1112 Struggle

An explosive roar louder than any the crowd had unleashed yet blasted across the stadium, shaking it as if it had been hit by powerful battle art. The weaker members in the crowd, those in the Meridian Forging Realm, groaned in discomfort from the power of the crowd, their bones creaking and souls aching.

For this very reason, any cultivator below the Meridian Forging Realm was not allowed to attend the tournament in person, as the atmosphere was far too electric to contain. John completely ignored the sounds coming from the hysterical crowd, instead focusing only on Ji'Han.

The moment the match started, John's aura burst alight like a heavenly bonfire, drowning the arena in his power. Scythe tightly gripped in hand, he prepared to launch towards Ji'Han in an instant.

"Wait," Ji'Han said calmly, raising his hand in a gesture to stop John before he could react.