In this final segment, Hou Niao relentlessly stoked the flames, leading the three of them onto an irreversible path of the death race.

He knew he couldn't run for long, but he bet that the other two couldn't either, or perhaps they didn't know how long they could last!

Would you dare to stake your life?

This is a madman!

Jue Mingzi and Lao Du both regretted betting their lives with such a person. Due to their pride, neither of them brought any Artifact into the Grotto Heaven, which was a sign of confidence, the motivation for them to move forward fearlessly, and the internal reason for their excellence.

Therefore, the three of them actually ran faster and faster on this path of death.

Lao Du gritted his teeth, refusing to concede. To become the leader of the Demon Sect, he couldn't let the Sword Sect outshine him, or else what confidence would he have to boast?

Jue Mingzi threw caution to the wind. He still insisted that he should be the strongest among the three. There was no reason these two dared to risk their lives, but he did not?

Hou Niao enjoyed the chaos because he had faced death more times than the other two. Since he began cultivation, every day had been like this. He might not endure as long as the others, but he would certainly make no mistakes in the final adaptation, which the other two might not be able to do.

His Sword Light Division had already soared to fourteen hundred swords. With the increase in spiritual power completed in the Altar Cave Heaven, he didn't even know his limits. If the Sword Light Division reached its limit and couldn't resolve the situation, he could only evolve the Body Sword Skill for a life-sacrificing strike.

Whom to kill? Jue Mingzi? Or Lao Du?

The nearly full-powered violent output of the three caused severe tremors in the Seventh Altar Space. Starting from a point and spreading to a surface, it quickly expanded and extended to the altar walls, causing the entire inner wall to tremble irregularly with their rhythm, intensifying increasingly.

But in the fierce battle, the three had no time to care about the altar; it was a problem for the Cave Spirit, not theirs.

All of them had become battle-mad, even the most rational Jue Mingzi found it hard to control himself, no longer considering retreat. In the current situation, whoever withdrew would die, and die without any worth.

Lao Du was boiling with rage, completely disregarding his life and death. To those who practiced the Heartless Dao, this was their ultimate realm—heartless to others, and heartless to oneself.

This time, it was Hou Niao who had some regrets. Unfortunately, as the last fire-stoker, he successfully provoked everyone's violence, and the die was cast. Now, it wasn't just him stoking the flames, but all three, and they would see who was the mule and who was the horse.

Jue Mingzi discreetly pinched a spell, his final resort—Pure Qi Rainbow Heaven, targeting Lao Du. As long as he killed him, the Wu Sect would be his to command.

Lao Du silently invoked Mysterious Skill, Heartless Feather, but he aimed at Hou Niao. By defeating the Quanzhen Sect Hierarch, the Heartless Dao would become the leader of the Demon Sect on the Continent, and he would secure his position as the head of the Lian Sect.

Hou Niao was preparing his Unification Sword, then turning the Jianjue Mountain on Jue Mingzi. If he killed, it had to be Yuqing Daoist, or else he wouldn't avenge the Dushan Ceremony's disgrace.

With the three circling each other, it might even result in a famous mutually destructive scene.

Just then, the altar wall finally underwent a special change due to their stimulation, as if the glaze of the inner wall peeled off, revealing its essence inside. The refraction and reflection of spiritual power suddenly increased manifold. This change instantly disrupted the preparations of the three.

Throughout the fight, the three had actually been enduring the spiritual influence of the altar space, with their spiritual power constantly dispersing and replenishing, yet still within a tolerable range and not overly affecting the battle process.

But the sudden change of the altar wall doubled the influence on their spiritual power, immediately nullifying their plans, forcing them to focus entirely on maintaining their own spiritual power balance, leaving no energy to bother about others.

Such a battle, even if a few Nascent Soul Masters came, couldn't separate them, nor guarantee absolute fairness when separating. But the altar space did it, the sudden doubling of spiritual power reflection caught them off guard, making them instinctively adjust their offensive and defensive rhythm, akin to a blazing fire suddenly doused with a bucket of icy water...

Jue Mingzi's heart skipped a beat, immediately withdrawing the Pure Qi Rainbow Heaven, for under such spiritual interference, he couldn't perform spells properly.

Lao Du swallowed a mouthful of blood, the Heartless Feather ending ineffectively, for in such a state, he couldn't control it.

Hou Niao's Sword Light was somewhat dispersing, unable to manage the fourteen hundred streams, he could only reduce it.

All three simultaneously withdrew their efforts, shifting to counter the reflected spiritual power of the altar wall. Once this process began, it never stopped, like an impulsive man losing all desire for a fatal contest.

After all, every one of them had already shown they weren't afraid to die, but they didn't truly wish to die.

It was a tacit understanding among cultivators, just as they had tacitly stoked the flames before, and now they began tacitly cooling down. All tests had been made, dying here seemed unworthy.

Jue Mingzi realized he had plenty of opportunities in the future; why decide life and death under circumstances unfavorable to him?

Lao Du thought he had discovered the weaknesses of the Sword Cultivator, a promising future awaited.

Hou Niao knew he could kill one but not the second; such a gamble for life was meaningless.

With this understanding, the offensive and defensive rhythm among the three sharply declined, and once it decreased to a certain level, they each leaped out of the circle, leaving the battle group.

From a safe distance, they steadied themselves and began another form of contest.

It wasn't that they sympathized with each other, but the physical duel had passed, and now the mental duel began.

Contesting spiritual power control, to see who could first complete the task within the Seventh Space, who had the best hope of meeting the Cave Spirit first, and who could ultimately claim the Altar Space as their own.

This also aligned more with the Cave Spirit's cultivation approach.

The three of them were all shrewd individuals, each having their unique understanding of the changes in external trends. In their view, the anomaly in the inner wall of the Seventh Altar Space was not truly due to the Grotto Heaven being unable to bear the power waves of their battle, at least not entirely.

It was more likely that the Cave Spirit was using this method to warn them not to overstep?

So they tacitly ceased fighting, distanced themselves, and employed a Cave Spirit-approved method to settle superiority and inferiority.

Cultivation must follow the trend; they could disregard Nascent Soul Masters since each possessed the strength to kill one. But in the Grotto Heaven, the Cave Spirit was like God, and its realm was several levels above theirs, so they had to adapt accordingly.

The space finally became quiet, but the doubled change in spiritual power did not disappear, making it even more challenging than in the normal Seventh Space. Of course, this might also mean greater rewards, as long as you had the capability to claim them.

The competition remained intense.

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