He shook the tree several times, its dense leaves filling the air, coalescing into three sword shadows that struck Mo Qi in unison, as if to devour the heavens and earth.
Mo Qi extended his left hand forward again, pulling his right hand back. At this moment, three sharp arrows appeared on the bowstring, emanating the same soul-stirring aura, the same disdain for all under heaven.
The next moment, three arrows shot out side by side, streaking through the air before colliding with the three sword shadows. The heavens and earth trembled, and both the sword shadows and the arrows dissipated simultaneously. Both combatants were forced back several steps.
Both men's eyes turned red. They triggered their divine abilities and charged forward, attempting to kill each other at close range. However, with each collision, they were pushed apart again.
A moment later, they remained in their original positions.
They continued to shoot at each other, light and shadow weaving like a shuttle, figures moving back and forth, constantly changing positions, punctuated by the sound of air being rent and explosive booms.
Time quietly slipped away. The medicinal effects of Mo Qi's stress-relief pills gradually faded. He took the opportunity to swallow a few more and continued the battle.
They fought from day into night, and from night into dawn.
The other matches had long since concluded.
Four participants had already emerged victorious: Ge Chuan, Ge Xiang, Tu Liang, and Shui Han.
The fact that Shui Han and Ge Xiang had won was unexpected by everyone, but the reasons behind it were known only to themselves, and to Mo Qi.
While all other matches were over, this focal battle had not yet ended, so all spectators in Sky City had not left.
This duel had captured everyone's hearts.
Ge Xiang and Shui Han also squeezed their way in, watching the match with worried expressions.
Zhong Xin Tie grew increasingly enraged as the fight progressed. He had not expected Mo Qi to be able to fight him to such a stalemate. What was supposed to be a one-sided affair had turned into a deadlock.
At this point, his resolve to kill the opponent grew even stronger.
Later, seeing that long-range attacks were ineffective, he opted for close combat.
He put away his tree-shaped magical artifact, took off his shirt, revealing a body of... gaunt, strange flesh!
The bones in his back and chest protruded, the outlines of his spine and ribs clearly visible.
He suddenly began to spin in place.
Mo Qi was somewhat bewildered, unsure of what he was doing.
"It's the treasure bone, don't let him run!" Shui Bing suddenly shouted.
This shout drew everyone's gaze. They all looked at him as if he were a monster.
Even Shui Han, her gaze still filled with killing intent, thought, *You only realize the need for a remedy now? Isn't it a bit late?*
Indeed, it was somewhat late.
Zhong Xin Tie's entire body blurred into a phantom as he ran, his skeletal frame becoming even more prominent, radiant and gleaming like a luminous magical artifact.
The treasure bone whistled and charged towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi still nocked an arrow and shot it towards the treasure bone.
The treasure bone flashed and dodged with surprising agility, the arrow's light missing its mark.
The treasure bone then flashed to Mo Qi's face, charging towards him.
In a moment of inspiration, Mo Qi shot out the arrow that was the essence of his chest.
With a deafening roar, Mo Qi's body was sent flying backward, dozens of zhang away. He landed on the ground, his body almost falling apart, reduced to a puddle of mud.
The earth arrow, however, had passed through Zhong Xin Tie's body and, after circling in the air, returned to Mo Qi's body.
Zhong Xin Tie also fell to the ground, his cultivation broken, revealing his true form.
But he struggled to his feet.
A hole had appeared in his chest, and blood flowed profusely. He ignored it, staggering towards Mo Qi.
The corners of his mouth curled up, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes, as he walked towards Mo Qi step by step.
Mo Qi's bones were all shattered, and he could not move on the ground. He could only watch as Zhong Xin Tie approached him.
His eyes were filled with helplessness!
He seemed to see his own death.
At this moment, the killing intent in Zhong Xin Tie's eyes intensified, a hint of a smile appearing on his ferocious face.
Suddenly, a figure blocked his path, crying out, "He's already fallen out of the ring, he's lost. Don't kick him when he's down."
It was Ge Xiang!
Truth be told, Zhong Xin Tie was no match for Ge Xiang at this moment. He stopped, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Get out of the way, scram!" a chorus of boos erupted from the audience.
Another figure flew over and dragged Ge Xiang away, pulling and hauling.
Zhong Xin Tie resumed his advance!
Another figure flashed forward, blocking Zhong Xin Tie's path. Without a word, he simply stared at him coldly.
It was Shui Han!
Zhong Xin Tie stopped again!
He felt indignant, his face twitching.
The audience murmured amongst themselves, no longer daring to shout for him to move.
At this moment, Shui Wan Cheng, from afar, quietly fiddled with a small white bottle in his hand.
Shui Han and Shui Bing, on the viewing platform, both collapsed to the ground, convulsing.
"What's wrong? Are they sick?" people around them cried out in alarm.
"These twin sisters, who would have thought they'd fall ill with the same sickness!"
Immediately, servants rushed forward and carried the two away.
No one could stop him anymore!
A cold smile appeared in Zhong Xin Tie's eyes as he resumed his heavy steps, walking towards Mo Qi, one step at a time.
