698: Chapter 698 Qin Yan's Judgment!!

The moment the Lotus of Darkness fell, he truly felt the aura of death—if he didn't use a spiritual talisman, he would really die.

And he used the spiritual talisman to block that strike, saving his life.

But he also violated the rules.

"Fighting Arena No. 4, Xiao Han used a Seventh-rank Spiritual Talisman, violating the rules. In this battle, Qin Yan wins."

Above the Fighting Arena, Pulse Master Lu Chenyuan's voice rang out.

"Xiao Han used a Seventh-rank Spiritual Talisman?"

Hearing this, Qin Yan was slightly startled.

Then he thought of the faint golden glow on Xiao Han's body—that glow appeared suddenly and disappeared suddenly, lasting no more than a few breaths of time on Xiao Han.

Power of a spiritual talisman.

So it was a spiritual talisman.

Qin Yan's heart suddenly cleared up.

In the next moment, golden light bloomed on the Fighting Arena.

Golden light surged from all directions of the Fighting Arena, enveloping Qin Yan and Xiao Han.

The light was warm and soft, carrying a lifting force.

Qin Yan only felt his body lighten as his feet left the ground.

The Heaven Ladder Fighting Arena slowly dissipated, and the golden light wrapped around the two, disappearing from the spot.

...

"Qin Yan actually defeated Xiao Han, who possesses the Ice Prison Spear Intent! This is too terrifying!!"

On the square below, an Inner Court Disciple's eyes widened, his voice full of shock.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable!" another Disciple shook his head repeatedly, as if he hadn't yet recovered from the scene just now.

"Who said before that Qin Yan was an abandoned child? I, Shen Wanqian, will be the first to disagree!"

Shen Wanqian puffed out his chest and put his hands on his hips, looking righteously indignant.

"..."

The surrounding Disciples were discussing fervently.

Some were amazed, some admired, some were jealous.

But regardless, the name Qin Yan carried a bit more weight in their hearts.

At this time, Qin Yan and Xiao Han had already been brought to Peak Master Jian Wuya and Pulse Master Lu Chenyuan's side by the golden light.

The two golden lights dissipated in the void, and Qin Yan and Xiao Han's figures appeared before the two True Emperor powerhouses.

Qin Yan's face was still pale, but his gaze was firm and calm.

Xiao Han's face looked normal, but his gaze carried a hint of dejection.

Beside Peak Master Jian Wuya and Pulse Master Lu Chenyuan, there were eight other figures.

Lin Ruoxi, Long Aotian, Feng Wuji, and Beichen Xing—the four Taixuan Holy Land prodigies.

Senior Sister Luo Qinghe, Li Tianxing, Bai Wuchen, and Lie Feng—the four Diluo Valley prodigies.

Including Qin Yan and Xiao Han, ten people.

The battles on two other Fighting Arenas had not yet ended.

At this moment, the gazes of these people turned toward Qin Yan, all with looks of disbelief.

They never expected that Qin Yan could actually defeat Xiao Han, who possessed the Supreme Spear Intent!

Someone without a Supreme-Grade Intent defeated someone who had one.

Qin Yan's foundation was simply terrifying to the extreme.

What was that Black Lotus? Why was it so terrifying?

Thoughts swirled in their minds, but they shared a common realization—if they were in Xiao Han's place, facing Qin Yan's incredibly terrifying Black Lotus, they probably wouldn't have full confidence in blocking it unscathed.

Peak Master Jian Wuya looked at Qin Yan, his eyes full of admiration.

In this battle, Qin Yan's performance far exceeded his expectations.

Especially the Dark Spiritual Power.

A Prodigy who dual-cultivated Qi Refining and Body Refining actually had such high achievements in Mental Energy as well.

"This kid hides himself really well."

Peak Master Jian Wuya thought to himself.

Separated by the Fighting Arena, these Disciples couldn't fully sense the terror of Qin Yan's Black Lotus.

After all, there was the obstruction of the defensive Formation on the Fighting Arena, along with various True Qi, Mental Energy, and Domain power interference, making the perception unclear.

But he was a True Emperor powerhouse.

The perception of the True Emperor Realm could easily penetrate the defensive Formation of the Fighting Arena, sensing every single change on the battlefield; not even the slightest energy fluctuation could escape his perception.

Therefore, he truly knew the power of Qin Yan's Black Lotus—it was at the Grandmaster level.

"It seems this kid's spiritual talent is truly extraordinary. That altar is of high quality, and that Black Lotus should be the Innate Skill of that altar."

In an instant, Peak Master Jian Wuya had guessed most of Qin Yan's situation.

But he remained expressionless, not revealing his thoughts. He raised his hand and patted Qin Yan's shoulder with moderate strength, showing the appreciation of an elder for a Junior.

"Qin Yan, well done. This battle was quite exhausting for you, so take a good rest first."

Then, Peak Master Jian Wuya waved his hand, and a Medicinal Pill flew from his palm, landing steadily in front of Qin Yan.

It was a Sixth-rank Healing Medicinal Pill, emerald green all over, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance, specifically used for recovering from injuries and nourishing Qi and blood.

"Thank you, Peak Master."

Qin Yan took the healing Medicinal Pill from Peak Master Jian Wuya and bowed slightly.

He then silently retreated behind the Wan Jian Peak's Peak Master, finding an empty spot to sit cross-legged.

Only now did he finally have time to seriously observe the figures around him.

Beside Peak Master Jian Wuya, Lin Ruoxi, Long Aotian, Feng Wuji, and Beichen Xing were either sitting or standing, each with different expressions.

Long Aotian sat cross-legged in a corner. His usually arrogant face was now full of dejection, his golden dragon pupils dim, his face pale as paper, and large patches of undried blood remained on his chest—clearly, he had suffered a significant loss in his duel with Senior Sister Luo Qinghe.

Lin Ruoxi stood quietly not far behind Peak Master Jian Wuya. Her cold and beautiful face showed no emotional ripples, neither the joy of victory nor the dejection of defeat.

Her aura remained steady, and her robes were as clean as new, showing no signs of having been through a fierce battle.

Feng Wuji stood aside with his arms crossed, a faint smile hanging on his lips that he couldn't suppress, his smugness impossible to hide.

The most shocking was Beichen Xing—his left sleeve fluttered emptily in the wind, his entire left arm having been severed at the shoulder in the previous battle.

Qin Yan immediately had a rough guess about the results of these four people's battles.

Long Aotian lost, Lin Ruoxi won, Feng Wuji won, Beichen Xing lost.

But it was just a guess, impossible to judge completely.

After all, the battle he just went through was the best example—he and Xiao Han stood together; Xiao Han looked calm and uninjured, while he was much weaker, pale, and had erratic breathing.

But the result was that he won.

Appearance sometimes doesn't represent the outcome.

The gazes of the others fell on Qin Yan, and seeing him observing them, they all nodded toward him.

The combat power Qin Yan displayed in this battle was too strong.

Five Elements Block, Four Phantoms, Darkness Domain, Abyss Fire Lotus... every technique was astonishing.

Such combat power had already earned him the heartfelt respect of several people.

Qin Yan also nodded back to them, then said no more, swallowed the Medicinal Pill, closed his eyes, and began to refine it.

The Medicinal Pill entered his stomach, turning into a warm medicinal power.