusi and the others were alive, and the demons had been annihilated.
One joyful piece of news after another made his heart lighten. He steadied his thoughts and sent a sound transmission.
"You managed to come here. You should be able to return. Xiao Jin, this place is too dangerous. Leave all schemes to me and the two Seniors. Go back to the Vast Azure World and keep the flame of Wushuang Sect alive."
He was worried.
Yun Jin's concealment was strong, but her opponent was the Devouring Demon God. She followed him at all times. One flaw and she would have nowhere to run. She was still just a child. She should not bear such burdens.
Yun Jin smiled.
"The Primordial Yin Yang hides destiny, and the Devouring Demon God is not qualified to see through my disguise. But Senior, you said I have two Seniors here as well."
Wan Dao explained their situation.
For a thousand years, Wushuang Sect had fought to the death.
In the end, only three remained alive.
They learned the Hei Xi clan mantra and transformed themselves, then traveled through the passage to the Polar Night Demon World.
Then, in three days, they destroyed the entire Hei Xi clan.
"In short, Wushuang Sect has already repaid its debt. Staying here is pointless. Go quickly," Wan Dao said.
Yun Jin raised a brow. "Then why are you not leaving, Master?"
"I am here for a chance to break through to Jinxian," Wan Dao answered without hesitation.
Yun Jin saw straight through him.
"That is a lie. Master is skilled in spatial arts. How could you not know that the Polar Night Demon World is drifting ever closer to the Vast Azure World? In another thousand years, the two will meet. When a rank one small world collides with a rank three small world, the result is obvious."
Wan Dao went silent.
She had discovered it as well.
"The Vast Azure World counts a thousand years here as twenty thousand for this place. That is enough time to prepare thoroughly." Yun Jin sent. "Master, let us cooperate and turn this Polar Night Demon World upside down. What do you say?"