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Roaring winds howl as everyone cranes their necks upward, gazing at the third Supreme Arena.
Thunder crackles and lightning flashes across the sky, dark clouds densely packed as if brewing a storm.
After Zhao Qian executed his Martial Arts Secret Skill, the aura emanating from him surged to an alarming level, the terrifying fluctuations of power shattering the void, shaking the heavens, making hearts tremble incessantly.
And as time passed, the aura around Zhao Qian continued to grow; patterns formed from his essence blood writhed upon his body, nearly engulfing him, utterly sinister.
Rumbling thunder!
The Supreme Arena beneath Xiao Ye's feet trembled slightly, yet his figure remained unshaken, merely watching Zhao Qian calmly, with pity in his gaze.