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Not a sound could be heard in the entire Caged Battle Arena.
The gazes of everyone gathered onto the same place, the spectating area in the south.
At that place, an old man had fallen in a pool of blood, and he was completely devoid of any signs of life.
"What’s going on?" Many people didn’t see what happened clearly.
Only some of the spectators in the southern spectating area knew the sequence of events.
"Squeak squeak~" A gold colored figure slowly descended onto Duan Ling Tian’s shoulder.
It was precisely the little gold mouse!
Presently, the little gold mouse held a pocket-sized spirit sword in her hand and drop after drop of blood dropped down from above, and it was dazzling and resplendent.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
The crowd of people on the southern spectating area couldn’t help but gasp.
The one that attacked and killed the old man earlier was this little gold mouse?
Before this, they’d noticed that Crazy Young Master, Luo Zhan, who sat at the front of the spectating area, had once come into conflict with the old man who was killed.
At that time, the old man revealed a cultivation at the ninth level of the Void Prying Stage, and it was also at that time that they knew the old man was a member of Prince Sheng’s Estate.
Whereas the young man in embroidered clothes that was beside the old man was the Little Prince of Prince Sheng’s Estate, Zhang Heng.
Earlier, the scene of Duan Ling Tian suddenly attacking and choking Zhang Heng’s throat before lifting him up had already caused them to be dumbstruck.
Later on, they found out that the reason Duan Ling Tian had attacked was because Zhang Heng had insulted the slave in the arena.
Duan Ling Tian seemed to know that slave.
Moreover, based on Duan Ling Tian’s loss of composure, his relationship with the slave was obviously deep.
Most unbelievable to them was still the death of the old man from Prince Sheng’s Estate.
Duan Ling Tian shouted out explosively, then subsequently, the old man was dead.
"What demon beast is this?"
"Too terrifying! I utterly didn’t clearly see how many ancient mammoth silhouettes condensed in the sky at the instant it attacked…"
"It attacked too quickly, I didn’t see it clearly as well."
"I truly never imagined that such a harmless looking little gold mouse actually possesses such a terrifying strength."
"This little gold mouse is obviously a formidable demon beast! And it’s even to the extent it’s very likely a Void Initiation Stage demon beast!"
In the southern spectating area, a single stone raised a thousand ripples, and it was in a complete uproar.
Whereas the statement that Duan Ling Tian had a Void Initiation Stage demon beast by his side spread out, and it spread throughout the entire Caged Battle Arena.
For a time, most people looked at Duan Ling Tian with gazes filled with reverence.
"You… You… You dare kill Elder Ping…" A hoarse voice sounded out from the mouth of Zhang Heng whose neck was held up by Duan Ling Tian.
"I’ll kill you as well if you dare say another word." Duan Ling Tian’s blood red eyes stared fixedly at Zhang Heng, causing Zhang Heng to obediently shut his mouth as slight terror appeared on his face.
Whereas at this moment, the band that held Duan Ling Tian’s long hair had suddenly broke open.
His hair fluttered without the wind.
As he stood there, he gaze the people nearby a shapeless feeling of pressure.
"Trash!" Duan Ling Tian looked at Zhang Heng and spat out a single word in disdain.
Subsequently, he used force in his hand to throw Zhang Heng out.
Zhang Heng fell to the ground in a story state, and he fell with his face on the floor.
"You… You!!" Zhang Heng struggled to stand up, his eyes crimson red from anger, yet he didn’t dare say another word as he hurriedly soared up into the sky to leave the spectating area.
It was unknown to where he’d gone.
Duan Ling Tian couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to Zhang Heng, and he brought along the little gold mouse to walk step by step towards the arena.
At this moment, the gazes of most people were fixed onto Duan Ling Tian, and their gazes moved along with every step of Duan Ling Tian’s…
Duan Ling Tian seemed as if he’d gone down the path of a devil.
