Ye Lingfeng’s motive was apparent. He knew that he couldn’t defeat Dongyang Fengxiao head-on, so he chose to drag the battle out. The entire battle lasted until the elders of the Theocracy felt greatly humiliated. Before Autarch Yun even spoke, Meng Tingyu tactfully pulled out Dongyang Fengxiao, who was on the brink of losing his rationality, along with his dying lifebound beast.

“F-father, I’m not finished! I can win!” Dongyang Fengxiao resentfully glared at Ye Lingfeng, who was coming out of the Cyclic Mirror Lake. His face alternated between blue and purple, and he was gasping for breath. He knew that he had fallen for Ye Lingfeng’s scheme, which made him feel greatly humiliated.

“Get lost,” Autarch Yun muttered. 

Dongyang Fengxiao immediately collapsed on the ground, and a few people came out to bring him and his lifebound beast away.

At that moment, the atmosphere in the banquet had dropped past the zero point. It wouldn’t be so humiliating, if Dongyang Fengxiao had simply surrendered. But Dongyang Fengxiao was anxiously chasing after Ye...