On the arena, the crowd could only be described as having "excited hearts and trembling hands."
Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, all because Xiao Feilian was simply too terrifying.
Even Tang San couldn't help but furrow his brows at this moment, his whole body slightly shaking.
His expression was incredibly complex, shock, disbelief, and even a moment of stunned silence.
Tang San's hundred-thousand-year spirit ring came from Xiao Wu, who had willingly sacrificed herself for him, meaning there was no issue of being unable to absorb it.
Yet now, Xiao Feilian also possessed a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.
Just how strong was her physique to withstand such a thing?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Tang San's pupils shrank, and he clenched his fists tightly.
It was as if he had suddenly thought of something, or perhaps made a firm decision.
Tang San gritted his teeth and looked resolutely at his own hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.
"Xiao Wu, you definitely wouldn't want to see me lose, would you?"
"We have already sacrificed too much for victory."
"I will find a way to bring you back…"
"But before that, I must win this battle. It is far too important to me."
With these thoughts in mind, Tang San's face remained unchanged, but his gaze became increasingly determined.
A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring was indeed terrifying, but Xiao Feilian's hundred-thousand-year spirit ring was her seventh spirit ring.
This meant that the two additional abilities granted by a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring would not be available to her!
Her seventh spirit skill had to be Martial Soul True Body!
"No matter how powerful an attack is, if it can't hit the target, it becomes meaningless!"
"Teleportation, Invincible Golden Body, Void…"
Tang San listed off his arsenal of life-saving techniques, at least one of them had to be effective against Xiao Feilian's attacks.
"Xiao San, we…"
Before Dai Mubai could finish speaking, Tang San interrupted him firmly.
"We can win!"
"Alright!"
Seeing Tang San's unwavering conviction, Dai Mubai clenched his teeth and cast a fierce glare at Xiao Feilian's team.
Since Tang San was so confident, they would have to bet everything on him.
At this point, they had no other choice but to trust him.
Hearing Tang San's determined words, Ma Hongjun and the others snapped out of their fearful daze.
So what if their opponents were Spirit Saints?
They had faced Spirit Saints before.
Even if Xiao Feilian was stronger than any Spirit Saint they had ever fought…
"To be honest, we don't even need the Saintess to defeat you."
"But since this is the championship match, the Saintess has to participate."
Du Siji crossed his arms and spoke casually.
So what if Tang San had a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring?
Against absolute strength, he wouldn't stand a chance.
"Anyone can talk big. Let's see if you can back it up."
Dai Mubai scoffed.
"Fine, then let's deal with you first."
Du Siji spread his hands, flashing a wicked grin.
In the next moment, his expression turned serious, and an intense aura erupted from his body like blazing flames, making him look like a warrior emerging from a sea of fire.
Ma Hongjun's face changed instantly.
Even as the possessor of the Dark Phoenix Martial Soul, he could feel a sense of threat and fear from Du Siji' flames.
"His flames… they're incredibly strong, terrifyingly strong!"
After Ma Hongjun's Martial Soul evolved, it carried an affinity close to the extreme darkness and fire.
But close was not the same as absolute.
Coupled with the fact that Du Siji was two entire spirit ranks above him, Ma Hongjun naturally found him overwhelmingly fearsome.
Only a fellow fire-attribute Spirit Master could truly sense how unbelievably hot those flames were.
Even the audience was visibly shaken.
No one had expected Du Siji to be this terrifying once he unleashed his power.
Though many of the spectators were strong themselves, they still felt immense pressure from him.
"Zhi Qing, I don't need the spiritual link."
As if realizing something, Du Siji turned to Zhi Qing and spoke.
Zhi Qing was briefly stunned before nodding.
"Alright."
From the moment the battle began, everyone on their team had already connected their minds through spiritual links, allowing them to share thoughts and coordination instantly.
But now, Du Siji wanted to opt out of this shared connection.
Zhi Qing didn't question him.
They knew more about Du Siji' true strength than most.
His safety was not a concern.
"Siji, Tang San is special. Don't underestimate him."
Suddenly, Xiao Feilian spoke up.
She could sense things that others could not, which was why she decided to issue this warning.
Du Siji paused, a flicker of surprise crossing his face, before he nodded.
"In that case… I'll go all out!"
As he spoke, he spread his hands, and his palms transformed into massive, dark-gold claws over a meter and a half long.
"???"
"Ex… External Spirit Bone?!"
For a brief moment, the entire arena fell silent.
You could hear a pin drop.
This was an external spirit bone, attached to the hands, and not just one, but both!
A being this blessed by fate… Forget seeing it, most had never even heard of something like this.
"Brothers, I'm going in first!"
With a stomp, Du Siji shot forward like the wind.
His first target?
Dai Mubai.
This loudmouth had dared to provoke the Saintess before the match, he needed to be taught a lesson.
"First Spirit Skill: Blue Silver Bind!"
Tang San instantly activated his first spirit skill, using it to test Du Siji' power.
After being strengthened by his hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, his Blue Silver Grass was as strong as steel, with its flexibility significantly enhanced.
Even though Xiao Wu's abilities had nothing to do with durability, a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring was a complete transformation in quality.
Even if the attributes didn't match, the enhancement it provided was beyond anything a mere ten-thousand-year spirit ring could compare to.
But when faced with the Dark Gold Terror Claw, a single swipe effortlessly sliced the Blue Silver Grass into tiny pieces.
"That external spirit bone is incredibly sharp!"
Tang San was shocked.
His newly enhanced Blue Silver Grass had been shredded with ease.
This showed just how absurdly sharp those claws were.
"Mubai, watch out!"
Tang San knew he couldn't restrain Du Siji, so he focused on pulling Dai Mubai away instead.
The moment Dai Mubai dodged, Du Siji' Dark Gold Terror Claws slashed down.
The razor-sharp claws seemed to cut through space itself, landing heavily on the ground.
The plaza before the Supreme Pontiff's Palace was designed to withstand Spirit Saints clashing without suffering damage.
Yet under Dark Gold Terror Claws, it was sliced apart like tofu.
"Hiss—!"
The Spirit Hall members collectively gasped, their scalps tingling with fear.
If it was this easy to cut through such a solid structure, what would happen if those claws landed on a person?
The mere thought sent cold sweat dripping down their backs.
"What kind of spirit beast did those claws come from? Why are they this terrifying?"
"They look like the claws of a Terrorclaw Bear, but a Terrorclaw Bear's claws would never be this sharp."
With just this single characteristic, the potential of this external spirit bone was already staggering.
"An external spirit bone, huh…?"
Tang San muttered to himself.
He also possessed an evolving external spirit bone, Eight Spider Lances.
But…
Eight Spider Lances… wasn't this terrifying, was it?