Whoa! The audience rose to a clamor. "What's the thing that's in them?" "Are they really with the King of the Dead?" "F*ck! They almost deceived me. What a pity! They all look so gorgeous..." The crowd had very little knowledge about the Nine Saint Oracles, and they knew nothing about the Nascent's Power. Therefore, they believed in Lord Kenny's words. They thought that the Nascent's Power that appeared on their bodies was a unique mark for the King of the Dead's followers. "Their true identities are now revealed!" Lord Kenny stepped forward and shouted at Xenia, "What else do you have to say?" Lord Kenny was indescribably proud. The King of the Dead's envoy had given the Underworld Pollen to Lord Kenny. The King of the Dead knew that people from the Nine Mainland knew very little about the Nine Saint Oracles. As long as he could point out their differences from ordinary people, he would be able to slander them successfully. Lord Kenny had been a little worried at

"If they arrest the Nine Saint Oracles, the consequences will be disastrous." The more Sara spoke, the more anxious she got. She was about to go forth to help them, but Darryl held her back. Darryl took a deep breath and shook his head at Sara. "Don't worry." He looked indifferent when he said that, but he was anxious too. Darryl had wanted to help Xenia and the other Nine Saint Oracles, but he knew that once he went onto the stage, he would become their target instead. It would be even more troublesome if his identity were exposed.Xenia and the other Nine Saint Oracles were gradually losing their power to resist under the onslaught of the various sects' elites. The eight women were confident in facing the siege. However, they knew that Lord Kenny had deceived those elites, so they could not bear hurting them. Xenia and the other Nine Saint Oracles were gradually losing their combat power in the siege. Plus, their opponent had the Sky Breaking Axe. White Horse laughed.

White Horse's arrogant attitude irked many people, but still, no one went up because they feared the Sky Breaking Axe's power. "Do you think you're so great because you have the Grand Weapon? I'll do it!" Finally, a handsome figure shouted before he jumped onto the platform. He hugged his fist for obeisance and said to White Horse, "Andy Curtis from the Elixir Sect, come and show me what you've got!" Andy raised his hand slowly; he held a purple category longsword tightly. Whoa! Suddenly, there was an uproar beneath the platform. "Elixir Sect Master..." "I heard that the Elixir Sect Master is very powerful. This would be a good match to watch!" "It's hard to say. The other party has an axe..." Darryl's eyes flickered as he watched Andy closely; he was extremely worried. 'Even though Andy is not weak, White Horse has an axe in his hand. How could he possibly win against White Horse?' Darryl thought about it and was about to protest, but he remembered that Andy woul

At that moment, on the battle stage... White Horse had his eyes glued on Quincy; he looked rather sulky after Quincy successfully dodged his attack. 'I might have been a little overconfident.' White Horse muttered inwardly. He knew he could no longer underestimate his opponent, and he began to fight fiercely with Quincy. In the beginning, White Horse had enjoyed his advantage, but he gradually grew weak and tired. He needed to consume heaps of his internal energy when he used the Sky Breaking Axe. It was worse for White Horse as he had yet to realize the true potential of the Sky Breaking Axe. His internal energy was depleting fast. Boom! Finally, Quincy found an opportunity for an attack, and she slapped White Horse with a palm strike. White Horse groaned before he was blown off the stage. Even though he was not seriously injured, he lost the match because he was knocked out of the platform. Uh… The crowd was excited. They thought that Quincy had a lower chance to win

At the same time, the crowd was extremely shocked. They held their breath nervously for Quincy. Donoghue stood there quietly; he was at ease. How great was the feeling of rebirth? Donoghue was proud when he looked at Quincy with a smile. "Your Highness, you are definitely not my match. You should just give up." "I—" Quincy bit her lips; her delicate face looked determined. "I will never give up." She was a dignified princess, and she represented the South Cloud World royal family in the tournament. If she were to concede to a defeat, the royal family would be humiliated! "Ugh!" Donoghue shook his head and sighed. "I cherished women, but since you insisted, then don't blame me!" Donoghue knew that the extraordinary power in Florian's body was from a Nine Saint Oracle. Therefore, no matter what, he had to be the one to deal with the other Nine Saint Oracles. Buzz! Donoghue hovered in the air as he raised his hands slowly. Within a short time, the heaven and earth sp