The young Xiantian Realm martial artist paid no further attention to the strange fragrance and turned back to reciting the writing on the wall.
The strange fragrance spread extremely quickly. Within moments, the entire hall was filled with a sweet, fresh scent.
First, several Houtian Realm martial artists began coughing, their faces turning red.
Then the Xiantian Realm martial artists also began showing abnormalities, their eyes gradually turning blood-red.
The young martial artist who had been shoved earlier suddenly drew his sword and pointed it at the Mortal Transformation Realm martial artist, his eyes red and his voice brimming with viciousness.
"Why did you shove me just now?"
"Tell me, were you trying to steal my secret manual?"
The Mortal Transformation Realm martial artist saw that a mere Xiantian Realm brat actually dared to point a sword at him.
He, too, lost his temper and drew his saber.
"Brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Put that blade down!"
Something the Mortal Transformation Realm martial artist had never expected happened. Despite the disparity in their realms, the Xiantian Realm martial artist swung his sword straight at him.
The Mortal Transformation Realm martial artist was utterly taken aback and had never thought to guard against him. Caught off guard, he suffered a slash across his arm. Viciousness rose in his heart, and he immediately swung his saber in a furious counterattack.
The two instantly clashed, saber light and sword shadows flashing.
This was only the beginning. The martial artists in the hall began losing their reason one after another.
Some suspected the people beside them of trying to secretly memorize their formulas and lashed out with their fists.
Some felt that others had better martial arts than theirs and rushed over to seize them. Even companions who had fought shoulder to shoulder