An Obstacle That Could Not Be Crossed in the River of Time

On the Duelling Stage,

Two Golden Core Cultivators fought to the death, their swordsmanship exquisite as they repeatedly escaped peril by a hair's breadth. The many cultivators watched, utterly entranced, and no one noticed the subtle change in the middle-aged cultivator's eyes.

"Him!"

"Why was he here?!!"

True Person Fufeng, the suave middle-aged swordsman, felt stormy waves rise in his heart. It shouldn't be like this!

He was clearly supposed to come here more than ten years later. He shouldn't be here now!

"Impossible!"

"What happened? I clearly haven't done anything major. The entire situation has developed exactly as expected, without any changes, so why did he appear ahead of time?!"

Without realizing it, True Person Fufeng's swordplay became disordered.

"Kill!"

The old man opposite him brightened, seizing the opportunity to drive his flying sword into a fierce attack. He repeatedly gained the initiative, battering the platinum flying sword back again and again until it gradually showed signs of failing.

"Damn it!"

"He'll beat me to death!"

"I've clearly never taken the initiative to provoke him, yet every time, he still beats me to death!"

True Person Fufeng paid no attention whatsoever to the old man before him. He did not care in the slightest, only roaring furiously in his heart as a faint terror swept through his body. No, I can't just sit and wait for death!

"Report him! Report him to the Nascent Soul True Lords of the Great Sun Sword Sect immediately!"

"No, that won't be enough. The Six Paths Sect, the Iron Household, and the Great Sun Sect must all be notified at the same time. It would be best if dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators came all at once, sealing off every layer and surrounding him for the kill. I refuse to believe he can