Chapter 1158 - Northern Foothill Mines
As the yellow sand and dust settled, the arena came into sharp focus, revealing a scene that shattered the crowd's understanding, including Yu Wentai's. Liu Wuxie stood alone in the center, relaxed as though nothing had happened, but he feigned a faint look of confusion on his face.
"What's happening? Where's the Bamboo Mountain Beast?" voices echoed from the stands.
Just moments ago, a raging sandstorm and turbulent currents had consumed the arena. Now, the Bamboo Mountain Beast was gone. Some speculated the wind had swept it away, but no one truly believed Liu Wuxie had killed it. Even if he had, they should have found a corpse or at least traces of battle. Instead, there was nothing, no marks on the ground, no lingering sounds of combat, only the eerie stillness that followed the storm. Compared to the first two rounds, this one was far too strange.
Yu Wentai narrowed his eyes, realizing he had underestimated Liu Wuxie. The beast's disappearance was a mystery, but one that gnawed at him.
When He Yingwu opened his eyes and saw the empty arena, he jumped to his feet and waved his fist in excitement. Chen Gang, by contrast, froze where he stood, his face twisted in shock.
"That's impossible! How could the Bamboo Mountain Beast vanish mysteriously?" Chen Gang shouted, grabbing the nearest person as if to confirm he wasn't dreaming.
The arena erupted into chaos, voices overlapping in speculation about where the beast had gone. Liu An stood in disbelief, shaking his head. The creature that had reigned invincible in the arena had vanished without a trace. Whispers spread, suggesting a powerful expert had spirited it away, but that was absurd. Anlu Star was the territory of the Immortal Slaughter Palace, and no one would dare to offend them.
Only Liu Wuxie knew the truth. When the beast had lunged toward him, he had summoned the Ancestral Tree, its branches coiling tightly around it and piercing deep into its body. In an instant, the Bamboo Mountain Beast had lost all ability to resist, its life force transforming into divine energy that streamed into the desolate world. A massive Divine Fruit now hung from the Ancestral Tree, but with so many watching, Liu Wuxie had no intention of refining it yet. Opening the third divine gate here would expose him as the beast's killer.
"Commander, three victories in a row. As per our agreement, I should be allowed to live now, right?" Liu Wuxie said, cupping his hands toward Yu Wentai.
According to their agreement, he had earned his survival and settled the previous issues.