With a casual strike from Song Fei, the heavens and earth were devastated.

The hearts of all the Mad King Building players clenched. They stared into the swirling dust, searching for that figure like a Warrior.

In front of them, Xu Lang's oppressive force had always been unmatched. Could it be that this time, something unexpected was about to happen?

"He still hasn't been destroyed?" Song Fei lowered his head, his towering twin pupils radiating a crimson light.

He sensed an extreme fury, like burning flames, and then flames truly ignited before his eyes!

Gravel and smoke struck his face, constantly agitating the easily angered nerves of the Blood Asura. Xu Lang let his rage surge wildly within his heart, which then manifested as a phenomenon outside his body.

He stood rooted to the spot, unmoving, as the Blood Qi rage flames billowed and burned. The very earth rumbled and trembled as if in fear!

Boom!

His aura erupted, instantly clearing the sky of smoke and dust for hundreds of meters.

Song Fei met the gaze of the Blood Asura's furious pupils, and his breath hitched.

Why was there a sense of death spreading in his heart? This was impossible...

He knew he couldn't let this emotion continue to spread. With a loud shout, he smashed his right fist towards Xu Lang.

Click~

Purgatory March was sheathed. Xu Lang's arm bulged, Seven Killings Blood Qi swirling within. He threw a fierce punch to meet it!

The sound of an air explosion resounded throughout the arena!

Two fists of completely disproportionate size collided, yet actually formed a stalemate.

"Impossible!"

Song Fei clearly knew how powerful he was at this moment. It was normal for his Constitution attribute to have broken through four digits now. How could this person possibly match his strength?!

"Again!"

Song Fei's second fist thundered out.

Immediately after, the third and fourth fists made their appearance one after another! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Arms grew out from his body, rapidly smashing towards Xu Lang like a thousand-armed Guanyin!

And Xu Lang was also throwing punches, resembling an Asura from Purgatory, his arms flickering with countless afterimages!

The ground shattered rapidly under the barrage of their punches!

This scene left the entire audience dumbfounded.

...

"How can there be such a terrifying man?" Pandora felt a cool sensation in her nose. She wiped it and found it was her own snot running out.

Was Xu Lang truly a native of the Mad King Building?

What exactly had he obtained in the Mad King Building?! Could it be the legacy of a God?!

...

"He can withstand this kind of attack too!"

"So strong, he's really so strong!"

"Song Fei being strong doesn't surprise me. Having more trump cards is normal after experiencing so many games. But what is Purgatory relying on?"

"Look, Purgatory seems to be pushing forward!"

"No, he's been forced back by Song Fei again. What exactly is the origin of the tale Song Fei possesses? Aren't tales all about relying on rules? How can his frontal combat ability be this strong? It's truly exaggerated!"

"You guys think, if we sacrificed both of them, what reward would 'Lord Mountain Monarch' give us?! I don't even dare to imagine, really don't dare to imagine!"

"What use is your Mountain Monarch? It's not as good as my 'Lord Evil God'!"

"Damn it, do you want to duel?!"

In the Sacrifice Building, many players had received notifications from friends and came to watch the match. While exclaiming in amazement, the fighting spirit within them was also ignited, and a fierce, violent aura ran rampant.

...

Among the four dormitory buildings that had unsealed the Coliseum, the players of the Vast Sky Building were the strongest.

They had very few players, but each was extremely elite, every one a powerhouse among powerhouses.

At this moment, this group of players, famous even within the Dorm Survival Game, all wore grave expressions.

"The outcome is about to be decided!" Suddenly, a man equipped with a lightsaber said solemnly.

The woman in the white shirt looked at him, her eyes questioning.

"That player called Purgatory is using some kind of explosive secret technique that burns his soul. His strength has been continuously increasing, but the peak of his power is also his most vulnerable moment!" The man with the lightsaber stared unblinkingly at the battlefield as he spoke. "Song Fei has used a human-monster fusion. If he doesn't dissolve this state soon, he will be possessed by the tale. He too has reached his most critical moment!"

"Then who do you think will win in the end?" the woman in the white shirt asked.

The structure of the Vast Sky Building was special. Its organization, from top to bottom, was Floor Leader, Squad Leader, Dorm Owner.

