Chapter 111 Clearing the Field

"If senior brother wants the left hand, then junior brother will take the right hand," Yang Chen sneered.

"Fatty likes feet. Take off this woman's feet and give them to me," Liu Jinshui chuckled.

"Then I have no choice but to take this young master's hands and feet," Ye Wushuang said with a light laugh, her hand covering her face.

The group talked casually, distributing the two lambs to be slaughtered with crystal clarity.

Both had already turned pale, understanding that they couldn't escape their fate today.

"Elder, I admit defeat!"

"They want to kill me, I admit defeat!"

"Elder, stop them quickly!"

Heart-wrenching cries of agony spread across the entire platform. The two of them were shouting energetically, but the anticipated dismemberment did not occur.

The crowd below watched the performance of the two above with odd expressions on their faces.

When the two opened their eyes, the six people in front of them were looking at them with half-smiles, "We were just talking, we didn't really mean to do it. Alright, it's over, go on and do whatever you were doing."

After speaking, the six people flashed away, returning to a corner of the platform. They had only intended to scare the opponents.

They dared to bully junior brother; it wouldn't be so easy to let them off the stage. They had to be tortured properly.

Li Xiaobai was in a complex mood, unsure whether to be touched or to continue cursing.

If you had time to take up for me, you should have come to save me! What the hell were you pretending to be up there!

Moreover, they even incited the crowd to continue attacking him, which was truly baffling.

In the void, Xia Jian and Wang Ruoxian exchanged glances, said nothing more, and immediately jumped down from the platform, their faces alternating between green and red. Their performance was too embarrassing; they had neither the face nor the courage to stay any longer.

By now, Li Xiaobai had accumulated quite a substantial amount of Attribute Points.

[Attribute Points: 40000.]

All on defense.

[Defensive Power: Indestructible Golden Body seventh rotation (57000/70000) ready to advance.]

The attacks of the many cultivators had already stopped. The actions of several people in the sky had shocked them, and Su Yunbing's huge Nascent Soul had drawn their attention.

"It's your turn now, let's have a one-shot home run," Su Yunbing said lightly, lighting a cigarette.

The cultivators below suddenly had a bad feeling.

"What does she want to do?"

"Didn't she say she would take that guy out first? Why do I feel like she's going to attack us?"

"Yeah, we haven't offended her!"

Seeing Su Yunbing's gaze in the sky focusing on them, many cultivators started to panic, with the opponent's Nascent Soul still standing there.

That towering red phantom exuded an overwhelming presence. Merely making eye contact could cause a painful sting in the eyes, a pressure emanating from her Nascent Soul.

Li Xiaobai looked up, and in the sky, the giant red phantom lifted its arm slightly, and a golden hammer appeared in its hand.

The hammer glowed with a golden light, and the overly large head was engraved with mysterious totems that materialized. Vague beastly roars could be heard, terrifying to the extreme.

"The Primordial Spirit has even condensed a Life-bound Spirit Treasure!"

"This is not just entering the Nascent Soul Stage!"

"This person's Primordial Spirit power is exceptionally strong, probably surpassing that of the outer elders!"

"Where does this genius hail from, Central Province, or perhaps the Western Desert?"

"These six people seem to be together, I've never seen them before!"

The many cultivators below debated excitedly, shouting as they watched the manifestation of a hammer in the red Primordial Spirit's hands.

Youths on the other two stages turned their heads, such age and strength, across the entire Immortal Spirit Continent, could indeed be called genius. However, no one managed to recognize who these individuals were.

Elders on the stage all stood up in unison, the first round had unexpectedly drawn out a master competitor.

Looking at the other party's demeanor, it was a hundred percent clear they intended to clear the stage directly. This hammer's fall would likely leave the cultivators below either dead or injured.

"This girl's Primordial Spirit is actually visualized as her own self; her ambitions must be far beyond our imagination!"

"That's right, ordinary Primordial Spirits are visualized from Divine Demons. To use oneself as a Primordial Spirit and still able to unleash such power, this girl must possess an invincible heart, firmly believing that she will stand shoulder to shoulder with gods and buddhas in the future."

"Such a grand spirit, truly a talent!"

"However, with this hammer coming down, I fear these cultivators below won't fare well..."

"So what? The contest has already begun, did you want to intervene? Just wait to save people later."

"Yuan Fang, what's with you? Why the daze? This is to select talents for your outer sect disciples, why so careless?"

Feng Qingyang frowned as he looked at an Elder in the corner.

"This... I was lost in thought, my apologies."

Yuan Fang quickly stood up, focusing on the situation on the stage below, while his thoughts were actually on another matter.

It was said that that day the revered figure was toyed with by seven juniors, among whom the leading female cultivator also wielded a huge hammer and her cultivation level had already reached the Nascent Soul Stage, highly similar to the one on the stage now.

If this girl was indeed that female from that day, then these few individuals with her should be the troublemakers from back then.

Yuan Fang felt that he was getting closer to the truth, not only a little excited.

However, he failed to notice, Feng Qingyang beside him glanced at him with a detached look.

There was an internal betrayer in the sect, he was told this by the Sect Leader, although not who it was. Feng Qingyang's task was to flush out this person.

He had noticed Yuan Fang's behavior was off; ever since coming back from the Divine Beast Mountain Range, the latter seemed to be hiding something, and his movements had become ever more secretive.

But now was not the right time; he would act directly after ascertaining the other's motives.

...

On the platform, everyone watched in horror as the massive red shadow in the sky slowly lifted the hammer.

Not until then did Li Xiaobai finally understand why his senior brothers and sisters wanted to make enemies for him.

They wanted to do it all in one fell swoop, directly clear the stage. Since the crowd's positioning was too scattered and troublesome, they used him as bait to attract all the cultivators to one corner of the stage, facilitating their action.

How could there be such people?

Couldn't you guys have simply handled it cleanly? Just because you didn't want the hassle, you even trapped your own junior brother. The trust between people in this world is almost worn away.

But there wasn't much time left for Li Xiaobai to ponder, in the void the gigantic red shadow raised the hammer high above its head, clearly preparing to clear the stage with a single blow.

"One Hammer to Settle the Score!"

Su Yunbing's lips parted slightly as she spoke softly, the totem branding glowed, golden light erupted, and the enormous hammer, wrapped in supreme authority, slammed into one corner of the stage with unstoppable force.

"I..."

Looking at the hammer continuously smashing down above his head, Li Xiaobai wanted to cry but had no tears, he crouched on the spot with his hands covering his head, don't hit me, I have the Reflect passive...