Starting as a supporting character in Doupo

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The spirit world, the arena.

"boom!"

A flash of silver light streaked across the sky, and Lei Dong, bathed in lightning, was sent flying backward, falling off the arena. The lightning that had been raging in the arena gradually dissipated under the silver moonlight and then completely subsided.

Around the arena, the people from the eight clans on the high platform looked at Lei Dong, who was defeated so quickly, and their faces showed a hint of astonishment.

Lei Dong's talent is undeniable; otherwise, he wouldn't deserve the title of the most talented teenager outside of the Ancient Clan and the Soul Clan.

However, at this moment, the Spirit Clan, which has always been weaker, was defeated so easily by the Spirit Clan's Holy Maiden. For a moment, everyone was silent.

Everyone stared at Yueyao on the stage with surprise, their expressions unusually serious.

Among the Soul Clan, even Soul Wind, who had been sitting casually, looked up in surprise, straightened his expression slightly, and spoke calmly to the old man beside him, "Not bad power, her soul... is very alluring..."

Upon hearing Hunfeng's words, the old man beside him did not make any further movements. He simply became a little more serious, glanced at Yueyao on the stage, and then lowered his eyes without saying a word.

With Lei Dong's defeat, the arena fell into a brief silence. The other clans, along with their prodigies, no longer had any intention of participating.

After all, they went on stage to showcase themselves and challenge their opponents. However, Yue Yao's strength had far exceeded their expectations. She had even easily defeated Lei Dong. It seemed that only members of the Ancient Clan or the Soul Clan would have a chance to defeat her...

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on Xun'er and Hunfeng.

However, the Soul Clan and the Ancient Clan do not need to display their power like other races. The fact that they possess a late-stage Nine-Star Dou Sheng expert within their clan is their greatest source of confidence. Without sufficient benefits or reasons, they will not choose to take action.

On the Spirit Clan's high platform, seeing that the Ancient Clan and Soul Clan had no intention of intervening, "Grandma's" face relaxed. She softly spoke to the middle-aged beauty behind her, "It's good that the Ancient Clan and Soul Clan have no intention of making a move. We've already achieved our expectations at this point. Continuing to attack would put too much strain on the Holy Maiden. She just broke through; let her first stabilize and absorb the energy within her body..."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman nodded slightly and then quietly left the scene.

In an instant, "Grandma's" figure reappeared on the competition stage. She bowed slightly to the crowd around her, and her aged yet powerful voice rang out as she addressed them: "Hehe, thank you all for coming to witness this ceremony. The investiture ceremony of the Spirit Clan's Holy Maiden is now concluded..."

"Mother-in-law..."

Just as the mother-in-law was about to announce the end, Yueyao, who had been silent on the stage, suddenly spoke, her tone carrying an undisguised chilling intent.

Hearing the murderous voice behind her, the mother-in-law's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition rose within her.

"what happened?"

The mother-in-law turned her head slightly, and a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes as she turned her back to everyone.

"Mother-in-law, during the ceremony, I seem to have the right to choose someone to duel with, don't I?"

Upon hearing this, the old woman hesitated for a moment. This request was known to all the ancient eight clans, but she hesitated because she didn't know who the holy maiden before her was...

"it is good......"

After only a slight hesitation, the mother-in-law slowly nodded and agreed to Yueyao's request.

"Zheng!"

As the mother-in-law nodded, a sharp sound rang out, and a streak of silver light flew up from behind the Spirit Clan, carrying a sharp force as it crashed down onto the arena.

"It happened!"

The old woman sensed the weapon emanating a sharp aura in the sky, and her originally calm face instantly turned gloomy, her state of mind fluctuating for a moment.

"boom!"

Then, under everyone's gaze, a silver bone spear, adorned with a red cherry blossom at the tip, and a lifelike phoenix engraved on the shaft, chasing a cold, full moon.

Yueyao slowly extended her hand and grasped the spear. In an instant, a cold and murderous fighting spirit erupted from Yueyao's body. In the sky, a silver phoenix shadow appeared and let out a sharp cry.

"Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan, please enlighten me, Soul Clan!"

Chapter 90 Han Ling, the Seventieth Generation Saintess of the Spirit Clan

The once peaceful arena was instantly filled with a chilling aura the moment Yueyao grasped the silver bone spear. Everyone present seemed to be sitting amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with a stench of blood assaulting their senses.

"Ugh......."

The mother-in-law looked at "Yueyao" in front of her, a hint of struggle flashing in her eyes. In the end, she remained silent, took a step forward, and disappeared completely from the competition stage.

Holding the bone spear, Yueyao slowly raised her head. Although her face had maintained the same expression throughout, she now looked like a piece of ancient ice. A murderous intent that was almost tangible surged from her entire body. Her originally light blue hair looked extremely eerie under the influence of this murderous intent.

A pair of pale blue eyes calmly stared at the high platform where the Soul Clan members were located, but beneath this calm lay a fury that seemed capable of piercing even the heavens.

As Yueyao finished speaking, the already quiet competition stage became even more silent, to the point that you could hear a pin drop.

The gazes of all the races were filled with a strong sense of inquiry as they scanned Yueyao and the Soul Clan members, as if wondering what kind of conflict had broken out between the Spirit Clan and the Soul Clan that they were unaware of.

This would cause the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan to directly target the people of the Soul Clan during this grand ceremony.

Moreover, do you think that the Spirit Clan can contend with the Soul Clan with just Yue Yao?

Although Yueyao's talent has exceeded everyone's expectations, the strength of the Soul Clan is undeniable. Apart from the Ancient Clan, the other clans simply do not have the resources to fight against the Soul Clan.

