Time continued to slip away. With every extra quarter hour that passed, Old Monster Tianjue's face turned another shade of livid. He knew his own condition best; even after using a secret technique that badly damaged his vital energy, he could not hold on much longer.
As for the cultivators watching from the sidelines, their hearts surged and sank without cease.
This battle today had truly challenged their imaginations too much.
At the very beginning, everyone had come with curiosity. There was no false scholar beneath a great reputation; Old Monster Tianjue had roamed this realm unhindered for so long that they were truly curious as to which reckless fool dared come tug the tiger's whiskers.
That was why, of Xuanyuan City's six great elders, four had appeared here. As for the other two, if not for important matters tying them down and making it impossible to be in two places at once, they probably would have come as well.
Yet the result of meeting him left the four of them stunned, thinking that the Cloud Hidden Sect had gone mad.
Wasn't that so?
The one who had come to challenge him was not some genius at all, merely a trifling early Spirit Division cultivator.
Though he looked a little stronger than cultivators of the same rank, with a cultivation realm like that, daring to challenge Old Monster Tianjue—how was that any different from sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth?
If that was not losing one's mind, then what was?
Though they were baffled to the extreme, since they had come here, they planned to watch this duel through to the end.
No matter what, there had to be a result. Since they had agreed to serve as judges, they had to abide by their duties.
Yet Lin Xuan's