Fellow Daoist, Bear With It

Spiritual light descended from the heavens, and Tie Yuan appeared expressionlessly in the center of the teleportation array before the main hall.

Among the eighteen battles, Gao Xian and Tie Yuan could be said to have fought last, yet theirs was the first to be decided. The result left the many cultivators in the hall astonished.

Most of the cultivators had been watching Zhi Zhen's battle. Few had paid attention to Gao Xian and Tie Yuan's fight. None of them knew what had happened—how had the battle ended just like that?

At most, the battle between the two had not lasted more than ten breaths.

The others studied Tie Yuan with appraising eyes, guessing how this man had lost so cleanly and decisively.

Tie Yuan was in an extremely poor mood as well. He could accept defeat, but Gao Xian's utterly brutal, utterly domineering power had completely crushed him.

Such a vast disparity in strength had dealt his confidence a severe blow. Fortunately, his temperament was tough and enduring, and he could barely keep his emotions under control.

Tie Yuan pressed his palms together and saluted the several Dao Lords, then silently retreated to Mingxiang Arhat's side.

Mingxiang thought highly of Tie Yuan, whom he had personally nurtured. He consoled him, "Gao Xian has united the Five Elements and the Anti-Five Elements, and he also possesses a Five Elements body-tempering method. His mana is several times greater than yours. It is only natural that you lost."

With the overwhelming mana Gao Xian had displayed, it would have been strange if Tie Yuan had managed to withstand that palm strike.

Tie Yuan nodded silently. His heart was full of bitterness, and he truly did not wish to speak. The last time he had suffered such an intense setback was when that