The number of cultivators gathered here was already considerable, and more continued to arrive from outside, joining the ranks facing each other.A group of disciples from the Ziwei Palace stood aside...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

Theandishing a knife, charged towards him. He blurted out, "You have guts!"What made him even more astonished was that Lu Ye actually managed to break in. After all, the two guards at the entrance were...