There had been quite a few cultivators who fought on the Tai Chi Arena throughout the ages, but none had used it for as long as Ling Tian. One person fighting wave after wave of thousands of opponents would take at least several days. Being able to occupy the Tai Chi Arena for so long was an honor in itself.
Ling Tian had never expected the Tai Chi Arena to merge back into one, but he was more than happy to see it. Looking at the vast arena, a glint flashed through his eyes. "Hmph, then I'll ruin the Thunderclap Pavilion's reputation right here on the famous Tai Chi Arena. Let's see who'll join the Thunderclap Pavilion after this!"
An hour was a short time in the long course of cultivation, but it was enough for the cultivators in Chaos City to gather at the Tai Chi Arena from all corners of the city. As more and more Thunderclap Pavilion cultivators appeared on the stage, the glint in Ling Tian's eyes grew brighter.
"Tsk, tsk, Ling Tian, the younger generation of the Thunderclap Pavilion is quite strong. The weakest among those on the stage are already at the Spirit Division Stage, and there are more than a dozen cultivators at Great Perfection Integrated Body." Poxiong's voice rang out, full of amusement. "But why aren't there any disciples below the Spirit Division Stage?"
"Poxiong, the Thunderclap Pavilion is a renowned sect, after all. Why would they bring disciples below the Spirit Division Stage to the Cultivator Assembly?" Ling Tian countered. Then his tone turned regretful. "What a pity. It would've been better if they'd all come. Then I could've sealed away their entire younger generation."
"Heh, Ling Tian, you really are ruthless." Poxiong let out a strange laugh, then seemed to