Witch, please have some self-respect!

Shen Yun's gaze swept over the savage beast and then landed on the arena.

At this moment, two figures were already fighting on the arena, one white and one silver, like two beams of light flashing and colliding on the gray-white stone surface.

Clad in white like snow, she is Shen Yao of the Celestial Clan; gleaming with silver light like the moon, she is Qi Qi, the Howling Moon Wolf of the Demon Clan.

Behind each of them, phantom images of true intent manifested. Behind Shen Yao, a huge vertical pupil slowly opened, pouring out purple-gold chaotic light.

Above Cicchi's head, a bright moon hung high, its silvery light surging out like a tide.

The two large seals collided in the center of the arena, exploding into rings of dazzling light.

Shen Yao's attacks were fierce, each strike carrying the judgmental power of the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, forcing Qi Qi to retreat repeatedly.

Qiqi was even faster, his figure like a ghost, moving around the arena, each dodge perfectly avoiding Shen Yao's fatal blow.

Occasionally, it would retaliate, its silvery-white claw marks tearing through the air and leaving deep grooves on the stone surface of the arena.

Although there is a difference in their strength, it will be difficult to determine a winner in a short period of time.

Shen Yao had a slight advantage; her Heavenly Punishment Eye True Meaning countered all unorthodox techniques, while Qi Qi's Moonlight True Meaning ultimately fell short in a fair and square head-on confrontation.

Below the arena, the Hundred-Eyed Heavenly Demon is challenging the Guardian Beast.

The colossal creature, resembling a crimson dragon, roared repeatedly under the onslaught of the Hundred-Eyed Heavenly Demon, spewing scorching flames that burned the ground within a radius of several hundred feet into scorched earth.

Hundreds of eyes on the Hundred-Eyed Heavenly Demon opened simultaneously, and eerie green light shot out from them, weaving into a large net in the void, enveloping the Crimson Dragon Beast.

It held the incantation of the Crimson Sky Burning Heaven Seal in its hand, and a large crimson seal condensed in its palm.

On the seal, eerie green light and crimson incandescent power intertwined, exuding a strange and violent aura.

It is waiting.

After Qiqi was defeated, he killed the savage beast with one blow, then stepped onto the arena and immediately went to fight Shen Yao.

Shen Yun withdrew his gaze from the Hundred-Eyed Heavenly Demon.

The timing of the appearance of the seal is not fixed, but one can appear within two or three days.

It's a real shame that once you snatch one, you can't get your hands on a second one.

Therefore, there are now five or six people in the Crimson Sky Domain who have obtained the Seal Technique Inheritance: Shen Yao, Qi Qi, Bai Tong Tian Yao, Xuan Hao Tian, ​​and Fang Qin.

Five people, five different mudras, five different blessings of true meaning.

They are all qualified to compete and vie for the first printed sutra.

Shen Yun's descent speed did not decrease, and the crimson rainbow light fell straight towards the arena.

He made no attempt to conceal his aura or hide his form; the tyrannical and domineering aura of the Flame Demon King spread in all directions like a tidal wave.

Wherever it passed, the grass and trees bowed their heads, the wild beasts prostrated themselves, and even the air became a few degrees hotter.

His arrival caused everyone's expression to change.

Shen Yao paused slightly in her hand seals, her gaze shifting from Qi Qi to the crimson rainbow in the sky, a hint of solemnity flashing across her cool face.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qiqi created distance, his silver-white figure retreating to the edge of the arena, his eerie green pupils fixed on the approaching light, a low growl escaping his throat.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon stopped what it was doing.

It retreated from the savage beast, and hundreds of eyes simultaneously turned to the sky, a hint of fear and anger flashing in their eerie green pupils.

Xuan Haotian and Fang Qin emerged from the shadows at some point, looking up at the crimson rainbow light with different expressions.

Over the past few days, everyone has come to realize that in a ring battle, probably no one in the entire Crimson Sky Domain can rival the Flame Demon King.

It wasn't that Shen Yao wasn't strong enough, Qi Qi wasn't fast enough, or Bai Tong Tian Yao wasn't cunning enough; it was simply that the Flame Demon King was too strong.

His true intention is unstoppable, his physical body is indestructible, and his hand seals are domineering and unparalleled.

In the chaotic battle that day, dozens of disciples joined forces but could not stop him; instead, he seized the Jade Pendant of Imprinting Skill.

In today's arena battles, one-on-one, no one can stop him.

The Hundred-Eyed Heavenly Demon stood in front of the Guardian Beast, its hundreds of eyes fixed on Shen Yun.

It had just worn the beast down to its last breath, and was only one strike away from killing it and stepping onto the arena.

The Flame Demon King's arrival at this time is clearly to steal it.

"Get out of the way."

