The Immortal Qi Barrier around the War Immortal Platform vanished, and all the immortals watching widened their eyes, focusing on the platform.
On the War Immortal Platform, which spanned a hundred feet in diameter, only one of the dueling immortals remained. The other had turned into a cloud of blood mist, annihilated in both form and spirit, dissipating into the world.
The remaining immortal leaned on the Immortal Sword in hand, panting heavily and covered in blood. Although victorious, it was clear they suffered severe wounds from the opponent.
"How... how is this possible?"
Upon seeing the immortal's face clearly, most of the spectators gasped in disbelief.
Those, including Qingyang, who had wagered Immortal Stones on the outcome, hoping for a win or loss, all wore grim expressions, as if mourning a loss.
They had been confident that the male immortal would win, but the one standing on the War Immortal Platform was unexpectedly the Female Immortal.
