Under the shroud of the Immortal Vortex Saber Art, the air on the stage seemed to solidify, filled with intense True Essence fluctuations.
Around Li Xuanxiao's body, layers upon layers of True Essence vortices coiled, emitting an incomparably powerful Aura.
Beili's eyes grew solemn; this Origin Realm Martial Art was definitely of the top grade!
If he were swept into these True Essence vortices, he would probably be ground into minced meat very quickly by these layered vortices.
But now, it was too late to escape...
Beili's triangular eyes twitched. The only way now was to endure this wave head-on!
Such a powerful Origin Realm Martial Art must demand a huge amount of True Essence. Li Xuanxiao couldn't maintain it for long!
At most ten breaths. As long as I hold out, I can...
As Beili's thoughts raced, just as he was about to make a move, he noticed the situation shift again!
Tiny yet orderly Zen sounds appeared. At first, they were faint, as if coming from the edge of the sky.
But soon, this Zen sound gradually grew louder, becoming orderly, grand, and solemn!
Beili only felt his brain buzzing, as if a tide of Zen sound was rushing toward him, thunderous in his ears.
An indescribable sense of oppression enveloped the entire venue.
Whether Human Race or Demon Race, everyone was suppressed to the point where they dared not even make a sound breathing.
Li Xuanxiao instantly unleashing two top-grade Origin Realm Martial Arts brought forth an unprecedented level of pressure!
...The Demon Race members below the stage were shaking like sieves, their fear impossible to conceal.
The way they looked at Li Xuanxiao was completely devoid of the previous slighting and disdain.
Relying on luck? Relying on movement techniques? Just pretending to be weak to eat the strong?
What about now?
What else is there to say?
The Demon Race members felt as if they had been slapped repeatedly. All their previous discussions and scorn were like loud slaps landing back on themselves.
Li Xuanxiao, with the coldest and cruelest facts, told them: I am just this awesome!
To pretend to be weak to eat the strong, first you must be stronger than the tiger!
Otherwise, you really are just a pig.
"This guy isn't going to hold a grudge, is he?"
"I mocked him quite a bit before!"
"I'm sorry, I admit I was speaking too loudly just now."
Many demons felt uneasy in their hearts.
The few perverts who enjoyed making things difficult were now even more terrified.
If Li Xuanxiao decided to attack them, then...
Worst case, I'll just be the submissive one~
The Demon Race audience below suddenly seemed to transform into obedient good babies, even their sitting postures becoming upright.
Forget mocking; they didn't even have the courage to look directly at Li Xuanxiao now.
The glances they cast toward him were all furtive, their eyes flickering.
Wu Jiangming's face was flushed crimson, his emotions surging.
After being momentarily stunned by Li Xuanxiao's Aura, he once again strained his throat and began shouting over and over.
"Xuanxiao, Xuanxiao, Professional Demon Exterminator!"
"Xuanxiao, Xuanxiao, Glory of the Human Race!"
"Xuanxiao, Xuanxiao, Shine Infinitely!"
But now, no Demon Race member dared to glare or mock him.
It was obvious even to their rear ends that this Daoist priest was allied with the fiend on stage!
Offending the Daoist priest was equivalent to offending Li Xuanxiao!
They could not afford to bear the wrath of Li Xuanxiao, this terrorist.
Chu Yin's gaze was locked onto Li Xuanxiao; his eyes were vacant, lost in deep shock and self-doubt.
Whether it was the reserve of True Essence, the ability to mobilize and gather True Essence, or the level of comprehension he displayed over several top-grade Origin Realm Martial Arts.
Li Xuanxiao completely surpassed his estimations, exhibiting strength far exceeding that of an ordinary Martial Artist!
Chu Yin considered himself quite talented, reaching the Origin Realm Late Stage at a young age, and practicing an entire set of Origin Realm Cultivation Techniques and Martial Arts.
But for him to cultivate his Cultivation Technique to Perfection, while barely getting two Origin Realm Martial Arts started, was already pushing his limits!
Yet what Li Xuanxiao displayed now, both in personal cultivation strength and the mastery of the Origin Realm Martial Arts he practiced,
Was far stronger than him!
How was this possible?
How exactly was this guy cultivating?
Did he not need time at all?
