Calamity of Tomorrow

After numerous failed attempts, Zhou Bai immediately realized the issue: "Are these immortals all guarding against me at this moment, or could it be that the Heavenly Arena can even block the effects of the language of the Nine Calamities of Heaven and Man?"

However, Zhou Bai simply smiled and withdrew. The entry of Tu Tianmo onto the arena also meant that only Xiang Tiandi, an immortal, was left at the scene.

"It's perfect, I'll deal with Xiang Tiandi first. With Li Xiuzhu's strength, even if he can't defeat Tu Tianmo, he can hold on for a long time."

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away on scorched earth, Zhou Bai's Twisted Shadow looked at the ground with a faint smile on its face.

Now with Tu Tianmo on the arena, if his real body could hold off Xiang Tiandi, then the Twisted Shadow would have the chance to retrieve the Primeval Dao Repository #07 and break through to the seventh realm on the spot, boosting Zhou Bai's strength once again.

Zhou Bai telepathically said, "Plan A failed, I can't affect Tu Tianmo. I'm going to deal with Xiang Tiandi now; you must hold on."

Li Xiuzhu replied, "There's about half an hour left until the end of the first seven days on the arena, be very careful."

After speaking telepathically with Li Xiuzhu, Zhou Bai then exited the mountain range to revert to his real body and begin dealing with Xiang Tiandi.

Just as Zhou Bai was leaving, on the Heavenly Arena, Li Xiuzhu's right fist clenched violently, with dragon might and fist intent mixed together, ready to push the Great Sky Flipping Fist Intent once again.

But at that moment, a little girl's apparition appeared in front of him and gently grabbed his fist, "Big brother, everyone is asleep... What should I do..."

Li Xiuzhu's fist loosened slightly, and in the next moment, his eyes burst with brilliance, his eyes slightly reddened, and his trembling fist tore the soul before him to shreds.

But in that instant, the consciousness of Ying Long from the previous generation, which he had suppressed deep in his sea of consciousness, began to fiercely resist.

Li Xiuzhu frowned, "Why resist now?"

The consciousness of the previous Ying Long, having been harshly disciplined by him, had been quiet for a long time. But now, for some unknown reason, it started to resist intensely.

Li Xiuzhu had to use most of his fist intent to suppress the previous Ying Long, but at the same time, it seemed he could see more apparitions and more hands gripping his body.

"Xiuzhu, come and atone with us."

"Brother, I miss you so much."

"Little brother, what are you daydreaming about? Come and join mom and dad."

Li Xiuzhu roared loudly, guarding his mind fiercely, forcing himself to ignore those apparitions. However, his condition was truly not good; thus, he stopped resisting the sword aura directly and took out a charm, turning his body into an intangible state almost instantly.

He wanted to temporarily rely on the charm's defense to focus his energy on suppressing the prior Ying Long.

But in the next moment, his body returned to normal as the energy of the charm was depleted.

Sword light swept across, and streaks of blood bloomed on Li Xiuzhu's body, turning it into a bloody mess.

At the same time, deep thoughts flooded into his body with the injuries.

He could seemingly see pairs of eyes filled with resentment and fear opening on his body.

Ying Long in his sea of consciousness stirred up trouble, "Li Xiuzhu! Give me back my body!"

Familiar whispers reached his ears, "Xiuzhu, come with us."

Li Xiuzhu activated another charm, trying to instantaneously heal his injuries.

But still, it failed, and the energy of this charm was also exhausted at that moment.

Li Xiuzhu was slightly stunned, "Such a coincidence..."

However, Tu Tianmo would not show mercy at such a clear opportunity; he aimed to exterminate demons and secure peace for the world.

Since Li Xiuzhu had repeatedly erred, Tu Tianmo had been brewing his sword move.

In the sky, countless sword lights rose like a rising sun, accompanied by bursts of purple aura, unleashing a shocking purple light.

On the ground, streams of Sword Qi converged, seemingly forming a bright moon reflecting the sword light in the sky.

The entire arena seemed to turn into a world of swords.

"With the sword striding across heaven and earth, grinding the sun and moon..."

Accompanied by Tu Tianmo's light chant, Li Xiuzhu's body was covered by endless sword light and Sword Qi, gradually dissipating in the air like sand.

At this moment, Zhou Bai, stirring the eras and summoning winds and clouds that led to a direct attack by the ten great immortals of heaven, Li Xiuzhu, the Sky Flipping Sect Leader, died before everyone.

Countless people were stirred by this scene.

Some were sad, others cheered.

