Chapter 1893 - Yield



Davis's brows were furrowed a bit.

He saw that the only four who were remaining were Drake, Logan, Sophie, and Clara and felt that it was pretty much the Alstreim Family's win at this point, and so did many others. However, they all wondered why Sophie wasn't eliminated, and Honorable Elder Julian Kruse publicly explained that it was because Mu Bing surrendered before they could make a verdict, making it so that Sophie passed and that they couldn't eliminate someone who passed.

Mu Bing publicly said that she was fine with it before leaving towards her Mystic Ice Sect, making the others nod. If she was fine with it, those who complain about it would certainly be fools.

'Ahh... I should apologize again...'

Meanwhile, Sophie felt extremely bad for infringing on a sensitive subject.

If she knew that Mu Bing had such origins, she wouldn't have even gone near that topic as she just wanted to let the other party know how meaningless life is without someone to share that happiness and sorrow with. But with this kind of origin, Sophie knew such thinking could not be passed across.

'Wait...'

Only then did she suddenly realize that she was not eliminated yet, and noticing the doors were all green, she wondered if she was allowed to continue to participate before moving below, wanting to meet up with Niera if it was possible, unaware that Tanya Frostblight had eliminated her.

She recalled Mu Bing's words and headed below, opened the door, and headed inside but saw no one. However, she became startled.The inaugural upload of this chapter took place via N0v3l-B1n.

[For flouting a rule, you have to choose another door to take before the turn ends or risk being bombarded by an offensive formation that would weaken your energy considerably or probably even eliminate you.]

Looking at the characters that mysterious appeared before her, she calmed before doing the same action Niera once took, checking for illusory traps.

Nevertheless, finding none, she turned to look towards the direction where Mu Bing pointed, telling her that Niera was in that direction.

'Should I go in that way? But... if Niera isn't here in my room, the chances are that she left in a different way, not wanting to encounter Mu Bing...'

Sophie wondered before she saw no one again. However, there was a blazing and icy air in the room that was familiar to her.

"This is..."

Her eyes widened, making her think that Niera and Tanya Frostblight had possibly encountered each other here. However, who won?

She had no idea, but looking at the locked doors, she heaved a sliver of breath, knowing that she would have to wait for the third turn to end.

Before Sophie came to this room, Tanya Frostblight moved below, her complexion not appearing to be normal. She pushed open the door, entering the third row, fourth column spatial bubble, and towards her left, saw Drake Blackburn standing on the other side of the room, appearing crestfallen as though he hadn't found what he wanted but abruptly reacted to her presence.

"Wait, Falling Snow Sect Beauty! I'm coming for you!"

Drake Blackburn reached out his hand towards Tanya Frostblight's presence. However, the door ended up closing upon him, causing him to wryly laugh.

However, his expression suddenly froze as he sensed the door below him opening. Instantly, he began to feel like boss music was playing in his head, which made him gulp before he slowly turned to look behind him and saw a beauty that made him tremble.

However, Clara didn't wait anymore as her lips moved, casting a mandate technique.

"Embolden~"

Formless might instantly threatened to suppress Drake Blackburn when he suddenly moved, trying to escape, but it instantly caught up to him, restricting his movements.

"Break!"

Yang flames surged out of his body as it seared through the formless might, allowing him to break out of it. He didn't shoot straight but shot towards Clara in an instant as their four domains intersected, wanting to defeat her as soon as possible.

However...

"Yield~"

"Aiya! I'm not into submission!"

Drake's scalp turned numb before he suddenly found his neck constraining, shoulders pressed, fingers bending, knees cracking, and toes curling under Clara's immense formless might, causing him to falter. It completely disallowed him to move, causing him to clench his teeth and cry out by the unfairness of this woman's terrifying prowess.

With this being the case, unless he ambushed her, he wouldn't be able to defeat her, no?

Even his meridians felt like they were almost being crushed as they were suppressed, disabling him from using any powers at this single moment.

Clara heaved a cold breath as she spent twenty percent of her essence energy in that second technique she cast.

Simultaneously, her lithe figure moved extremely fast that she appeared before Drake Blackburn and pointed her finger at his forehead, an icy flaming wisp appearing before him, threatening to wipe out his soul if he moved ever so lightly as her absolute suppression broke automatically after that one second passed.

"..."

Drake Blackburn looked stumped by the usage of her overbearing prowess, making him unable to even show the extent of his own prowess. He understood that he should not hold back a single strand of his energy next time, causing him to sigh because there probably would not be a next time in real life and death battle.

"I accept defeat."

Clara saw a white light encase him, making him disappear. However, her expression became complex, making her think that the other party was not agreeable to battling her as though something was holding him back that she didn't feel good to have overpowered him like this.

However, it was precisely because she felt the encroaching threat from him did she not hesitate to use all her powers except the Transcendent Truth Eyes.

At this moment, the doors began shining green, causing her to understand that the third turn ended rather quickly.

'The others didn't meet any opponents?'

Clara couldn't tell how many were left by this fourth turn, but she took a step forward and moved in the direction where Drake Blackburn came from, her purple eyes flashing in a covert gleam.