Shui Zhong and Qi Xuan!
Qi Xuan stared blankly at the white-robed old man at the doorway. It was none other than Shui Zhong, the master of the Ninth Peak!
Shui Zhong walked in and chuckled. "If Sword Paragon Qi Xuan wants to defeat Dongfang Bai and reclaim the position of Sword Paragon that belongs to you, I do have a way."
Qi Xuan asked, "What way?"
Shui Zhong glanced at Meng Chunrui.
Qi Xuan said darkly, "Meng Chunrui, go outside for now."
"Yes, Senior Brother Qi Xuan." Meng Chunrui did not hesitate and walked straight out of the room.
"There are no outsiders here now. Senior Shui Zhong, speak your mind." Qi Xuan said with a grim expression.
Shui Zhong chuckled. "Dongfang Bai—the one who was named in Purple Gold City as one of the nine Prodigy-level Geniuses of the Lingnan land, and the only Thousand-Victory King in the Reincarnation Field of the Han Hai Demon Kingdom!"
"In East Shuang City, he slew five Yang God Realm experts while only at the Yin Saint Realm!"
"In Haijie City, he killed Demon Saint Hantian, who slew Sword Paragon Chen Pan a hundred years ago!"
"He is truly steeped in legend!"
"..."
Qi Xuan's expression turned cold. "One day, I will make this Prodigy-level Genius kneel at my feet, wail bitterly, and beg for mercy!"
Shui Zhong sneered. "But Sword Paragon Qi Xuan, in my humble opinion, even if you struck at Dongfang Bai at the height of your powers, you would likely still struggle to defeat him—not to mention that you have now lost both arms!"
Qi Xuan gave a cold, disdainful laugh. "Tch, Senior Shui Zhong, aren't you looking down on me a little too much? If we fought to the death in some uninhabited place, killing Dongfang Bai