Chapter 1075: Chapter 1075: Victory
What Nero didn’t know was that while he was horrified by Pei Yan’s abilities, Pei Yan was equally wary of Nero’s fully manifested Body Refining Technique. Through data analysis, Pei Yan realized that if he engaged in a prolonged battle with Nero in such a state, he would likely be at a disadvantage. Although he might still achieve ultimate victory in the end, the time for the match to conclude would be significantly delayed, which was not what Pei Yan wanted to see. Therefore, scaring him away was the best option for Pei Yan at the moment.
Ignoring the gradually departing Nero, Pei Yan, immersed in the recovery of his supernatural abilities, savored the satisfaction of draining Di Xin’s body of every last trace of energy. According to their agreement, Lin Junzhao transferred two of Pei Yan’s abilities to him, while other abilities transformed into fragments of origin that were absorbed back into Lin Junzhao’s energy entity. In this awakening, it could be said that Pei Yan himself wasn’t the biggest gainer, but rather Lin Junzhao, who, through Pei Yan’s awakening, not only simultaneously comprehended the Power of Origin related to annihilation but also made up for his own shortcomings during this period through the infusion of tribulations, regaining seventy percent of his peak power.
"Hoo~!" A large, dense Source Qi Group was expelled from Pei Yan’s mouth, and the two people inside and outside his body simultaneously emitted sounds of satisfaction and joy. As Pei Yan came to his senses, he kicked the lifeless and mummified Di Xin at his feet, then turned towards Ivan, who was hopping on one foot, making his way toward the edge of the arena.
"Get away! You devil! Stay away from me! Stay away from me!" Ivan kept jumping while looking back continuously. Seeing Pei Yan advancing step by step, his face was full of terror as he waved his hands desperately, releasing one vicious dog after another in an attempt to halt Pei Yan’s progress.
Poof! Poof! Poof! Not a single vicious dog even had the chance to get close to Pei Yan before being torn to shreds by the Power of Space midway. The killing intent they emitted was collected by Pei Yan without exception. Pei Yan leaped in one bound and landed in front of Ivan again. Seeing the eyes filled with despair, Pei Yan smiled slightly and said, "The killing intent you have only makes me more ruthless in choosing how to deal with you, but it won’t affect me much otherwise." As he said this, Pei Yan tapped his skull with his finger and laughed, "No matter what influences are out there, as long as I wish it, I can maintain the best combat strategy in battle. Unlike Di Xin, there’s not much personal vendetta between us. Killing you is more about the opposing factions and the promised reward from others. Rest assured, your death won’t be painful—close your eyes, and I’ll make it swift for you!"
Ivan had a thousand things he wanted to say, wanted to run, to curse, to beg for mercy, but the words that surfaced couldn’t leave his mouth. As he watched Pei Yan’s iron hand grow larger in his vision, all he could do was smile bitterly and accept his fate by closing his eyes.
"Nero!"
A moment later, the anticipated death didn’t arrive, and Pei Yan’s angry voice rang out from behind. Ivan opened his eyes in surprise to see the anxious face of Nero.
"What are you dazing out for! Quick, announce our withdrawal with me!"
"Oh, I understand!" Ivan was overjoyed, having no time to question Nero’s previous actions against him. Now, Nero appeared as a savior in his eyes. With this reminder, he unhesitatingly joined Nero in shouting, "I admit defeat~! Ah!"
On the other side, Pei Yan, whose palm strike had missed, felt the faint spatial fluctuations before him. He hadn’t expected that after calculating every detail, he would underestimate Nero’s patience in rescuing a comrade. As Ivan was about to be transported away by a prearranged Space Rune at the moment when Pei Yan was most relaxed.
Betrayed and enraged, Pei Yan turned angrily in midair and used the Broken Prison Space technique against Ivan, who had already started announcing his surrender. Just as Ivan uttered the words "I admit," he felt a chilling breeze through his throat, causing a large amount of blood to gush out from the wound on his neck.
At that critical moment, the defensive array of the arena was finally lifted! Ivan’s injury, which had just opened up, healed as a large amount of blood soaked his chest. He thought he was doomed, but seeing Pei Yan rushing towards him, he fell to the ground in fear, exclaiming, "The match is over! You can’t kill me! You can’t kill me!"
Boom!
A tall figure appeared in front of Ivan, retreating a few steps after a loud bang before stabilizing his stance. Ivan, now rescued, finally calmed down upon realizing who had come to his aid. Yet, he felt a chilling fear at Pei Yan’s prowess, which had even forced this mighty figure to retreat a few steps after exchanging blows.
"Pei Yan! The match is over! Are you still trying to commit violence?" The Candle Dragon, who had leaped onto the arena to rescue his disciple, roared at Pei Yan, who he had knocked away.
"Ah! Sorry, I couldn’t hold back for a moment! Isn’t this kind of situation common in these matches? Just like your disciple’s previous attack on my upper envoy!" Having exchanged a blow with the Candle Dragon and felt the invading source energy cause half his body to throb and twitch with numbness, Pei Yan was fortunate enough that Lin Junzhao intervened in time to alleviate the situation, allowing Pei Yan to respond calmly and easily.
The Candle Dragon glared at Pei Yan but didn’t immediately lash out. Instead, he turned to the sidelines and roared, "Lin Ruxue! Give me an explanation! Why, when my people were already outside looking for the Immortal Palace elders to announce the end of the match, didn’t you lift the arena’s defenses in time, causing my disciple’s death in vain!"
"Why are you shouting?" Lin Ruxue, having been called out by name, coldly snorted as she gracefully descended to one side of the arena, looking at the Candle Dragon with disdain. "Do you think you can just lift the defensive array as you please? If it were before, perhaps! But given the situation earlier, you should be aware as well. Four Children of Origin in a deathmatch on the arena with eighty-one tribulations descending! If the defensive array wasn’t reinforced, what consequences would there have been on the densely packed high-level cultivators present outside? Even my disciples and I joined in reinforcing the array. Such a reinforced array can’t be casually undone!"
"You!" The Candle Dragon pointed a finger at Lin Ruxue, knowing that she was making excuses. Even if the arena’s defensive array couldn’t be undone, someone from the Immortal Palace could have been sent to officially declare the match over, but she and her people had delayed and bickered back and forth, clearly wanting to see Pei Yan kill his disciple, taking advantage of the situation. Knowing that putting these grievances on the table would only be met with myriad excuses from the other side, the Candle Dragon swept his sleeves angrily and turned to point at Pei Yan, "And what about him using Lin Junzhao’s abilities during the match, can we discuss this as well? It’s a violation, and I demand his disqualification!"
"Such shameless remarks! Explain how Pei Yan used my abilities, then!" At that moment, Lin Junzhao emerged from Pei Yan’s body, forming a human shape and looking mockingly at the Candle Dragon.
