163: Chapter 163 Sharp Edge Revealed, Unrivaled in Battle

The Douxiantai Platform was cast from special Immortal Artifact metal mixed with Star Sand and Nine Heavens Meteorite Iron, engraved with dense ancient Formation patterns, exuding an aura of vastness, solidity, and immortality.

It is said that this platform can withstand the full-force bombardment of a Heavenly Immortal without being destroyed, making it the most important dueling ground in Donghua Immortal City, having witnessed the rise and fall of countless Prodigies.

At this moment, the area around the Douxiantai Platform was already bustling with noise and excitement.

Millions of Cultivators were densely packed, floating in the air, standing on clouds, or riding flying boats, surrounding the Douxiantai Platform tightly.

The high-pitched discussions, excited shouts, and expectant gazes wove together into a boiling ocean.

On the high platform, Immortal Lord Tianhua, a palace-dressed beauty from Yaochi Immortal Palace, a stern middle-aged man with a long sword on his back from the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and a wealthy-looking old man from Wanxiang Tower—four Heavenly Immortal powerhouses—were already seated.

Most of their gazes fell upon the figure in green robes who had just arrived and was standing quietly in the arena.

"This child's aura is restrained, his edge hidden, yet he possesses a faint air of a deep pool and a towering mountain; compared to three days ago, he seems to have improved quite a bit." The beauty from Yaochi Immortal Palace praised softly.

She was a Vice Palace Master of Yaochi Immortal Palace, known as "Fairy Yuehua," and held a prestigious status.

"His Foundation is solid, his dao rhyme hidden within; he is indeed a rare and precious talent." The stern middle-aged man from the Divine Weapon Pavilion, known as "Sword Immortal Zhanfeng," nodded slightly, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"It is only a pity that he seems to show no special talent for Artifact Refining, Alchemy, or Formation; otherwise, my Wanxiang Tower would spare no cost to recruit him." The wealthy-looking old man from Wanxiang Tower, titled "Immortal Junbao," stroked his beard and laughed, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

Immortal Lord Tianhua's expression was calm, but deep in his eyes, there was also a hint of satisfaction.

Lin Wan's three days of seclusion had yielded significant results; his aura was more harmonious, clearly having completely digested and consolidated the gains from the baptism of the Source of Dao.

"This child might truly be able to create another miracle in this actual combat," Immortal Lord Tianhua thought to himself.

Beside the Douxiantai Platform, in an area specially designated for seed competitors, Qin Wushuang, Saintess Ye Qingxue, Xiao Zhan, and others had all arrived.

They each occupied a side, their auras condensed, clearly having adjusted their states to their Peak.

Qin Wushuang, dressed in luxurious purple robes, with a handsome face and a magnificent aura, seemed like a born king.

Standing there, he possessed an invisible aura that attracted everyone's gaze.

His gaze toward Lin Wan was full of gravity and burning Battle Intent.

The failure at the Ascension Tower had not crushed him; instead, it had ignited an even stronger fighting spirit.

He wanted to defeat Lin Wan openly and honestly in actual combat and reclaim the glory that belonged to him.

Saintess Ye Qingxue was still dressed in white, her temperament cold and aloof, like a Fairy of the Nine Heavens, unstained by dust.

Her beauty was nation-toppling, but at this moment, no one dared to have even a hint of blasphemy, only awe.

Her gaze toward Lin Wan carried a hint of curiosity and inquiry, as well as a hint of hidden Battle Intent.

The pride of Yaochi Immortal Palace did not allow her to retreat without a fight.

Xiao Zhan, tall and muscular, carried a huge black saber on his back that was as tall as he was.

He was like a drawn blade, his edge fully exposed.

His gaze toward Lin Wan was full of fanatical Battle Intent, as if he had seen the most worthy opponent to fight.

He bared his teeth, revealing a wild smile.

Other seed competitors, such as "Sword Maniac" Golden Bell from the Divine Weapon Pavilion, "God of Wealth" Qian Duoduo from Wanxiang Tower, and other top Prodigies from major Sects and Families, also had extraordinary auras.

Their gazes flickered toward Lin Wan from time to time, with wariness, curiosity, and defiance.

Lin Wan seemed not to see the gazes of the crowd.

He just stood there quietly, adjusting his breathing, bringing himself to his best state.

He knew that what followed would be a tough battle.

Those who could make it here were no weaklings.

Especially the trio of Qin Wushuang, Saintess Ye Qingxue, and Xiao Zhan, who all gave him a faint sense of danger.

