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An invisible wave emanated from Hunfeng's eyes and enveloped Yueyao, but Yueyao's gaze remained as calm as ever.

With a slight lift of his hand, the white bone spear in his hand slashed upwards, and he engaged in battle with Hunfeng.

The ear-piercing sounds of fighting instantly filled the arena.

The two exchanged blows, and even when Hun Feng got close, Yue Yao still managed to block all of his attacks. The surrounding white bone phantoms were now rushing towards their battle location.

Meanwhile, among the Yan Clan, the young man who had just exclaimed in surprise was now facing questions from the crowd. A smile appeared on his face before he spoke, "I have been well-versed in the classics of various clans since childhood, and I am familiar with each clan..."

"boom!"

The hot-tempered Huo Zhi punched the young man on the head, interrupting his prepared words, and said in a calm voice: "Get to the point!"

The young man glanced at Huo Zhi, whose face was as cold as frost, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Then he explained to everyone, "Han Ling, the seventieth generation saintess of the Spirit Clan, is exceptionally talented. She wields a bone spear made from the spine of an eighth-tier peak Heavenly Dragon Beast, which is quite powerful. She also created her own White Bone Combat Technique, which allows her to switch between reality and illusion in an instant. She was a genius who was famous hundreds of years ago!"

The Yan Clan youth swallowed hard, looked at everyone, and continued speaking rapidly: "Han Ling is different from other holy maidens of the Ling Clan. Her life seems to be dedicated to fighting."

"When she was a Dou Huang, she killed a core member of the late-stage Dou Zong of the Tian Yao Huang clan, which made her famous. When she was a Dou Zong, she successfully escaped from the pursuit of a Dou Zun realm expert of the Tian Yao Huang clan. All of these were combat skills she developed on her own while training in hiding her identity."

"But her most legendary performance was her peak battle."

"With the strength of a third-level Dou Zun, he fought to the death against five eighth-level experts from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan. At the same time, a Great Heavenly Venerable and two elders from the Soul Palace launched a sneak attack, joining forces to besiege Han Ling alone."

At this point, the young man became somewhat excited.

"Can you understand? Eight! A full eight experts at the Dou Zun realm or above attacked Han Ling together, but the result was that three of the five eighth-level experts of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan died on the spot, and one was seriously injured and died half a month after returning to the clan. At that time, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan was directly crippled by Han Ling alone, and the clan's strength dropped by half."

"Moreover, the Great Celestial of the Soul Palace was seriously injured. Of the two elders, one was critically injured and on the verge of death, and the other had half of his body sliced ​​off."

"However, in the end, Han Ling was also exhausted and died completely."

The Yan Clan youth paused, a hint of regret on his face, and said, "According to the records, if Han Ling had wanted to leave, even if the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan and the Soul Palace had tried to stop her, it shouldn't have been difficult for her given her strength. Moreover, for some reason, no one from the Spirit Clan appeared, which was a major reason for Han Ling's demise..."

Chapter 91 War Soul Wind

Upon hearing the Yan Clan youth's introduction, everyone felt a pang of regret.

If Han Lingzhen is truly as he claims, being surrounded and killed by eight powerful individuals of the same realm, yet ultimately paying such a heavy price, then such a genius could be considered a leading figure among the younger generation, even within any race. It's just puzzling why, until the very end, no one from the Spirit Clan appeared to help such a genius.

Among the various clans, several elders looked at the competition stage with complicated expressions. They were all elders of their respective clans, and also rare figures who had survived the Han Ling era.

As more and more skeletal phantoms appeared on the arena, everyone's attention was inevitably drawn to them.

On the competition stage, with each move of Yueyao, the number of skeleton phantoms on the field had increased to ten. Yueyao stood in place, like a general, and under her control, the skeleton phantoms charged towards Hunfeng's position one after another.

In the instant of the clash, the weapon in his hand, gleaming coldly, slashed fiercely at Hunfeng.

Each attack from the skeletal phantoms was perfectly timed; the attack from the next team arrived almost immediately after the previous one ended, leaving Soul Wind no time to react, and launching a continuous barrage of attacks.

The attacks from the Soul Wind passed right through the skeletal phantom several times without causing it any damage.

As the skeletal phantoms charged at him time and again, the ferocity in Hunfeng's eyes grew stronger. Looking at Yueyao standing in the distance, a sickly smile appeared on Hunfeng's face, and a scarlet light flashed in his eyes. Watching the skeletal phantoms rushing towards him once again, Hunfeng stood still, without making any move.

"Shh!"

The skeletal phantom, wielding a horse-slaying saber, charged towards Hunfeng's location, raised it high, and with a whistling sound, slashed down towards Hunfeng's head.

"Zheng!"

Just as the sword was about to strike Hunfeng's head, spatial power flashed by, Hunfeng's figure twisted, and a faint spatial ripple flashed from his body. The white bone phantom that was originally impacting the arena paused.

