Sang Jiede stepped on the crocodile’s back. The crocodile raised its head and roared, and the mountain shook even more violently. Sang Jiede stared at the bow that was gradually taking shape in Yu Huang’s hand. He could feel the terrifying destruction from the bow, and his gaze subconsciously became solemn.
Veins popped out on Sang Jiede’s head. He shouted hoarsely, “Come, Buddha!”
Boom!
The tall mountain in the distance actually rose from the ground and flew straight in the direction of Sang Jiede, as if Buddha had descended!
Sang Jiede flew into the sky and caught the high mountain that flew over from the sky. He wrapped the high mountain with spiritual power and floated in the sky while looking down at Yu Huang.
Sang Jiede gritted his teeth, mobilized all the spirit energy in his body, and forcefully slapped the mountain. That palm carried a powerful palm wind that forcefully slapped the mountain down towards Yu Huang!
The entire space became distorted because of the high mountain’s rapid fall.
At this moment, Yu Huang finally drew her bow.
“Blazing Moon Art!”
She opened her fingers and a huge force rebounded on the psychic fan-shaped arrow. The long arrow whistled out and shot into the sky towards the tall mountain that fell from the sky. At the same time, the red longbow transformed into the appearance of a Divine Feather Phoenix.
Swish!
The phoenix’s loud cry was sharp and ear-piercing, causing the nearby participants to hold their heads and frown.
Swish!
The Divine Feather Phoenix charged into the psychic arrow. The red fan-shaped arrow suddenly burned with raging flames. It was the Phoenix True Fire. The second the Phoenix True Fire burned, the humidity in the entire space was instantly sucked away, and the lake below was directly evaporated!
Bang!
The fan-shaped sword was invincible as it pierced through the high mountain that was more than 800 meters high.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The tall mountain shattered into pieces and turned into countless huge rocks that smashed into the ground, creating deep pits. As for Yu Huang, who was standing on the grassland below, she was protected by a red protective shield. No matter how the rocks rolled down and the ground shook, she remained unmoved.
On the other hand, Sang Jiede was in a sorry state.
His clothes were in tatters, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He knelt on one knee on the crocodile’s back, and his deep-featured handsome face was pale.
Sang Jiede stared at the calm and beautiful woman standing in the middle of the pile of rocks and felt a sense of defeat and powerlessness.
He had lost.
Yu Huang pointed the flute at Sang Jiede. There was no arrogance on her face, only calmness. She said, “Sang Jiede, you lost.”
Sang Jiede sighed. “I admit defeat.” He stared at the long jade flute in Yu Huang’s hand, and his pale face suddenly flushed with shame. “Master Yu Huang, can you return the flute to me?”
The flute was a Level 5 Spirit Tool that could suppress the enemy’s spiritual power. It wasSang Jiede’s most precious Spirit Tool. Sang Jiede’s heart ached when it was occupied by Yu Huang.
Yu Huang said expressionlessly, “No, it’s a trophy.”
Yu Huang wasn’t without a temper.
On this battlefield, they weren’t only fellow countrymen, but also competitors. Sang Jiede ambushing her in the lake wasn’t honorable. Yu Huang was injured, so she had to gain something.
Seeing that Yu Huang was unwilling to return the jade flute, although Sang Jiede’s heart ached, he could only grit his teeth and accept this loss.
It was his fault for ambushing her first.
“Then I’ll give it to you!”
Sang Jiede pulled out the survival ring and took the initiative to leave the battlefield.
After Sang Jiede left, Yu Huang walked out from the pile of rocks. She sensed a few unfamiliar auras approaching her. Presumably, these participants had heard the commotion of her battle with Sang Jiede and wanted to confirm her cultivation level.
If she was a pushover, then the other participants would bully her.
If she wasn’t easy to deal with, those participants would naturally be afraid.
Yu Huang stood by the dry lake and raised her head to scan her surroundings. As a Purifying Spirit Master, her vision was extremely good. From afar, she could see many participants hidden around her. Some of them were covered in barriers, and there was also a participant from the Holy Spirit Continent.
Retracting her gaze, Yu Huang held the jade flute behind her back and pretended to be calm as she continued heading towards the southern Central Pagoda.
At night, the Doomsday Battlefield was pitch-black, and only the two stars in the sky emitted a faint light. Yu Huang’s figure appeared slender and lonely under the starlight, but every step she took was very firm.