Chapter 196: Double Dragon Fight, Victory and Defeat

On the white jade plaza, even the sound of the wind seemed to freeze at this moment.

Countless eyes were fixed on the two figures who had just passed each other.

Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang stood back to back.

The dazzling silver light on Zhou Yuan's body began to dim, then flowed down like a liquid, eventually forming a silver orb that floated beside him.

*Pfft!*

As soon as the silver armor fell away, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood. A sharp pain shot through his glabella, almost causing him to faint on the spot.

However, he forcefully endured it. He could feel the spirit in his glabella rapidly dimming.

Fortunately, the Sacred Soul Crystal began to glow, enveloping his spirit. A cool sensation flowed into his spirit, allowing him to retain his last shred of consciousness.

"It seems Zhou Yuan is severely injured?" Exclamations arose from countless onlookers, both inside and outside the Sacred Ruins, as they watched the scene unfold.

Everyone could sense that Zhou Yuan's Genesis Qi was rapidly weakening, a clear sign that he was too weak to continue fighting.

The six envoys, including Mu Wuji and Zhao Pan, stared intently, not daring to blink.

Under the watchful eyes, Zhou Yuan lightly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth on the plaza. This time, his use of "Silver Shadow" was very brief, so he didn't collapse unconscious as he had before.

Even so, Zhou Yuan felt his spirit in his glabella was extremely weak. At this moment, he truly had no strength left to fight.

However, Zhou Yuan's expression showed no sign of panic.

He lowered his gaze to his palm, where blood was dripping from his fingertips. It wasn't his blood...

"Wu Huang, what's mine, none of you... can take away," Zhou Yuan said calmly.

From where they stood back to back, Wu Huang's hoarse voice came: "How can this be?! How could I possibly lose to a piece of trash like you?! I refuse to accept it!"

His low roar was filled with fury and indignation.

"You were too arrogant," Zhou Yuan said.

Wu Huang's face contorted. He remembered what Wu Yao had told him when he left the Great Wu Royal Palace.

"Wu Huang, one day, you will be defeated by your own pride and arrogance."

At the time, he had scoffed at her words, never having taken that 'crippled dragon' from Great Zhou seriously. He viewed Zhou Yuan as an ant, believing he could easily crush him into an abyss of eternal damnation with a flick of his hand.

Yet, he had never imagined this scene today...

The ant he once scorned had crushed all his trump cards...

His former pride had completely vanished into thin air.

"I... don't believe it..." Wu Huang mumbled.

A thin line of blood slowly appeared around his neck. The next instant, Wu Huang's head slid down from his neck...

Blood spurted into the sky.

Inside and outside the Sacred Ruins, silence reigned, followed by countless gasps echoing through the air.

"Wu Huang was actually killed!"

A series of stunned gazes fixated on the scene. No one had expected the unfathomable Wu Huang to be personally slain here by a young man at the Heavenly Gate stage.

Mu Wuji also stood with his mouth agape, then shook his pipe and muttered, "How did that kid manage it?!"

Just moments before, he had been certain that Zhou Yuan was doomed!

But who would have thought that Zhou Yuan would directly break through Wu Huang's terrifying offensive, instantly turning the tide of battle, and decapitating Wu Huang, destroying his physical body...

"How is this possible?!"

Zhao Pan also roared, his face dark, as he abruptly stood up, his eyes grimly fixed on the mirror, filled with disbelief.

He, too, couldn't believe that Wu Huang had actually been defeated by Zhou Yuan!

The entire realm was filled with continuous uproar, but no matter how incredulous they were, the scene in the light mirror made them realize the harsh reality.

Within the Sacred Ruins, Xiao Tianxuan and Gu Ling stared dumbfounded at the sight.

A moment later, they both swallowed hard. When they looked at Zhou Yuan's figure again, a hint of fear unexpectedly crept into their eyes. They knew too well how powerful Wu Huang was, yet even someone as formidable as Wu Huang had been defeated by Zhou Yuan...

At the same time, on the Sacred Ladder, the fifth through ninth stone platforms suddenly erupted with brilliant light.

As the light faded, the scenes on the five stone platforms became clearly visible.

On the fifth stone platform, Lu Luo sat cross-legged, her small face pale. Her pet, Xiao Han, was also listless on her shoulder, its body dim with fading light.

Not far in front of her, a lifelike ice sculpture glowed in the sunlight. Inside, Zhu Ying's face was frozen, unmoving.

On the sixth stone platform, Zhen Xu's clothes were torn, and countless deep sword marks covered his body. However, not much blood flowed, making his body resemble a dried corpse.

Before him, Jiang Quan was also covered in wounds, but one had pierced directly through his glabella...

On the seventh stone platform, Zuoqiu Qingyu's delicate foot rested on the shoulder of a figure as stout as an iron tower. Traces of blood around her small mouth made her red lips appear even more enchanting.

The tower-like man named Qin Tong beneath her was on one knee, his fate unknown.

On the eighth stone platform, the entire platform seemed to have exploded. Amidst the rubble, Ning Zhan crawled out, covered in wounds, but with a fanatical smile on his face.

In the nearby ruins, scattered white hair was faintly visible.

On the ninth stone platform, two figures sat cross-legged.

Sword Blindie's body was riddled with blood holes, his face pale, and the hand gripping his heavy black sword trembled continuously.

In front of him, Ye Ming also sat cross-legged, but a deep sword wound stretched across his chest, from his shoulder all the way to his abdomen, almost splitting him in two.

Both of their injuries were extremely severe.

It was a mutual defeat.

Upon seeing this scene, the entire realm erupted in an uproar once more, though this was quickly followed by cheers. This was because, apart from the ninth stone platform, it seemed that the prodigies of the Cangxuan Continent had emerged victorious on all the other platforms...

However, Lu Luo, Zuoqiu Qingyu, and the others on the stone platforms looked up towards the peak of the Sacred Mountain. Then, they saw Zhou Yuan kneeling on one knee, and behind him, Wu Huang, whose head had fallen, with blood spurting into the sky...

"This monster..." Lu Luo mumbled.

"To be able to achieve this..." Zhen Xu whispered.

Zuoqiu Qingyu's beautiful eyes brightened. She smiled enchantingly and slyly said, "It seems... this guy is quite a good choice too..."

Ning Zhan's expression was solemn as he stared at Zhou Yuan's figure. "This guy is incredibly strong. I really want to... fight him!"

Sword Blindie, Li Chunjun, lightly gripped his heavy sword, then after a moment of silence, said, "Zhou Yuan, it seems from now on, you will be an even better person for me to sharpen my sword against than Wu Huang..."

Ye Ming also coughed up a string of blood, then shook his head and chuckled, "Haha, Wu Huang, Wu Huang, I really didn't expect you would ultimately fall into his hands..."

At this very moment,

All eyes from across the entire realm converged on the white jade plaza.

The scene was exceptionally shocking.

Beneath the setting sun,

One figure knelt on one knee, the other's head had fallen, and blood spurted into the sky...