Chapter 1158

Chapter 1158: Want to Become Strong?

Qian Bing’s grand ambitions were cut short before they could even begin.

In the distance, Xiong Li and Wang Xuanxin continued their fierce battle, sending shivers down the spines of the disciples who were secretly watching.

Are these really two true immortals fighting right now?

Xiao Luofan watched the battlefield with a complex expression, her thoughts unclear.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xueling began to comment on the two fighters.

"This is the advantage of body refinement; as long as your body is strong enough, you can face three thousand paths and break through ten thousand methods with sheer strength. It’s no joke."

"But our Junior Brother Wang is even more impressive. He has mastered the three hundred paths to their peak, using each wide road and celestial technique with incredible ease, as if they’ve been refined through countless trials."

"In the end, our Senior Brother will definitely leave an opening for Junior Brother Wang to exploit," Zhang Xueling said, looking like someone who had been washed up by the tide.

"If Senior Brother Xiong Li falls, should we step in?" Xiao Luofan asked.

"I don’t see the right moment. After these two finish, it’ll be the ultimate showdown, with our junior brother facing multiple opponents."

"We’ll make our move after this battle," Zhang Xueling replied.

"Wouldn’t that be a bit unfair?"

"Are we just going to give up the Postnatal Spiritual Treasure? It’s rare for the sect to offer such a valuable reward in this game," Zhang Xueling countered.

"Fine, the Postnatal Spiritual Treasure is important," Xiao Luofan said, mentally calculating her small stash of Immortal Jade.

She had joined the sect late and had no other way to earn Immortal Jade.

The great battle raged on, but Xiong Li began to show signs of exhaustion.

Finally, Wang Xuanxin seized an opportunity, and a source immortal spell broke through Xiong Li’s golden form protective shield, shattering his body.

With Xiong Li eliminated, the many disciples who had been watching began to stir restlessly.

"Wang Junior Brother, you don’t mind if a bunch of us gang up on you, do you?" Xiang Yun said, appearing in the air and staring down at Wang Xuanxin.

Behind Xiang Yun stood over a hundred disciples.

"Not at all! Isn’t this the tradition of the Hidden Spirit Sect?"

"In my eyes, whether it’s one-on-one or one against many, the result is the same," Wang Xuanxin said, gesturing with an open hand.

"Then I won’t hold back!"

In an instant, a massive aura erupted from the group of over a hundred.

Just as the battle was about to ignite, the surrounding area of 100,000 miles was suddenly bathed in red light.

A Golden Immortal true dragon appeared in the final circle, attacking all the disciples without restraint.

"What the hell? Why did this thing activate during the finals?" the hidden Old Six complained.

"When the number of disciples in the final circle exceeds the limit, the Golden Immortal true dragon will automatically appear once they’re eliminated down to the qualifying line," Grape’s voice echoed through the Battle Royale game world.

In this 100,000-mile range, over 9,000 disciples were hiding, each more concealed than the last.

So, before the great battle began, Grape decided to thin the herd first; this was also a rule of the Battle Royale, though it had rarely been triggered before.

At that moment, when the hidden disciples saw the Golden Immortal true dragon appear, they all revealed themselves.

Xiang Yun saw this scene and said to Wang Xuanxin, “Hold off on attacking. Let the Golden Immortal true dragon finish eliminating the others first.”

“Agreed,” Wang Xuanxin replied, then disappeared into the void.

As Wang Xuanxin observed the chaos of over 3,000 hidden disciples within the 100,000-mile range, a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes.

When she had scouted the final circle earlier, she had only detected around 3,000 people hiding in the Shadows.

Wang Xuanxin estimated that, accounting for those she hadn’t found, the final circle likely held no more than 5,000 people.

“They really know how to hide,” Wang Xuanxin remarked with a hint of admiration.

As more and more unqualified disciples were eliminated, only 3,000 remained in the final circle.

The disciples watched as the Golden Immortal true dragon’s silhouette loomed in the sky, and over 2,000 of them quickly went back into hiding.

At that moment, Wang Xuanxin’s voice echoed across the area.

Xiang Yun reappeared, still accompanied by the same group.

“Senior Brother, let’s begin!”

Behind Wang Xuanxin, a golden form law wielding a giant axe of creation materialized.

In an instant, Wang Xuanxin’s aura surged to its peak.

She swung the axe down toward Xiang Yun and the others.

From a distance, Zhang Xueling felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Wang Xuanxin’s strike.

Xiao Luofan, standing nearby, shared the same unease.

“That axe strike… my devouring path wouldn’t stand a chance,” Xiao Luofan murmured.

Zhang Xueling stood up and turned to Xiao Luofan. “The plan’s changed. We need to act now, or we’ll miss our chance.”

Xiao Luofan nodded silently and followed.

Wang Xuanxin, facing over 100 disciples alone, didn’t hesitate. She charged forward like a tiger among sheep, taking the offensive.

The golden form law behind her swung the axe relentlessly, forcing her opponents into a defensive stance.

Suddenly, a towering giant tree appeared, as if it were the pillar holding up the world.

It blocked Wang Xuanxin’s full-force axe swing.

From within the tree, the sound of thunder rumbled. Li Lei Hu, wielding the Thunder Blade, transformed into a bolt of lightning and charged toward the golden form law.

The lightning seemed to bypass space itself, piercing through the defenses of Wang Xuanxin’s golden form law.

The giant blade of thunder struck fiercely toward Wang Xuanxin’s body.

But just as the blade was about to land,

Li Lei Hu was struck by a massive fist, shattering in mid-air and being eliminated.

“You’re a body refinement expert?!” were Li Lei Hu’s final words before his elimination.

“Even in the lower realms, when facing supreme Great Luo beings, I never resorted to body refinement techniques.”

“This just shows how formidable you all are,” Wang Xuanxin said with a hint of praise.

“Don’t flatter us too much. Compared to you, we still have a long way to go,” the others replied as they continued their assault.

“Husband, I think your disciple will definitely grow into a powerful being like my master,” Zhang Weiyun said, watching the light curtain.

“There’s potential,” Xu Fan nodded.

He had high hopes for this exceptionally dominant disciple and decided to provide more guidance over the next hundred years, as she would be a key figure in the sect’s future.

“Grape, inform the disciples that the sect will host a Grand Dragon Feast at the Great Luo level in one year,” Xu Fan said with a smile.

“Understood, Master.”

Meanwhile, in a cave, Xu Gang stared at the live broadcast on the light curtain, lost in thought.

His son, Xu Lingtai, had just been eliminated by Wang Xuanxin’s axe.

“How can she be so overpowering?” Xu Gang muttered, watching Wang Xuanxin’s radiant figure with a mix of emotions.

Just then, a voice echoed in Xu Gang’s mind.

“Want to become stronger? Come here.”

Startled, Xu Gang snapped out of his daze and pulled out the Five Colors Peak, examining it closely.

He then rose and flew toward Xu Fan’s courtyard.

In the courtyard, Xu Fan was meticulously inspecting the Five Colors Peak, leaving no detail unnoticed.

“Xu Gang, are you sure that voice came from the Five Colors Peak?” Xu Fan asked seriously.