"Quiet!"

Just then, on the high platform, the voice of Immortal Lord Tianhua rang out, like a great bell, instantly suppressing all the noise.

Millions of Cultivators quieted down in unison, their gazes converging.

"The actual combat ranking is the final link of the Ascension Conference, deciding the top ten, which concerns the ownership of the quota for the Donghua Secret Realm and your future prospects." Immortal Lord Tianhua's gaze swept across the many contestants below, his voice majestic.

"The rules are as follows: Those in the top hundred in points enter actual combat. First, there will be ten rounds of melee, with ten people per round, to decide the top ten. Afterward, the top ten will duel one-on-one to decide the final ranking."

"In the duels, stop at a point of contact; do not intentionally harm lives. Violators will be disqualified and severely punished. However, swords have no eyes and Spells are ruthless. If there are deaths or injuries, everyone must accept their fate, and no one is allowed to seek revenge afterward. Now, begin the first round of melee!"

As Immortal Lord Tianhua's voice fell, the Formation patterns on the huge Douxiantai Platform lit up.

Amidst the flickering light, ten independent arenas, each a hundred zhang in radius, were divided.

Each arena was covered by a transparent light shield, isolating the inside from the outside to prevent the aftermath of the battle from harming the spectators.

"First round of melee, contestants enter! Numbers one to ten, go to arena number one! Numbers eleven to twenty, go to arena number two! And so on!"

A Golden Immortal Elder acting as a referee announced in a booming voice.

Lin Wan's Jade Slip vibrated slightly, displaying a number—seven.

It meant he was in the seventh arena for the first round.

"Entering in the first round?" Lin Wan's expression remained unchanged.

His figure moved, turning into a stream of light, and he landed in the seventh arena.

Almost simultaneously, nine other figures landed in the seventh arena.

These nine people, men and women, all had strong auras, at least at the Late Stage of Human Immortal, and two of them were even at the Peak of Human Immortal.

Their gazes toward Lin Wan were full of vigilance, wariness, and even a faint sense of joining forces.

To them, Lin Wan, the first place of the Ascension Tower with 1.7 million points, was an insurmountable mountain.

Facing him alone, they would almost certainly lose.

Only by joining forces and eliminating him first would they have a hope of advancing.

"Everyone, Lin Wan's strength is unfathomable. In one-on-one fights, none of us are his match. Why don't we join forces to eliminate him first, and then compete based on our own abilities, how about that?" A young man in blue robes at the Peak of Human Immortal suggested in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping over the other eight.

"Agreed!"

"That is exactly what should be done!"

"Eliminate the biggest threat first!"

The other eight agreed without any hesitation, nodding immediately.

Nine gazes instantly locked onto Lin Wan, filled with Killing Intent.

Lin Wan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the nine people surrounding him, his expression calm, without even a ripple in his eyes.

"Lin Wan, sorry! If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too strong!" The blue-robed young man shouted and attacked first.

He flicked the long sword in his hand, turning it into a sky full of blue sword shadows, pouring down toward Lin Wan like a rainstorm.

The Sword Qi was bone-chilling, sealing off all of Lin Wan's retreat paths.

"Gale Earth-Splitting Slash!" A burly man holding a giant axe roared, the giant axe bringing with it the force of splitting mountains and shattering the earth, hacking toward Lin Wan's head.

"Ice Seal of a Thousand Li!" A woman in white lightly raised her hand, cold air permeating.

Thick ice instantly condensed on the arena floor, and countless ice cones pierced out from the ground, blocking Lin Wan's lower path.

"Blazing Heaven Flame!" A red-haired youth formed seals with both hands, and a scorching fireball, like a small sun, smashed toward Lin Wan.

"Earth Dragon Binding!"

"Golden Light Slash!"

"Vine Entanglement!"

"Poison Mist Permeation!"

"Divine Soul Attack!"

The others also used their various means.

For a time, sword light, axe shadows, ice, flames, earth and stone, golden light, vines, poison mist, Divine Soul attacks... various attacks bombarded Lin Wan from all directions like a storm!

The power was so strong that it was enough to make an ordinary Earth Immortal Early Stage change color!

Outside the arena, the spectators let out a cry of surprise.

"Nine people joining forces! Attacking Lin Wan as soon as they start!"

"Sure enough, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down! Lin Wan was first in the Ascension Tower and has become the target of everyone!"

