The Peerless Emperor

On the spot, Wei Wushuang almost called out in surprise. What kind of soul skill is this that can enhance his subordinates eighty-six times?

Terrifying!

This kind of ability left Wei Wushuang speechless and could even be described as frightening.

Wei Wushuang is now convinced that his disciple likely has the ability to compete for the Holy Order, with a success probability exceeding ninety percent.

The Nine Dragon Throne dissipated, turning into brilliant golden light that infused into his body. Lin Qian descended from mid-air and came to his numerous peak battle powers, surrounded by the crowd.

And around him, numerous peak battle powers of the Huaxia Empire were enveloped by multicolored light, dazzling and confusing.

Of course, the light on them not only made them look better but also truly enhanced their capabilities, rapidly increasing their strength.

"Take action!" In the next moment, Lin Qian's eyes turned cold, looking forward as he gave the order. The eight people in front of him, their soul energy vibrating.

Zhuge Ming was the first to move. As soul energy surged within him, a book suddenly appeared in his hand, transforming into a sky full of words.

Soul energy poured into these words, turning into chains that covered thousands of miles, rushing to the surroundings.

Chains of text intercrossed and slid, sealing power spread out, and in an instant, the space was entirely sealed by the array, completely limiting the range of combat.

The sealing power pervaded in this world, causing Mu Ding of the Wood Realm Clan from the Overlord Hall to change color dramatically: "This is bad! The person holding the book from the opposing side has sealed this world with the array. I cannot form the Wood Realm and can only use ordinary attack methods."

After Mu Ding finished speaking, his face was gloomy, and others sank in thought.

Among the nine from the Overlord Hall, Mu Ding's ability was particularly important. Forming the Wood Realm could confuse the opponent and increase their battle power.

The opponent doesn't know where they are, while they can clearly see.

Sealing the world also sealed Mu Ding's abilities. Unexpectedly, there is such a talented figure on the opposing side.

"Don't get distracted. Join forces and attack!" Sheng Li reassured everyone, speaking out.

But as he spoke, he suddenly noticed two people advancing towards them at alarming speed.

One wielded a spear like a dragon emerging from the sea, the other wielded a halberd like a war god descending to the earth.

Zhao Long and Lv Bu came together swiftly.

The Tailong Spear roared like a big dragon, piercing among them, causing their formation to collapse.

The halberd of unstoppable power slashed as if splitting mountains, forcing them to scatter apart.

The power contained in the spear and halberd is clearly felt by them. If they don't evade, they will be difficult to withstand, surely suffering serious injuries.

Just one impact made their formation collapse, making Sheng Li somewhat unable to accept it.

On another side, Qi Tian from the Strange Soul Clan of the Overlord Hall waved his hand to gather soul energy, transforming into an icy long spear directed at Zhao Long and Lv Bu rushing forwards.

The icy spear emitted frigid cold as it passed, freezing the surrounding world, chilling to the bone; ordinary soul martial artists would likely be affected, slowing their speed.

However, as this cold approached Zhao Long and Lv Bu, the multicolored light surrounding them instantly resisted the chill, allowing no advance.

Whiz! Whiz!

Soon after, two sharp arrows whistled past, accurately breaking through the icy spear, shattering it instantly.

Qi Tian's face stiffened, quickly turning his head to look elsewhere, only to find Li Rong far away, holding a seemingly ordinary longbow and smiling towards him as if looking at a child.

"Damn it!" Qi Tian cursed under his breath, but at that moment, he felt a chill rising from his spine, alertly retreating backwards.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly held his shoulder, halting his retreat.

Unbeknownst to him, a handsome, even feminine man wearing black soft armor surrounded by black mist had arrived beside him.

"Very alert, but being targeted by me, Ji Qing, you can't escape."

With the words spoken, Ji Qing reached out towards Qi Tian's neck with a gentle stroke.

Suddenly, a brilliant light erupted from Qi Tian's throat, blocking Ji Qing's stroke.

But Qi Tian was instantly enveloped in white light, disappearing from his place.

The next moment, his figure appeared on the arena in mid-air, clearly sealed by that arena.

According to the rules of the Saint Institute's battle, Qi Tian has been determined dead, eliminated from the match, and cannot make further moves. It's only because of the protective array of the battle that he did not die but was transported to this place.

When transported to the arena, Qi Tian was still somewhat dazed, unable to react.

Let alone him, even the observing students didn't react.

How is it that just at the beginning, someone from the Overlord Hall has been eliminated?

"Careful, gather!" Liu Jianqing noticed the anomaly and quickly reminded, everyone else also instantly gathered closely.

Shua!

Sword light flickered, thousands of sword qi filled the air, vibrating in all directions, forcing everyone to retreat once again, scattering apart.

Hua Ling took action and controlled the field instantly.

Zhao Long and Lv Bu seized the opportunity to act, taking control, dispersing the remaining eight of the Overlord Hall, preventing them from gathering together.

The soul energy originally linked between them started dispersing, barely tangible, unable to form the special skill of combined attack.

Elsewhere, Ji Qing emerged, mocking with a smile, his figure shrouded in black mist. As the mist dispersed, he directly vanished into midair, frustratingly elusive.

Xu Meng held up a giant shield, blocking the attacks from the Thunder Clan and Bursting Flame Clan's members of the Overlord Hall, completely halting them, not allowing them to advance even a step.

On Li Rong's side, he made few moves, yet each was extremely precise, disrupting the Overlord Hall's attacks, preventing their actions or weakening their protective soul energy.

Zhuge Ming maintained the sealing power, standing still, calm, with no intentions of further action.

Guan Yi, carrying his Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, stood still, yet those observant noticed a continuous stream of red light on him, seemingly preparing for something.

But everyone watching had only one thought.

Strong!

So strong!

The nine elite warriors of the Overlord Hall are formidable, with a combined attack technique almost defying the heavens; otherwise, why would everyone believe Lin Qian couldn't win?

That is the former nine warriors from the Overlord Hall who created an eighteen-game winning streak in the Saint Institute battle, their strength deeply ingrained in people's hearts.

But Lin Qian and others shattered the powerful image of the Overlord Hall, revealing a battle power that amazed everyone, almost unbelievable.

Even Qi Tian from the Strange Soul Clan of the Overlord Hall was resolved so easily.

Thinking of the elusive Ji Qing, many couldn't help feeling a chill on their necks, as if someone might anytime clench their throat for a gentle stroke, just like Qi Tian.