Great Power

"Lin Wushuang, you are the true opponent I must face in this grand competition!"

Faced with the discussions and reactions around him,

Xuan Tianxing said nothing,

his gaze fixed firmly on the fiery red figure atop the high platform ahead.

His thoughts

had long since ceased to dwell on an insignificant figure like Shen Changchuan.

Lin Wushuang

was the true target he needed to challenge!

And in this grand competition,

the only opponent worth his attention!

Elsewhere,

Shen Changchuan, who was being discussed by Xuan Tianxing and the others, did not know that he had caught the attention of another group.

In truth,

as an Outer Region prodigy who had gained a measure of fame

and had even forced Xiao Chenyang back during their confrontation not long ago,

Shen Changchuan did have some renown.

Thus, even after he and Senior Brother Hong Yang slipped into the crowd, they still occasionally drew watchful and discussing gazes from those around them.

Under such circumstances,

Xuan Tianxing's gaze, which had only rested on him from afar for one or two breaths, naturally went unnoticed by him.

There was no helping it.

If every casually cast glance made him sense it and turn around to look,

then by now, he would probably have twisted his neck sore.

After that, no further accidents occurred.

Not long after Shen Changchuan and Senior Brother Hong Yang began speaking in low voices,

the Sect Master and the sect's Old Ancestors finally appeared!

At a certain moment,

everyone stopped talking one after another, and the air suddenly fell silent in that instant.

Countless people raised their heads and looked toward a certain direction on the horizon.

Because

in that direction,

it was as though a blazing great sun had risen from the horizon, radiating an endless sense of presence,