"Pei Yan, you must defeat him! Oh, and don't you have a grudge against him too? Defeat him and kill him!" As Pei Yan was puzzled, Lin Junzhao's excited voice suddenly rang out, this time not aloud but transmitting directly into Pei Yan's mind.

"Of course, I will take his life, but why are you so excited?" Pei Yan asked in surprise with a lowered voice, as if realizing something, "Could it be that killing him will let me take all the superpowers inside him?"

"What are you thinking? A normal person can only withstand a limited number of superpowers. Even though you've undergone so many modifications, bearing too many useless superpowers would only be a burden and wouldn't have much positive effect on you."

Lin Junzhao's explanation made Pei Yan even more confused and bewildered: "Then how does he do it? Is his body modification stronger than mine?"

"Superpowers! His body has too many and too diverse superpowers, masking his true superpower. For a moment, I couldn't see the truth. My earlier guess was right; he is indeed an unusual existence among exceptional beings, sensing the legendary superpower of King Zhou, the Human Emperor, which allows him to house more superpowers than any other superpower user inside him."

Lin Junzhao was speaking as she looked at the ring from Pei Yan's line of sight, sighing: "If it were just this, the superpowers he contains wouldn't be so many. Looking at his current body state, it seems that, like other core disciples of Blood Fiend, his whole body has been systematically modified. The combination of these two factors has allowed him to consistently break through the limits of his body's capacity for superpowers. Hehehe, I now somewhat admire this Candle Dragon guy. Where did he gather so many freaks? Just for this Di Xin, I wonder how many superpower users lost their lives at his hands to accomplish the skills he now possesses."

"So why do you care so much about his life or death?" Pei Yan continued to ask.

"Are you stupid? Every superpower, in essence, is born from the awareness of perceiving the world within me. I can split and give you pieces of the Origin Law. Similarly, I can take back the superpowers I send to others as Origin nourishment for myself. I've consumed too much energy for you to succeed in this competition. This person before my eyes is practically a great tonic for restoring my Origin!" Lin Junzhao quietly reprimanded, suppressing the excitement in her heart.

"Hehehe, this is a problem then!" Pei Yan grinned, focusing intently on the ring, saying helplessly: "We now have to pray this kid doesn't die at Ning Quanchen's hands."

As if responding to Pei Yan's wish, the scales of victory on the ring seemed to tilt towards Di Xin. Transformed into a humanoid monster, his entire body was being burned by the raging fire, leaving no intact skin, and the exposed muscles alternated between healing and charring, a nauseating sight even as the bones of his feet scorched to a crisp struggled to support his nearly collapsing body.

Even so, Di Xin did not give up his assault on the mirror. With his potential maximized and attacks accumulating, the mirror before him seemed to approach its limit, with tiny cracks slowly appearing on its surface.

At the same time, Ning Quanchen, who was merged with the mirror, also reacted, blood beginning to seep from the corners of his mouth and nostrils. The enemy's resilience exceeded his expectations, but having the upper hand, how could he easily give up now? It was time for a final gamble.

"Did you think returning your damage was my limit? Let me show you why I split into three clones to control this spell, Reversing Qian and Kun, Chaos Returns to the Origin!"

Upon these words, the three clones of Ning Quanchen all coughed up blood simultaneously. This sacrifice brought immediate results; Di Xin, who could still endure the pain, screamed in agony again. The reason for his scream was that the attacks he had rebounded onto himself were suddenly tripled, meaning that each strike at the mirror inflicted thrice the damage back on himself.

"Oh! This Divine Artifact is truly overwhelming!" Gu Shenghui exclaimed, gripping his head with genuine admiration: "A triple backlash of one's own damage being returned is a heavy blow both mentally and physically. Any of us facing Di Xin would likely suffer greatly."

"That's true, but this mirror isn't perfect either." Pei Yan observed the ever-widening cracks on the three mirror surfaces intently and said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, Ning Quanchen would have used this spell at the very start, and Di Xin wouldn't have lasted until now. From what we see now, this triple rebound attack, for one, greatly consumes the controller's mental Source Energy, and secondly, weakens the mirror's endurance; this should be a last resort now. It's a race to see who holds out to the end!"

"That Ning Quanchen is in trouble!" The elusive Lin Junzhao spoke up again to remind them.

"No way! Despite the struggle, Ning Quanchen has the advantage!" Zheng Jia Ru retorted incredulously.

"Don't forget, Di Xin hasn't even used his Power of Origin yet!" Lin Junzhao said, watching the ring with pity: "If he loses this match, Ning Quanchen can't be blamed. Too bad he's not the Child of Origin as initially chosen by Lin Ruxue; the Origin Power given is just the most fundamental natural element. If Candle Dragon had given Di Xin a higher level of Origin Power, Ning Quanchen would be at a disadvantage."

No sooner had she spoken than the situation on the field reversed as she predicted. Di Xin, his body covered in injuries, roared, opened his mouth, and the surging flames surrounding him were absorbed into his body under the release of a large amount of Source Energy. Then, after standing there swaying three times, he sprayed out again at the mirror before him.

The Primordial Fire, originally controlled by Ning Quanchen, now all belonged to Di Xin. In that instant, concentrated fiery heat attacked the mirror's surface, and this final strike entirely shattered the mirror, already on the verge of collapse. As blazing flames erupted skyward, the backfire from the shattering of the mirror rendered Ning Quanchen unable to maintain the defense of the outer Source Energy Wall, vomiting blood while two clones and the wall broke apart simultaneously.

The subsequent flood of Divine Artifact Wine and the flames of the Primordial Fire surged toward Ning Quanchen. This time, Di Xin withdrew the change ensuring the wine wasn't inflamed by fire, reverting it to its original fiery spirit. The interaction between Divine Artifact Wine and Primordial Fire was akin to heaven's thunder stirring earth's fire, instantly igniting the arena, engulfing Ning Quanchen entirely in flames.

"Let you taste the consequences of your actions!" Di Xin, hurled and slammed heavily into the defensive Array, rebounded to the ground. Ignoring his injuries, he watched the raging flames with schadenfreude.