"The Iron-Eater is too strong; even I get scared using it."

"A mere turtle."

Shi Jin spoke calmly.

At that moment, every contestant and spectator was stunned and horrified.

Holy shit.

What just happened?

On the judges' platform, Bai Chuanqi and the other two both jolted.

"A seventh-rank weapon—a seventh-rank weapon containing a dragon soul?"

By now the smoke had cleared, and Chen Yu stood on the arena, body battered and ravaged by ice and fire, covered in wounds. His expression was blank, as shocked as the spectators—no one had expected Shi Jin to casually pull out a weapon of such absurd rank.

It was like two sides fighting bare-handed, and one of them suddenly produced a rocket launcher.

Outside the arena, Bai Xi's jaw dropped as he remembered his own reminder to Shi Jin to prepare equipment, but...

Where the hell did Shi Jin get this sword???

Just as everyone watched this battle in awe, and Shi Jin once more raised the Ice Dragon Blade, intending to finish his opponent and claim victory—a sudden change!!

[Bullshit!!!]

[It's the Iron-Eater that's the mere one—a turtle is definitely stronger than the Iron-Eater, it's purely that this Jialuo who's dragging it down!]

A thunderous roar suddenly swept across the sky above the entire Martial Emperor Ruins, leaving everyone dumbstruck.

Shi Ying froze mid-motion too, his face a mask of bewilderment.

At that moment, the abrupt turn of events made Bai Chuanqi's hair stand on end; he sprang up and looked around, unable to understand what was happening.

Then an even stranger scene unfolded—in the sky, a pair of enormous crimson eyes materialized.

Under the gaze of those eyes...

Throughout the Martial Emperor Ruins, everyone except Shi Jin began to be wreathed in white light, and one by one they were teleported out of the ruins, leaving Shi Shuo alone in the empty Martial Emperor Ruins to face this bizarre spectacle.

"Holy shit." Having just finished his grand show, Shi Jin immediately fell apart, his face crumpling into a weeping expression.

Holy shit holy shit holy shit, what the hell is happening now!!!!!

Lu Yan, Senior Bai, Grandpa Bai, Grandpa Feng—save me————!

...

At the same time, outside the Martial Emperor Ruins, nearly ten thousand people appeared almost instantly within Wuling City, staring around in bewilderment.

Bai Chuanqi stood somewhere, dazed, and then, under their gaze, the nine outer stone pillars of Wuling City gave a uniform crack—kacha.

Each had split open with a fissure.

At this sight, Lu Heng, Bai Xi, Bai Chuanqi, and the ten thousand spectators who had been bewilderedly teleported out were all dumbstruck. Huh?