"This is trouble! The combined attack of nine Late Stage and Peak Human Immortals—even a Middle Stage Earth Immortal would have to dodge the edge, right?"

"Lin Wan is in danger!"

"Hmph, the tree that stands above the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Being too dazzling is not necessarily a good thing."

"Let's see how he handles it."

On the high platform, Immortal Lord Tianhua and the others were also paying attention to the seventh arena.

Fairy Yuehua frowned slightly, Sword Immortal Zhanfeng was expressionless, and Immortal Junbao was in the mood to watch a good show.

Qin Wushuang, Saintess Ye Qingxue, Xiao Zhan, and others also cast their gazes toward the seventh arena.

They also wanted to see exactly how much weight this first place of the Ascension Tower had in actual combat.

Facing the overwhelming attacks of the nine, Lin Wan finally moved.

He did not use any earth-shattering Divine Ability; he simply raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed lightly toward the front.

"Chaos Return to Void Fist."

A plain voice rang out.

The next moment, with Lin Wan as the center, the space within a radius of ten zhang suddenly became chaotic!

Gray Chaos Qi surged like a tide, drowning Lin Wan's figure.

The sky full of incoming sword light, axe shadows, ice, flames, earth and stone, golden light, vines, poison mist, Divine Soul attacks... the moment they came into contact with the Chaos Qi, they were like snow meeting the scorching sun, rapidly dissolving, disintegrating, returning to void, turning into the most primitive Origin Qi of heaven and earth, swallowed and assimilated by the Chaos Qi!

In just an instant, the violent attacks of the nine people disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

On the arena, only the slowly rotating Chaos area, which seemed to be able to swallow everything, remained, along with the faint figure in green robes in the center of the Chaos.

"What?!"

"This... how is this possible?!"

"Our attacks... were swallowed?!"

"What kind of power is that?!"

The ferocious smiles on the faces of the blue-robed youth and the other eight instantly froze, replaced by incomparable shock and horror!

Their combined attacks, even if a Middle Stage Earth Immortal had to spend some effort to resolve, how could it be swallowed so easily and silently?

This was completely beyond their understanding!

"Not good! Retreat!"

The blue-robed young man reacted the fastest, a sense of danger arising in his heart, and shouted sharply, his figure retreating violently.

But it was too late.

Lin Wan's palm, which had pressed out, turned slightly.

"Samsara Tribulation Finger."

A gray finger force, seemingly containing the aura of life and death, Reincarnation, and the withering of all things, shot out from the Chaos.

It was not fast, but it seemed to lock onto space and time, ignoring distance, and appeared instantly in front of the blue-robed youth and the other eight.

The nine people's expressions changed drastically, and they all used their strongest defenses.

Protective Immortal light, defensive Magic Treasures, protective Divine Abilities... various lights lit up.

However, in front of that gray finger force, all defenses were like paper, easily pierced, disintegrated, and dissipated.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"...

Amidst nine slight muffled sounds, the blue-robed youth and the other eight were struck by heavy blows, all vomiting blood at the same time, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings, slamming hard into the light shield at the edge of the arena, and then sliding down softly, unconscious.

One strike, all nine defeated!

Moreover, looking at the power and control of that finger force, Lin Wan clearly showed mercy; otherwise, these nine would probably not be unconscious, but dead.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Around the entire Douxiantai Platform, millions of Cultivators seemed to have been grabbed by the throat, staring with wide eyes and open mouths, watching the figure in green robes slowly walking out of the Chaos on the seventh arena, and the nine people lying unconscious on the arena.

For a moment, no one made a sound.

One move!

Just one move!

Even without seeing exactly what he did, just raising his hand, one press, one finger, the joint siege of nine people who were at least at the Late Stage of Human Immortal, including two at the Peak of Human Immortal, disintegrated, and all nine were defeated!

This... is this really the strength a Human Immortal can possess?

Even a Middle Stage, or even a Late Stage Earth Immortal, might not be able to do it so cleanly and effortlessly, right?

"Hiss—!"

Someone, not knowing who, was the first to gasp, breaking the deathly silence.

Immediately, as if a powder keg had been ignited, the entire area around the Douxiantai Platform exploded!

"My God! What did I see?!"

"One move! Just one move! And he solved the joint siege of nine people?!"

"What kind of power is that? Chaos? Samsara? I have never seen such strange, such powerful power!"

"Too strong! Ridiculously strong! Is this Lin Wan truly only at the Peak Human Immortal stage?"

"Earth Immortal! He definitely has the strength of an Earth Immortal! And he is a top-tier one among Earth Immortals at that!"

