The dispute among the top figures of both forces outside the arena did not affect the battle's direction onstage. After Pei Yan used a nearly cruel torture method to strike for a full five minutes, Moira, who was beaten to a pulp and covered in blood, finally couldn't hold back and erupted.

On the surface, she is the Child of Origin, a proud disciple of a Venerable Face, but secretly, she was also the son of the Clan Leader of the largest family of the Blood Race. Raised in arrogance and spoiled since childhood, even though she had experienced many failures and hardships, curbing her previously arrogant nature to become more sinister, patient, and aware of retreating, she was still infuriated by the torture and humiliation she underwent today, awakening the vicious and ruthless nature in her bones.

"Let's die together!" Moira shouted these words indistinctly with her red and swollen cheeks. Her entire body exploded with source energy, which finally had some effect, sending the already close-combat attacking Pei Yan flying back several meters.

Grasping the chance to breathe, Moira's hands flailed wildly. Ignoring her injuries, without chanting or inscribing an array, she desperately unleashed magic elements with maximum source energy to bombard Pei Yan. In an instant, fire, frost, earth, and lightning flew chaotically, engulfing and exploding the arena before her with a colorful barrage of attacks.

A plasma cannon shot from Moira's left as light burst forth. Using spatial teleportation, Moira vanished from her original spot and appeared near the escaping light circle, but before she could enter the circle, Pei Yan, who arrived first, kicked her in the waist, sending her flying.

"Puh!" Moira spewed a mouthful of blood as she flew backward, looking at Pei Yan, who showed no sign of letting up and continued chasing her relentlessly. In despair and madness, she cried out, "Why! I've already conceded. Why won't you let me go? I conceded! I conceded! I'm willing to quit the match! What enmity do we have that makes you chase me so relentlessly?"

"Didn't you say we'd die together? Why give up halfway? What enmity?!" Pei Yan shouted angrily, dodging Moira's Great Flame Burst Skill as he approached, then punched her jaw with an iron fist, sending her flying, and roared, "Wasn't it you who secretly disturbed my mind and plotted against my dad at the Yirong Pavilion that day?!"

Without waiting for a response, he rushed forward again, facing the Line of Destiny released by Moira's spinning of the spindle of fate. As the Line of Destiny was about to touch Pei Yan's body, a scream emitted from Moira's hand as the spatial crack suddenly severed her wrist holding the spindle, causing her severed hand and the spindle to drop to the ground.

Pei Yan evaded touching the sweeping Line of Destiny, caught the spindle with one hand, and struck heavily at Moira's abdomen with the other, continuing to question, "Do you remember what I said when you cursed at my sister during the team competition? 'One day, I will tear your mouth apart to teach you a lesson!'?"

Moira spewed another mouthful of blood and staggered backward under the heavy blows. As Pei Yan's figure turned into an electric light and pursued her, the lightning attacks emanating from Moira's fingertips failed to interrupt Pei Yan's advance as he didn't even bother to dodge. He caught the lightning with source energy, molded it into a ball in his palm, swallowed it with a big mouth, and looked pleased. Then, he swiftly advanced and struck Moira's cheek with an elbow wrapped in lightning, sending her body tumbling aside with a bang.

Yet Pei Yan, showing no mercy, grabbed Moira's mop of hair, sticky from blood and sweat, lifted her body forcefully, and thrust the spindle of fate in her face, saying hatefully, "Isn't this a Divine Artifact? You used a Divine Artifact to break the rules, right?"

With that said, Pei Yan swung the spindle down fiercely onto Moira's left cheek, causing everyone outside the arena to watch with hearts pounding in fear. At this moment, Pei Yan's ruthlessness and grudges were vividly expressed. The spindle of fate, which left a bleeding scar on Moira's face, could never have imagined being used so primitively and violently as an attack tool from the day it was created.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Apart from a few extremely bloodthirsty spectators who continued to watch the match excitedly, many people couldn't help but feel a touch of sympathy at this moment. Now, Pei Yan was kicking forcefully into Moira's stomach, who was curled up on the ground, unable to resist. He kicked while saying, "You asked what enmity we have? Brat! Our enmity is deep! I still have many unresolved scores. Do you need help recalling them?"

Hearing these words from Pei Yan, a fierce and determined look appeared on Moira's once-unrecognizable face from the beating. Now certain that Pei Yan knew her hidden true identity and realizing there was no chance of survival, she resolved to make a last desperate attempt. She grabbed Pei Yan's ankle with a hidden ability when he kicked her.

"Uh—ah—ah!" A scream of heart-wrenching pain emanated from Pei Yan, who had the upper hand moments before. His body doubled over, ceasing the attack, and he knelt on one knee. Seeing this change, everyone in the investigation hall outside the field looked tense. Jiang Feiyang raised his binoculars, observed for a moment, and said in confusion, "There's no visible injury! What kind of attack could have caused Pei Yan such excruciating pain?"

At this moment, everyone else was equally bewildered, unable to comprehend. However, the situation on the field gave them no time to think further. Having succeeded in her surprise attack, Moira did not expect it to turn the tables and take Pei Yan's life. Noticing that Pei Yan had stopped attacking her due to pain, she dashed out, aiming to escape with the Space Instant Teleportation Technique.

Pei Yan gritted his teeth against the sudden surge of intense pain throughout his body, raised his hand, and aimed a railgun shot at the light circle's direction. As Moira teleported into view, the railgun, arriving after her, struck her, and she was blasted away. Her source energy defense collapsed, leaving her back peeled and bloody. She couldn't even scream but crawled frantically towards the light circle.

"I—ah—!" Struggling to utter her first word, the rest transformed into a wailing scream of agony. A source energy net, thick and thin in all the right places, struck her heavily enough to seriously wound her but not kill her. Moira was enshrouded entirely by the net, and Pei San, a mechanical clone, emerged from a parallel space, pulling the net tight to drag Moira out from within the light circle.

"Pei Yan, may you not die well! I curse your whole family with a blood curse! May they suffer eternal torment without relief!" Ensnared by the source energy net, bleeding nearly dry, Moira, like a fish out of water and unable to breathe, struggled within the net and launched her most venomous curse at Pei Yan.

"Ah! Okay! Okay! I got it! Pei San, keep hitting her!"