And this man with the lightsaber was a Squad Leader, famous for his formidable combat power. His status was much higher than hers, an Observer.

"Thirty-seventy odds... Song Fei has a higher chance of winning. Even if he gets possessed, the fight can continue. It's just that the one taking over the battle would be the real Gluttony Demon!" the man with the lightsaber stated gravely.

The diamond-shaped lightsaber at his waist trembled slightly, its light flickering like breathing.

The woman in the white shirt knew that this Squad Leader, whose lethality was unmatched in the Vast Sky Building, also craved battle.

At a time like this, it was best she didn't speak anymore.

"Look, Purgatory is erupting!"

Suddenly, the man with a square face shouted. The woman in the white shirt hurriedly turned her gaze back to the battlefield.

...

"Roar!"

The more Xu Lang fought, the angrier he became. Finally, with a furious roar, two more arms suddenly grew from his back!

The moment the four-armed Blood Rakshasa made its appearance, Song Fei began to retreat step by step. His arms were shattered in the exchange of punches. Before they could even reform, a second arm would be destroyed.

Xu Lang leaped out of the deep pit beneath his feet, rapidly closing the distance with Song Fei.

In the end, Song Fei only had two arms left. He put forth all his remaining strength and threw both punches simultaneously.

Boom!

The two hands on Xu Lang's left and right shoulders precisely caught these two fists. Meanwhile, his right hand drew Purgatory March, gripping it with both hands as he swung it down!

"Ghost Slash!"

A black-purple blade energy over ten meters long split Song Fei in two from the middle!

The outcome was decided!

Just as the audience thought this, Song Fei's massive palm opened, revealing a blood-red box. He let out a bitter laugh and said, "First conquer the weak, then subdue the strong. As for those neither strong nor weak... you will all be within my grasp... Waterfowl Play!"

[Blood-Red Box - Waterfowl Play: One of the treasures left behind by the Blood Immortal. Three immortal cranes stand in the Three Powers formation: one is strong, the second is neither strong nor weak, the third is weak. They devour each other. The holder is the Tamer, who in the end has his humanity devoured by the crane... The holder of the Blood-Red Box can designate the 'Waterfowl Identity' and the strong/weak sides... The final victor inherits everything.]

The moment the Blood-Red Box opened, the entire sky above the Coliseum turned blood red. A barrier enveloped the whole Coliseum.

Three immortal cranes flew out from the Blood-Red Box. One flew to the left, one flew to the right, and the last one glanced at Xu Lang before undergoing feather transformation on the spot.

The instant this crane transformed, the left and right cranes abruptly transformed into the likeness of Xu Lang!

The entire audience was greatly astonished, unsure if this was Simulation, replication, copying, or projection.

But regardless of what it was, this trip was not in vain for them.

These hundred thousand Copper Coins were spent so worthily!

...

At the Taleblade Building seating area, the Bandaged Man sighed. "It still came to this step."

He hadn't felt much when Song Fei was on the Brink of Death several times.

Because physical loss wasn't a big deal for Taleblade Building players. What was truly fatal was the annihilation of the soul and humanity.

The Bloody Robe, on the other hand, actually tried to comfort the Bandaged Man. "Maybe we can exploit a loophole in the Coliseum's recovery? If Song Fei wins, perhaps his state will be fully restored."

The Bandaged Man's mouth twitched.

Such a thing was nice to think about. The Coliseum wouldn't be that kind. If fighting a match could eliminate negative statuses, they, these Taleblade Building players "riddled with hidden dangers," would have long treated the Iron Blood Colosseum as their daddy.

"Is that thing of yours really that powerful?" the man dressed as an Office Worker frowned.

"It's not a question of being powerful, but of being invincible!" The Bloody Robe laughed. "If Purgatory can still win this, then he truly is a Reincarnated God."

The Bandaged Man reminded him, "Do you remember those two invitations? At that time, the Bloody Robe and I actually cleared it. The reward was that Blood-Red Box."

"You mean the Blood Immortal?!" The Office Worker gasped in shock, his eyes filled with astonishment.

The Bandaged Man nodded and said no more.