"Sure enough!"

Hunfeng looked at the skeletal phantom that had frozen for a moment, a knowing smile on his face, and his eyes filled with excitement as he looked at Yueyao.

"Heh, you didn't think I'd just been taking a beating all this time, did you?"

Hun Feng spoke calmly, his aura instantly becoming serene, though a deep crimson glint occasionally flashed in the depths of his eyes, carrying a hint of deeply buried savagery.

"I must say, your combat skills are indeed remarkable. If it were an ordinary person, they probably wouldn't be able to discover the secrets of it until they die. The combination of illusion and reality, the transformation of space, your talent in the way of space is really not weak."

Hunfeng slowly raised his head, and the scarlet short blade reappeared in his hand. His figure twisted and reappeared, now above a group of skeletal phantoms. With a light slash, a scarlet light flashed, and the skeletal phantoms, which were originally immune to damage, were directly shattered and turned into nothingness under Hunfeng's attack.

Hunfeng's figure flashed repeatedly, and in just a few breaths, he shattered four teams of the white bone phantoms on the arena.

The remaining six skeletal phantoms retreated to Yueyao's side, guarding her like loyal protectors.

Hunfeng did not pursue. Looking at Yueyao, who was surrounded by the white bone phantoms, he continued, "To integrate spatial power into these white bone phantoms, hide them in the void, and then use spatial power to transfer them out of the void at the moment of attack through projection, such a method is indeed very rare."

A faint sneer appeared on Hunfeng's face: "It's just that it's somewhat interesting. If that's all you've got, then provoking the Soul Clan is the biggest mistake you've ever made."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hun Feng instantly transformed into a red light and slashed towards Yue Yao's location. His cultivation at the Dou Zun realm was undisguised as he crushed down on Yue Yao.

"boom!"

The sudden burst of powerful aura locked the space around Yueyao firmly.

Through the illusory white bone image that Yueyao possessed, Hunfeng understood that the other party probably had considerable insight into the Dao of Space. Therefore, the first thing Hunfeng did was to freeze the space around Yueyao.

Both were at the Dou Zun realm. Even though the other was quite familiar with the spatial principles, Hun Feng was confident that it would take the other a moment to break through his spatial blockade. And that moment was enough for Hun Feng to get close.

The skeletal phantom was merely a summoning technique of Yueyao. Even if Hunfeng truly annihilated it, Yueyao could still summon it again. Therefore, Hunfeng adopted the simplest and most direct method, attacking Yueyao directly and not giving her the chance to summon the skeletal phantom.

Despite the attack from the Soul Wind, Yue Yao's face remained solemn. Her once flowing long hair had been neatly combed back and tied into a simple ponytail. She gripped the white bone spear tightly in her hand, surrounded by several skeletal phantoms, exuding a dignified aura, just like a true general.

"Activate the formation!"

Seeing Hunfeng's attack, Yueyao raised her right hand slightly. With her movement, the white bone phantom beside her instantly changed position, firmly guarding Yueyao in front of her. Facing Hunfeng, the weapon in her hand pointed directly at Hunfeng, and the sharp aura completely merged together.

As the skeletal phantom moved, a faint halo rose from the surroundings, enveloping Yueyao within it.

"laugh!"

The crimson dagger in Hunfeng's hand struck the faint light barrier in front of Yueyao, producing a piercing scraping sound. Immediately afterward, cracks began to appear on the bodies of a group of skeletal phantoms beside Yueyao, covering their entire bodies in the blink of an eye. Then, the group of skeletal phantoms completely vanished.

Soul Wind's attack was successfully blocked by the light barrier.

"Charge! Freeze!"

Seeing that Hunfeng was constantly observing her after her attack was blocked, Yueyao's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She pointed the tip of her white bone spear directly at Hunfeng and spoke indifferently.

The skeletal phantoms around her instantly changed formation, resembling a sharp knife, and Yue Yao was now the one wielding this knife, her sharp aura whistling towards Hun Feng.

Swish!

Enveloped in a phantom of white bones, Yueyao's speed was greatly enhanced. In the blink of an eye, she charged directly in front of Hunfeng. With a flick of her spear, Yueyao unleashed a vast energy from the phantom of white bones, which roared toward Hunfeng and instantly enveloped his figure.

The moment Yue Yao made her move, Hun Feng had already begun to act, only to find that the space around him had become incredibly viscous, just like when he had blocked Yue Yao earlier. He was locked in by the aura of war, and the space around him was completely enveloped by the opponent.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Hunfeng did not retreat. Crimson light flashed from his body, and the battle qi within Hunfeng's body instantly surged towards his arms. The crimson energy covered Hunfeng's arms in the blink of an eye.

"Blood Instant Kill!"

Hun Feng gave a calm rebuke, then pushed his hands forward, unleashing a massive blood-red handprint that clashed with the skeletal phantom in front of Yue Yao.

"boom!"

