110: A showdown of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art! The true and false successors of the ruthless master.

The Grand Sect Establishment Ceremony, with hosts and guests enjoying themselves (on the surface).

After several rounds of drinks and dishes.

As per tradition, it was time for the most anticipated segment—

Friendly sparring for entertainment.

To put it plainly, it was for the younger generation to fight on stage to liven up the spirits of the old folks.

"Sect Master Li, I hear that the Disciples of your esteemed Sect are all exceptional. Might we have the honor of witnessing their prowess?"

An Elder from a Holy Land suggested with a fake smile.

"Indeed, indeed! Especially those young heroes on the heavenly prodigy ranking, we have long admired them!"

Everyone echoed in agreement.

While they spoke of "witnessing their prowess," in reality, they all harbored ill intentions.

They had felt so stifled while presenting gifts earlier; if they didn't reclaim some face now, how could they continue to operate in the Central Plains?

The people from Yaoguang Holy Land, in particular, had unfriendly gazes.

Li Daoxuan looked at the old foxes below, each with their own schemes, and sneered inwardly.

Want to watch a show?

Fine.

Then I'll put on a grand one for you.

He picked up his wine cup, took a sip, and said calmly:

"Very well."

"My Disciples, since all you Seniors are so interested, go up and... play with them."

"Remember, stop before causing serious harm; don't kill anyone."

"Yes!"

Xiao Chen and the others responded in unison, all eager to try their hands.

However.

Before they could even choose their opponents.

"Wait."

A gentle voice suddenly rang out in the arena.

The Yaoguang Holy Son slowly stood up.

His star-like eyes did not look at Xiao Chen, nor at Ye Fan.

Instead, they fell directly upon the black-clad girl, Leng Yanran, who had remained silent and exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay from beginning to end.

"I have long heard that Fairy Leng, the second Disciple of the Hidden God Sect, possesses extraordinary sword skills and an ethereal temperament."

The Yaoguang Holy Son, with a perfect smile on his face, bowed slightly to Leng Yanran.

"I am unworthy, but I wish to... exchange a few Moves with Fairy."

"Fairy, would you do me the honor?"

At these words, the entire audience was in an uproar.

"What's happening? The Yaoguang Holy Son is actually going to enter the fray personally?"

"And he's challenging not the eldest Disciple Xiao Chen, but that obscure second Disciple?"

"This is interesting. Does this woman have something special about her?"

Li Daoxuan watched this scene, a playful curve on his lips.

Here it comes.

The fox's tail, finally couldn't be hidden.

This fellow is after Leng Yanran's "Empress Origin."

Leng Yanran slowly raised her head.

Her cold eyes fiercely clashed with the Yaoguang Holy Son's smiling, starry eyes in mid-air.

There were no sparks.

Only a kind of... scrutiny, between equals, towards a prey.

"Alright."

A single word, softly uttered from her lips.

Cool and decisive... In the center of the plaza, on the massive martial arts stage.

The two stood facing each other.

One, clad in white as snow, enveloped in Holy Light, like an exiled immortal from the Nine Heavens.

The other, in black like ink, with Killing Intent contained, like a demonic maiden from the Nine Netherworlds.

Just standing together, they formed a visually striking scene.

"Fairy, please."

The Yaoguang Holy Son maintained his polite demeanor, making a gesturing invitation.

Leng Yanran did not stand on ceremony.

"Clang!"

The demonic sword was unsheathed.

She transformed into a black lightning bolt, without any flashy Moves, just the simplest, most direct... thrust!

Fast!

Accurate!

Ruthless!

This sword strike, imbued with the Oblivion Sword Intent she had newly comprehended from the Supreme Scripture of Forgetfulness, was enough to pierce through a Golden Core Cultivator's Protective Aura!

However.

Facing this fatal sword strike.

The Yaoguang Holy Son's face showed no ripple of emotion.

He merely raised his right hand slightly, two fingers as fair as jade.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound.

That demonic sword, capable of cleaving mountains, was effortlessly... caught between his two fingers!

"What?!"

Leng Yanran's pupils sharply contracted.

And the Yaoguang Holy Son, in turn, gave her a "kind" smile.

"Fairy's sword is too cold."

"Perhaps... I should help warm it up for you."

With that.

A flash of divine light at his fingertips!

"Holy Light Illumination!"

Boom!

Dazzling golden Holy Light erupted from his fingertips, as brilliant as the sun, instantly engulfing Leng Yanran's figure!

That was the Yaoguang Holy Land's guardian ultimate technique!

Filled with the power of light and purification, it had a natural suppression over Demonic Path Cultivation Techniques!

"Oh no! Senior Sister is in danger!" Xiao Chen and the others exclaimed.

However.

The next second.

A scene that left everyone dumbfounded occurred.

"Chhh—"

A soft sound.

Within that dazzling Holy Light.

A small black hole, dark as ink and constantly spinning, appeared out of thin air!

The black hole wasn't large, only about the size of a fist.

But the devouring power it emitted was utterly domineering!

The boundless Holy Light, upon contact with the black hole, was frantically devoured and refined as if it had met its nemesis!

In just one breath.

The martial arts stage, which had been radiant moments ago, returned to tranquility.

And Leng Yanran still stood in place, unharmed.

The entire audience was silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

They stared blankly at the small black hole suspended before Leng Yanran, feeling their minds struggling to comprehend.

"W-what is that?!"

"A black hole? She can create a black hole out of thin air?!"

"No! That aura... it's devouring power! Is it the legendary... long-lost... Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art?!"

"My heavens! The Yaoguang Holy Son is actually cultivating a Demonic Technique?!"

The crowd instantly exploded!

The Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art, that was a taboo among taboos!

It was the supreme demonic scripture that once plunged the world into chaos and rivers of blood!

For the Saint of a Righteous Path Holy Land to secretly Cultivate a Demonic Technique?

If this got out, the entire Yaoguang Holy Land would be nailed to the pillar of shame!

"Nonsense!"

An Elder from Yaoguang Holy Land was the first to jump up, pointing at Leng Yanran on the stage and shouting, outwardly fierce but inwardly timid:

"Are you all blind?!"

"That Demonic Technique was clearly unleashed by that demoness!"

"She is devouring the Holy Son's Holy Light power!"

Everyone paused at these words.

Right.

The black hole appeared in front of that woman.

Could it be... Just as everyone was still wondering.

The Yaoguang Holy Son on stage suddenly let out a painful grunt.

"Pfft—"

He violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face instantly turning ashen, and he staggered back several steps.

He pointed at the still expressionless Leng Yanran opposite him, his eyes filled with "shock" and "fury," his voice trembling.

"Demoness!"

"You... you actually dared to use the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art to absorb my spiritual power in broad daylight?!"

"How audacious of you!!"

That expression, that acting.

He was practically possessed by a master actor.

He used some unknown secret art to cleverly shift the aura of his Demonic Technique onto Leng Yanran.

He, meanwhile, perfectly disguised himself as a... victim.