"Kill!"
Seeing the Buddhist realm expert being slain by Li Xiaotian, Tian Qi and the other two immediately attacked. Instantly, murderous intent surged, and terrifying auras filled the entire arena, like an approaching storm, like a rampaging tsunami. The heavens and earth were enveloped by various terrifying lights.
A long sword appeared in Tian Qi's hand. It was a bone sword, nurtured from millions of corpses. It was a top-tier Saint Artifact, said to be comparable to a Demigod Artifact.
The white bone sword exuded an evil aura, tempered by the blood, bones, and soul fires of millions of beings. It possessed immeasurable malevolence, a sword of calamity. If it struck an enemy, even a mere scratch would turn the victim into a pool of pus and blood on the spot.
This sword was the epitome of evil. To forge it, Tian Qi had annihilated all living beings in an entire world, slaughtering them all to serve as the blood, bones, and soul fires for its tempering.
In the blink of an eye, Tian Qi attacked, his momentum astonishing.
Li Xiaotian struck resolutely, and within moments, dozens of rounds passed. He met the bone sword head-on with his bare hands, the collision like metal striking metal, erupting with sparks and a deafening sound.
This sword was extremely peculiar. Every swing emitted a mournful wail, and behind it lay a vast sea of blood, mountains of corpses, a terrifying spectacle.
Li Xiaotian's palms and fingers remained uninjured as he grappled with the sword, leaving Tian Qi immensely shocked. He was determined not to let Li Xiaotian get close.
Boom!
Admittedly, as a Divine Race expert, Tian Qi's strength far surpassed that of the previous Xuan Bird and the Buddhist realm expert. He fought Li Xiaotian for hundreds of rounds without falling into a disadvantage.
This prevented the other two from intervening; they were powerless to help.
This filled them with dread. They had thought that since Tian Qi had deigned to invite them, his strength might be comparable to theirs, or even inferior. But they never expected him to be so terrifying.
"Too strong! It turns out we are the weakest."
One of them spoke, his spirit deflated.
"It seems Tian Qi misjudged Li Xiaotian's strength earlier, which is why he invited us to help him kill Li Xiaotian. He probably never intended to fight himself."
Another spoke, deducing the reason. For some top experts, they had their own pride and rarely attacked the weak, out of disdain, because the weak were unworthy!
It was likely Tian Qi's mindset from the beginning. But who could have imagined Li Xiaotian would be so powerful, instantly killing the Xuan Bird and the Buddhist realm expert, forcing Tian Qi to act himself?
"Pfft!"
Tian Qi spat out a mouthful of blood. He had been struck by Li Xiaotian's palm, which made his blood boil, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Li Xiaotian's physique was too formidable for him. While his own physique was not weak, it was still far inferior to Li Xiaotian's.
Similarly, Li Xiaotian was greatly surprised. The Divine Race, blessed by heaven, the supreme beings of the Divine Realm, truly lived up to their reputation. He knew in his heart that whether in the past or present, the Tian Qi before him was an enemy not to be underestimated; he was truly powerful.
But unfortunately, Li Xiaotian was even more terrifying. After only a hundred rounds, he had gained the upper hand, almost suppressing Tian Qi.
Tian Qi's expression turned grim. He felt this to be a humiliation. In mere hundred rounds, he had fallen into a disadvantage, something he had never dared to imagine in the past. He had always been the one to crush his opponents; he had never been attacked so aggressively before. Now, everything had reversed, making it unacceptable to him.
"Buzz!"
Li Xiaotian's fists moved, then transformed into palms, gripping Tian Qi's bone sword, causing it to wail and nearly break.
"Boom!"
The next moment, Li Xiaotian released his grip. The bone sword slipped from his control. It had to be said that this sword was strange and powerful, remaining unbroken until now. Li Xiaotian could destroy any weapon below the Demigod Artifact level.
Tian Qi's expression was indifferent as he observed the surrounding terrain. It was impossible not to feel heavy-hearted, but he wasn't despairing.
"The Divine Race is blessed by heaven. In the same realm, they never lag behind any race. Today, I will slay you with divine techniques and secret arts!"
Tian Qi roared, his battle intent burning fiercely in his eyes. Terrifying auras continuously erupted from him. He was enraged, truly enraged.
The bone sword hung suspended above his head, casting down strands of sword energy. Behind him, there was a vast expanse of blood mist, mountains of corpses, and boundless terror.
"Divine Race, hah, trash. You've been suppressed all the way by me. What gives you the confidence to say such things!" Li Xiaotian spoke, his tone filled with mockery and disdain.
Upon hearing Li Xiaotian's words, Tian Qi was enraged. This sentence completely ignited the fury in his heart.
"You court death!"
Tian Qi shouted, unleashing his divine technique. Boundless divine might permeated outwards, sweeping across the eight directions, striking fear into hearts. This divine might caused the surrounding space to distort.
"Divine technique, the innate ultimate skill of the Divine Race. Divine techniques possess infinite power, and it's no exaggeration to call them the strongest arts!" Seeing this, Tian Qi's two helpers instinctively spoke, their expressions filled with shock.
Tian Qi held the bone sword and swept it out, carrying streaks of dazzling sword light that were impossible to defend against.
"Die!"
With a sword thrust towards Li Xiaotian, Tian Qi employed the Divine Race's supreme inheritance.
"Hmph!"
Li Xiaotian snorted coldly. He raised his right foot and stomped heavily on the ground, shattering a thousand-zhang giant rock. He waved his palm and punched out.
"Boom!"
The two collided, shattering the void. Terrifying fluctuations swept out in all directions.
Tian Qi grunted, staggering back several steps, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth, appearing utterly disheveled.
"How is this possible?"
"The Divine Race's strongest art only managed to scratch Li Xiaotian's skin. Could it be that Li Xiaotian's physical body is truly this terrifying?"
"His previous strike was clearly a direct confrontation with the divine technique using his physical body."
The two disciples of Tian Qi Palace were immensely shocked, sensing the terror of Li Xiaotian's physique.
"You're no match!" Li Xiaotian spoke, his tone dismissive.
"Arrogant! Since you court death, I shall fulfill your wish."
Tian Qi roared, his anger boundless, his face completely contorted. He charged forward again, refusing to believe it. He repeatedly used his strongest methods, attempting to suppress and kill Li Xiaotian.
But time and again, Li Xiaotian was able to easily block Tian Qi's attacks, making Tian Qi more frustrated and more shocked with each encounter.
"Brother Tian Qi, I've come to assist you."
At this moment, Tian Qi's two helpers intervened. They burned their potential, temporarily boosting their combat strength to help Tian Qi.
Although the battle between Li Xiaotian and Tian Qi had shocked them and left them despairing, as fellow prodigies, how could they be intimidated? They immediately launched a fierce attack.
"Boom!"
Li Xiaotian unleashed a palm strike, divine light erupting, crushing down like a mountain, sending Tian Qi flying and spitting out a large amount of blood.
Then, he actively moved to meet the other two.