A year ago,
In a certain tranquil space,
Wisps of ethereal immortal aura lingered, while layer upon layer of Great Dao essence rippled like shimmering waves, surging and spreading through the void.
Xuan Tianxing knelt upon a white jade cushion, his face pale. At that moment, his fingernails dug deeply into his flesh, blood streaming between his fingers and dripping onto the ground.
"Cousin, I refuse to accept this!"
Xuan Tianxing lowered his head and snarled at the figure before him.
"Lin Wushuang is one thing. As a direct descendant of the Immortal Sect Old Ancestor, he had been personally nurtured by a Mysterious Pill realm True Person since childhood, and he had even grasped the power of Blazing Sun True Intent ahead of us."
"If I lost to him, I could still barely accept it!"
"But what the hell is Shen Changchuan?! Some country bumpkin born in the backwoods who stepped in dog shit and got lucky! He is merely the disciple taken in by a failure expelled from the Immortal Sect in some godforsaken mountain hollow. He has never comprehended or mastered True Intent either, so what right does he have? What does he have to rely on to defeat me?!"
"I refuse to accept it!"
Xuan Tianxing's face was filled with irreconcilable resentment!
Even now, the grand competition had already ended,
And Shen Changchuan had even defeated Lin Wushuang in its final round and claimed first place,
Yet he still could not accept such a reality!
In that instant,
Xuan Tianxing clenched his teeth so tightly that a trace of blood seeped from his gums.
He could not help reacting this way.
Because Xuan Tianxing knew himself very well.
His talent and comprehension were not among the very best in the Immortal Sect Inner Sect.
Forget comparing