"Let’s follow him and see what happens!" Luo Zhan and Chen Shao Shuai looked at each other in the eye, then followed up with slight worry.
After a short moment, Duan Ling Tian arrived before the enormous iron cage that covered the arena.
"Open it!" Duan Ling Tian’s icy cold gaze shot at the nearby worker that was in-charge of opening the iron cage.
But although this worker was afraid of Duan Ling Tian, he didn’t dare make any rash movements.
Because he knew that if he opened the iron cage arbitrarily, he would surely be unable to escape punishment.
"Little Gold!" Duan Ling Tian’s face sank and he shouted out coldly.
This cold shout caused the arena worker’s face to go deathly pale.
Earlier, before the old man of the Prince Sheng’s Estate died, Duan Ling Tian had precisely called out this name.
He was in-charge of the opening of the iron cage at the side of the southern spectating area, and he’d clearly seen the scene from before.
The little gold mouse on Duan Ling Tian’s shoulder attacked.
A sword light that was exceedingly swift flashed past before the little gold mouse stopped moving.
Whereas a ‘door’ was forcefully cut open on the iron cage before Duan Ling Tian, and it was large enough to accommodate Duan Ling Tian’s entry and exit.
Even though the iron cage that enveloped the arena was made of Thousand Year Dark Iron and was able to confine Void Prying Stage martial artists and demon beasts that didn’t possess spirit weapons to rely on.
But once a Void Prying Stage martial artist or demon beast utilized a spirit weapon, they were able to break open this iron cage made of Thousand Year Dark Iron.
Only the sound of Duan Ling Tian’s footsteps could be heard in the silent Caged Battle Arena.
His heavy footsteps walked step by step into the arena.
In the arena, the gaze of the slave with long hair that hung loosely on his shoulders shot at Duan Ling Tian.
Although it was slightly dirty, but the face beneath his disheveled hair possessed a handsome appearance that was difficult to conceal.
As the slave stood there, he faintly revealed a trace of an extraordinary disposition.
This seventh level Nascent Soul Stage slave was obviously of extraordinary background.
Finally, the slave opened his mouth and spoke.
"Duan… Junior Brother Duan Ling Tian." The slave’s voice was hoarse and excited.
"Senior Brother Zheng Song!" Duan Ling Tian walked up quickly and opened his arms to embrace the slave, and crimson red suffused within his eyes.
Exactly, the slave that stood before Duan Ling Tian now was no one else but the son of the former Seven Star Sword Sect’s Mizar Peak’s Master, Zheng Fan, the Inner Court disciple who had a good relationship with Duan Ling Tian, Zheng Song!
"… Good, good." Zheng Song tightly held onto Duan Ling Tian, and his body trembled intensely as he was extremely excited.
"Senior Brother Zheng Song, you’re alive, you’re alive!" Duan Ling Tian’s voice was filled with excitement.
Meanwhile, Luo Zhan and Chen Shao Shuai who followed up had roughly guessed Zheng Song’s identity.
A person that was able to be called Senior Brother by Duan Ling Tian was most probably a disciple of the former Seven Star Sword Sect.
Moreover, based on this Zheng Song’s disposition, he was obviously of extraordinary birth.
"That slave called Duan Ling Tian as Junior Brother?"
"Duan Ling Tian called him Senior Brother?"
Meanwhile, some of the spectators on the spectating area with comparatively higher cultivations had heard the conversation between Duan Ling Tian and Zheng Song.
"No wonder Duan Ling Tian was so enraged, so it turns out that this slave is his Senior Brother!"
"Looks like that slave is a disciple of the former Seven Star Sword Sect."
In next to no time, many people guessed Zheng Song’s origins.
"Senior Brother Zheng Song, come, we’ll go look for a place for you to wash up and get a change of clothes." Duan Ling Tian grabbed onto Zheng Song’s hand and wanted to take him away.
Zheng Song, the son of the Mizar Peak’s Master has helped him quite a lot in the past.