"You didn't have to die, you brought this upon yourself by being uncooperative. Look at General Chen and the others, how understanding they are. Though their strength wasn't great to begin with, they lost at just the right moment, winning their lives even in defeat. But you insisted on blindly pushing forward. If you didn't see the situation clearly, it was your stupidity that doomed you. If you saw it clearly, then it was your stubbornness that doomed you. You think your head is so hard that you have to smash it? You brought this upon yourself, ending up with a broken skull and scattered bones. Let me tell you, in Sky City, no one from the lower realms has ever won. Because, in truth, we are immortals, and you are mortals. There is a difference." Zhong Xin Tie spoke slowly as he walked.
The short distance took a very long time. Partly because he was seriously injured and still bleeding, and partly because he savored the moment, relishing the torment and despair of his opponent, who was on the brink of death and desperately seeking survival but finding none.
Finally, he reached Mo Qi's feet and stopped. He gazed at Mo Qi with an expression of triumph and pity.
Everyone in Sky City also looked at the puddle of mud on the ground with pity.
So pathetic!
So young!
So ignorant!
At this moment, Zhong Xin Tie slowly raised his hand, a red light flashing within it.
As soon as he pushed the divine light forward, Mo Qi would turn to ash.
A sinister smile touched his lips.
This feeling of absolute power over life and death was truly wonderful.
The next moment, with a deafening roar, the divine light shattered, and a pervasive aura of light lingered for a long time.
It was over!
That annoying fellow was gone, and everyone was overjoyed!
However, as the light dispersed, people were stunned!
Standing on the ground was Mo Qi, while Zhong Xin Tie had turned into fragments scattered across the ground.
It turned out that although Mo Qi had been beaten to pieces, the Red Cloud Returning Immortal Fruit within him would awaken at crucial moments, possessing the ability to repair his body and spiritual energy. Even without consuming pills, he could recover automatically.
In fact, he had already recovered before Zhong Xin Tie reached him, but he deliberately feigned helplessness to lure him closer, make him lower his guard, and then annihilate him in one fell swoop.
Mo Qi thought his tree-shaped magical artifact was quite good. While everyone was still in a daze, he picked it up from the ground and put it into his storage bag.
Grand Tutor Zhong flew into a rage, his eyes bulging: "You dare kill my son, pay with your life!"
With these words, Grand Tutor Zhong lunged forward. Mid-flight, his body transformed into a bolt of lightning, striking towards Mo Qi.
Grand Tutor Zhong was already a Taiyi Golden Immortal, second only to Shui Wan Cheng in Sky City.
His full-force attack was bound to obliterate Mo Qi.
Mo Qi casually shook the tree. Thousands of leaves fell, condensing into a messy pile in the air, failing to form a sword.
This was critical. Mo Qi immediately conjured the Qiankun Ring and sent it towards his opponent.
The dazzling sword light actually pierced directly through the Qiankun Ring and continued to advance towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi panicked and prepared to use the Golden Light Shrinking Ground Technique to escape.
Just then, a dark, blurry object flew through the air. A crisp voice was heard: "Eastern Emperor Bell, catch!"
It was Shui Bing's voice!
Shui Wan Cheng reached for the small bottle again, thought for a moment, and then put it away.
Mo Qi immediately used the Golden Light Shrinking Ground Technique, flying out from the side. He met the Eastern Emperor Bell head-on, transformed back into human form, grabbed the Eastern Emperor Bell, and stood in mid-air, his robes fluttering and hair flying, exuding a certain dashing aura.
Grand Tutor Zhong changed direction and continued to pounce on Mo Qi with little room to spare.
At this moment, a figure behind Mo Qi also lunged towards him.
He sensed that the person behind him did not possess great spiritual power and decided to ignore them for the moment, merely shielding himself with his protective golden light.
Simultaneously, he placed one hand on the top of the bell, aiming the bell's opening at Grand Tutor Zhong.
"Pangu Divine Power, Star Devour."
A white light ignited from within the bell, forming a massive vortex that twisted and sucked everything around it, including the entire space, into the abyss.
Grand Tutor Zhong, who was still far away in his light form, was twisted and pulled. He hastily unleashed his Rotation Technique to narrowly escape, his soul thoroughly shaken. He quickly fled to a distance, standing far away, his eyes glaring with fury, yet he dared not cross the boundary.
He looked like a dog stretching its neck and barking from afar, yet afraid to approach, a truly comical sight.
Just then, the attack from behind whistled towards him. Mo Qi suddenly turned around and pushed the Eastern Emperor Bell forward. With a loud bang.
Mo Qi and the Eastern Emperor Bell were sent flying backward together, while the attacker from behind also tumbled to the ground.
"Sen Tie!" Grand Tutor Zhong roared, and once again lunged at Mo Qi.
It turned out the person behind him was Grand Tutor Zhong's other son, Zhong Sen Tie.
Mo Qi immediately transformed into a tiny speck, dragging the Eastern Emperor Bell, and flashed to Zhong Sen Tie's front. He covered him with the bell and revealed his true form, placing his hand on the bell's top.
Grand Tutor Zhong, about to reach him, had already prepared to unleash a divine ability upon Mo Qi.
But at this moment, he hesitated, fearing to harm his son. He forcibly stopped himself, dared not unleash his divine light, and watched Mo Qi nervously: "Don't do anything rash!"
"Don't do anything rash? You're afraid now?" Mo Qi lightly patted the top of the bell. A scream of agony echoed from within.
Veins bulged on Grand Tutor Zhong's face: "You've already killed one of my sons. If you kill him too, I'll risk this old body and fight you to the death."