The man's presence was overwhelming. He had entered the Immortal Ancient Era ten times, and in every lifetime, he had stood above all rivals.
"My master tried to deal with him back then, but he killed him," said an elder among the natives.
Whether in the Three Thousand Prefectures or this ancient land, the Ten Crown King was an invincible legend.
Once he stepped onto the arena, no one dared challenge him at first!
In the end, though, someone attacked: another cultivator wielding a Heavenly God artifact.
But the Ten Crown King showed no fear. Chaotic energy swept out, and he killed his assailant.
"A petty trick!" That was all he said.
Below, someone sighed in agreement. A child with a blade was still no match for an adult. The Ten Crown King had earned the right to say that, because he was strong.
Those lurking in the shadows frowned. Years of preparation had proved useless. They could do nothing against people like Ning Chuan and the Ten Crown King!
A flute melody drifted through the air. A figure walked across the void, robes fluttering, ethereal and untouched by worldly concerns. Zhe Xian had arrived.
Holding a pure white bone flute, he stepped onto the arena and faced the Ten Crown King.
"Brother, please." With a calm smile, Zhe Xian gestured for the Ten Crown King to make the first move.
Boom!
The crowd erupted. Two peerless masters were about to clash, shocking everyone.
"I saw you when I first entered the Immortal Ancient Era," the Ten Crown King said, studying him intently.
"Yes. We entered the Immortal Ancient Era in the same year. We even faced each other from afar on the three thousand paths of the Bluestone Road and exchanged smiles," Zhe Xian said.
Everyone was stunned. The