Before the Thousand Martial Hall's mountain gate, the scene was livelier than ever before. Nearly every powerhouse in Thousand Martial Province had gathered there.
The powerhouses of the three kingdoms, seven sects, and eight aristocratic families wore solemn expressions as they surrounded the mountain gate, intimidating the others and putting on an appearance of maintaining order.
Cui Huayu yawned and muttered, "Xu Yan will either die or swell the Thousand Martial Hall's face until it's black and blue. But the odds of him dying are far too high.
"The Thousand Martial Hall's people won't swallow this humiliation. Even if Xu Yan wins now, he won't live for long.
"Everyone says the Thousand Martial Hall is the most shameless. They've pulled plenty of dirty tricks behind people's backs. Never mind Rogue Cultivators—even against another Transcendent Spirit Sect, they've still struck from the shadows."
Cui Huayu felt that Xu Yan would probably shine for only a moment before falling soon after.
"I wonder whether any powerhouses from the Myriad Worlds Alliance will come."
Cui Huayu stuck his head out again and searched the surroundings.
For now, there had been no word that Xu Yan was a prodigy of the Myriad Worlds Alliance. However, since he was a Rogue Cultivator, the Myriad Worlds Alliance should not be without a powerhouse coming here.
After all, they had to guard against the Thousand Martial Hall breaking the rules.
"How did the Thousand Martial Hall swallow that humiliation last time?"
Cui Huayu was somewhat puzzled.
Given the Thousand Martial Hall's temperament, when Xu Yan had blocked their gate last time, a powerhouse should have stepped forward to suppress him.
Yet they hadn't!
Could it have been because, under everyone's watchful eyes, doing so would have seemed too shameless and damaged the Thousand Martial Hall's reputation?
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