The Yin Yang Profound Dragon Pill had the miraculous effect of allowing one to rise up after being broken.
This pill was personally developed by Yao Chen to help his old friend Feng Xian recover from the brink of death, and even go a step further, advancing to Dou Venerate.
Han Feng had the Xiao family members take Xiao Teng down to rest. He himself returned to the viewing platform. The weapon comparison competition was about to begin.
After Xiao Teng's shocking act, no one looked down on the Xiao family anymore. Instead, they began to scrutinize them carefully.
Because the current Xiao family already had the qualifications to compete for the championship.
The Forging Heaven Pavilion's Pavilion Master, Duan Hong, had a normal expression, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking. He raised his finger and announced the start of the weapon comparison competition.
The first round was a comparison of the weapons that had just been forged.
The various major factions all sent their experts onto the stage to compete.
The outcome of the weapon refining competition was already set. The current weapon comparison was more about displaying the style of the weapons. The cultivation of those who went on stage was naturally also within consideration.
The Forging Heaven Pavilion compared the weapons according to their grades, trying to keep the strength level of both sides constant. Therefore, the cultivation of the cultivators sent to fight was also similar.
The weapon comparison competition continued. It was worth mentioning that this session's Jade Blade Sect was defeated, losing to a cultivator from the Tyrant Saber Sect.
Although the Tyrant Saber Sect was not one of the four major artifact sects, it was also a sect with a Dou Ancestor expert. This time, the dark horse had counterattacked, defeating the Jade Blade Sect in one fell swoop, basking in glory.
Bi Changtian's face became even more unsightly. He watched helplessly as the hope of becoming one of the four major artifact sects slipped further and further away.
The new waves of the Yangtze River push the old. The times are always changing. If he missed this opportunity, more turbulent waves would come next time.
Following the end of the match between the Jade Blade Sect and the Tyrant Saber Sect, the battles between the four major artifact sects began.
The Divine Mechanism Sect and the Hundred Refinements Villa were old rivals. Their past win-loss ratios were about the same, ranking second and third.
They had never been able to defeat the first-place Forging Heaven Pavilion, and the fourth-place Xiao family had fallen from grace without them even needing to make a move.
After a short break, the bell for the finale match rang.
After many years, the Xiao family was finally standing on the martial stage of the four major sects again.
A Dou Emperor from the Xiao family stood on the martial stage, holding the blood-red long saber that Xiao Teng had just refined.
On the Forging Heaven Pavilion's side, Duan Tianci stepped on the void and descended with an arrogant posture.
After such a long period of recovery, he had the strength to fight again.
Of course, the most important reason was that he did not allow others to touch his weapon.
The contestants from both sides stood firm. Before the match even began, discussions started below the stage.
The original Xiao family would not have been qualified to compete with the Forging Heaven Pavilion at all. But this time, Xiao Teng had refined a seventh-grade high-level spirit artifact and won the weapon refining competition. Therefore, his opponent was, and could only be, the Forging Heaven Pavilion!
"It's over. The one the Xiao family sent is only a Dou Emperor. So what if it's a seventh-grade high-level spirit artifact? Aren't they still going to lose?"
A seventh-grade spirit artifact could only unleash its true power in the hands of a Dou Ancestor expert. Therefore, no one would say that the Forging Heaven Pavilion was in the wrong. Instead, they would think that the Xiao family couldn't even send out a Dou Ancestor and was not worthy of being among the four major artifact sects.
Han Feng silently looked at the condensed aura below. Obviously, Duan Tianci's side was stronger. A Dou Emperor fighting a Dou Ancestor—this was not something that could be reversed just by relying on a spirit artifact.
However, it wasn't as if the Xiao family had no chance of winning.
Han Feng's powerful perception could sense a terrifying aura hidden within the blood-red long saber. That was the soul power that Xiao Teng had poured in with his life, and it already had the embryonic form of an artifact spirit.
Han Feng couldn't help the Xiao family in this match. As a recommended participant for the finals, he was on par with the sect masters and could not go on stage in the previous matches.
Xiao Yi looked calmly at the opponent in front of him. He knew very well how big the gap was between them.
