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Before long, the group arrived at the selection trial grounds.

Chi Jiuyu walked at the very front.

She had changed into a set of fitted black attire, with a golden little sword insignia embroidered on her collar. In her hand, she carried an ancient-looking azure-gold longsword.

Her expression was utterly calm. Pure sword intent coiled faintly around her, yet it cast a shadow over the hearts of the cultivators who had specially rushed over.

On the elevated stands, Lin Changsheng, Chang Xiao, and Yue Zhongfeng stood together, observing the sword cultivators entering the selection trial grounds one after another.

As the favored champions of the Spirit Transformation division in the previous Immortal Sect Grand Competition, all three had exceeded the age limit and could no longer participate in this year's competition.

"Chi Jiuyu..."

Yue Zhongfeng's gaze closely followed Chi Jiuyu and her group, his slender willow-leaf brows lifting slightly.

Right now, Chi Jiuyu's sword intent alone actually made a chill rise from the depths of his heart.

How long had it even been?!

Just as he was observing her, Chi Jiuyu seemed to sense something as well. She raised her head and glanced in his direction.

The instant their gazes met!

Bzzzz~!

Yue Zhongfeng only felt as though an incomparably pure, dazzling sword light beyond all description had flared before his eyes!

Even the space between his brows throbbed with needle-pricking pain.

Hmm?!

With another blink, the strange phenomena vanished. Looking down again, he saw that Chi Jiuyu had already withdrawn her gaze and was chatting with the people beside her.

"..." After a long silence, Yue Zhongfeng's expression grew increasingly grave. "Very strong!"

Based on what she had displayed just now, he was not confident he could defeat her.

"I saw it."

Chang Xiao's expression was equally solemn.

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