The black-robed young man shot into the air, wisps of black Dou Qi swirling around him as a powerful aura spread out, instantly stirring up an uproar across the square!
Especially among the independent cultivators and Dou Zhe from minor clans and small households. They had rarely seen a Dou Zong powerhouse before; even when they had, they were elderly Dou Zongs. When had they ever seen a Dou Zong powerhouse as young as this black-robed youth?
"Who is this person? He's actually a Dou Zong powerhouse?!"
"God, if I could become a Dou Zong powerhouse in my lifetime, it would bring glory to my ancestors. Yet he's already one at such a young age. Comparing oneself to others really is enough to make one furious."
"I've heard of him. He seems to be the young master of the Heaven Nether Sect—Tian Youkang!"
The crowd buzzed with discussion. Wang Chen was also startled by the black-robed youth's aura, and he stared at Tian Youkang with a face full of envy. "He's actually a Six Star Dou Zong. What a monster... Hmph, I'd like to see how that Nalan Ye is going to win!"
Wang Chen was the most gifted disciple of the Yellow Springs Pavilion's current generation and had practically been designated as its next pavilion master. Yet he was only a Three Star Dou Zong, far inferior to Tian Youkang and utterly no match for him.
At this moment, he could not help looking at me on the stone platform with glee at my misfortune. Yet I merely wore an indifferent expression, seemingly paying no heed to Tian Youkang, who confronted me in midair. "You're not my opponent. I said it already—come at me all together."
"Arrogant! Die, you brat!"
Tian Youkang let out a low shout, completely ignoring