Sensing the danger behind him, Wang Xian didn't turn around.
After cultivating a Divine Sea in the Heavenly Book World, he had no blind spots, before or behind him.
The corner of the Old Daoist's mouth twitched as he sat at the mountain gate...
Wang Xian shook his head.
Behind him was someone's long-planned attack—or, more accurately, a killing blow. Faced with such a powerful, even terrifying enemy, Meng Xiaolou and the others beneath the high platform...
Faced with an enemy like that, they might have fallen into despair.
Wang Xian didn't despair.
He wanted to test himself!
At the Kunlun Sword Sect, Bai Youyue had severed one of this man's arms...
Though the attacker now possessed terrifying cultivation, his right arm had been crippled. That meant his realm had fallen by who knew how many levels.
He wanted to slay a god on the Life-and-Death Platform!
"Rumble!"
It all happened in the blink of an eye!
Before Yan Ruobing, the referee, could act!
Before everyone could even cry out in alarm!
Before Ximen Tinghua could intervene...
Because Tang Shisan had grabbed his hand!
Because the Old Daoist hadn't moved!
Wang Xian met the sudden ambush of a shadow with a punch...
Amid the thunderous crash that seemed to split the heavens and shatter the earth, the spiritual energy within a hundred zhang of the Life-and-Death Platform was blasted into a raging maelstrom.
Yet the two who had collided didn't fly backward as everyone had expected...
Instead, they turned their fists into palms and pressed them tightly together!
"Ah..."
Tang Shisan finally cried out. "What does this mean? Why has a Spirit Transformation elder stepped onto the Life-and-Death Platform?"
An elder from the East Sea shouted, "Has Hundred Flowers Valley gone too far?"
An elder from the Mystic Heaven Sect