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Ye Huan smoothed his pure black robe, and everyone paused in their applause. Although Sima Wuduan had fought many battles, Dong Lai showed no signs of being dirty or disheveled. All the spectators admired him greatly, but Jie Donglai's fighting style was undeniable.
Though the sky had darkened, none of the cultivators present were at the Golden Core Mid-Stage. The night shrouded them beyond a few feet, yet it did not hinder their vision or Divine Sense; they could still calculate their movements without issue.
As the Night Emperor's dark sleeves fell, a cold light glinted in the night as a dagger appeared at his leg. The assassin, known as the Night Emperor and a Loose Cultivator, vanished into the darkness in an instant.
Three or four years had passed since then. With just a few moves, if that guy waited until the Sky East Tournament ended, he would surely seek to regain face for the Great Qin Empire when they met again.
At this moment, Ying Zhan leaned against a large rock beside Guo Jia, resting his back against the Red Tiger. He gently stroked its head; although calm on the surface, there was an undercurrent of confidence within him that made Guo Jia feel somewhat uneasy.
Among all the Transcendent Practitioners present, if one were to say who had been in the Transcendence Realm the longest, it would undoubtedly be Sima Wuduan. However, comparing with those from the World of Mortals like Pei Shigui and Ying Zhan, their time in the Transcendence Realm was likely quite similar. Pei Shigui might have been there a year or two longer than the other two, but it wouldn’t exceed three years.
For Transcendent Practitioners, three years felt like thirty; time slipped away like a fleeting shadow. Just moments ago, when Ying Zhan mentioned four years without significant progress, it seemed absurd that he could be left behind by Dongyi by such a wide margin—such thoughts about the Transcendence Realm were indeed far-fetched.
He pondered over the Great Qin Ying Clan's long-standing legacy of a hundred thousand years and Ying Zhan's innate talent. Perhaps there were some special circumstances at play; Guo Jia couldn’t help but feel that having a good background was truly invaluable for a cultivator.
After ten breaths had passed, Sima Wuduan and the Night Emperor finally clashed for the first time. As their dagger and sword met, the Night Emperor vanished without a trace, forcing Sima Wuduan to retreat ten paces. This was something no one else had achieved before; if he was indeed cautious, how could he have retreated so far after just one exchange?
Even Ye Youluo turned to look over. Although Xiao Zhang felt that Ye Youluo seemed unable to see anything significant, from the moment Ye Youluo turned his head, Xiao Zhang sensed an odd feeling enveloping Liangxiaoshan under the sky. Though he didn’t know what that feeling was, he understood it was definitely not just Divine Sense at work.
What a hidden presence!
Sima Wuduan sighed in resignation and let out a long breath, which elicited laughter from Dongfang Ying Zhan.
Sima, Brother, that statement truly reveals his intentions. Heroes often share similar views. In his opinion, the Night Emperor should no longer be called that; he might as well be referred to as Field Mouse. Indeed, he hides his true self while showing off, ha ha.
Brother Zhan, what do you mean by that? After all, Brother Ye is also a cultivator from the World of Mortals. Brother Zhan, please be mindful of your position.
Guo Jia shifted his legs anxiously and said, although he knew about the conflict between Ying Zhan and Night Hound, it seemed that Guo Jia's loose cultivator status made him realize that when the World of Mortals cultivators saw the Nine Nether Person, they would unite against a common enemy. However, internal strife would only give the Nine Nether Cultivators an opportunity to exploit.
Bang!
As soon as Guo Jia finished speaking, a disheveled figure was swept away by Sima Wuduan's sword. Yi Dong had just appeared and instantly vanished into the night sky, leaving no trace behind.
There are two Dongzi; that little night is in trouble.
Although the title sounded a bit awkward, upon hearing Ying Zhan's words, Guo Jia turned red. It turned out that Ying Zhan's every word had drawn Sima Wuduan's attention. Little did he expect that I don't deny would be easily seen through by Sima Wuduan, leading to a real confrontation with Jie Donglai.
Jiang was also preparing to break into the territory soon; I wonder if there is any assurance?
Losing to Gu Ping and Xu Qiaoshan did not make Gu Ping doubt his actions in breaking through. However, whether he could succeed in breaking through truly depended on the strength of his legs.
I don’t need to worry about him. I see that none of those who came from Cheng Dao Sect were there; it’s just that renowned Xiao Zhang has made mistakes. Xu Brother, am I not curious?
Oh?
Xu Qiaoshan pondered over Gu Ping's words and suddenly felt like he had overlooked something. At this moment, Mu Qinglong, who had just used secret techniques to forcefully enter the Nascent Soul Stage not long ago, finally arrived at the battlefield.
I don't deny it. The Oil Luo Sect's Mu Brother just arrived; I almost missed the initial War of Transformation.
"That was the first round, so please take a good look."
Not bad, but what happened in the first round? The leader of the Cheng Dao Sect this time isn't Fei Xiao Zhang. Where did Chu Yunfeng go?
Considering the number of Transcendent Practitioners present, I had been determined to make a breakthrough in the first tier. It was finally discovered that the leader of the Cheng Dao Sect had inexplicably vanished, and no one seemed to remember him. That was indeed quite baffling and hard to believe.
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