Just as he was wondering how long the clash between the two would last—
In the very next instant, a figure shot down from the heavens like a cannonball and smashed violently into the ground. The solid bluestone-paved floor shattered on impact, and a huge, gaping crater appeared in the middle of the arena.
Chu Ge focused his gaze—and the person lying in that pit was none other than the Luo Clan elder, Luo Tianhai!
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He had just been thinking about how long their fight would last. He never imagined that the very next moment, the victor would already be decided.
How long had it even been?
About a minute?
This old man… he really looks impressive but is actually useless.
Chu Ge secretly mocked him.
He had thought that since this Luo Clan elder had taken the initiative to challenge, he must have had some real skill. Who would have expected that in the blink of an eye, he'd be beaten into a dead dog?
What Chu Ge did not know was that Luo Tianhai had only barely broken through to the Eighth Heaven by sheer luck. For several hundred years afterward, he had made virtually no progress.
Even among experts of the Eighth Heaven, he ranked at the very bottom. If not for his Luo Clan background and the many powerful spirit arts he possessed, he would have long become a disgrace of the Eighth Heaven.
As for Luo Huangjun—setting everything else aside, in terms of cultivation alone, she had already reached the late stage of the Eighth Heaven, near perfect completion.
Her combat power far exceeded her cultivation realm. A peerless heaven-defying genius was no empty title.
As for Luo Tianhai, because his realm had been unstable right after his breakthrough—so unstable he nearly fell back down—it had taken him several hundred years to barely stabilize it. During that time, he had isolated himself from the outside world.
Though his cultivation was not low, he had already fallen behind the times.
He had no idea how many prodigies had risen during those hundreds of years.
And his understanding of Luo Huangjun was pitifully shallow.
Had he known all this, he would have tucked his tail between his legs and fled long ago—how would he have dared to fight Luo Huangjun?
As the person directly involved, Luo Tianhai actually began to regret his decision the very moment he exchanged blows with her.
The other party's strength completely overturned his understanding of reality!
Both of them were at the Eighth Heaven, yet the gap between them was like the difference between heaven and earth!
He attacked incessantly, madly unleashing powerful spirit arts, yet he could not even graze the corner of Luo Huangjun's robe!
After she casually erased several of his attacks, he linked his Divine Platform and manifested his Dharma Aspect.
But Luo Huangjun shattered that Dharma Aspect with a single strike—and sent him crashing down from the clouds!
From beginning to end, he did not possess even the slightest power to resist.
Only now did Luo Tianhai finally understand the looks in the eyes of the few elders of his branch when he had just emerged from seclusion, participated in the plotting of the Huanglong Seal, and volunteered to lead the team.
Those looks… were pity.
Before, he hadn't understood.
He couldn't understand why such a good assignment had fallen into his lap so easily.
In his mind, the plan was meticulous, the scheme perfectly arranged—once it succeeded, it would be a great merit.
And even if it failed, with the relationship between the Luo Clan and the Taihuang Holy Land, and with his status as a clan elder, he would at least be able to retreat unscathed.
Now he finally understood.
This was never a good assignment.
This place… was a dragon's lair and a tiger's den!
He had been used as a gun!
Luo Huangjun was unreasonably powerful—and her temperament was just as unreasonable.
His identity as a clan elder, as a senior, meant absolutely nothing in front of her. In her eyes, it was no different from dog shit—she simply did not care.
Struggling to his feet, Luo Tianhai shook the broken bricks and stones off his body.
Sensing the wavering instability of his cultivation realm, he felt like crying without tears.
It had taken him several hundred years to eliminate the hidden dangers from his forced breakthrough and stabilize his Eighth Heaven realm—yet now it was once again beginning to shake. If he failed to stabilize it in time, he would likely fall in cultivation!
He raised his eyes, and that figure as powerful as a divine demon came into view.
That cold, proud bearing was exactly the same as ever.
Luo Tianhai couldn't help but shudder. The might of that palm strike surfaced once more in his mind.
If she struck again…
He would likely be finished.