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Tianyin Sect and Jade Clear Sect had aligned themselves in the same trench, yet despite all their calculations, they had not anticipated that such a young man could have cultivated the Holy Hall's golden body to the ninth-tier extreme. Aside from uncontrollable factors, it would likely be difficult to find anyone in the world who could contend with him.

Feng Yi was not oblivious to this. Shu Ke's strength was probably still at Rank 1 pinnacle, but of course, that wasn't the main issue. The primary factor came from that flickering light; he could faintly sense the intense aura it contained, making it a defense that would be very difficult to breach, even by someone at a higher level.

Down in the Martial Arts Arena, disciples of both families bore varying degrees of injuries; it was clear that unless it was a last resort, Wu Tian would not have allowed Mengdie, the top disciple of the previous session, to personally take the field.