Everyone who heard it was curious about who was so reckless as to openly challenge all the First Generation prodigies.
News even spread to the outside world, drawing some First Generation prodigies into the Spirit Realm, while others had already been training there.
Eternal changed his attire and appearance, then waited quietly on the Bronze Sparrow Platform.
Why did he dare to be so arrogant? Because the Bluestone Ancient Road stood behind him. If he could win, he would fight; if he could not, he would run.
Before long, several flashes of light descended outside the Bronze Sparrow Platform.
"Is that you?" A golden-haired man looked at Shi Yongheng as though he were already dead.
Shi Yongheng opened his eyes. The people before him each possessed distinctly different temperaments.
One young-looking man had a head of golden hair. He stood in the void, lightning blazing around his body for thousands of feet.
Another man sat cross-legged in the air, his body covered in runes and enveloped by a great sun. He appeared incomparably sacred, wreathed in flames.
A woman in black smiled sweetly. Her skin was fair, her large eyes lively, and her black dress accentuated her graceful, exquisite figure.
One man had a pair of golden wings behind his back. Golden radiance blazed from his body, and his battle intent surged to its peak.
Another had surging blood and qi within him. Unlike ordinary young prodigies, he did not appear spirited and flamboyant. Instead, he gave off a faint air of age, lacking youthful vigor and vitality—or perhaps one could say that he was very composed.
A woman in golden robes shone brilliantly. Tall and dignified, with black hair cascading over her shoulders, she had exceptionally clear eyes and wore a veil over her face. When her eyes opened