Time flew by, and the day of the decisive battle soon arrived.
Guests from all corners of the land gathered at the Southern Border, waiting to witness this clash between supreme experts at close range the moment it began.
Marquis Shen was publicly acknowledged as the third strongest man under heaven, an invincible Peak Heaven Grandmaster hailed as the foremost Sky-Supporting Cudgel in the world.
Though Tiger Corpse had squandered many years, a single transformation after fusing with the Demon King's corpse had awakened his former gifts and talent, vaulting him into the ranks of the era's supreme experts.
Both possessed the potential to contend for Martial Sainthood. It was entirely possible that, in the midst of their clash, inspiration would strike and they would shatter the shackles of Martial Sainthood.
From a political standpoint, this battle also concerned the peaceful situation that had endured at the Southern Border for many years. Its significance was far from ordinary.
Marquis Shen's position was simply too important. He guarded the Southern Border frontier that suppressed the Fifty Provinces and served as the spiritual leader of the aristocratic clans. Even the slightest mishap would trigger earth-shaking repercussions.
At the very least, no one could currently fill the vacuum of power that Marquis Shen's death in battle would leave behind.
"Hm?"
Zhou Nanwang had set out early and had already waited in the Southern Border for many days. When he saw Zhou You arrive belatedly, he spotted the change in him at a glance.
"Where is that bracelet of stone beads you never took off your hand?"
Zhou You raised his bare wrist. "It shattered. All of it shattered!"
"Oh."
Zhou Nanwang did not ask further.
Zhou You had even prepared a whole self-consistent explanation.
The Heavenly Pearl Mountain space had nearly collapsed beneath