Shen Yun landed, the crimson rainbow receded, and the dark black armor gleamed with a cold luster under the pale golden light.

His face was angular, with sharp, arched eyebrows and a cold smile playing on his lips.

He didn't even glance at the Hundred-Eyed Heavenly Demon; his gaze fell on the crimson dragon beast covered in wounds.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon's expression was grim, but he did not retreat.

It opened its mouth as if to say something, but saw that Shen Yun had already raised his hand and conjured a large crimson seal.

The large seal is about the size of a palm, its entire body is as red as blood, and runes of the Burning Heaven True Intent flow across its surface, radiating a scorching aura that makes one's heart palpitate.

Above the great seal, a faint phantom of a fiery demon appeared, its demonic flames raging and its lava as red as blood.

"I--"

The moment the Hundred-Eyed Demon uttered a single word, the large seal had already fallen.

"boom--!!!"

The crimson seal slammed into the ground in front of the Hundred-Eyed Heavenly Demon, creating a scorching shockwave. The ground cracked, rubble flew, and dirt swirled.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon's body was blasted away by that immense force, tumbling several times in the air before landing on the ground dozens of feet away, creating a crater several feet deep.

Several pieces of its scales were shattered, and some of its hundreds of eyes were filled with black blood. Its face was ashen, and its eyes were filled with rage.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon crawled out of the pit, trembling all over, its hundreds of eyes fixed on Shen Yun.

It opened its mouth as if to say something, but saw that Shen Yun had already turned around, raised his hand and struck again, landing on the wounded red dragon beast.

The seal slammed into the beast's head, shattering its scales and splattering blood.

The crimson dragon beast, already on the verge of death, let out a mournful roar. Its massive body struggled a few times on the ground before collapsing with a thud, no longer moving.

Shen Yun withdrew his hand, and the savage beast vanished into thin air without leaving any proof of passage, which surprised him. It wasn't enough that he hadn't killed it alone.

Turning to look at the Hundred-Eyed Demon King whose eyes were filled with murderous intent, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a contemptuous smile.

"If you're not convinced, come and fight me."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, echoing in the empty arena.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon's expression changed repeatedly, alternating between green and purple.

A flicker of anger, resentment, and humiliation flashed in hundreds of eyes, which ultimately turned into deep apprehension.

It remembered the day when the Flame Demon King punched the Gray Wolf Demon to pieces, remembered Qiqi's miserable state after being punched nine times by him until he vomited blood, and remembered the tragic scene when Shenyao was forced to fully open her Eye of Heavenly Punishment by him.

Even at its peak, it couldn't beat this person; it knew that very well.

It had said this to human cultivators many times before, "If you are not convinced, come and fight me."

Each time, the disciples of the Holy Sect and the Purple Cloud Sect would turn pale, either bowing their heads in submission or being beaten to a pulp.

This time, the tables have turned.

Shen Yun's smile deepened as he looked at the way the Hundred-Eyed Heavenly Demon sent him off.

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over Shen Yao and Qi Qi on the arena, over Xuan Haotian and Fang Qin standing in the shadows, and over the Crimson Sky Domain cultivators who were watching from afar, waiting to pick up any leftovers.

"Does anyone else have any objections?"

His voice was calm as still water, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Xuan Haotian remained silent, Fang Qin remained silent, and everyone else remained silent.

The cultivators who were watching from a distance all took a step back in unison.

That says it all.

Shen Yun nodded in satisfaction. He was usually such a gentle and refined person.

During his time as Holy Ancestor, he never did evil to anyone, never provoked anyone, and never injured anyone.

When he was in Jinyan Prefecture, he was Fu Chu, and he was polite and courteous to everyone, leaving room for everyone.

But once he put on the mask, he couldn't help but become arrogant.

If you can develop steadily without wearing a mask, and you can still develop steadily with a mask on, then isn't wearing a mask pointless?

It feels so good not to eat beef.

He looked at Shen Yao's icy face and Qi Qi's dark green eyes, and only one thought crossed his mind.

He was determined to have this printed sutra.

No matter who comes, it won't work.

The red dragon coiled beneath the arena, like a living volcano.

Its body was tens of feet long, covered with dark red scales. Each scale was like solidified magma, gleaming with a dark and scorching luster under the pale golden light of the sky.

The edges of the scales curled up slightly, and tiny flames occasionally spewed out from between the gaps. The flames danced and baked the surrounding air, distorting and deforming it.

Its head was held high, with two curved red horns jutting out from the top of its forehead, their tips sharp as spears and gleaming with a dark red light.

His vertical pupils were amber in color, narrow as slits, containing no glimmer of intelligence, only pure, primal, beastly instinctual killing intent and hunger.

Twelve limited combat strength.

