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The entire arena was deathly silent. Everyone was staring at the dust-covered high platform.

A gentle breeze blew past and the dust settled. Ling Chuxi was on one knee, still in the same position as before. Her snow-white clothes had long been dyed a dazzling red.

Ling Chuxi\'s body did not reveal the slightest bit of a cultivator\'s aura and was no different from an ordinary person.

Everyone\'s eyes turned gloomy at the same time. Logically speaking, if one successfully survived the spiritual lightning baptism, they could advance to the sage level, and their physique would change accordingly. No matter how serious their injuries were, they would be instantly healed, and at the same time, they would naturally release the vast will of the sage level.

However, Ling Chuxi\'s body was currently covered in injuries. There was not even a single bit of aura on her body. What did this mean? it meant that she had failed. Under the bombardment of the spiritual lightning, her meridians and sea of Qi had been completely destroyed, and she had become a cripple.

It would be a joke for such a heaven-defying genius to be defeated by a spirit lightning that had advanced to the sage level just like that. Even a cultivator with mediocre talent would be able to survive the two-nine spirit lightning without any danger as long as he could reach this realm.

However, when they recalled the spiritual lightning earlier, no one could laugh. This spiritual lightning was simply too terrifying. Not to mention Ling Chu, how many of them could withstand it?

"Impossible, this is impossible." Zi Yin mumbled, unable to believe her eyes.

"Ling Chuxi, I was wondering how strong you were. To think that you couldn\'t even withstand a mere 29 heavenly lightning and was actually crippled. Hahahaha." Feng lengsong came in front of Ling Chuxi and looked at her with ridicule as he laughed wildly.

Elder Tong frowned. No matter what, Feng lengsong was still a descendant of an aristocratic family. Although he thought highly of himself and could not help but be arrogant, he usually did things with the demeanor of a great family. Today\'s behavior was a little too abnormal.

The others also glared at Feng lengsong angrily. As fellow cultivators, they could naturally understand how depressed and disappointed Ling Chuxi was at this moment. It was not easy for a rogue cultivator without any background to be able to reach this step, but she had fallen under the spirit lightning that was used to advance to the sage level. Just thinking about it made people sigh endlessly.

Feng lengsong was a fellow disciple. Even if he had a big grudge with Ling Chuxi, he should not hit her when she was down at this time.

"Feng lengsong, don\'t you think you\'re celebrating a little too early? You shouldn\'t be this close to me. " As Ling Chuxi spoke, she once again stood up with great difficulty. Her face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood, but there was a mocking smile on it.

"What?" Feng lengsong\'s heart was inexplicably shocked.

The others also looked at Ling Chuxi in confusion, as if they had realized something.

"The 18 bolts of spiritual lightning have all fallen, why haven\'t the spiritual clouds dispersed yet?" Suddenly, someone pointed at the sky and exclaimed.

Everyone raised their heads. As expected, the 18 spiritual Thunderbolts had all fallen. Logically speaking, regardless of the outcome, the spiritual clouds should have dispersed by now. However, at this moment, not only did the spiritual clouds not disperse, they became even more solid, layer upon layer, covering the sky and the sun. It was as if the undulating mountains above their heads could fall at any time.

With a clap of thunder, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, as if it had split the entire sky in half.

The originally dark sky was also illuminated!

"There\'s still one more. There\'s actually another spiritual lightning!" Zhuo fangshu licked her lips, suddenly turned around, and ran. Her reaction was swift, and her steps were Swift.