Beyond the borders of Ten Thousand Ren Peak, several figures floated in midair, their gazes occasionally piercing through the clouds toward the depths of the mountain range.
Suddenly, a streak of light tore across the heavens, racing toward them amid a howling wind.
"He's here! The president is here!"
Sensing the spiritual energy fluctuations on the distant horizon,
everyone present was jolted awake and hurried forward to meet him.
"President, how did it go?"
"Did that fame-seeking fraud accept the challenge?"
"Hmph! If you ask me, that fellow knows he is no match for the president and is timid as a mouse. He probably refused the president's challenge!"
Several Xundao Association higher-ups gathered around him, talking over one another.
Their words were brimming with disdain for Shen Changchuan.
"Silence!"
Xuan Tianxing said nothing more, merely casting them a glance.
The people around him immediately fell silent, and the clamor came to an abrupt halt.
"He accepted my challenge."
Only after a long while did Xuan Tianxing speak.
His words were crisp and decisive, though there seemed to be something faintly strange in his tone.
"What? That country bumpkin actually accepted your challenge, President?"
"That turtle hiding in its shell actually didn't chicken out this time?"
"Who gave him the courage?"
"Hmph! You went straight to his door. No matter how much he wanted to wriggle out of it, he couldn't!"
The discussions around them exploded, cries of surprise rising one after another, every face filled with disbelief.
As opposing sides,
especially after suffering the humiliation before the immortal sect's Scripture Depository Pavilion not long ago,
these Xundao Association higher-ups had always harbored deep hostility toward Shen Changchuan.
Thus, even though Shen Changchuan had accepted the challenge,
they still scorned and despised him.
However,
there were sensible people among them as