Demon Cultivator: Heaven and earth are the cauldron, and all living beings are the medicine

Half a month later, in Moyang City, within the Canglan Sect's Martial Arts Arena, the sect competition entered the final stages of the elimination rounds. All the slots for the Hidden Path Secret Realm had already been determined, but the Martial Arts Arena was still bustling with noise and a sea of people.

All the inner disciples were standing below the stage, watching the upcoming semi-final of the sect competition. Since the slots were already decided, this match didn't hold as much importance and was more of an exhibition match.

In the past half-month, Ning Lu had been unstoppable in the competition, advancing through each round with overwhelming force, reaching the semi-finals with an undefeated record. His reputation now resounded throughout the entire sect.

At that moment, Zheng Ling, standing beside the Martial Arts Arena, announced loudly, "Sect Competition Semi-Finals, Foundation Establishment Stage High-Rank Ning Lu versus Foundation Establishment Stage High-Rank Gu Han! Please, both of you, step onto the stage!"

As his voice faded, the disciples below the stage immediately began to discuss, the noise echoing throughout the entire Canglan Sect.

"Hey! Who do you think will win this match?"

"Of course, it's Ning Lu! He hasn't lost a single match so far. Except for Yang Hetian in the first match, no one else has lasted more than five moves against him!"

"That's not necessarily true! Anyone who can make it to the semi-finals of the competition must have some real skills. I've heard that this Gu Han is also a rare genius from the Gu family!"

......

Ning Lu slowly began to walk, stepping onto the Martial Arts Arena, looking up ahead.

He saw a young man also slowly stepping onto the Martial Arts Arena, with snow-white hair, deep blue pupils, and skin that seemed to be covered with faint ice, emitting a chilling aura.

The two locked eyes, their gazes filled with chills and a strong fighting spirit.

"The match begins!" Zheng Ling shouted, officially starting the semi-final.

As his voice fell, Gu Han's hand flashed with a cold light, and countless dense ice cones appeared around the young man. Each one was incredibly sharp, and the surrounding people could even see their reflections through the ice cones.

"Go!" With Gu Han's loud shout, the dense ice cones, like a rain of bullets, carrying immense power, fiercely attacked Ning Lu.

"Gravity Art!" Ning Lu shouted in his heart, and a faint blue light flashed in his eyes. Several giant rocks around him rose into the sky, mixed with some sand, and heavily smashed towards the oncoming ice cones.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The seemingly incredibly hard rocks, upon encountering the dense ice cones, were as fragile as paper, unable to resist and instantly shattered into small pieces.

"As my cultivation increases, the Gravity Art is becoming increasingly inadequate!" Ning Lu lamented in his heart.

In the next moment, a dazzling five-colored light burst forth from the young man's hand.

Instantly, five flying swords shot out from the young man's sleeve, like cannonballs, directly facing the hundreds of sharp ice cones.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The four flying swords, imbued with elemental power, shone brightly, unstoppable, and in a few breaths, completely shattered the dense ice cones, directly piercing towards Gu Han.

"Hmph! Your four flying swords are indeed very strong, but I have already studied them thoroughly!" Gu Han sneered repeatedly, and began to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body significantly.

Instantly, Gu Han's right hand transformed into a giant ice palm, and four smaller ice palms appeared in front of him, each seemingly corresponding to the oncoming flying swords.

"Ice Palm!" Gu Han shouted, taking a heavy step forward, the ice palm and the young man's figure rushing forward like lightning, fiercely slamming into the four radiant flying swords.

"Hmph! Overestimating yourself! Daring to directly face four flying swords imbued with elemental power, how arrogant!" Ning Lu looked at the young man's figure and sneered in his heart.

"What is Gu Han doing? Is he planning to go all out?"

"Alas! Ning Lu's flying swords are too powerful. Perhaps Gu Han has no other tricks up his sleeve!"

"Ning Lu is truly terrifying!"

The surrounding people chattered, their eyes fixed on the Martial Arts Arena.

However, the next scene shocked everyone present.

The four small ice palms, upon encountering the four flying swords, suddenly changed shape, turning into four scabbards made of ice, directly allowing the four flying swords to be inserted into them.

"What?!" Ning Lu's pupils suddenly contracted, his brow furrowed, obviously not expecting the scene before him, using all his strength, the five-colored light in his hand even more intense.

The four scabbards made of ice were cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the four flying swords were about to break free.

"Hmph! The situation is set, you've lost!"

However, before the four flying swords could break free, Gu Han had already fiercely attacked Ning Lu, his hand a huge ice palm, heavily slamming towards the young man.

"Alas! There's no way!" Ning Lu sighed in his heart, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Heavens! Why did Ning Lu close his eyes?"

"Is he admitting defeat?"

"Alas! Gu Han's palm is so powerful and so fast! Ning Lu probably can't dodge it and has chosen to give up!"

"Alas! What a pity, what a pity! I was quite optimistic about Ning Lu!"

The surrounding people looked at the young man with closed eyes on the stage, and immediately exclaimed, shaking their heads and sighing, some even afraid to look at the stage.

In their hearts, they already believed that the young man was bound to lose.

Even the onlookers felt that the power of Gu Han's palm was extremely terrifying. With one palm, Ning Lu would probably be half-dead.

Suddenly, Ning Lu suddenly opened his eyes, his originally calm eyes turning blood red in an instant, staring intently at Gu Han in front of him.

When Gu Han's eyes met these eyes, the joyful and arrogant expression on his face disappeared, replaced by horror and endless fear.

The young man seemed to have seen something in an instant, a scene of great terror in his life, his figure suddenly stopped in place, the huge ice palm in his hand disappeared, turning into pieces of ice attached to the young man's body.

"Ah!!!"

The young man held his head in his hands, his eyes covered with bloodshot, and he began to howl madly, his expression extremely painful.

"Hmph! With your little bit of skill, you want to defeat me?" Ning Lu shouted, his figure rising from the ground, fiercely punching forward.

"Whoosh!"

As the young man's fist was about to hit the young man, the young man's body suddenly flashed with cold light, and the ice attached to his body instantly turned into an ice cone, fiercely stabbing towards the young man.

"What?" Ning Lu's eyes were horrified, facing the ice cone close at hand, he had no time to dodge.

"Swish!"

The ice cone pierced through the young man's chest, creating a large hole on the right side of the young man's chest, and scarlet blood spurted out, scattering all over the ground.

"Damn it! I didn't expect the ice on this Gu Han's body to have some intelligence, and have the consciousness to protect its master! Fortunately, the Demonic Heart Incantation's effect is still there, otherwise, I would have really capsized in the gutter!" Ning Lu spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring fiercely at the young man with a painful expression.

"Get down, you!" Ning Lu shouted.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the young man's figure was like thunder, heavily kicking the young man's chest, kicking him out of the Martial Arts Arena, heavily slamming into the wall next to him.

"In this match, Ning Lu wins!"

Zheng Ling was stunned for a while before finally ending the suspense of this battle.