As Yueyao finished speaking, the eyes of everyone in the Soul Clan instantly turned cold. Hunfeng, who had been quietly watching the show, looked at Yueyao on the stage with a gloomy expression.

"Heh, no one has ever challenged the Soul Palace and survived."

Hun Feng lowered his eyes, his gaze filled with a chilling killing intent as he locked onto Yue Yao. In an instant, his figure vanished from the seat, reappearing in front of Yue Yao. He raised his head high and slowly spoke: "Since you want to die, I'll give you the chance. Come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of energy erupted from Hunfeng's body, causing a dramatic change in the weather.

Meanwhile, at the location of the Soul Clan members, two elders were eyeing Yue Yao with flickering eyes, their gazes particularly focused on the bone spear in Yue Yao's hand.

"Is that person's weapon?"

"That's right..."

On the dueling platform, seeing Hun Feng appear, Yue Yao didn't say anything more. She raised the bone spear in her hand, and a phoenix phantom appeared behind her. A murderous aura burst from her body, and the bone spear in her hand flashed with a faint light. Yue Yao's aura became even more sharp.

"Shh!"

With a wave of her hand and a sweep of her bone spear, a skeletal army seemed to appear behind Yueyao, its faint silhouette charging toward Hunfeng's location.

Leading the group was a phantom riding a majestic magical beast, wielding a long spear and slashing fiercely at Hun Feng.

Upon seeing Yueyao's attack, Hunfeng's expression remained unchanged. A wisp of scarlet energy appeared in his hand, and a thick, bloody aura emanated from his body. Then, the scarlet energy swept towards the charging white bone phantom.

To Hunfeng's surprise, his attack pierced through the skeletal phantoms and struck the ground behind them.

Is it fake?

Hun Feng frowned slightly, but sensing the killing intent emanating from the skeletal phantom, he did not let his guard down. A red light flashed in his eyes, and just as the phantom's attack was about to land, he disappeared from his original spot and reappeared several meters away.

As if she had anticipated Soul Wind's disappearance, Yueyao swept out towards Soul Wind's location once again as Soul Wind vanished. Another group of skeletal phantoms riding magical beasts appeared in front of Yueyao and charged towards Soul Wind's location.

Where the soul wind had disappeared, the weapons in the hands of the first group of skeletal phantoms slammed heavily to the ground, causing cracks to appear.

"Not fake?"

Seeing the illusory figure that could actually cause damage, Hun Feng's expression finally turned serious, a hint of amusement appearing in his eyes. He chuckled, "Heh, this is more interesting..."

On the high platform of the race, looking at the scene on the competition stage, the white-haired old men had unusually solemn expressions.

Inside the ancient clan, Gu Su and Gu Zhe watched as Yue Yao unleashed wave after wave of illusory white bones, and their eyes once again revealed a solemn expression.

They exchanged a glance and both fell silent, neither saying a word.

The same scene unfolded among several elders in each clan, whose eyes revealed a rare hint of solemnity and silence.

However, within each race, there is no shortage of young people who are well-versed in the history of their respective races. With each battle between Yueyao and Hunfeng, there are now four teams of skeletal phantoms on the arena.

Four teams of skeletal phantoms charged from different directions, rushing towards Hun Feng's location. Then, they raised their spears high and slashed fiercely at Hun Feng's position.

"I remember now, I've seen this before. It's the White Bone Battle Technique created by Han Ling, the 70th generation Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan!"

Finally, as the skeletal phantom passed by Soul Wind's location for the third time, a young man from the Flame Clan, looking at the skeletal phantom on the stage, suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"boom!"

Similarly, for the first time, Hunfeng punched one of the skeletal figures. Contrary to what everyone had imagined, Hunfeng's fist struck the skeletal phantom solidly, and cracks began to appear all over its body.

"Sure enough."

Seeing that he had succeeded in his attack, Hunfeng's face showed a confident expression.

"It seems that your skeletal phantom is only truly present for the fleeting moment it strikes; otherwise, it's merely an illusion..."

After speaking, Hunfeng stood quietly in place, waiting for the white bone phantoms to attack again. This time, the phantoms rushing towards Hunfeng transformed into five.

"laugh!"

Seeing the approaching skeletal phantom, Soul Wind's hand flashed with crimson light. The moment the skeletal phantom made its move, Soul Wind was close to it, and the crimson light in his hand slashed directly at the skeletal phantom's head.

It was at this moment that everyone noticed that a short blade, entirely crimson in color, had appeared in Hunfeng's hand. A cold light flashed across the blade, making it look extremely formidable.

"Shh!"

Unexpectedly, the expected slashing sensation did not come; instead, Soul Wind's short blade pierced directly through the white bone phantom.

In that instant, a sense of crisis rose in Hunfeng's heart. He then dodged with his excellent combat awareness, and the spear in the white bone phantom's hand swept directly over Hunfeng's head. A wisp of spatial power condensed behind Hunfeng's head, briefly blocking the white bone phantom's attack.

Successfully intercepted, several more skeletal figures launched attacks in succession, all of which were dodged by Hunfeng.

"Shh!"

Hunfeng's figure pierced through and appeared in the distance of the arena, widening the distance between himself and the white bone phantom. After a slight hesitation, he chose to launch an attack on Yueyao.

Since we can't deal with this skeletal phantom, let's deal with Yueyao who summoned it!

This was Hunfeng's plan.

Facing Hunfeng's attack, Yueyao remained calm. Seeing Hunfeng close by, she raised the white bone spear in her hand, tilted her head slightly, and met Hunfeng's scarlet eyes.

Swish!