# Chapter 2195: Consecutive Great Battles
At this moment, among the other three battles, two had already been decided. Feng Chen's tenacious combat strength was astonishing, yet he still lost to Wuyazi. The Supreme Annihilation Emotion Dao—the crowd thought that perhaps a battle between Wuyazi and the Heartless Young Master would be the most fitting: the Heartless Dao against the Annihilation Emotion Dao.
The battle between the First Beauty of Bixiao and the First Lord of Bixiao ultimately saw no reversal. The people of Bixiao Continent had not been mistaken; the strength of the First Beauty of Bixiao, Xueyi, was indeed greater than that of the First Lord of Bixiao, Tie Chongyang. In this battle, Tie Chongyang was eliminated. Only Heavenly Soul Saint and Jing remained in fierce combat, and the more they fought, the more ferocious they became. This mirrored the battle between Lin Feng and Ni Cang, causing hearts to tremble incessantly. Jing's strength was terrifying. At this moment, she had entered a berserk state—Phoenix Wings Soaring Heaven, Phoenix Soaring Nine Heavens—while Heavenly Soul Saint's dangerous aura fully bloomed. The entire world was filled with soul chains and spears, spanning across the void, causing people to tremble.
However, more people were still focused on the battle between Ni Cang and Lin Feng. This battle was too eye-catching. The Nine Nether Demon Melody appeared, transforming heaven and earth into the Nine Nether. The Nine Nether's will pierced through heaven and earth, unstoppable, its power continuously growing stronger.
"Get lost!" Ni Cang's explosive roar rolled out. Terrifying fist beams pierced through the void of heaven and earth, wildly penetrating forward with dreadful might.
"It's useless." The hurricane howled, and the curse sound once again pierced Ni Cang's eardrums. The Nine Nether remained, the power of the supreme Nine Melodies of heaven and earth becoming increasingly terrifying. Ni Cang's will had already begun to become disordered. Coupled with Lin Feng's demonic sound, he was on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes were extremely cold. Half the power of wind wrapped around his body as he stepped through the void, the demonic sound unceasing: "Ni Cang, you have lost. The Nine Heavens Gathering will no longer have a stage for you. From now on, you will be erased. Sleep, sleep eternally."
The Great Dream Law invaded once again. Ni Cang was truly tired and wanted to sleep, but his unyielding will still reminded him that the battle was not yet over.
At this moment, Lin Feng silently approached, using only the Dream Law to make Ni Cang sink completely, never to wake. Ni Cang's eyes and will were both teetering on the edge.
The Skyless Sword shone in Lin Feng's hand, sword intent roaring, demonic light illuminating the heavens.
"Sleep forever!" Lin Feng's voice shot out, rushing into the other's mind. Then, he slashed down with his sword. The void split apart. A terrifying sound of tearing rang out. The First Lord of Zixiao, Ni Cang, was cleaved in two by the sword strike, his soul and spirit utterly destroyed, causing hearts to tremble.
This was the second powerful figure to fall at Lin Feng's hands, and both were among the top thirty. Even the one he had just killed was the First Lord of Zixiao, Ni Cang.
Watching Lin Feng standing in the void, the Nine Nether spring water flowing in the blue sky, the entire Divine Firmament City fell into silence. They had truly underestimated Lin Feng. This was a person with the potential to enter the top ten. With Ni Cang slain, a vacancy had appeared among the top ten seats.
The Nine Nether gradually dissipated, and the void returned to calm. Of the four battlefields, only the fierce battle between Heavenly Soul Ancient Saint and Jing remained.
Lin Feng slowly turned his body, watching the two fight. At this moment, Heavenly Soul Saint was already using the power of sacred techniques. The entire world was filled with terrifying soul chains. Even standing far away, one felt as if their soul would be severed and leave their body, showing the immense pressure Qing Feng was enduring.
But at this moment, Qing Feng dragged the Phoenix Sword on the ground, slowly advancing. That mad intent caused even Heavenly Soul Saint to tremble.
"Do you want to die?" Jing's long hair wildly danced, as if turning into flaming hair. Her crystal-clear, delicate body seemed to be bathed within a phoenix shadow. An aura of mutual destruction spread from within, repelling the surrounding soul power. Heavenly Soul Saint looked at Jing's eyes and actually felt a trace of fear. This woman was crazy.
"Truce." Heavenly Soul Saint cursed inwardly, speaking as he retracted his aura. Jing's steps finally stopped, and the flames on her body gradually faded. Their battle had no conclusion; neither could do anything to the other. Neither was willing to exhaust all their strength—it wasn't worth it. With so many people here, why should the two of them fight to the death?
"It ended in a draw?" The crowd's expressions froze slightly, quite surprised. This way, exactly half of the combatants had been eliminated. Fifteen remained. Only five more needed to be eliminated. But from now on, eliminating anyone among these fifteen would be absolutely no easy task.
The remaining fifteen were: Hua Qingfeng: First.
Reincarnation Array Artificer: Second.
Wuyazi: Third.
Yu Qing: Fourth.
Chu Chunqiu: Fifth.
Heartless Young Master: Sixth.
Kong Ming: Eighth.
Yao San: Ninth.
Nine Spirits Emperor: Tenth.
Xueyi: Eleventh.
Heavenly Soul Saint: Twelfth.