"The number one of the Ascension Tower, truly living up to his reputation! This strength is simply terrifying!"

Exclamations, praises, and discussions swept through the crowd like a tsunami. Everyone's gaze toward Lin Wan was filled with shock and awe. Originally, those who had doubts about Lin Wan's results in the Ascension Tower, or those who were unconvinced and wanted to challenge him in live combat, completely extinguished those thoughts at this moment. Just kidding, with this kind of strength, wouldn't going up there just be asking for a beating?

On the high platform, Immortal Lord Tianhua and the others also had a flash of surprise in their eyes.

"The power of Chaos... and a trace of the aura of Reincarnation..." Fairy Yuehua's beautiful eyes shone with brilliance. "This child's comprehension of the two supreme dao rhymes of Chaos and Reincarnation has actually reached such a profound level, he can even initially fuse and utilize them! No wonder he was able to reach the top of the Ascension Tower!"

"That finger contained the intent of life and death Reincarnation and the withering of all things; he has already touched upon a trace of the Law. This child is remarkable." Sword Immortal Zhanfeng said in a deep voice, his gaze toward Lin Wan filled with even more appreciation.

"What exquisite control. It looks like he defeated nine people with one strike, but in reality, the force was perfectly measured; it only made them lose their combat capability without damaging their Foundations. This child is not only powerful but also quite kind-hearted. Not bad." Immortal Jubao stroked his beard and smiled.

Immortal Lord Tianhua did not speak, but a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Lin Wan's performance was even more outstanding than he had expected. It seems the gains from the Ascension Tower were even greater than he had imagined.

Top Prodigies like Qin Wushuang, Saintess Ye Qingxue, and Xiao Zhan were all looking at Lin Wan with solemn expressions.

"Chaos Return to Void... Samsara Tribulation Finger..." A sharp light flashed in Qin Wushuang's eyes as he muttered to himself, "Truly powerful. This kind of power has already exceeded the scope of a Human Immortal. However, my Donghua Immortal Sect's 'Donghua Purple Qi' and 'Great Derivative Sword Art' are not necessarily afraid of him!"

Saintess Ye Qingxue's beautiful eyes also flashed with a trace of solemnity, but there was more of an excitement of meeting a worthy opponent. She gently clenched her jade hand, and cold air permeated her palm. Yaochi Immortal Palace's "Ice Soul Profound Technique" and "Guanghan Immortal Art" were equally top-tier legacies.

Xiao Zhan's Battle Intent erupted. He licked his lips, his eyes burning with raging flames: "Good! What a good Lin Wan! Strong enough! Only then is he qualified to be my, Xiao Zhan's, opponent! My 'Tyrant Blade Technique' is already hungry and impatient!"

Other seeded players, such as Golden Bell, Qian Duoduo, and others, also had shifting expressions, their gazes toward Lin Wan filled with wariness. The strength Lin Wan displayed made them feel immense pressure.

"Ring number seven, Lin Wan, wins!" The Golden Immortal Elder acting as the referee was also stunned for a moment before reacting and announcing loudly. His gaze toward Lin Wan also carried a trace of shock. This year's Ascension Conference has truly produced an extraordinary monster.

Lin Wan nodded slightly to the referee Elder, moved his body, flew off the ring, and returned to his position, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

Soon, the first round of the melee ended. Except for ring number seven where Lin Wan was, which ended in a one-hit kill, the other rings all went through intense battles before deciding the winners. There were no weaklings among those who made it to the top hundred, and the battles were quite fierce.

"The second round of the melee, begin!"

The Golden Immortal Elder's voice sounded again.

The live combat ranking proceeded in an orderly manner. As the melee rounds continued, people were constantly eliminated, and others constantly stood out.

Qin Wushuang, Saintess Ye Qingxue, Xiao Zhan, and others also displayed powerful strength, almost all easily defeating their opponents and advancing strongly. Qin Wushuang's "Donghua Purple Qi" was magnificent and vast, suppressing everything; Saintess Ye Qingxue's "Ice Soul Profound Technique" could perform Ice Seal of a Thousand Li, freezing all things; Xiao Zhan's "Tyrant Blade Technique" was domineering and unparalleled, sweeping across armies. Other seeded players also had brilliant performances.

But everyone's spotlight was overshadowed by Lin Wan. In his subsequent melee rounds, opponents either surrendered directly or were easily resolved by a casual "Chaos Return to Void Fist" or "Samsara Tribulation Finger" from him, not even forcing out his third move. His strength had already deeply taken root in people's hearts.

