Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Fu Yao's elaborate threat to the Qingyun Sword Sect was not simply out of revenge.

These children's talents are terrifying. Her actions are meant to tell everyone that not only are the direct disciples of the Feng Hua Sect formidable, but the elders leading the sect are also not to be underestimated.

The other sects exchanged glances.

The fact that he could kill a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator so easily and silently speaks volumes about his cultivation level.

A gentle morning breeze rustled the clothes fluttering in the wind near the stands.

Five disciples of Zixiao Palace were already standing on the platform, led by Pei Huaiyuan, who had fought Tan Suiting at Wanjian Mountain years ago.

The man on the left had a cold and stern face, and his palm was filled with purple lightning spiritual power, from which there was a faint crackling sound.

On the right is Yun Yiwei, her fingers twirling a soft yet subtly sharp plain-colored silk ribbon, her gaze fixed on Nie Zhao.

The audience fell silent instantly.

"I heard that the senior disciple of Zixiao Palace has already reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. He is truly gifted."

"If we're talking about the most talented one, it has to be Lin Fengque. He's five years younger than Pei Huaiyuan, but their cultivation levels are about the same."

"Who is that woman? I've never seen her before; she looks unfamiliar."

"She seems to be the eldest daughter of the Yun family in Nanchuan. Her mother is the head of the Yun family, and her father is the deputy head of the Northern Imperial Guard."

"Isn't that related to the Phoenix Maiden? The flood washed away the Dragon King's temple."

"The Nie family and the Yun family are not related. There is only one ruler in Nanchuan, the one above the Phoenix Maiden."

Nie Zhao stood on the arena, dressed in red, tall and slender, surrounded by the aura of phoenix fire.

"Feng Hua Sect," she spoke slowly, her expression calm, "Nie Zhao, please enlighten me."

Tan Suiting stood tall and straight, his face cold and indifferent, like a solitary piece of jade from the East Sea. He stood to the side and coldly uttered a few words: "Tan Suiting".

"Feng Hua Sect is only sending two people again? That's too arrogant."

"I heard that the Crown Prince of the East Sea is the youngest among them, only twenty-three years old. Even if he has the best dual spiritual roots in the lightning space, his cultivation level is still only at the Nascent Soul stage."

"The Purple Cloud Palace has five Nascent Soul Realm disciples and three late-stage Nascent Soul Realm disciples. They are underestimating them too much."

Tan Suiting frowned.

Who is twenty-three years old?

He is twenty-four and a half years old.

Can this group of illiterate people who can't count please stay away from the competition?

"Nie Zhao, you really dare to send only two people to fight," Yun Yiwei laughed. "Don't blame us for an unfair victory if you lose."

Nie Zhao glanced at Tan Suiting, who was clearly unhappy beside him, and slowly turned his head back: "Well, you don't need to consider this issue for now."

Lin Fengque conjured purple lightning in his palm, his spiritual power abundant: "Lin Fengque of Zixiao Palace, please enlighten me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fengque shot out, and a burst of deep purple lightning exploded, covering half of the arena and pressing down on the two of them with a fierce wind.

Yun Yiwei followed closely behind, her expression cold and stern. Hundreds of snow-white lightning threads pierced through the air and intertwined in her hands.

The audience held their breath instantly.

Fu Yao sat up straight and slowly said, "The Zixiao Palace specializes in lightning and wind-based techniques. Their style has always been fierce and powerful, with explosive force second only to the East Sea Dragon Clan. This girl's spiritual root quality should be quite good. These two are a formidable opponent, as their teamwork is tricky."

Nie Zhao stood still, his eyes slightly raised, a firelight slowly flickering in them.

Lightning flashed rapidly, and Phoenix Blade was instantly drawn, its sharp edge fully revealed, crimson flames spreading across its blade.

"I'll control the situation, you take action," Nie Zhao said casually, his voice cool and languid.

"Okay," Tan Suiting replied softly.

The next instant, a deep, dark blue hue flashed across his eyes.

With the support of spatial lightning-based spiritual energy, His Highness the Crown Prince moved so fast that no one could see his actions clearly, and the small space of the arena suddenly froze.

The power of lightning from the Eastern Sea Taixu Dragon Clan instantly spread out!

The crisscrossing purple spiritual energy and the intertwined binding white silk were all frozen in mid-air, even the airflow was firmly locked, and the entire arena was as if it had been pressed the freeze button, with all the attacks suspended in mid-air, motionless.

The entire room fell silent.

Yun Yiwei's pupils suddenly contracted.

space?

Before everyone could react, Tan Suiting gently lifted his fingertips and flicked the strings.

"boom--!"

Silver-blue lightning exploded from his hand, hurtling towards the group without regard for anything else.

Yun Yiwei disregarded everything and activated her spiritual power to once again create silk threads to trap her enemy. Just as the spiritual power surged to her fingertips, the surrounding space suddenly contracted and crushed.

A fierce heatwave swept in, burning away the lightning threads she had just condensed.

"Yun Yiwei," Nie Zhao said calmly, lifting Feng Zhi up to press forward, "Come and fight me."

The arena was divided by phoenix fire. Yun Yiwei's spiritual energy in her meridians was stagnant for a moment. Her face was burning hot from the Phoenix Sword that was so close to her. She raised her hand to block, but her spiritual energy was suppressed.

She frowned in shock.

Such purity, such suppressive power, could it be that Nie Zhao has already...

No, it's impossible.

She's two years younger than me, how could she possibly reach the Taixu Realm at such a young age?

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I'm in a bad state, I need to organize my thoughts for a while, no need to send gifts, thank you everyone.