Tu Tianmo walked out from the Luotian Realm and gazed coldly at the arena, "Li Xiuzhu, I wonder if at your last moment, you regretted the deeds of your lifetime."

Xiang Tiandi looked at this scene, his heart filled with doubts, "Li Xiuzhu is dead, so why hasn't the arena disappeared yet? Could there be some hidden mystery?"

Ignoring the thoughts of the two great deities, thousands of cultivators at the scene cheered.

Zhang Tianxin said, "As expected, the strength gap between deities and mortals is too vast. After Lord Tu Tianmo made his move, Li Xiuzhu stood no chance."

Tu Tianmo stood inside the Floating Palace, looking at the arena and shook his head, "So what if he activated the demonic bloodline... In front of a deity, who isn't weak?"

Xiang Haocu sighed, "It's finally over." But thinking about the upcoming situation, his eyes revealed a shade of sadness once more.

Beside him, Zhao Yue sighed, "I hope that after this battle, fewer people will activate the demonic bloodline."

Meanwhile, the whole world was shaken by the end of this battle.

Countless followers of the Sky Flipping Sect cried out in agony, as if they had lost a close relative.

Some civilians, less deeply involved with the Sky Flipping Sect, were anxious, worrying about being purged by the heavenly court in the aftermath. They resolved never to touch the "Heavenly Demon Ten Techniques."

Inside Donghua City, Jiaojiao heaved a long sigh, a trace of guilt flickering in her mind, "Li Xiuzhu, I'm sorry, but I really couldn't let Zhou Bai take the risk. Don't worry, he will surely accomplish what you couldn't."

Back on the battlefield, Zhou Bai had just returned to his physical body when he witnessed the scene of Li Xiuzhu being slain, his mind slightly stunned.

"I was just about to advance to their high ground, Li Xiuzhu, how could you not hold on?"

Christina spoke with a mix of excitement and nervousness, "What do we do, Zhou Bai? Shall we go up?"

Zhou Bai exhaled and said helplessly, "Originally, I really didn't want to appear on TV this time. But now the stage has been pushed right in front of me, and I have no choice but to step up."

So, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Zhou Bai suddenly burst forth, step by step, treading the atmosphere, heading toward the arena.

Zhang Tianxin, Lin Xiang, and others watched this scene in shock, "Qin Hao, what are you doing? Don't just rush out, come back!"

But Zhou Bai let out a long howl, sounding like a dragon tearing through the clouds, displaying his surging power, "Tu Tianmo, it's our turn next."

Xiang Tiandi watched this scene, his brows slightly furrowed. Casually, a force of Primordial Spirit pressed down from the space, the green-colored Primordial Spirit force appearing like a giant green hand, trying to swat Zhou Bai away, not wanting him to cause trouble.

In his view, with his deity-level Primordial Spirit force, even a casual strike was enough to crush any mortal cultivator.

"Xiang Tiandi, don't interfere with me."

However, facing Xiang Tiandi's Primordial Spirit force, Zhou Bai didn't retreat a step. With a light shout, he struck out with a punch.

All three nodes opened by the Supreme Mysterious Divine Thunder Breath blasted open simultaneously, and crude, ferocious thunder and flame burst aggressively towards Xiang Tiandi's Primordial Spirit force.

Three times Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit power burst out, directly scattering Xiang Tiandi's force with a violent punch.

Following that, Zhou Bai's physique exploded, bones and joints stretching inch by inch, emitting a sound like the clash of gold and iron.

Each segment of his spine seemed like steel columns striking together, emitting bursts of roaring sounds.

Streams of gray Primordial Spirit force tore through his clothes, raging like flames from his body.

He stepped towards the arena, each footfall bursting the air, creating fierce winds.

Twelve blue rays of light rose behind his head, emitting a breathtaking aura, shining on Zhou Bai's body, casting a jade-like sheen that stunned all onlookers.

It seemed as if his body was no longer made of flesh, but crafted of jade and gemstone, akin to a deity's statue in a temple.

The twelve rays of light seemed to absorb every bit of light from the air, darkening the entire sky as if night had suddenly fallen, leaving only the faint blue glow emanating from Zhou Bai himself, drawing everyone's attention.

In this round of drastic transformation, Zhou Bai had reverted to his original appearance.

At this moment, it was as if a dragon hidden in the dust had suddenly transformed, shocking the entire field.

Even those who did not know Zhou Bai, now seeing his transformation, watching his punch break through Xiang Tiandi's Primordial Spirit force, and witnessing the twelve rays of light rising behind him, suddenly realized something...

Zhang Tianxin roared in his mind, "A master! A supreme master! Another who can match the deities in prowess!"