Zheng Fan had similarly given Duan Ling Tian a good deal of help and had even put his life on the line to help Duan Ling Tian leave when the Seven Star Sword Sect was about to be annihilated.
Duan Ling Tian would forever be unable to forget this friendship.
Today, when he saw Zheng Song was alive, he was extremely excited in his heart.
"Junior Brother Duan Ling Tian… I… I’m only a slave now." Zheng Song had a bitter expression on his face as he spoke slowly. "This Caged Battle Arena is a business under the name of the Prince Sheng’s Estate, and it possesses countless ties with the Imperial Family of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom… Don’t offend the Prince Sheng’s Estate because of me."
"I’ve already offended them earlier… It doesn’t matter now." Duan Ling Tian shrugged, and he had an indifferent expression as he pulled Zheng Song and turned around, intending to leave.
"Duan! Ling! Tian!" Finally, the old man in the sky above the arena that was in-charge of presiding over the arena had recovered from his shock, and he shouted out in a grim voice to stop Duan Ling Tian.
Duan Ling Tian raised his head to look at the old man with a calm gaze. "Senior, this is my Senior Brother, a disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect… I want to take him away today. You ought to not stop me, right?"
"Presumptuous!" The old man shouted out coldly. "Duan Ling Tian, what sort of place do you take our Caged Battle Arena to be? I don’t care what identity he had in the past, but since he has become a slave of our Caged Battle Arena, then dead or alive, he’s a member of the Caged Battle Arena!"
"You killed a Revered Elder of our Prince Sheng’s Estate earlier, and members of our Prince Sheng’s Estate will ask you for an explanation… But at this moment, there’s no way that you’re taking away a slave of my Caged Battle Arena!" As the old man spoke, the Origin Energy on his body raged, and a terrifying imposing manner swept out.
In the sky above the old man, two enormous figures condensed into form and they wriggled as they descended.
It was precisely two ancient horned dragon silhouettes.
"First level Void Initiation Stage!" Instantly, Luo Zhan and Chen Shao Shuai who followed behind Duan Ling Tian went grim.
They never expected that the old man who was in-charge of presiding over the arena actually possessed such terrifying strength.
Although the ninth level of the Void Prying Stage and the first level of the Void Initiation Stage were only a step away, in terms of strength, it was instead the difference between heaven and earth!
Compared to the ninth level of the Void Prying Stage, besides a qualitative change occurring in the Origin Energy, the first level of the Void Prying Stage meant that the martial artist had surely comprehended Concept.
Concept was the extension and transformation of Force, and it wasn’t something that Force could compare to.
Even if it was Force at the highest stage, the Advanced Force, it was only compared to the strength of 2,000 ancient mammoths…
Whereas even if it was the lowest concept, the first level Concept, it was comparable to the strength of a horned dragon!
The strength of a horned dragon was the strength of 10,000 ancient mammoths!
First level Concept was a few times stronger than Advanced Force.
The atmosphere within the Caged Battle Arena was tense, and a fight would break out at any moment.
"Junior Brother Duan Ling Tian, leave… The current you is unable to win against this Caged Battle Arena, and unable to win against the Prince Sheng’s Estate." Zheng Song smiled bitterly.
Although he wanted very much wanted to leave, to free himself from this life where living was no better than death.
But if it would harm Duan Ling Tian because of this, then he would rather maintain his present situation.
"Senior Brother Zheng Song, I’ll take you away from here today no matter what… No matter who it is, don’t hope of stopping me! Anyone who stops me, die!" Duan Ling Tian’s gaze went icy cold as he said with a cold voice.
Duan Ling Tian’s voice wasn’t soft and it entered into the ears of everyone present.
This matchlessly overbearing words caused the blood in everyone present to boil…
This was a true iron-blooded man!
Heroism that shot in the sky.
Right at this moment, before the old man in the arena was able to speak.
"What high sounding sentiments!" A cold shout that was filled with rage sounded out from high above in the distant sky.
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