All Previous Exchanges Were Bait!

But Li Tian did not.

His gaze did not falter, his tone did not tremble, and his posture did not stiffen—

His heart was like a mirror, reflecting all without a sound.

Even Laozi of Taiqing, who had always remained unmoved by any storm, felt his brow twitch faintly.

He had expected Li Tian to be either arrogant or uneasy.

At the very least, he should have shown some wariness.

Yet the man before him was as still as a deep pool.

No one could fathom its depths, much less guess whether a Flood Dragon or a true dragon lurked beneath its surface.

If one could not gauge an opponent's strength in battle, it was like entering a forest blindfolded with a blade in hand—

Seemingly composed, yet danger lurked everywhere.

This battle would not be easy.

That was the only clear thought in Laozi of Taiqing's mind at that moment.

Thus, neither of them moved.

It was not hesitation. Both were waiting—

Waiting for the instant the other's aura faltered, for the slightest loosening of spiritual intent, for that fleeting opening.

Between Heaven and Earth, only the faint sound of wind brushing past the clouds remained.

On Mount Tai's peak, the Human Race looked up in bewilderment.

They had thought that with Laozi of Taiqing appearing in person, there would surely be thunderous force and Heaven and Earth turned upside down.

Who would have thought that the two would stand apart in the air, their robes still, their swords undrawn, merely gazing at one another in silence?

They seemed like two stone statues, yet also like opponents locked in a soundless contest of strength.

That only made everyone's backs tighten—

Silence was sometimes more terrifying than a roar.

Ying Zheng stood on the high platform, several deeply cultivated ministers