On the Heavenly Pride Battle Stage, the Longevity Old Demon, whose figure was suspended in midair, flicked his sleeve. That blood-soaked Black Bone trembled once, then shot toward the spectator stands of the Ghost Pattern Clan, returning that Black Bone to them.

But from Gui Gu's death until this moment, the Ghost Pattern Clan was actually incomparably quiet, without the slightest stir, unlike the other clans whose geniuses had fallen and who let out wave after wave of grief-stricken roars.

It was said Gui Gu had no father and no mother, born an orphan. His name, Gui Gu—Ghost Solitary—also came from this, and it was said he had chosen it himself.

Not only did he have no parents, he didn't even have a single relative. He, Gui Gu, had been isolated since childhood. That sinister and twisted temperament of his, most likely, had a great deal to do with his background and the way he grew up.

But speaking of talent, at such a young age he had already stepped into the Eight-star Demigod Realm, and in the two rounds of the Prodigy Battle he took part in, he had easily slaughtered two Eight-star Demigod geniuses from two different clans.

Among the younger generation of the Ghost Pattern Clan, Gui Gu's talent was absolutely number one! Yet it was said he was not liked within the Ghost Pattern Clan; even the Ghost Pattern Clan's Supreme, the Ghost Pattern King, had once harbored the intent to kill him.

In the end, only because of his peerless talent did a heart that cherished talent arise, and the Ghost Pattern King refrained from striking him down.

With a crisp "pa," that blood-drenched Black Bone landed at the very front of the Ghost Pattern Clan's stands. Among the Ghost Pattern Clan, each and every person was also covered in black ghost patterns.

Upon seeing that blood-soaked Black Bone, some lightly shook their heads, letting out soft sighs of regret. The death of such a same-clan genius was indeed somewhat lamentable.

However, there were also some whose lips actually curled with a trace of cold smile.

Seated high upon the chief seat of the stands, the Ghost Pattern Clan's Supreme, the Ghost Pattern King, had a burly figure. His face, covered in black ghost patterns, was full of majesty. Clad in heavy dark battle armor, with a black cape behind him billowing wildly in the night wind, he was truly a king of his generation.

Seeing that Black Bone, the Ghost Pattern King's majestic features remained free of joy or sorrow. At this moment, his right hand moved slightly, and he flicked his finger.

That Black Bone, silent and soundless, instantly turned into nothingness!

The Ghost Pattern clansmen who had just shaken their heads in regret could only sigh inwardly once more when they saw this scene.

Although Gui Gu had fought and died in the Prodigy Battle for the Ghost Pattern Clan, now that he was dead, he was already nothing, completely reduced to dust. The Ghost Pattern Clan probably wouldn't even raise a gravestone for him.

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On the Heavenly Pride Arena, the figure of the Longevity Old Demon, suspended in midair, once again vanished without a trace.

The other two clan geniuses, Shi Feng and Tian Hao, appeared on the Heavenly Pride Arena at the same time. The two stood facing each other at a distance.

In the dark night, Tian Hao's expression was cold and handsome. His black long hair whipped madly in the gale, and his three eyes fixed icily on the man before him, wanting to use these three eyes to see through this person completely.

Shi Feng's expression, however, was utterly calm. This Evil Eye Clan youth Tian Hao was indeed quite powerful; having reforged his physical body, he now felt even stronger to Shi Feng than that night. But Shi Feng still did not take him into his eyes.

He had let him escape that night. That life, which he had not ended that night, he would personally end tonight.

Gradually, a grave look surfaced on Tian Hao's face. This Ancient Corpse Clan youth, Shii Fan, felt extremely dangerous to him—dangerous, even more so than that person from the night of that day!

At this moment Tian Hao finally spoke in a deep voice, calling out that name: "Ancient Corpse Clan, Gul Fan!"

Hearing Tian Hao shout out those five words, Shi Feng's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Fight. The sooner I exterminate you, the sooner I can go back and rest."

"Exterminate me early?" Hearing those few words, hearing him speak of himself with such a casual attitude and tone, Tian Hao was instantly displeased.

It sounded as if killing him would be as easy as lifting a hand.

As if he did not take him into his eyes at all.

Did he truly think Tian Hao was on the same level as that Lisana of the Bright Clan and that Gloomy Hide of the Ancient Netherworld Clan?

"Hmph!" Tian Hao snorted coldly and said icily to Shi Feng before him, "Shii Fan, what a big mouth you have! Do you think you're certain to win against me?"

"But of course," Shi Feng said. "Tonight you're doomed to die without a doubt."

As he finished speaking, Shi Feng's right fist had silently clenched, and a peerlessly powerful aura suddenly surged up violently from his body.

Hearing Shi Feng's words and sensing the aura rising from him at this moment, Tian Hao once again spoke coldly. As he spoke, the third golden Evil Eye at the center of his brow suddenly opened wide!

With the movement of the third Evil Eye, the momentum on Tian Hao's body also underwent a sudden, drastic change. "Divine Sword, kill!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Tian Hao let out a cold shout. In an instant, his third Evil Eye shone with dazzling golden light, and a golden Divine Sword filled with boundless killing intent shot out from his Evil Eye, slashing toward Shi Feng.

The battle thus began.

"Hmph!" Seeing Tian Hao launch that strike with the Evil Eye, Shi Feng let out a disdainful snort. His right fist blasted straight forward. With a simple and brutal punch, he fiercely smashed into that incoming golden Divine Sword.

"Boom!" Under Shi Feng's ferocious punch, even space itself let out a violent rumble. That golden Divine Sword instantly collapsed under Shi Feng's fist.

Immediately after, Shi Feng's figure flashed forward, charging at Tian Hao.

"So strong!" With Shi Feng shattering his attack with a single punch, Tian Hao's expression changed yet again. Only at this moment, facing this Ancient Corpse Clan genius, did Tian Hao truly realize how terrifying this person was.

For the moment, Tian Hao did not dare to clash head-on. His body immediately shot backward in Instant Teleportation. His two hands formed an ancient Handprint, and from his third Evil Eye, golden Divine Swords continuously shot forth, sweeping toward Shi Feng.

"Still using this move?" Looking at the dozens of golden Divine Swords attacking together, Shi Feng remained full of disdain as he spoke.

At this moment, his left hand also clenched with force into a fist! His figure, Instant Teleporting forward at high speed, not only did not slow down but grew even faster.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Shi Feng's fists swung continuously, unleashing that same simple and brutal attack. Under Shi Feng's Fierce Power, those incoming golden Divine Swords were being shattered one after another.

At this moment Shi Feng was operating the Ancient Corpse Clan's peerlessly powerful Combat Technique, the Reverse Corpse Battle Technique. How could his strength not be fierce?

However, at this very moment, his physical body was constantly suffering the backlash of the Battle Secret Art, continuously being destroyed. Although his recovery methods defied the heavens, the speed of his regeneration simply could not keep up with the Corpse Battle Formula's destruction.

"The complete Reverse Corpse Battle Technique may be strong, but this backlash is even more monstrous! I'd better close in quickly and kill him with a single punch!" Staring at Tian Hao's figure, which was still continuously flying backward, Shi Feng said to himself.

At this rate, it wouldn't be long before Tian Hao flashed to the edge of the Heavenly Pride Arena!

"I really want to see how you'll dodge then!"