The collision of the two caused a vast energy fluctuation to spread out instantly, with streams of pure energy spreading outwards, but it was quickly blocked by the formations surrounding the arena.

"Such terrifying power..."

The onlookers from various ethnic groups watched the two combatants on the stage, their expressions shifting between anger and uncertainty.

Everyone was aware of the relative strengths of the Soul Clan and the Ancient Clan. What surprised them now was that the Spirit Clan, previously at the bottom of the rankings, now had a newly appointed Holy Maiden who could actually fight the young patriarch of the Soul Clan to a standstill...

On the arena, Hunfeng's attack and Yueyao's white bone phantom attack annihilated each other. Fortunately, this arena was specially prepared by the Spirit Clan and reinforced with a refined array. Otherwise, after several rounds of battle, it would probably have been completely destroyed long ago.

As Yueyao took the initiative to attack, Hunfeng did not retreat any further. A bloodthirsty expression appeared on his face, and crimson energy enveloped him. Streams of crimson energy surged from his body and quickly transformed into a crimson figure several meters in size behind Hunfeng.

Hunfeng looked at Yueyao, who was enveloped in the white bone battle array, and kept moving his hands. One attack after another roared out from his hands. The scarlet figure behind him was like a shadow, attacking Yueyao's position in the same posture. However, the energy it brought was far more terrifying than Hunfeng's.

Seeing the terrifying figure coalescing behind Hun Feng, the elders from various races exchanged glances, their lips moving slightly as if communicating. They occasionally nodded gently. The prodigies of each race, sensing the energy emanating from Hun Feng, looked dejected. Faced with such an attack, they had no chance of victory. Yet, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Race, facing this onslaught, showed no sign of being at a disadvantage…

Yueyao manipulated the white bone battle formation, unleashing attacks through it as she clashed with the crimson figure, while vast streams of energy spread downwards.

On the ancient clan's high platform, Xun'er looked at Yueyao and Hunfeng, golden flames rising in her beautiful eyes, and a rare solemn expression appeared on her pretty face. She sat upright and carefully observed the battle between Yueyao and Hunfeng.

As the young patriarch of the Soul Clan, even the Ancient Clan had very little information about Hun Feng. After all, Hun Feng rarely made a move, and the Ancient Clan did not have much effective information about him. Now, the battle between Yue Yao and Hun Feng has undoubtedly filled this gap for the Ancient Clan.

Similarly, Yueyao's strength is virtually unknown among the ancient clans, and Xun'er is deeply concerned about the current battle, both from the perspective of the ancient clans and from the perspective of her friends.

Chapter 92 The Ceremony Ends

The white bone battle formation and the blood-red phantom, manipulated by Yueyao and Hunfeng, clashed repeatedly on the arena. The terrifying power spread with each collision, leaving the surrounding spectators from all races in awe.

"I never expected that the Spirit Clan would produce such a prodigy who could hold his own against the young patriarch of the Soul Clan."

"Heh, I didn't expect the Spirit Clan to have been holding back a big move all this time. The 73rd Holy Maiden Shangguan, and the 70th Holy Maiden Han Ling—it seems they've passed on their signature techniques to Yue Yao. I wonder what else they're hiding..."

While Yueyao and Hunfeng were fighting, people from all the different races kept glancing at each other, silently making their own plans.

"boom!"

The crimson blood shadow tore down towards Yue Yao, and the blood-red claw mark, several feet long, spread down, instantly enveloping Yue Yao. The silver light on Yue Yao's body shimmered, and she gripped the bone spear tightly in her hand. The white bone phantoms around her made attacking movements in unison, and beams of attack light were emitted. They then merged together and collided with the crimson claw mark in mid-air, producing a loud boom.

Facing Yueyao, unable to gain the upper hand after a long battle, Hunfeng's face gradually became filled with excitement and madness. He launched attacks on Yueyao time and time again, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty excitement, as if he hadn't vented like this in a long time.

Having successfully blocked the attack of the Soul Wind, Yueyao paused slightly. Looking at the skeletal phantoms surrounding her, now only four teams remained. Yueyao frowned slightly, tightened her grip on the spear, and a chilling killing intent emanated from her pale blue eyes. Skeletal phantoms reappeared around Yueyao, even more than before.

The onlookers were slightly surprised to see that the number of skeletal phantoms surrounding Yueyao had increased again. After all, they thought that the previous ten skeletal phantoms were already Yueyao's limit, but after fighting for so long, she was still able to summon twelve more, which was clearly beyond their expectations.

"Twelve..."

Looking at the illusory white bones surrounding her, Yue Yaobei parted her lips slightly, her tone seemingly carrying a hint of dissatisfaction. However, as she looked at Hunfeng in the distance, a strong killing intent surged in her eyes once again.

Immediately, Yueyao raised her arm holding the bone spear, and a silver light appeared on the bone spear. The bone phantom that Yueyao had just summoned also began to radiate a faint silver light.