After fighting a war against Xia and entering Jixia Academy once, his blessed land had dropped many ranks.
From Mianzhu Mountain to Lu River, then Gan Mountain, and now Han Mountain Blessed Land.
Jiang Wang had naturally grown accustomed to it.
Of course, he understood that he now had the right not to be accustomed to it.
He would neither overestimate nor belittle himself.
He faced squarely the many formidable experts in this world who were hard to catch up to, the towering peaks that were hard to challenge—and he also faced squarely his own strength.
Just as he now sat cross-legged in the blessed land space of the Great Void Illusion Realm, silently waiting for time to pass, filled with anticipation for the coming battle and brimming with confidence.
Not far away, the inked words on the sundial had long since changed—[The Lord of Golden City Mountain has confirmed the challenge. The challenge will begin in a quarter-hour.]
When he had fallen from Tiger Creek Mountain, ranked forty-seventh among the blessed lands, the opponent he encountered had been Chen Siwu, a Song Kingdom prodigy of the Divine Presence Realm.
At that time, he had already been able to roughly sense an opponent's strength, rather than not even understanding how he had lost after being defeated.
The Han Mountain Blessed Land where he currently stood ranked sixty-seventh in the Great Void Illusion Realm. If it fell a few more times, he would lose ownership of the blessed land—though he still had not figured out exactly what use these blessed lands in the Great Void Illusion Realm had, losing one was never a good thing.
A quarter-hour soon passed. The Sword Discussion Platform rose into the air, shooting straight into the Star River.
Two ancient Sword Discussion Platforms crashed together with