"Since that's the case, you and I will fight. We'll determine victory and defeat—and stake our lives on it!"
"How about it?"
Lin Bai took two steps forward. With the two mountain peaks separated by ten thousand meters, he stared coldly at Bu Junfeng, intense killing intent and indifference surfacing in his eyes.
"Brother Lin, don't be impulsive!" Wang Zhengyang was startled by Lin Bai's sudden declaration and hurriedly urged him in a low voice not to act rashly.
"Brother Lin, are you absolutely certain?" Qi Lingyu thought this plan was feasible, but it was also fraught with danger. He couldn't believe Lin Bai truly possessed the strength to defeat Bu Junfeng.
Lin Bai's cultivation and strength were not weak, and his methods and divine abilities were astonishing. But Bu Junfeng was, after all, the Holy Son of the Soul Refinement Sect. As a Holy Son nurtured by a Flourishing Sect of the Northern Region, his cultivation, strength, methods, and abilities were likewise far from weak.
This battle was undoubtedly a clash between two tigers. One of them was bound to be wounded.
Inside the Ascension Celestial Palace.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Chu, seated on the dragon throne, abruptly changed expression. His already upright posture now leaned forward ever so slightly.
Although the many ancestors and elders inside the Ascension Celestial Palace could not hear the voices from the Hunting Realm, they all knew very well that Emperor Chu, the man seated on the dragon throne and known as the ruler of the Chu Kingdom, could certainly hear them.
As soon as Yan Zhuangyun's voice rang out, his figure had already shot away.
Because this was completely different from Lin Bai's plan.
Seeing Lu Qingjun suddenly make his move, Bu Junfeng hurriedly lowered the foot he had just raised and