Yu Chen's voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Su Yi had originally not intended to pay him any heed, but then his heart stirred, and he stopped at once.
With his back to the crowd and without turning his head, he said, "When will you emerge from seclusion?"
Yu Chen's calm, waterlike voice rang out again. "Three months from now."
"So long as you can block one sword strike from me, I'll grant your wish."
The moment Su Yi said this, the entire place fell silent, and everyone was dumbfounded.
For most cultivators of the First Battlefield, being personally challenged by a leader like Yu Chen was unquestionably an immense honor and recognition.
One had to know that ever since the Extraterritorial Battlefield had appeared, not even leaders like Qin Suxin and Ren Changqing had ever been challenged by Yu Chen.
Yet Su Yi seemed not to take it seriously at all. He even... seemed doubtful of Yu Chen's strength!
"I am in seclusion and cannot fight."
Yu Chen's voice resounded through heaven and earth. "If Fellow Daoist insists on using this to test me, you may wait until I emerge from seclusion."
"Very well."
As Su Yi spoke, he had already strode onto Eastern Profound Peak.
Yu Chen's voice then fell silent and vanished.
Everyone present was left with surging emotions.
"This time, Yu Chen has stolen some of my thunder."
Ren Changqing sighed inwardly.
He yearned to find an opponent worthy of crossing blades with him.
The strength Su Yi had displayed earlier had moved even him, and a blazing battlefire was boiling in his heart.
Originally, he had planned to pick a day to seek Su Yi out, discuss the Dao, contend with him, and determine who stood higher.
Yet he had never expected Yu Chen to