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Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

The Clear-Wood Saintess and Yun Lan eventually believed Black Puppy's words. They understood it wouldn't lie to them.

If Black Puppy felt Qingfeng Li was in danger, it would rush to help immediately.

The Clear-Wood Saintess prayed silently, "Qingfeng Li, please be safe. I believe in you."

Yun Lan was praying as well. They were concerned about Qingfeng Li because he was their only reliance in this dangerous arena.

If Qingfeng Li died, they wouldn't have good endings either.

In the other direction, the Vast Sky Saint Son stared at the Linglong Saintess, saying coldly, "You were trying to stop me from attacking Qingfeng Li. Now it seems unnecessary for me to take action. Qingfeng Li will be killed by the Nine-Headed Golden Lion even if I don't attack."

The Linglong Saintess shook her head, saying, "The Nine-Headed Golden Lion's Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer is truly powerful. Even I can't guarantee that I will beat him. But I believe Qingfeng Li will be okay."

The Vast Sky Saint Son frowned a bit and showed a touch of disappointment, saying, " Linglong Saintess, at this moment, you're still confident in Qingfeng Li? I don't understand. You have never met him before. Why are you so sure that he will win?"

The Linglong Saintess smiled slightly, saying, "Intuition."

The Vast Sky Saint Son rolled his eyes and was speechless.

They were both from saint sects and had reached the upper-grade. They were well-known in the self-cultivation world, ranking at the top of Hidden Dragon List, and were very likely to break into the Immortal Realm in the future.

But the Linglong Saintess put her bet on Qingfeng Li only based on her intuition. It was ridiculous and would make the self-cultivators on other saint planets laugh their teeth off.

The Vast Sky Saint Son sneered and said, "Linglong Saintess, you're confident in Qingfeng Li, but I believe in the Nine-Headed Golden Lion. How about a bet?"

The Linglong Saintess smiled and said, "Good, I like gambling. I'll bet my Cosmic Pearl with you. It's an upper-grade saint treasure and can resist the attack from thunder."

The Cosmic Pearl was made from Cosmic Essence with a history of 100 thousand years. It was polished by the force of space and had condensed the laws, holding power to reverse the heavens and earth. It ranked in the top 50 on the Saint Item List and was a very powerful upper-grade saint treasure.

The Vast Sky Saint Son was tempted. He was an upper-grade Saint with many Dharma Treasures, but nobody would say no to more treasures.

Moreover, the Cosmic Pearl was a very famous space Dharma Treasure in the cultivation world. It was a remarkable treasure that could split the thunder in the sky.

The Vast Sky Saint Son laughed and said, "Linglong Saintess, since you took out the Cosmic Pearl, I don't want to be cheap. I'll bet my Heavenly Silk Saint Robe. It is an upper-grade saint robe and can resist the attack from upper-grade Saints."

The Heavenly Silk Saint Robe was made from 100 thousand year old silk. It could resist fire and water and was as famous as the Cosmic Pearl.

The Linglong Saintess also showed a touch of delight.

She agreed to the wager. They took a smiling look at each other, then focused on the fight between Qingfeng Li and the Nine-Headed Golden Lion. After all, they betted on different ones and the results of the bet depended on how the fight went.

Not only did the Linglong Saintess and the Vast Sky Saint Son bet on this fight, the Heavenly-sword Saint Son, Furious-blade Saint Son, and other self-cultivators were also betting.

It was a very dangerous and intense fight, but they were all powerful self-cultivators who had their ways to defend and weren't afraid of being affected by the fight.

Besides, it was the Fallen Immortal Arena here, with the support of powerful immortal forces. The remnant auras of the Thunder Immortal from the Desolation Era of the Universe could suppress these Saints.

Otherwise, under the attack power of Qingfeng Li and the Nine-Headed Golden Lion, this place would have been ruined long ago, and there would be no more treasures left for them to search.

Qingfeng Li and the Nine-Headed Golden Lion were locked in the battle in the sky. Their intense fight shattered the heaven and the earth, dimmed the sun and the moon, reversed the entire space.

The earth split; the sky cracked; the cracks spread away like a spider web.

All the people around were dumbfounded with shock in their eyes.

They had never felt the power so closely until this moment. Upper-grade Saints were truly impressive. They could definitely destroy the world with their attacks.

Meanwhile, the surrounding self-cultivators also felt a little lucky. Fortunately, it was the Fallen Immortal Arena here. If it were another place, they would have been crushed along with everything around.

Qingfeng Li and the Nine-Headed Golden Lion kept fighting and moved above the lake. Of course, Qingfeng Li was at a disadvantage.

The Nine-Headed Golden Lion's Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer was invincible, smashing heavily at Qingfeng Li with every strike. The bones in Qingfeng Li's arms, shoulders, legs, chest, and everywhere else were broken.

With most of his bones cracked, Qingfeng Li looked miserable.

He was like a soft noodle, or a rubber ball, taking all hits from the Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer from the sky.

he unbearable pain felt like being stung by needles or being crushed by rocks. Qingfeng Li was very pained, but he endured all this.

Qingfeng Li kept operating his Clairvoyance ability with his right eye, shooting out golden lights and observing the Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer. He wanted to learn from it.

Qingfeng Li had realized the attack method of the Ninth Stance of the Heavenly Hammer was similar to the fourth technique of his Yin-Yang Saint Sword.

But there was some difference. After all, the Nine-Headed Golden Lion used the Golden Saint Hammer, and Qingfeng Li used sword techniques.

Although they were different weapons, the techniques were somehow similar.

Qingfeng Li had great talent in comprehending, which could help him learn his techniques from others' attacks. He had used this power before and wanted to apply it once more.

Of course, the Nine-Headed Golden Lion knew nothing about it. Otherwise, he would be astonished, because Qingfeng Li was trying to learn his techniques regardless of the danger.

Qingfeng Li knew that if he managed to learn the fourth move of the Yin-Yang Sword Technique, he could definitely break the seal on the Yin-Yang Saint Sword and turn it into a pinnacle-tier saint treasure.

At that time, Qingfeng Li would be invincible and be able to kill the Nine-Headed Golden Lion or any other upper-grade Saints with a single slash of his sword.