Lin Yun stood domineeringly with the Aurora Dragon and Qiongqi standing behind him. Lying on the ground, Qin Yu’s face was pale with disbelief in his eyes. He knew that he was finished. His trump card was nothing before the two Primordial Chaotic Beasts and he had nothing else to fight against Lin Yun with.

This competition should be my stage, so why? Why did this sword slave get to laugh in the end?!

“Final match, Lin Yun wins!” announced the judge. This instantly caused an uproar in the plaza because no one was optimistic for Lin Yun since the beginning, but he had created a legend. There was no previous success in Hell Mode, but he did it.

“Champion!” Luo Feng sighed out in relief. It hadn’t been easy on Lin Yun. No one felt that he was weak or he wasn’t talented enough. Previously, Luo Feng had only felt that Lin...