Soon, the ten rounds of the melee ended, and the top ten were decided.

As expected, seeded players like Lin Wan, Qin Wushuang, Saintess Ye Qingxue, Xiao Zhan, Golden Bell, and Qian Duoduo all advanced. The other four also had impressive strength and formidable auras.

"The top ten are out! Next, proceed to the ranking battles!" The Golden Immortal Elder said loudly, "Ranking battles are head-to-head, winners advance, losers compete for subsequent rankings. Now, begin drawing lots to decide the matchups!"

Ten streaks of light flew out from the Golden Immortal Elder's hand, shooting toward Lin Wan and the other nine people respectively.

Lin Wan reached out and caught it; it was a Jade Slip with a number inside—three.

"Number three..." Lin Wan looked at the others. Qin Wushuang was number one, Saintess Ye Qingxue was number five, Xiao Zhan was number seven, Golden Bell was number nine, and Qian Duoduo was number two. His opponent was not yet determined.

"Drawing lots complete! Number one versus number ten, number two versus number nine, number three versus number eight, number four versus number seven, number five versus number six! Now, number one and number ten, get on the ring!"

Qin Wushuang faced a young man in black from a major Sect. That young man in black was not weak, having the cultivation of an Early Stage Earth Immortal, but in front of Qin Wushuang, he only lasted ten moves before being blasted off the ring by a brilliant purple Qi, spitting blood, and suffering defeat. Qin Wushuang displayed powerful dominance.

Immediately after, it was number two, Qian Duoduo, versus number nine, Golden Bell. This was a battle between the "God of Wealth" and the "Sword Fanatic". Qian Duoduo's cultivation was also Early Stage Earth Immortal, but what was most formidable about him was not his cultivation, but... he had many Magic Treasures! Various defensive, offensive, and auxiliary Magic Treasures emerged one after another, smashing Golden Bell, this pure Sword Cultivator, into a sorry state. In the end, Golden Bell exhausted all his strength to break through Qian Duoduo's layers of defense with one sword strike, only to be blocked by an ancient shield Qian Duoduo finally sacrificed, and he was defeated due to exhaustion. Qian Duoduo advanced to the next round relying on his "insanely wealthy" tactics.

Then, it was Lin Wan's turn.

"Number three Lin Wan, versus number eight Zhao Lie!"

Lin Wan's opponent was a burly man with a violent aura, like a humanoid Vicious Beast. Zhao Lie came from a Sect known for Body Refining; his cultivation was at the Peak Human Immortal stage, but his Physical Body was formidable, comparable to a Low Grade Immortal Artifact. He had infinite strength and astonishing defense. In the previous melee, he relied solely on his Physical Body to smash several opponents away, fighting his way into the top ten.

"Lin Wan! I know you are powerful! But wanting to defeat me is not that easy! Take my punch!"

Zhao Lie roared, his muscles bulging like coiled dragons, his skin glowing with a bronze color. He was like a crazed bull as he charged toward Lin Wan. Every step he took on the ring produced a "thud-thud" muffled sound, and the ring trembled slightly. He threw a punch, the air exploded, and the fist wind, like a tangible storm, swept over!

This punch was enough to shatter a small mountain!

However, Lin Wan just quietly watched the violent incoming punch, then, he also raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and met it.

No Chaos Qi was used, no Reincarnation power was used, just pure Physical Body strength!

"Boom—!!!"

Two fists collided together without any flashy tricks.

A deafeningly dull roar, like two divine mountains colliding, shook the light barrier around the ring violently, causing ripples to spread. The terrifying force, centered on the point where the two fists collided, spread crazily toward the surroundings, scraping a layer off the ring's floor.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

Immediately after, in everyone's unbelievable gaze, that Zhao Lie, who was like a humanoid Vicious Beast, let out a painful grunt. His whole body flew backward like a cannonball, slammed heavily against the ring's light barrier, and then slid to the ground. His right arm presented an eerie, bent angle; it was clearly broken.

And Lin Wan stood in place, motionless, not even the corner of his clothes fluttered.

One punch!

Just one punch again!

Using his Physical Body, he hard-shook Zhao Lie, who was known for Body Refining, broke his arm, and blasted him away!

"Hiss—!"

The whole audience once again sounded with a chorus of gasps.

"Physical Body! His Physical Body is actually also this terrifying!"

