The purpose of Zhi Qingge taking the stage, though it was to showcase that the drawbacks of Demon Blood had been overcome, Chu Nan did not intend to let her go to her death.

The Demon Blood Martial Arts Arena was fraught with peril and hidden experts. Zhi Qingge could not possibly sweep everything with just an outburst of Demon Blood Power, and Chu Nan did not dare imagine so.

Therefore, to ensure everything was foolproof, Chu Nan lent the precious Emperor-grade Spirit Martial, the Black and White Guiyuan Sword, to Zhi Qingge.

With the Emperor-grade Spirit Martial for protection, as long as the cultivation gap was not more than three realms, Zhi Qingge could handle any crisis, even if defeated, there was a chance to preserve her life.

The appearance of the Emperor-grade Spirit Martial shocked the entire audience.

Leveraging the power of the Black and White Guiyuan Sword, Zhi Qingge injured Zhi Ruo with just one strike.

She was surrounded by the power of Demon Blood, wielding the Emperor-grade Spirit Martial, momentarily unmatched.

Zhi Qingge seemed to transform into a Demon God emerging from the Sea of Blood, fiercely charging at Zhi Ruo.

Zhi Ruo, injured by the Black and White Guiyuan Sword, showed no fear; instead, he ingested the blood flowing incessantly from his wound, an uncontrollable excitement showing on his face.

Boom!

Upon seeing Zhi Qingge wield the Emperor-grade Spirit Martial, Zhi Ruo, though mad, was not foolish, and without hesitation, unleashed his own Demon Blood Power, his aura soaring instantly.

"Die for me!" Zhi Ruo, with a bloodthirsty and vicious look, charged at Zhi Qingge amidst roars.

Zhi Qingge, with tightly knitted brows, wielded the Emperor-grade Spirit Martial calmly in response, and soon the two were locked in a bloody battle.

In the audience, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

On one side was Zhi Qingge, whose outburst of Demon Blood appeared to have no drawbacks and wielded the Emperor-grade Spirit Martial; on the other side was Zhi Ruo, with higher cultivation, greater strength, and a more frenzied will.

Each had their advantages and disadvantages.

This battle, initially, Zhi Ruo had an absolute advantage through cultivation, but with Zhi Qingge using the Emperor-grade Spirit Martial, the battle became unpredictable.

Everyone's hearts were on edge at this moment.

Only Chu Nan remained calm, knowing that the outcome of this battle was not important, as long as Zhi Qingge could demonstrate not fearing the drawbacks from the outburst of Demon Blood.

His gaze occasionally fell on Zhi Jiang and the old man he brought. He noticed, as Zhi Qingge fought longer, their eyes became brighter.

One incense stick of time, two incense sticks of time... four incense sticks of time!

After four incense sticks of time, apart from excessive physical exertion that required continuous replenishment with elixirs, Zhi Qingge's will was completely clear, showing no signs of frenzy.

On the opposite side, Zhi Ruo, originally a test subject to verify Zhi Qingge's ability, had his will eroded by Demon Blood in less than two incense sticks of time after unleashing his Demon Blood Power, due to failing to defeat Zhi Qingge.

He was entirely in a frenzied state, fighting with no regard for pain, becoming increasingly manic.

Before the fight, Zhi Ruo's consciousness was on the verge of collapse; now, after four incense sticks of time, his consciousness was completely suppressed by the power of the Demon Blood.

He had become a mindless being, knowing only combat and slaughter, and completely suppressed Zhi Qingge.

If he were to leave the Demon Blood Martial Arts Arena, it would bring immense casualties to the Zhi Family Secret Realm.

But despite Zhi Ruo's madness, the Demon Blood Martial Arts Arena had no intention of stopping it, watching coldly and fixating on the battle in the ring.

Zhi Qingge, wielding the Black and White Guiyuan Sword, struggled to restrain Zhi Ruo's offensive, her complexion turning increasingly pale.

Five incense sticks, six incense sticks...

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhi Qingge continued to battle a frenzied Zhi Ruo, her gaze remaining clear!

The Demon Blood Martial Arts Arena fell completely silent, many people, especially the Zhi Family Martial Artists, no longer cared about the victory or defeat of this battle. They only wanted to know how long Zhi Qingge could persist without going mad.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable, how many years has it been, how many years has it been since I've seen someone remain stable in the state of Demon Blood outburst for so long?"

"A miracle, it is a miracle granted by heaven to the Zhi Family!"

"If we could all be like Zhi Qingge, perhaps we wouldn't have to worry about turning mad."

"Our Zhi Family has hope now, has hope!"

Zhi Jiang and the elder behind him trembled with excitement.

Unprecedented, unprecedented!

Since the Zhi Family mastered the Demon Blood, no one could continuously unleash Demon Blood for an hour without descending into madness.

Zhi Qingge stood unique!

Such an important change could not help but excite Zhi Jiang and the elder.

The promise of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall was ultimately illusory, yet Zhi Qingge stood vividly in front of them.

Bang!

The Black and White Guiyuan Sword was struck away, and Zhi Qingge's face turned pale as her long jade legs retreated continuously; she had reached her limits.

Not the limit of the Demon Blood outburst, but the limit of her physical strength.

Even elixirs could no longer replenish her; she completely lost the ability to fight.

Zhi Ruo's eyes were blood red, filled with blood. After knocking away Zhi Qingge's spirit martial, he lunged at her like a beast, his eyes showing a bloodthirsty frenzy.

Just as Zhi Ruo pounced towards Zhi Qingge, ready to tear her apart, a silver spear shot out like a meteor.

The Cloud Sea Realm below the arena finally intervened, throwing a silver spear that pierced through Zhi Ruo's abdomen, pinning him firmly to the platform.

"Ah!" Zhi Ruo let out a crazed roar, struggling desperately despite the pain, trying to break free of the silver spear's binding.

The Cloud Sea Realm below the arena, having experience, launched several more spears in succession, pinning Zhi Ruo's limbs and firmly fixing his body.

Even as Zhi Ruo struggled recklessly, he was unable to break free.

Zhi Qingge let out a long sigh of relief, and her gaze towards Zhi Ruo held some pity.

This murderous appearance was not truly Zhi Ruo's nature but a result of Demon Blood washing over his soul.

"Zhi Ruo lost his will due to a Demon Blood outburst; Zhi Qingge wins!" The referee ascended the platform, announcing the victory.

The entire Demon Blood Martial Arts Arena erupted in deafening cheers, even not caring about the lost essence stones, cheering not just for Zhi Qingge but also for themselves.

If the secret of Zhi Qingge's stable Demon Blood outburst could be shared, it would bring about a transformative change for the entire Zhi Family!

Zhi Qingge retrieved the Black and White Guiyuan Sword, rising slowly and relishing the cheers from the entire Demon Blood Martial Arts Arena.

Chu Nan's lips curved into a smile. After retrieving the fifteen thousand essence stones won from a gamble, he addressed Zhi Jiang, especially the elder behind him, "My elder, are you satisfied?"

The elder wore a stoic expression, appearing extremely indifferent, but the flush on his cheeks revealed an internal surge as tumultuous as a tidal wave.

He gazed at Chu Nan, speaking slowly, "Was this your doing? Despite all the years' research by the Zhi Family, we could not find the method. Just how did you achieve this?"

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