Showdown
Beneath the thunderclouds gathering overhead, lightning split the skies and pierced the void. A vast ocean surged and rolled, flames roared and churned, and within that expanse stretching ten thousand li, every sort of aura made Xie Yun, Qiao San, and the other True Immortals quake with dread. Xie Yun had lived through the battle between the Wolf Clan and the Immortal Mist Marsh. Back then, few of the Xuan Immortal Wolf Clan members who had fought could match this level of power.
What had the people of the Turtle Spirit Immortal Domain done to deserve the arrival of these two fiends? One of them was even a deputy pavilion master whose alchemical skill ranked among the best in the entire domain. Yet when he fought, he was fiercer than even the Xuan Immortals who had come up through the immortal army.
"Domain Lord, should we report this and ask the higher-ups to send someone over to mediate? Deputy Pavilion Master Dongfang and Daoist Zhen have worked themselves into a real fury. We're powerless to stop them. If anything happens to either of them, we'll have a hard time explaining ourselves." Qiao San wore a worried expression.
"Deputy Pavilion Master Dongfang and Daoist Zhen are both smart men. They know what they should do and what they mustn't. They won't fight to the death." Xie Yun shook his head, but took Qiao San's suggestion to heart. "Send a message to the Imperial One Immortal Domain and brief them on the situation here."
Qiao San was just about to act when Xie Yun suddenly raised a hand to stop him.
"Domain Lord, what is it?" Qiao San asked, puzzled.
"Looks like there's no need to make arrangements. Someone seems to be coming." Xie Yun was a little stronger than Qiao