Chapter 1185: Heavenly Demon Dance, Heavenly Mystery

Bai Xiuxiu actually began to dance gracefully around Lan Xuanyu. It looked as though the two of them were dancing together, but in truth, it was only she who was moving, leading the dance with her own movements.

The very instant her dance began, Duan Yizhou had already charged forward fiercely. Twin blades slashed out, silver light erupting.

Bai Xiuxiu’s delicate body spun around to face him head-on. Facing that twisted, illusory, and powerful spatial void, her bare hand guided the way, and in an instant, everything around them turned blue-violet.

The silver light was almost instantly extinguished. In the next moment, both Duan Yizhou and Zhou Tianyi felt the world spinning around them. It was as if countless copies of Bai Xiuxiu had appeared all around them.

Boom—

From the spectators’ perspective, when Duan Yizhou and Zhou Tianyi arrived in front of Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu, silver light burst forth for a killing strike. But in the very next instant, all the ice, snow, and abyssal devouring energy within the entire arena, along with the dark blue light that had just been released, all converged like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, pouring into that peerlessly beautiful, dancing figure. Darkness ebbed and flowed, and then Duan Yizhou, still in his armor, was blasted flying outward.

The silver armor on Duan Yizhou’s body was actually dripping with deep blue liquid. Though the light around him continued to twist, twisted alongside it were blue-violet halos writhing in tandem.

Bai Xiuxiu continued to dance around Lan Xuanyu, as if nothing that had just happened had anything to do with her. But all the dark elements and ice elements in the entire arena were pulsing in unison with her dance. As she moved, the area she covered grew larger and larger, her aura stronger and stronger.

Seemingly deliberately, seemingly carelessly, Bai Xiuxiu waved her bare hand lightly, and a surging torrent of blue-violet light swept outward. Duan Yizhou slashed both blades before him, countless silver blades bursting outward. But they were all extinguished within that vast undercurrent. He was blasted back again, hard, all the way to the edge of the platform, crashing against the protective barrier.

A layer of blue-violet ice crystallized on the surface of his silver armor, and as that ice quietly melted, it peeled the silver from the armor layer by layer.

What ability was this?

The scene before them left all the contestants dumbfounded. Bai Xiuxiu’s dance grew faster and faster. If one stared at her too long, it felt as though one’s mind was being stolen away. She was like the core of a colossal vortex, devouring all gazes around her, devouring everything.

Ice and darkness, beneath her graceful dance, no longer distinguished themselves from one another. The terrifying energy made heaven and earth seem as though they too would be devoured and corroded.

Duan Yizhou and Zhou Tianyi had already understood before this that today’s opponents would be extremely difficult. But what they had feared most was still the strength of the Golden Dragon Princess, Lan. What they dreaded most was being controlled by Xiuxiu and then finished off by Lan.

Yet up to this very moment, Lan had not made a single move. And the strength Xiuxiu had just displayed far surpassed everything she had shown in the round-robin stage.

Seeing this, even Xu Yanmo—the Light Element controller, the very existence of the Radiant Holy Dragon—had an extremely grim expression. Could even he fully withstand that surging, monstrous tide of darkness?

Xiuxiu’s strength was actually this formidable? Or had she only achieved this level after receiving an amplification from Lan?

Waves crashing against the shore!

Within the entire arena, the blue-violet light formed billows one moment, layers upon layers the next. Every time Duan Yizhou fought with all his might to break out, he was driven back by those tumultuous waves, unable to get even half a step closer. And under the corrosion of those raging surges, he grew weaker and weaker.

Bai Xiuxiu’s beautiful eyes were especially bright today. She kept dancing gracefully, deflecting her opponents’ attacks time and again, yet her gaze remained fixed on Lan Xuanyu’s eyes.

As the center around which the entire dance revolved, Lan Xuanyu felt everything most clearly and acutely. His mind had already become one with her dance. The figure before him grew more beautiful by the moment; every spin was so perfect and moving. He had even forgotten that this was a competition. Feeling Xiuxiu’s fragrant breath, sensing the sprawling dark ice storm, he was utterly entranced.

The Dragon God bloodline power flowing into her was her sturdiest support. It guided her to bring forth everything she had learned to its fullest expression.

All of her soul skills, in that instant, had fully merged into this dance, becoming part of the dance itself. Every time Duan Yizhou and Zhou Tianyi were sent flying, they were effectively taking a double blow from darkness and ice.

They grew slower and slower. Within that cold darkness that showed no sign of waning, their struggles became more and more feeble.

Roar— A mournful dragon cry rang out. They could no longer hold on, and collapsed to the ground.

“Match over. Lan, Huang Xiuxiu win.”

Bai Xiuxiu spun three times in place, finally stopping before Lan Xuanyu, taking both his hands in hers. Her breathing was clearly hurried. A rosy flush drifted across her lovely face; her beauty was beyond compare.

Ninth soul skill: Heavenly Demon Dance, Heavenly Mystery.

This was the first time she had ever used her ninth soul skill. With the support of the Dragon God bloodline, in the midst of that dance, she had also undergone a process of enlightenment. Everything had been melted into one within the Heavenly Demon Dance. All the gains from her recent cultivation had been thoroughly integrated.

Lan Xuanyu looked at her, his eyes filled with pure admiration. This victory belonged to Bai Xiuxiu.

In the waiting area, utter silence reigned. All the contestants, including Qi Tianlong, had solemn expressions.

Everyone knew how powerful Lan was. They had their own assessments. But no one had expected that in this final stage, when facing opponents who also possessed Dragon Mounts, Xiuxiu would suddenly display such overwhelming strength. It gave them the feeling that she was in no way inferior to Lan.

Though she had only performed at this level with Lan’s support, Lan had not actually participated in the battle. And the overall strength Xiuxiu had just shown was already very close to Xu Yanmo’s level. And this was without Divine Dragon Armor or weapons.

Bai Xiuxiu’s face was slightly flushed. This was her first time unleashing her full power and executing her strongest ability.

At the start, she had simply been releasing her soul skills one after another. But gradually, she had become completely immersed in that wondrous feeling.

The Dragon God bloodline power transmitted from Lan Xuanyu’s hand stimulated her own bloodline and soul power, awakening the Abyssal Frost Demon Dragon origin that had fused with her after merging with the Demon Queen. Everything coalesced during the Heavenly Demon Dance, Heavenly Mystery, producing a process of sublimation.

This was clearly a process of quantitative change leading to qualitative change. Powerful opponents, the support of the Dragon God bloodline, the hard training of recent days, Dragon Force Tempering, Dragon Marrow Forging, the nurturing of the Dragon God bloodline from within—all of it, beneath that single song of the Heavenly Demon Dance, fused completely into one, allowing her to achieve a qualitative leap.

Such an opportunity was something that most Soul Masters would never encounter in their entire lives. Yet Bai Xiuxiu, with Lan Xuanyu’s help, had achieved it before the age of twenty. And in doing so, she had found her own path—the true path—paving the way for her future ascent to god rank.

The moment the Heavenly Demon Dance, Heavenly Mystery was completed, she felt a clarity in her mind. Everything around her became distinct. Within her spiritual world, within her consciousness, everything she wished to perceive presented itself clearly.

She could even sense the flow of dragon energy within every pattern on the surface of the Rising Dragon Platform, sense every vivid detail of the outside world.

At that moment, her spiritual power had finally reached the threshold and crossed into the Spirit Domain realm.

Lan Xuanyu held Bai Xiuxiu’s hand, standing in place for a long while. Only when her eyes regained their focus did he take her hand and lead her off the competition platform. Joyful delight was written on both their faces.