There was no response from outside the arena to Moira's accusations. Inside the arena, Pei Yan appeared behind her at some point. Ignoring everything with an indifferent glance, he walked past the four vigilant individuals and came to his puppet. After carefully examining its damages and finding them minimal, he waved a hand and sent it back to the parallel space.

After doing this, Pei Yan removed the helmet from his head, took a cigarette from his storage ring, put it in his mouth, lit it, took a puff, and impatiently waved at Moira, who was still accusing him, saying, "Enough! Stop yelling. Why are you so sure I'm cheating?"

Moira, seeing Pei Yan respond, immediately said angrily, "Because there is no way you could avoid a triple-layered soul attack." She turned to look at Lanloste beside her, asking, "You all confirm that you tried to imprison his soul and performed the Soul Burial Technique on him, right?"

Lanloste, too perplexed by the failure of their tactic to consider Moira's rudeness, nodded in agreement, "That's right. We can confirm it! Although this technique goes against the principles of the Round Table Knights, for victory we joined forces to perform the forbidden technique on him. However, we can't understand why he broke free at the last moment!"

"See! Everyone heard it, didn't they? A forbidden spell combined with a divine artifact, plus the forbidden technique performed by three Round Table Knights together!" Moira spread her arms, looking around, trying to evoke the audience's empathy and continued to accuse, "Pei Yan, tell me how you managed to survive, yet you did! The only explanation is that you used the same despicable means you used in the team competition to escape Flamel's soul purification! You borrowed the power of the original host within your body, you shameless scoundrel!"

Moira's words immediately caused an uproar among the audience. Many people started siding with her because such a soul attack could indeed only be withstood by the original host. Even those specialized soul cultivators would find it hard to avoid severe injury if not death, unlike Pei Yan, who was unscathed.

Facing Moira's accusations, Pei Yan remained calm, shrugged his shoulders, flicked away the ash from his cigarette, and helplessly said, "But I just endured it. As for how I did it, I won't tell you!"

Having said this, seeing Moira about to speak again, Pei Yan pointed at her with the hand holding the cigarette, smiling, "If you don't have the knowledge, don't spout nonsense here. Today, with the avatars of the Masters of the Origins of the six great planes present, do you think I could deceive their eyes with some petty tricks? Or do you think you are cleverer than them? Fine! Since you doubt it, I will wait here and see how the Lords of the Planes view this matter."

"There's no need to entangle further, he did not cheat!" As soon as these words fell, a dull voice came from nowhere, resounding throughout the arena, and all discussions stopped abruptly, including Moira's own.

The reason everyone shut up was simple, everyone recognized the source qi characteristic of the voice's resonance. It came from the original body of the Magic Realm itself, and being Moira's teacher, he had no reason to be partial to Pei Yan. Since he had spoken, it proved that Pei Yan had indeed not used Lin Junzhao to cheat.

Hearing this news, Moira and the four Round Table Knights were undoubtedly struck by a lightning bolt. She couldn't believe it yet had to believe it. In disbelief, she looked up at Pei Yan and asked in a deep voice, "Another soul-protecting divine artifact integrated within you? No, that's not right! Even if you had another divine artifact guarding you, you couldn't withstand such an attack! How did you manage it all?"

"I told you, I have no obligation to tell you!" Pei Yan blew out a smoke ring, wiped his nose, and responded with a very aggravating expression.

Seeing his expression, a Demon God sitting in a dark corner watching the battle laughed aloud. Among those present, he was one of the few who knew how Pei Yan could withstand this attack. A person's soul cut into thousands of pieces in a short time, yet miraculously repaired itself without driving the person mad, even devouring the soul of seven divine artifacts. Such a tale, with the long experience of his original body, had not been seen for millennia. With a soul honed like that, any soul attack against Pei Yan would be pointless unless from an original body.

Seeing no way to discover the secret of Pei Yan's escape from the soul attack, Lanmalok beside Moira changed the topic and questioned, "So, from the start, our soul attack had no effect on you at all?"

"I wouldn't say that!" Pei Yan did not hide it, threw his cigarette butt to the ground, and crushed it with his foot, showing a bit of admiration and praised, "Your soul attack methods are indeed powerful and caused me quite some trouble. But luckily, at the last moment, as my soul was about to be taken to another time, I managed to retreat in time!"

Speaking of this, Pei Yan recalled past events and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Speaking of which, it's rather unlucky for you. Such an attack, if I encountered it for the first time and panicked, maybe Moira's Line of Destiny might really have ensnared me. If that happened, things would be difficult. But unfortunately for you, I experienced a similar move on the Hell Plane. A lunatic tried to use the Great Reincarnation Technique to drag my soul into reincarnation. Though his attack differed from yours, the process was similar enough for me to handle it more easily."

"Hehehehehe!" Moira could only smile wryly at the thought that her carefully planned attack only added some trouble in someone else's words. She looked up and asked Pei Yan, "Then when did you switch bodies with your puppet avatar? After you were imprisoned, you were in my view the whole time, and my Line of Destiny had no reason to be wrong!"

"Alright, if I don't tell you this, you won't be satisfied even if you lose later!" Pei Yan said, snapping his fingers and creating a small crack in space behind him. Then he looked at Moira, chuckling, "I was in your view the whole time? Not necessarily! Remember this?"

"A butterfly!" As soon as the spatial crack appeared behind Pei Yan, the familiar intoxicating floral fragrance once again flowed into Moira's nose. Seeing the butterfly fluttering and landing between Pei Yan, she immediately understood the problem and coldly said, "Was this butterfly summoned by you?"

"Ah! That's right, at the time I whimsically acquired such a pet!" Pei Yan said with feigned ignorance, sarcastically remarking, "Oh! By the way, I remember using a pet in the competition isn't considered cheating, right? After all, you've summoned three Round Table Knights, so using one pet shouldn't be excessive, right?"