"Zhao Lie's Physical Body is comparable to a Low Grade Immortal Artifact! It was actually broken by Lin Wan with one punch?"

"This Lin Wan... how exactly does he Cultivate? His cultivation is profound, his dao Spells are mystical, and even his Physical Body is this perverted! Does he even have any weaknesses?"

"Monster! Simply a monster!"

On the high platform, Immortal Lord Tianhua and the others also had a flash of surprise in their eyes.

"What a strong Physical Body! It seems to have undergone some special tempering; its strength is likely no weaker than a Medium Grade Immortal Artifact!" Sword Immortal Zhanfeng said in a deep voice.

"This child is truly an all-rounder." Fairy Yuehua praised.

Zhao Lie struggled to climb up, his gaze toward Lin Wan filled with shock and bitterness. His Physical Body, which he was proud of, was so vulnerable in front of the other party. He gritted his teeth and cupped his hands: "I lost. I am convinced."

After speaking, he stumbled off the ring.

"Number three Lin Wan, wins!" The referee Elder announced loudly, his gaze toward Lin Wan filled with amazement. This young man was refreshing his perception time and time again.

Lin Wan nodded slightly and walked off the ring. His gaze unconsciously looked toward Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang happened to be looking at him, and their gazes met in the air, as if electric sparks flashed.

The next match was number four versus number seven, which was Xiao Zhan's battle. Xiao Zhan's opponent was a Sword Cultivator at the Early Stage Earth Immortal level, whose sword technique was sharp. But Xiao Zhan only used one blade, a blade that dominated the world, and it cut the opponent's Flying Sword in half, slashing him off the ring, domineering and unparalleled.

Then it was number five, Saintess Ye Qingxue, versus number six. Saintess Ye Qingxue gently waved her jade hand, cold air permeated, and the entire ring instantly turned into an icy world. The opponent didn't even have a chance to resist before being frozen into an ice sculpture, and with a gentle tap from her, he was sent flying, light and effortless.

The first round of the elimination tournament ended, and the five people—Lin Wan, Qin Wushuang, Saintess Ye Qingxue, Xiao Zhan, and Qian Duoduo—advanced.

Immediately after, it was the second round of drawing lots. This time, it was head-to-head battles, with one person getting a bye.

The results of the draw came out quickly.

Number one, Qin Wushuang, bye.

Number two, Lin Wan, versus number five, Saintess Ye Qingxue.

Number three, Xiao Zhan, versus number four, Qian Duoduo.

Once this result came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

"Qin Wushuang got a bye? Good luck!"

"Lin Wan versus Saintess Ye Qingxue! Haha, a duel between two peerless Prodigies! Now there's a good show to watch!"

"Xiao Zhan versus Qian Duoduo, also a strong-versus-strong duel! I wonder if Qian Duoduo's Magic Treasures can block Xiao Zhan's Tyrant Blade?"

"Lin Wan and Saintess Ye Qingxue, who is stronger? One is the number one of the Ascension Tower, with mystical dao Spells; the other is the Yaochi Saintess, with an Ice Soul Profound Technique that has reached the realm of perfection. Truly looking forward to it!"

"Xiao Zhan and Qian Duoduo, one with an unparalleled Tyrant Blade, the other with countless Magic Treasures, also full of highlights!"

On the high platform, Immortal Lord Tianhua and the others also revealed expressions of interest. Lin Wan versus Saintess Ye Qingxue, this was indeed a duel between two top Prodigies.

Qin Wushuang frowned slightly, clearly dissatisfied with the bye; he preferred to fight Lin Wan. But the rules were as such, and he could only accept it. He looked at Lin Wan and Saintess Ye Qingxue with burning eyes.

Saintess Ye Qingxue heard that her opponent was Lin Wan, and a trace of Battle Intent flashed in her cold eyes. She floated onto the ring, her white clothes whiter than snow, her temperament cold and aloof, just like a Fairy of the Moon Palace.

"Yaochi Immortal Palace, Saintess Ye Qingxue, please enlighten me, Fellow Daoist Lin." Saintess Ye Qingxue's voice was cold, yet melodious and pleasant.

Lin Wan also walked onto the ring and slightly cupped his hands to Saintess Ye Qingxue: "Loose Cultivator, Lin Wan, please grant me your guidance, Fairy Ye."

The two stood opposite each other, one in green robes and indifferent, the other in white clothes and cold, attracting all the gazes of the audience before they even made a move.

Everyone knew that this would be the most brilliant duel since the start of the tournament!