"Now, on behalf of the Five Tigers Group and the Chang Sheng Epoch, I challenge you."
"Do you dare accept?"
"Why wouldn't I dare? You've already made your move—what do I have to fear?"
"Go on. How do you plan to fight?"
Li Changming readily accepted the challenge. Meng De said, "Simple. Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals. The battlefield will be confined to the Pill Epoch."
"Both sides may use whatever means they possess. The defeated side withdraws, while the victor continues, until one side has been completely defeated."
"Are there restrictions on cultivation realms?"
"None. If you can invite the Pill Epoch's supreme experts, that is your ability."
"If I invite the Bitter Sea Great Emperor from the Chang Sheng Epoch, then consider yourself unlucky."
Hearing that, Li Changming sneered. "Didn't you just say soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals?"
"If I cannot defeat you, then my skills are inferior."
"If you cannot invite people, then you lack the ability. Killing on a battlefield is not an arena match; there is no need for such absolute fairness."
"No problem. Then what counts as defeat?"
"Anyone who voluntarily admits defeat loses."
"And if they refuse to admit defeat?"
"Death!"
"The dead are always the losers!"
Meng De's tone was calm, but those words also doomed this conflict to be drenched in blood.
"Bold enough. Then how do people like Li Changsheng count?"
"That depends on what they choose. If he stands with the aristocratic clans, then he is my enemy."
"But if he stands with the Five Tigers Group, then you are his enemy."
"Are we starting now?"
"No need. This is too great a matter. You need to discuss it, and I need to prepare as well."
"Three days from now, we begin officially."
Receiving that answer, Li