A myriad of thoughts swirled in Chu Yin's mind. If the top Martial Artists from the smaller kingdoms below were all at Li Xuanxiao's level, that would be too terrifying.
...
Sword light and blade shadows were like a galaxy hanging upside down, brilliant yet fierce!
Li Xuanxiao stood enveloped within the myriad of blade lights, looking down at Beili.
In his eyes, which shimmered with golden light, there was a detached indifference that looked down on everything.
Beili had always been confident and proud; this confidence and pride stemmed from his understanding of his own strength.
But now, even he began to feel uneasy.
This match of his...
Might end in defeat!
Beili's triangular eyes trembled. No! He absolutely could not lose!
This was a Death Match Stage!
The consequence of losing was death!
Beili gritted his teeth, True Essence surging as Demonic Qi rolled out.
Demonic Technique — Coiling Serpent Eternal Fixation!
Demonic Technique — Serpent God's Blessing!
He cast two Demonic Techniques sequentially. Although the speed wasn't as exaggerated as Li Xuanxiao's instant casting,
It was still far superior to that of ordinary Demon Race members.
Among them, Coiling Serpent Eternal Fixation was a top-grade Mystic Realm Demonic Technique, while Serpent God's Blessing was Beili's strongest defensive Demonic Technique.
It was of the top-grade Origin Realm grade!
But he had cultivated it for too short a time, only reaching the Minor Achievement Realm.
Beili almost instantly transformed into his true form—a colossal, vividly patterned python!
The giant python coiled frantically, curling into a ball, layered three times deep, protecting its head in the very center.
On the serpent's body, a layer of thick, scale-like armor appeared!
In mid-air, an illusionary shadow of a giant snake materialized, emitting a mysterious and Xuan Aura.
The snake-shaped illusion silently enveloped Beili, forming a thick barrier centered on him.
This barrier could not only block physical attacks but also resist mental attacks to a certain extent.
The next second, the blade lights and sword shadows, along with the vast Zen sound, poured down, striking the barrier entirely!
The terrifying collision of True Essence stirred up invisible yet fierce air currents, exploding outward from the center of the Death Match Stage.
It instantly blew off the entire dome of the building!
The indoor Death Match Stage instantly became an open-air Death Match Stage.
The Human Race and Demon Race members surrounding the plaza were all startled.
"What happened?"
"They're just fighting, how did they blow off the roof?"
"Holy crap, doesn't that mean we get to watch for free?"
"Quick, look! On the Death Match Stage..."
"That's Lord Beili from the Brocade Snake Manor!"
"To fight against Lord Beili and still manage to fight to this extent?"
Li Xuanxiao's True Essence seemed endless; the blade lights and Zen sounds poured down crazily, like a close-range cannon.
The serpent shadow barrier was struck, producing continuous ripples, thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Beili, coiled into a ball, also fully mobilized his True Essence to replenish the barrier's consumption.
But the barrier was still depleting at a terrifying rate!
Beili was inwardly horrified. The ferocity of Li Xuanxiao's firepower was beyond anything he had dared to imagine before.
It didn't seem like the amount of True Essence a Martial Artist at the Origin Realm level should possess.
At this intensity, an ordinary Martial Artist holding out for ten seconds would already be considered an outstanding talent of the same Realm.
But Li Xuanxiao? This has been going on for almost a minute!
Even if one cultivated the Origin Realm Cultivation Technique to the Transcendent Realm, it would be thirty seconds at most!
Beili started to not understand anymore.
Li Xuanxiao's performance far exceeded common sense and could not be assessed with conventional thinking.
But Beili had no time to figure it out, because his True Essence, under such intense consumption, was clearly about to run out.
Even if he survived this wave, he wouldn't have the strength to counterattack.
However, Li Xuanxiao's attack intensity did not lessen. Beili gritted his teeth, mobilized his remaining True Essence, and shouted out loud.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
A wave of uproar swept through the crowd.
It wasn't just the audience who had bought tickets and were sitting below the stage.
But also the many plaza spectators who could watch for free because the roof had been blown off.
They all showed looks of shock.
Lord Beili, who bore the notorious title of the number one demon below the heaven realm, was actually forced to this extent?
"Who is this person?"
"A top Martial Artist from the Upper Kingdom?"
"He hasn't come to the cloud top immortal boat these few days either!"
The many people exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.