Murong Chong's eyes widened in disbelief, as Ji Jingqiu remained completely unscathed under his sword strike and even unleashed such a formidable Power of the Spirit.
Such a sight had never been seen among his peers!
The blade light was like smoke, ethereal and dreamlike, infused with the Great Purity from the Zen Meditation Seal. Despite Murong Chong's desperate resistance, he could not reverse the overwhelming situation and dejectedly exited the stage.
...
Watching the battle.
Diao Xingyun and others nudged Yin Wushuang with their shoulders, chuckling with a meaning that went without saying.
Yin Wushuang laughed and said, "I know you're all eager, but hold your horses for a moment. If I remember correctly, isn't the person on the sixth floor the senior brother from Lion Heart Dao? And the one on the ninth floor, the 37th Daoist Master of Heavenly God Dojo?"
Only then did people realize it was too early to laugh.
