บท 1243: Give Up?

The cultivators from the nine great tribes were all shocked when they saw what was happening.

Prince Duan Wuji had been the first one to be seriously wounded. From his current stance, it was clear that this wound was affecting him greatly, and he was still fighting to control the Flames of the Way within him.

On the other side of the battlefield, Ye Futian swept his gaze around. The Divine Sun Furnace swallowed up everything, and gradually devoured the dark green vortex. Duan Wuji had no time to deal with him, and so the conflict up in the air had come to an end.

"Duan Wuji has lost." Everyone's hearts trembled. This was an unexpected outcome.

If this had just been a regular duel, then even though Lord Ye of Qianye City did not have a brilliant record, he would still have been strong because of Yu Sheng, and he could have been more than a match for Prince Duan Wuji.

However, this was a contest of flames.