Translator: Atlas Studios   Editor: Atlas Studios
It was another Divine Realm expert. Ye Qi was actually also a Divine Realm expert. Moreover, this golden color was already so deep that it was mixed with gray. It was definitely not the kind of faint golden energy that only gods who had just entered the Divine Realm had.
âFight me one-on-one?â Beiting Huang sneered. âWhat right do you have, prisoner?â
What did he mean by âif youâre a man, fight me aloneâ? Unfortunately, she had never been a man.
âHmph, even if Iâm a prisoner, Iâm not your prisoner, Beiting Huang!â Seeing that Beiting Huang was not fooled, Wangu Tian became a little anxious. He turned to Yan Ye and said, âYe Qi, thereâs a rule in the Central Continent Duel. If one party admits defeat, theyâre qualified to live!â
Although his only son was killed, Wangu Tian was not stupid. There was still a long way to go before he could take revenge.
Yan Yeâs snow-white robe slowly unfurled. Behind him, it rippled like a lake. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Wangu Tian. A gentle smile appeared on his lips. âThatâs right. Others did it but you didnât. Thatâs because you donât have the right to stand in this arena at all. Iâve never pardoned people who want to die!â
The entire venue was in an uproar. Discussions broke out. What did he mean by ânot qualifiedâ? Who was this person? Even the weaklings in the normal audience seats sensed that something was wrong at this moment. Pairs of curious eyes stared at this person, wishing they could poke a hole in the cloak on this personâs body.
âCould he be an old monster?â
âYes, he must be an imposter. F*ck, does he still have any shame?â
âYour Excellency Beiting Huang, kill him!â
Hearing the voices of condemnation, Wangu Tianliâs pupils constricted fiercely, and he almost gritted his teeth. Hatred surged like a tsunami. It was all Beiting Huangs fault for killing his son. Now, he even wanted to take his life.
âIâm not qualified? What about you? Donât tell me that a Divine Realm expert whoâs not even 40 years old can appear on the continent.â Wangu Tianxiongs fierce gaze almost stared a hole in Yan Ye.
A Divine Realm expert was indeed a Divine Realm expert. How could an ordinary person be able to toy with a peak-level Spiritual Grandmaster like a monkey?
Regardless of whether this person was only 40 years old or not, he was qualified to stand in this arena. On this continent, only the rules of heaven and earth could suppress the Divine Realm. Ordinary people could not!
âHahaha!â Yan Ye looked up at the sky and laughed. As he laughed, the divine sense rope on Wangu Tianâs body tightened. Large beads of sweat rolled down Wangu Tianâs forehead. Blood seeped out of his body and fell to the ground. No matter how he struggled, he could not be freed. He could only die. At this moment, Wangu Tian regretted coming to take revenge on Beiting Huang.
âWangu Tian, itâs time to end this!â Yan Ye finally stopped laughing. He raised his hand and said with a smile, âHe killed your son because he thinks highly of you. You donât know how to be grateful and even want to take revenge. You simply have a death wish!â
With that, he slowly clenched his white jade-like fingers into a fist. As he moved, Wangu Tian curled up into a shrimp ball and finally exploded.
It was over. There was only one team left in the arena. The entire arena was deathly silent. No one could recover from their shock. Pairs of horrified eyes stared at the youth who was walking down from the sky step by step. They watched as she was surrounded by her teammates, lifted up, and thrown into the air time and time again. The laughter in the arena was not reassuring to the crowd at all..