Moluo: Fourteenth, assassin, King of the Night.
Jing: Eighteenth seat.
Zhou Rongman: Twenty-eighth.
Lin Feng: Thirtieth.
Looking at the yet-to-be-updated rankings, the lowest-ranked were undoubtedly Lin Feng, Zhou Rongman, and Jing. However, Lin Feng had slain the seventh-ranked First Lord of Zixiao, Ni Cang. Who would still dare to regard him as the thirtieth-ranked figure? Zhou Rongman had always given people an unfathomable feeling—harmless yet extremely dangerous. Everyone who fought him had not survived. Jing—the crowd had not forgotten her madness just now.
Moluo, the King Body God of Slaughter, killed without shadow or form. Who dared to underestimate him? Heavenly Soul Saint—who was not wary of his soul attack power? Would these five be easily eliminated?
The further it went, the harder the battles became. Those figures were even less willing to make a move. Who would take the risk? Just now, Ni Cang had gone to fight Lin Feng and lost his life.
The atmosphere grew increasingly delicate. Hua Qingfeng stood alone on the mountain peak, showing no intention of interfering in the battle. The Array Spirit Body was the same, as if all battles were unrelated to him. He had no time to waste. If anyone came to challenge him, he would send them on their way.
Even the people of Divine Firmament City could not predict what would happen next. Except for a few who were almost impossible to eliminate, they dared not say for certain that anyone else would be eliminated, because there were no longer any weaklings. Unless it was Zhou Rongman, perhaps the most likely to be kicked out. Also, the eighth-ranked Kong Ming, the monk of the Sacred Mountain. Although his reputation was great, his combat strength was unknown—he had not yet fought a single battle. Therefore, the crowd also listed Kong Ming as a possible candidate for elimination.
After a moment of silence, on a distant mountain peak, Hua Qingfeng's long robe fluttered. He finally spoke for the first time: "In this Nine Heavens Gathering, you didn't need to participate. You should withdraw."
The crowd's expressions froze slightly. They didn't know who Hua Qingfeng was speaking to.
Jing's gaze slowly turned, looking at Hua Qingfeng. He was speaking to her.
"One more battle," Jing said indifferently. Then her gaze fell on Third Demon Young Master. The person she most wanted to fight was the one who had injured Qing Feng. Regardless of victory or defeat, she would withdraw after this battle.
"Get out here." Jing's gaze locked onto Third Demon Young Master, her temperament icy, her killing intent strong. Her body slowly rose into the air. After resting for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, she would fight again.
Jing's challenge broke the deadlock. Xueyi also prepared to make another move.
She did not choose someone ranked above her, nor the King Body God of Slaughter, nor Lin Feng. Instead, she looked at Zhou Rongman. This person's physical body seemed quite formidable, and she had never feared those with strong bodies. Lin Feng's physical body also seemed extremely terrifying. She wondered how Zhou Rongman's strength compared to Lin Feng's.
Xueyi arrived before Zhou Rongman and said, "Let me see your true strength."
"My name is Zhou Rongman," Zhou Rongman said with a grin. He was very happy to have someone fight him.
"I know your name is Zhou Rongman," Xueyi rolled her eyes at him. This guy was speechless.
"Let me make it more memorable for you. Since this is your last battle, you'll be eliminated soon, so you should remember the name Zhou Rongman clearly," Zhou Rongman scratched his head, smiling naively.
"..." Xueyi rolled her eyes again, speechless. She said coldly, "Fight!"
As her words fell, a starry sky appeared. The sunset glow in the void vanished, replaced by night and stars. This was the second battlefield.
Heavenly Soul Saint walked toward Kong Ming. This monk was extremely calm, having not fought a single battle yet. It was time to kick him out. Among the final five, someone had to be eliminated. Kong Ming was listed by Heavenly Soul Saint as the target for elimination. After all, the others were not easy to provoke, including Lin Feng. Heavenly Soul Saint hadn't expected that Lin Feng's strength would grow stronger the more he fought, even killing Ni Cang.
As for the others, they still showed no intention of making a move. They would wait until these three battles were decided, leaving twelve people. Then they would decide who among the last two should be eliminated.
"After Lin Feng killed Ni Cang, no one challenged him. Those powerful figures were unwilling to take risks. It seems he truly has a chance to enter the top ten," the crowd thought as they saw no one choosing Lin Feng. Zhou Rongman's path was probably at an end. That guy was still so arrogant—truly seeking death.
Kong Ming was also very dangerous and would likely be eliminated.
At this moment, the battle between Jing and Third Demon Young Master had already erupted. Both fought as if their lives depended on it, launching extremely ferocious attacks. Blood-colored Roc wings and Phoenix wings—the two fought in the void, their speed so fast it left afterimages, impossible for the eyes to catch. Very strong, very terrifying.
"So formidable. What kind of person is this woman named Jing?" Many people wondered inwardly. The battle attracted the vast majority of attention.
"My name is Zhou Rongman." At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out. The crowd was stunned. Their gazes turned, and they found that opposite Zhou Rongman, there was no one. On the stone pillar outside, one more person had appeared: the First Beauty of Bixiao, Xueyi.
Expressions of shock appeared on everyone's faces. The words "My name is Zhou Rongman" echoed in the air.
They finally realized that after Lin Feng, they had underestimated another person—the one named Zhou Rongman!
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