But this was not a reason for him to back down.
The hope that Xiao Teng had condensed with his blood and life was in his hands.
Absolutely, absolutely!
He could not lose!
A resolute will rose in Xiao Yi's heart. The blood-red long saber's light flickered.
Duan Tianci smiled contemptuously, wiping the long sword in his hand.
A Dou Ancestor fighting a Dou Emperor, how could he possibly lose?
Clang!
The moment the bell rang for the match to start, Xiao Yi erupted with an extremely swift and fierce posture. It looked as if he was using some kind of secret technique.
The blood-red long saber slashed horizontally, and tiny spatial fragments cracked in mid-air.
Duan Tianci blocked it with his sword. The spatial fragments instantly expanded into a black opening, which was extremely shocking.
"Not bad. You are now qualified to please me."
Duan Tianci's tone was slightly cold. With a turn of the long sword in his hand, sharp Dou Qi instantly cut out in all directions.
Xiao Yi used a movement Dou Skill to dodge, but the opponent's attacks came one after another like mountains and seas.
Boom!
Xiao Yi was sent flying back dozens of meters by a sword strike.
The battle had not long begun, but the outcome seemed to be clear.
Duan Tianci was no ordinary Dou Ancestor. As the one being nurtured as the successor, he had the hope of taking over Duan Hong's position in the future.
This seventh-grade low-level long sword, in his hands, was incomparably sharp, like an invincible general, unstoppable.
Xiao Yi's heart sank. He had still underestimated the opponent's strength.
If this continued, he would probably be defeated in just a few more moves.
Swish! Swish!
Two sword qis streaked across like rainbows. The people in the stands held their breath.
Xiao Yi only felt a numbness in his chest, and then two lines of blood splashed up.
I can't see, I can't even see the trajectory of the attack...
The severe pain came slowly. Xiao Yi's pupils were slightly unfocused.
A sense of powerlessness was born from the bottom of his heart. His body's instincts told him that it was impossible to defeat such a strong enemy.
"Trash is trash. Your Xiao family has long since declined. What's the use of holding on?"
A mocking voice sounded in his ear.
"Give up. Hand over the weapon in your hand, and I might spare your life."
Xiao Yi fought tenaciously. On the stage, the light of sabers and swords flashed. To be able to fight a Dou Ancestor at the Dou Emperor realm was already a commendable feat.
However, a Dou Emperor was just a Dou Emperor. Xiao Yi was not strong enough to fight against someone of a higher rank.
As his saber technique faltered, Duan Tianci seized the opportunity. Several sword shadows flew past, and blood splattered in mid-air.
"Hundred Thousand Sword Qi!"
Duan Tianci pointed his finger, and densely packed, sharp sword qis flew out.
Swish, swish, swish!
The Dou Qi armor shattered, and the sound of flesh being cut was heard.
In an instant, Xiao Yi's entire body exploded in a cloud of blood mist.
At this moment, there was not a single intact piece of skin on his body. On the stage, the sword qi raged, continuously cutting his body. It was not an exaggeration to call it death by a thousand cuts.
The people in the stands felt a chill. Duan Tianci's actions had already exceeded the scope of a competition.
But no one dared to stand up and speak, not only because of the Forging Heaven Pavilion's power, but also because that Xiao family member had not admitted defeat.
As long as he did not admit defeat, then according to the rules, others could not stop it.
The Dou Qi in Xiao Yi's body became thinner and thinner. His continued silence also angered Duan Tianci.
"Forget it, I'm tired of playing."
Duan Tianci pouted. The sword qi on the stage merged into one, forming a huge long sword above his head.
"Since you're not willing to admit defeat, then go and accompany Xiao Teng."
Xiao Yi tightly gripped the long saber in his hand. Blood flowed wantonly on the saber. A faint red glow finally lit up completely.
Buzz!
In an instant, the blood qi on the field surged towards Xiao Yi.
Anger, pain, blood... all kinds of negative emotions were condensed by Xiao Yi's firm fighting will.
A blood-colored giant beast opened its eyes behind him.