The
Misty Cloud Battlefield
was no longer a competition.
It was
a massacre.
Disciples lay
unconscious or defeated
, their golden
talismans floating in the air
, marking their elimination.
And at the center of it all—
Xiao Li
moved through the fog like a ghost
, his
golden Qi flickering
faintly around him.
"Twelve down."
He rolled a talisman between his fingers before storing it away.
"Eighty-eight more to go."
But as he continued forward—
His
steps suddenly stopped.
A faint
killing intent
brushed against his skin.
His
eyes narrowed.
"Finally."
High above in the
trees
, a pair of
cold, calculating eyes
watched Xiao Li from the shadows.
Dressed in
black assassin robes
, his presence was so well concealed that even seasoned cultivators would fail to notice him.
"He’s powerful… but not invincible."
His fingers
gripped a poisoned dagger
, its blade coated in
Midnight Serpent Venom
—a poison that could
cripple even a Core Formation cultivator
.
He had been
waiting
for this moment.
"Die."
In an instant—
WHOOSH!
The assassin
vanished
from his hiding spot, appearing behind Xiao Li, his
dagger aimed directly at his neck.
But—
"Too slow."
Before the dagger could even touch his skin—
BOOM!
A
golden shockwave exploded outward
, sending the assassin
flying backward
like a ragdoll.
He
crashed into a tree
, coughing blood.
His
eyes widened in shock.
"What?!"
Xiao Li
tilted his head.
"That was disappointing."
The assassin’s
mind reeled.
His
stealth technique was flawless.
His
attack was lethal.
And yet—
Xiao Li had
reacted instantly.
"M-Monster…"
The assassin
struggled to stand
, but Xiao Li
appeared in front of him
in the blink of an eye.
"Tell me…"
His golden
Qi surged, pressing down like a mountain.
"Who sent you?"
The assassin
gritted his teeth.
"I will never—"
Xiao Li
sighed.
"I was hoping you'd say that."
Before the assassin could react—
CRACK!
Xiao Li’s
fist slammed into his stomach
, making him
spit blood.
"GUH—!"
The assassin’s
vision blurred
, his body
completely paralyzed
from the sheer force of the strike.
A golden
talisman
floated into the air.
Xiao Li caught it effortlessly.
"Thirteen down."
Then, without looking back, he
walked away
, leaving the assassin collapsed in the dirt.
"Now, let’s find the real opponents."
Far away, standing atop a
cliff overlooking the battlefield
, a lone figure watched Xiao Li’s movements with
cold amusement.
Liu Tian, the
number one Inner Court disciple
, smirked as he twirled his sword.
"So… he’s this strong, huh?"
He
cracked his knuckles
, his
Qi surging.
"Good."
"That means he won’t break too easily."
His eyes
flashed with excitement.
"Xiao Li… our battle will be legendary."
The
final clash was coming.
And
only one of them would leave victorious.