Clash

Lin Wushuang's appearance

undoubtedly shocked countless prodigies from every domain present.

Even the other Inner Sect disciples of the Immortal Sect had their hearts shaken.

For even they had never witnessed Lin Wushuang in such an invincible stance.

Some geniuses from small sects in distant lands,

those seeded competitors from small sects who had spent nearly all their time in secluded cultivation and rarely encountered the world beyond,

were even more cowed by this aura and power, their limbs stiffening until they could not muster the slightest will to resist!

Such an enormous gap

was simply like an ant standing before a colossal elephant.

The instant they harbored even the faintest thought of resistance, they would be burned to ashes and vanish completely!

Lin Wushuang merely stood there,

yet in an instant, he became the focal point of countless gazes.

Everyone understood

that his existence

would become the final mountain that anyone qualified to reach the end of this grand competition would have to face!

Shock, bewilderment, and confusion appeared on many faces.

The enemy's strength was so great that merely releasing his aura made them unable to resist.

How were they supposed to fight?!

That feeling

was like knowing, before an exam had even begun, that first place could never be theirs.

Gloom appeared on many faces.

Shen Changchuan did not pay much attention

to the reactions of those around him.

Instead, the hushed conversations of several people made him prick up his ears and listen closely.

It was through this

that he learned from some well-informed passersby nearby

that the Immortal Sect Daozi, Xuan Daoji, and the other Daozi candidate, Su Lengyue, did not intend to participate in this internal grand competition.

This left Shen Changchuan somewhat disappointed.

Before the joint grand competition, he had originally hoped to