A large pavilion stood to the left of the martial arena.
It was designed to provide a clear view of the entire stage below.
This area had been specially prepared by the Alliance, and those gathered hereâled by the Lord of the Allianceâwere individuals whose influence stretched across all of Zhongyuan.
âHahâ¦â
Among them, Bai Yujeok, the head of the Guangdong Bai Family, let out a shallow breath.
At the same time, he ran his hand down his arm.
His skin tingled, making it impossible to stay still.
ââ¦I have no words.â
He couldnât think of anything to say. It was only natural, given the situation.
What could anyone possibly say after witnessing that?
RUMBLEâ!!
The ground shook.
A massive pressure surged like a violent storm, sweeping through the area as if it would devour everything in its path.
CRACKâ!!
The sound of objects breaking echoed from every direction.
Just witnessing it made Bai Yujeokâs body tense.
The Qi in his dantian stirred wildly, activating his body on its own.
ââ¦Itâs all pure Qi.â
The wind wasnât natural.
It was a calamity formed entirely from concentrated Qi.
Rough and savage.
How could anyone unleash such a devastating force?
As Bai Yujeok struggled to suppress his trembling and pondered the questionâ
âHa ha. Quite the spectacle, isnât it?â
ââ¦!â
A voice came from his side.
Turning toward the source, Bai Yujeok flinched.
The one who had spoken was no ordinary person.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
It was Do Huaâthe Plum Blossom Immortal, the Head of the Mount Hua Sect, and one of Zhongyuanâs Ten Great Masters.
A man renowned for his Seven Iron Fist technique.
And he was addressing Bai Yujeok directly.
Hurriedly, Bai Yujeok prepared to bow in greeting.
ââ¦It is an honor to meet the Head of Mount Huaââ
âThereâs no need for formalities, Head Bai.â
The Plum Blossom Immortal gently stopped his bow.