Shen Yun stood before the Crimson Dragon, hands behind his back, looking up at the enormous creature, his mind racing with calculations.

In this ruin where all cultivators were suppressed to the early stage of the Heavenly Palace Realm, a savage beast with the combat power of the twelfth limit was indeed a formidable opponent.

Its scales are as hard as divine iron, its claws are as sharp as weapons, and its flames are hot enough to melt fourth-tier precious materials.

Even if three or five ordinary human cultivators joined forces against it, they might not be able to gain the upper hand.

Both Shen Yao and Qi Qi could kill him, but that was Shen Yao, and that was Qi Qi. One was a goddess of the Celestial Clan, and the other was a prodigy of the Demon Clan who had been kept hidden for many years.

For them, slaying the twelve limited beasts requires going all out, expending a lot of energy, and being careful not to reveal any weaknesses.

But for Shen Yun, it was nothing more than that.

"You're too weak."

Shen Yun looked at Chi Long's empty vertical pupils and said this softly.

The red dragon couldn't understand; it only sensed the aura of the person in front of it, and the threat that instinctively made it uneasy.

It let out a low growl from its throat, and crimson flames gathered in its mouth, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

Shen Yun moved.

His figure vanished from the spot with sheer speed, so fast that even the Crimson Dragon's vertical pupils couldn't detect his trajectory.

The dark armor left a blurry afterimage in the air. Before the afterimage had dissipated, his true form had already appeared above the red dragon's head.

His right fist was clenched tightly, and the Crimson Sky Burning Heaven Seal condensed on his fist, the crimson light making his fist look like a red-hot anvil.

Without probing or feinting, a single punch landed.

"boom--!!!"

The fist slammed into the red dragon's head, shattering its scales and sending dark red fragments flying in all directions.

The red dragon's head slammed downwards, its massive body staggering backwards from the force, its limbs carving four deep furrows in the ground.

It let out a shrill roar, and for the first time, its vertical pupils showed an emotion other than murderous intent: fear.

Shen Yun gave it no chance to catch its breath.

His figure disappeared and reappeared again, his left fist condensing the Crimson Sky Burning Seal, golden-red light exploding on the surface of his fist, slamming into the side of the Crimson Dragon's neck.

Scales shattered and blood and flesh splattered as the red dragon's head was blasted to the side.

The third punch landed, slamming into the red dragon's jaw.

The red dragon's jawbone shattered, and flames erupted from the broken bone gaps, yet they couldn't harm Shen Yun in the slightest.

The fourth punch landed on the red dragon's back.

"Click—"

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

The red dragon's body caved in from its back, its vertebrae shattered inch by inch by the impact.

It could no longer hold on, and its massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Its limbs were still twitching, and the light in its vertical pupils was still flashing, but it had already lost the ability to resist.

Shen Yun landed on the head of the red dragon and looked down at the enormous, dying creature.

In just a few moves, he rendered a beast with the combat power of the twelfth limit immobile.

It's not that the Crimson Dragon is too weak, but that he is too strong.

His physical body was tempered to the extreme that the Heavenly Palace Realm could achieve through the Transformation Divine Power. His Dao Foundation was perfected, four Heavenly Palaces suppressed the Blood Sea, a green lotus protected his body, a sword waterfall was gathering power, a sword formation was ready to be unleashed, and a beam of light appeared and disappeared.

Even though these resources were largely suppressed by the ruins, the remaining portion was still enough to overwhelm those of the same level.

Moreover, his true meaning, Jian Chun's true meaning, gently swayed in his ancestral aperture. His true meaning governed everything and was a touch upon the rules of heaven and earth, a height that ordinary geniuses could not even dream of.

Shen Yun raised his hand, his fingers forming a blade, and the Crimson Sky Burning Heaven Seal Technique condensed into a crimson-gold light blade at his fingertips.

The blade was over three feet long, incomparably sharp, and exuded a scorching and fierce aura.

He swung his arm, and the light blade slashed down.

"laugh--"

The red dragon's head was severed from its neck, and dark red blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing onto the ground with a hissing sound, turning the soil into a charred black.

The red dragon's body twitched a few times, then remained still.

Then, like all the previous savage beasts, its corpse began to turn into black mist from the edge. The black mist surged and rose upwards, and soon dissipated into the pale golden sky.

Only a wisp of crimson-gold light remained where it was.

The light was as thin as a hair, yet scorching hot, hovering in mid-air, pulsating slightly, and exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

The light entered Shen Yun's brow, traveled along his meridians into his sea of ​​consciousness, and a blurry piece of information exploded in his mind.

He understood the rules, the rules of the arena, and the rules of the challenge.

Now, Shen Yun can pass through that light barrier and step onto the arena to take on the challenge.